Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Outside the gate of a hotel in the capital.

Jiang Zhe and Wang Zhen sent a few friends into the car and watched it drive away.

He looked at his watch and it was already 9:20 pm.

I had a party with my friends and had fun for three hours.

We drank and chatted in a relaxed atmosphere, and also talked about his plans after his return.

Everyone supports Jiang Zhe to come back and hold a report exhibition.

That night, he stayed directly in an office of the gallery.

The next morning

Wang Zhen sent Jiang Zhe to the airport.

Before going through security check, Wang Zhen instructed Jiang Zhe.

"After you go back, if there are things you can't handle, please call me immediately. I think the Binhai Artists Association and your school will take this matter very seriously and will definitely find a way for you to hold another exhibition. You don't have to worry. The works you have in the gallery, plus some daily practice, will be enough to support the exhibition."

"Okay, call me if you have anything."

Jiang Zhe was already impatient to go home, so he would talk about these things later.

I returned to Binhai safely and reported to my parents that I was safe first.

As soon as she entered the door, Xu Li pulled Jiang Zhe and looked him up and down.

“I feel a little thinner.”

Jiang Zhe said: "My weight has not changed."

Jiang Yi said, "Hurry up and change your clothes. Let's have lunch early."

Xiao Ka has been circling around Jiang Zhe since he came in.

Jiang Zhe patted its head and told it to stay outside the bathroom.

Wash up and change clothes.

Back home, the familiar environment, familiar smells, every pore relaxes.

In order to take care of Jiang Zhe, Jiang Yi and his wife not only moved up the lunch time, but also made the food as varied as possible.

While eating, Jiang Zhe described his experience to his parents. Of course, he had to hide the competitive or difficult things and only talk about the good things to avoid worrying them.

After dinner, Jiang Zhe helped clean up the dishes.

The mother asked, "You've been away for so long, do you want to catch up on your homework?"

Jiang Zhe said, "We are in our third year, and the homework is not that stressful. I usually do those exercises. The school won't make it difficult for me. Don't worry."

"You brought a lot of gifts when you came back this time. Did you prepare some for the teachers at school?"

Jiang Zhe replied: "Don't worry, I've prepared everything. I'll go to school after dinner."

After dinner, he sorted the gifts he brought back into different categories, one for his relatives at home, and the other for his teachers and friends.

Jiang Zhe brought gifts and drove to the school and then to Professor Qin's home.

Professor Qin knew his habit and didn't say anything polite. He asked him to go give gifts to other teachers first and then come back to chat.

Jiang Zhe gave gifts to several teachers in the school in turn, and finally returned to Professor Qin's home.

Professor Qin learned about Jiang Zhe's experience and played a video of Jiang Zhe demonstrating on the computer.

He looked at it for a while and then said, "Do you have a backup copy of this CD? Many teachers in the school want to see it, too."

"I have a backup, just keep it."

Professor Qin was no longer in a hurry to watch the video. He turned to Jiang Zhe and said, "Yesterday, our local evening newspaper also reported on your case."

He took out a newspaper, pointed to a small article on it, and said, "I heard from my friends in the capital that a newspaper in the capital also reported this incident, and our report here was one day later than there.

The school attaches great importance to this matter and wants you to take time to hold an exhibition. Do you have any difficulties? "

Jiang Zhe said, "Let Mr. Wang arrange it. The works I have on hand should be enough."

"The school has said that you can hold an exhibition in our art gallery. In addition, the Binhai Artists Association has contacted the school and hopes that you can hold an exhibition in your hometown. With this support, you don't have to worry. By the way, let me show you something."

He took out some sheets of manuscript paper.

Jiang Zhe took it and saw that it was a handwritten manuscript.

"Is it the preface to the exhibition?" He looked up at Professor Qin.

"I wrote this for you. Take a look and see if you like it. If you don't like it, you can revise it."

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "The manuscript you wrote yourself must be good."

After that, he read the manuscript carefully.

At a time when art is developing in a diversified way, the young painter Jiang Zhe is tirelessly exploring with his unique artistic perspective and connotation.

The exhibition brings together Jiang Zhe’s representative works during his school years, including works that reflect the times as well as traces of exploration and experimentation during the creative process.

These works not only reflect the understanding and exploration of material expression, but also show the warmth of life and the depth of emotion. They condense what the artist sees, hears, thinks and imagines into microscopic brushstrokes, conveying an exploration of the depth and breadth of individual life.

Painter Jiang Zheqi embeds his elegant and reserved temperament in his works, conveying his pursuit of a peaceful and tranquil state of mind. He is also unique in his painting style and artistic concepts. While inheriting traditions, he is brave enough to explore unknown areas, creating a diverse, inclusive, inspiring and imaginative artistic atmosphere.

I hope this exhibition can bring a little enjoyment to everyone who loves art and life.

After reading it, Jiang Zhe said, "Thank you for your gift. You wrote it very well. You must sign your name on it when the time comes."

"If you decide to use this, I will sign it."

“I have to use this one.”

Jiang Zhe chatted with Professor Qin for a while and then said goodbye and left.

Seeing the teacher's enthusiasm, he understood the school's expectations, called Wang Zhen to tell him about it, and asked the gallery to handle the matter.

When I arrived at the parking lot, I saw Chen Yan was already waiting for me.

When Chen Yan saw Jiang Zhe, she ran over and threw herself into his arms.

Jiang Zhe hugged Chen Yan, smelled her fragrance, and whispered softly: "Go to the car, we will be seen here."

Although they kept in touch by phone during their stay in New York, their longing for each other grew stronger.

Jiang Zhe took Chen Yan back to the villa.

Tomorrow is Monday, and Chen Yan stays in the villa overnight.

Telling about your thoughts, and then staying up late.

Early Monday morning, Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan came to school together.

While eating breakfast in the canteen, he found a familiar rhythm. This rhythm of life made him feel comfortable.

After breakfast, Jiang Zhe went to the Academic Affairs Office to cancel his leave and then went to class.

Many students in the large class saw Jiang Zhe coming back and came over to ask questions, making the classroom very lively. It was not until the teacher came to class that the classroom became quiet.

……

In the public conference room of the Department of Plastic Arts, a video of Jiang Zhe doing a demonstration was playing on the projection screen.

While watching the film, some administrators and teachers in the department would occasionally communicate in low voices and share their opinions.

The person in charge of filming pointed the camera at Jiang Zhe, the easel and the model. When the teachers watched the video, they could not feel the atmosphere at that time.

When Jiang Zhe finished his demonstration and shook hands with the model, warm applause broke out in the classroom.

The camera's field of view then expanded to include the entire classroom.

People who watched the video discovered that there were so many people watching Jiang Zhe's demonstration on the spot.

Through these people’s reactions, you can see and feel the atmosphere of the scene, as well as the effect of Jiang Zhe’s video.

The department head said with emotion: "Jiang Zhe, it's not easy."

(End of this chapter)