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

Jiang Zhe accepted Teacher Luan's congratulations.

On that day, some friends who were unable to make it to Binhai called him or sent him gifts.

This kind of interpersonal interactions made him feel mentally exhausted, but he had to do it.

Because I received so many gifts, I had to ask my parents to help me record the gift information.

"I remember a critic once said that many painters no longer have time to paint after becoming famous. Some are even worse off and have to hire a large number of assistants to assist them in their creations or even to write for them. Although I haven't reached that level yet, I already feel that a lot of my time is taken up by socializing," Jiang Zhe said while recording the information.

Hearing his son's complaints, Jiang Yi said, "Just be content."

He put down his work, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, then said, "It tastes better when you see the food in other people's bowls. Those who are anxious to sell their paintings but can't must be envious of you now. If they have the opportunity to sell their paintings, they will definitely rush to attend the social events."

Jiang Zhe had to admit that what his father said made sense.

"Okay, now that you're done sorting, think about how to give the gifts in return. Don't forget anything," instructed mother Xu Li.

Jiang Zhe said: "Okay, I won't forget it."

"Where are we going to celebrate New Year's Day?" Xu Li asked.

Jiang Zhe said, "Don't hesitate, just come and stay with me for a few more days. I will go to the provincial capital after New Year's Day."

"Why do you want to go out again?" Jiang Yi asked.

Jiang Zhe talked about going to the provincial capital to hold a personal exhibition.

"I try to go there and come back on the same day."

Before we knew it, it was New Year's Day.

Amidst his busy schedule, Jiang Zhe took a rare day of relaxation to spend the holiday with his parents.

That night, Jiang Zhe did not rush to bed.

As usual, the system will have a lottery opportunity at the beginning of the new year.

Jiang Zhe lay on the bed, waiting for the lottery and rewards.

While waiting, he guessed what the prizes would be, and 9 also recalled his experience in the lottery and some past events.

From my rebirth to now, it has already arrived. Early 2004.

time flies.

After coming to university, my artistic development has been faster and higher than expected. Some goals have been achieved ahead of schedule, and even some goals that were not included in the plan have been achieved.

Most of the credit goes to the help of the system, and secondly, to my own persistence.

When I felt a little sleepy, I finally heard the system prompt sound.

Jiang Zhe adjusted his sitting position. His brain quickly became clear.

Click on the system.

A familiar prompt appeared on the system page.

2003 has passed and 2004 has begun. Looking back on the past year, you have won many honors and the prices of your works have continued to set new records.

After calculation, your learning accumulation in the past year has reached excellent level.

The system will reward you for your hard work and self-discipline throughout the year.

The following rewards are given:
Reward 1: RMB 160.

Reward 2: One chance to draw a new skill.

Reward 3. An opportunity to watch a master create.

I hope that in the new year you can reach a higher level through learning.

After reading all the content, Jiang Zhe clicked on reward one.

This time, the reward funds can be withdrawn through three channels.

Selling paintings, stocks, business opportunities.

Seeing that the reward funds can be accumulated, I consider that I have no shortage of funds.

Previously, the money from the sale of paintings in the United States had already been deposited into the account. With several million in hand, it would be better to keep this reward for future use.

The third reward is the opportunity to watch, and also choose to save.

The second reward is to extract a new skill.

He clicked on the lottery page.

The system specifically stated that the skills extracted this time were skills he did not have.

Jiang Zhe didn't hesitate and immediately clicked to start the lottery.

A lucky draw wheel appeared on the page. The pointer on the wheel began to spin faster and faster, crossing one grid after another.

The grid is filled with gift boxes.

Finally, the pointer stopped on a high-end gift box.

Not bad, it's an advanced skill.

Jiang Zhe clicked to receive it with anticipation.

The gift box on the page exploded, turned into fireworks, and even made a popping sound.

The text displayed on the page reads: Congratulations, you have extracted the language skill - advanced Russian skill.

Oh, it's language skills.

Jiang Zhe felt that this skill was neither high nor low.

The new language skills are the icing on the cake for me at this stage.

I can now speak three foreign languages ​​and can communicate without obstacles in most situations.

While he was feeling the input of information and understanding new skills, he also comforted himself that the new language, in addition to its function of communication, could also be used to experience a new culture, and to understand Russian paintings through the language.

Although Russian paintings are not valued by the West (due to differences in painting language and culture), there is still a lot of valuable knowledge.

After entering the information, my head starts to swell.

To experiment with his new language skills, Jiang Zhe casually spoke a few common Russian sentences.

Advanced skills, sufficient for most communication situations.

He comforted himself again that this advanced level was quite good.

I closed my eyes and said something in my heart before falling asleep.

Hello 2004.

……

In the morning, Jiang Zhe put on his backpack, walked to the living room, and said to his parents, "Mom and Dad, I'm leaving. The car from Wang Zhen's gallery will be here soon."

"Okay, be safe. Can you come back today?" Jiang Yi and his wife sent Jiang Zhe to the door of the villa.

Jiang Zhe waved goodbye to his parents. "Try to come back today."

Because their son was going to the provincial capital, Jiang Yi and his wife stayed in the villa.

Jiang Zhe was going to the provincial capital and couldn't drive, so the manager of Wang Zhen Gallery sent a car to take him to the airport.

On the way to the airport, the gallery manager told Jiang Zhe that preparations in the provincial capital were complete.

Jiang Zhe's solo exhibition in Binhai did not last long. After it ended, the gallery had already transported the works to the provincial capital.

He just went to participate in the opening ceremony.

Before boarding the plane, he talked to Wang Zhen on the phone.

Wang Zhen has already arrived in the provincial capital and will be waiting for him at the Provincial Art Museum.

Jiang Zhe took a safe flight and arrived in the provincial capital.

The Provincial Artists Association sent a staff member to pick up Jiang Zhe.

The two went directly to the Provincial Art Museum from the airport.

Jiang Zhe managed his schedule very well and arrived at the art museum half an hour before the opening time.

The guests who came to attend his painting exhibition in the provincial capital today included both representatives from the cultural department and friends he met in the provincial capital.

The scale of the exhibition is larger and more grand than the one held in Binhai.

Wang Zhen told Jiang Zhe quietly.

The Provincial Artists Association will hold a series of activities in the coming time. Many of the arrangements can be used directly. After Zhang San uses it, Li Si will continue to use it. After activity A is completed, activity B will follow. It is very convenient.

Before the ceremony began, Jiang Zhe expressed his gratitude to the guests present one by one.

When he was greeting the head of the Provincial Artists Association, the other party told him a piece of news.

Jiang Zhe was somewhat moved.

Soon, the ceremony began.

The host invited the guests and Jiang Zhe to come on stage.

Jiang Zhe put his thoughts back, put on a smile, and walked onto the stage. (End of this chapter)