In the hotel's private room, Jiang Zhe and Professor Qin each had a cup of tea.

Professor Qin said slowly: "Do you think I am well-connected in the painting circle?"

Jiang Zhe said: "You are the pillar of our school."

Professor Qin laughed and said, "Thank you for thinking highly of me. I have the title of professor and have been teaching in school for so many years. Maybe people outside the circle, or students, think that I am doing quite well in the circle. I have a little fame, can sell paintings, and sometimes even help people solve some problems.

But I know the actual situation.

I haven't entered the high levels of the circle, let alone the highest level.

I can only say that I am living a good life, but I can't help others.

But in my opinion, you have the potential to enter the higher level of the circle, or even the highest level. In fact, you have already reached in without knowing it. "

Jiang Zhe said: "Teacher, I didn't know there was such a division in the painting industry?"

Professor Qin lowered his eyes and said, "Jiang Zhe, you are a student, so you didn't know about this invisible division before. Many people will never reach this level in their lifetime, so you don't need to know.

Many people in the circle can only see things in the fog when it comes to the existence of this level.

However, you have recently won two awards, which is enough to prove your rich experience, and the price of your works has also reached a certain level. You must be aware of the existence of higher-level people in this circle.

There are no specific criteria for this classification, but there are bottom lines, such as stable and high prices for works, strong connections, holding certain positions or having a certain social influence, etc.

In fact, you should be able to gradually feel it. Every time your fame and the price of your works increase, it seems that there are always people who mess with you. Right?"

Jiang Zhe nodded, indeed he felt that way.

“That’s the reaction you’re promoting.

Think about it, the money circulating in the art market is relatively fixed. There are only so many excellent clients. As you move up step by step, the more money you attract, someone will inevitably worry.

They will worry about whether your rise will affect their existing interests.

Although you may not know each other, and even this kind of threat or conflict may happen more than a decade or even decades later, some people just don't want more people to come forward.

When I came to the capital this time and heard about your experience, I was very worried, but there was nothing I could do. "

When Jiang Zhe heard this, he felt that what the teacher said might be close to the truth.

"Fortunately, you are blessed by heaven. Such a dangerous situation was resolved. Today, when you shook hands with several guests, I had a feeling that you will definitely reach a higher level.

In the future, as long as you don't make any big mistakes, I may have to take advantage of you. When I introduce you to others, I will always say that Jiang Zhe is my student."

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "Teacher, I don't think too far ahead."

Professor Qin said: "I am not saying these words to flatter you, but to remind you. As you develop to a higher level, you will come into contact with more and more people and things, and you will also be exposed to more and more real conflicts of interest..."

Jiang Zhe’s smile disappeared. He had never really thought about what would happen if he really faced the scene described by his teacher.
"I have not thought of seeking any position, still less of doing business. You know, I am afraid of trouble."

"It's hard to control this. Suppose the price of your work gets higher and higher. Many collectors want to buy your work, and then someone will approach you, seeking profit, and tempting you with various names. Beauty, honor, money, etc., these things can corrupt people's hearts.

When you have your own juniors and students, and they start to enter this circle and need you, how do you deal with it? When your influence increases, some relevant departments will have to find someone in the circle to do something. When you enter their sight, you may be assigned to do something.

Many people will gather around you for their own benefit. Whether you like it or not, a circle of interest will be formed.

Look at those painters who are high up in the circle, and the artists who hold many positions. They all came from the student days, and none of them is a born boss..."

Jiang Zhe listened to Professor Qin's description and asked himself, is this the life he wants?
"I don't want to do any of this. Not right now. Do you have any suggestions?"

Professor Qin shook his head: "I don't know either. After all, I'm not a big shot in the circle, I just have a little fame in Binhai.

I don’t know what to do if I have never experienced it, and I can’t even guarantee whether changes will occur if I reach a higher position.

Today, I come to you to say these words. I just hope that in the future, you will not be blinded by those interests. Even if one day in the future, you become a big boss in the circle and have your own circle of interests, don’t forget your enthusiasm for art when you just entered university. "

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Zhe who was lost in thought and knew that he should give Jiang Zhe some time to think.

Will the situation described by Professor Qin happen? Jiang Zhe didn't know. What would it feel like to be surrounded and flattered by people with various purposes?
Jiang Zhe didn’t know what those others would think, but he would feel uncomfortable.

How can I achieve a better life without being influenced by others?
Professor Qin doesn’t know the answer, and the system doesn’t give any hints, so he may have to figure it out on his own.

Jiang Zhe picked up the teacup, took a sip slowly, and looked out the window.

In the evening, the streets of the capital are bustling with traffic.

People of all kinds walk on the streets, each with their own hardships, worries, happiness and stories.

He thought that he had the mentality of wanting both.

Jiang Zhe quickly let go of his confusion. If he lived his life again, he would live according to his own wishes. If he made a mistake, he would not be afraid. He was only in his twenties and had a system, so he was not afraid of making mistakes.

Professor Qin saw Jiang Zhe's relaxed demeanor and asked with a smile, "Have you come to terms with it?"

"Don't think about it. There's no point in thinking about it. Just keep moving forward and see."

"Yes, that's what young people are like. Hey, they're back."

The two stood up, saw several teachers and leaders of the school, and walked into the restaurant.

This afternoon, everyone participated in different activities.

As soon as everyone sat down, the vice president of the School of Arts said to Jiang Zhe, "Jiang Zhe, your good news spread back to the school today, and it caused a sensation in the school.

In the afternoon, the school has posted the spray-painted congratulatory message. Our Binhai TV station has also reported on it. "

Professor Qin Wen said: "Leader, there are several seminars and activities that invite Jiang Zhe to participate in. Please see how to deal with this matter. Tomorrow is Monday."

"Don't worry. I have reported to the school. The school agreed to Jiang Zhe's leave. Don't worry." The vice president said generously.

(End of this chapter)

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