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

In the provincial capital, the second snowfall after the beginning of winter was particularly heavy, and there were far fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

In the city, in a high-end villa community, the courtyard of a three-story villa was cleaned spotlessly.

There is a large insulated sun room on the second-floor platform, which not only ensures the temperature, but also has an air circulation device to keep the air fresh.

In the sun room, several children were playing and laughing, and several young women were chatting and laughing, preparing for a barbecue. It was snowing heavily outside, but it was warm as spring inside.

From the second-floor platform, you can also see a nearby natural spring.

People who stay here can enjoy the beauty of winter without feeling the cold.

A glass door in the sun room leads to a study.

The study is spacious and bright, furnished with log or chestnut-colored furniture, and every piece of furnishing is exquisite and luxurious.

Three people were sitting around the tea table, chatting in low voices.

A short, stout man with thinning hair, a thick barrel-smoked cigar held between the fingers of his right hand.

A thin and hot woman is changing tea.

Sitting in the middle was a middle-aged man with long hair.

The man was very thin, wearing black-framed glasses and holding a long cigar in his hand.

The short and fat man thanked the woman for the tea and said to the thin man, "This time, Jiang Zhe showed up. The price of his works is about to catch up with yours. Do you want to make a move as well?"

The news that Jiang Zhe's works were collected by the Repin Academy of Fine Arts reached the country on the same day.

The members of the study team came from the province and had their own friends and channels. The news first caused quite a stir in the province’s art circles.

The next day after hearing the news, the fat man came to find his friend.

The prices of Jiang Zhe's works are there and everyone in the circle can see them.

People whose works are not as priced as Jiang Zhe's, including those who have been left behind by Jiang Zhe, although they want to catch up, rarely regard Jiang Zhe as an equal opponent, mainly because the distance is too great.

The few who sold at a higher price than Jiang Zhe were senior members. Their positions were secure and they would not regard Jiang Zhe as a rival.

Only a small number of people will feel pressured because the prices of their works are almost the same.

These people are not numerous, but they all have their own influence and connections, as well as their own interest chains.

Some of these people are professional painters, and some also hold positions in certain institutions and groups.

At their level, they have become the backbone of a group of people, so they are able to gather a group of people.

The woman gave the thin man a cup of tea and said, "Lao Liang, you shouldn't have given up this opportunity. If you had gone, he would have had nothing to do with it."

The middle-aged man called Lao Liang put the cigar to his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally took a deep puff.

When I exhaled the smoke, I found that the cigar was burning a little crooked.

He slowly turned the cigar, trying to adjust the burning degree. After a few breaths, he spoke:
"I've been there several times, and there were many things going on at the time. When the association asked me about it, I weighed the pros and cons before deciding to give up. I didn't know this would happen at the time."

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on his cigar.

“Don’t underestimate Jiang Zhe.

I have read his words, and they are very well drawn.

The Repin Academy of Fine Arts is willing to collect his paintings, but we don’t know the details.”

"No matter how good he is, can he be better than you?" The fat man said, "I am not a petty person. He is good, that's his business, but it is recognized that you draw better than him and have more experience than him.

You are just too modest. You should be careful about these things.

Young people nowadays don’t know how to be humble.

Those outside who don’t understand will hear about this and think he is better than you.”

"Xiao Li, tell me." After the man finished speaking, he regretted that he had called her that before. Given the current relationship between the woman and Lao Liang, he should not call her that now. Sure enough, the woman smiled but said nothing.

The fat man apologized with a smile: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, don't mind. Can you see if it can be operated? Can we also have a study visit?"

The woman finally spoke: "Lao Mo, it doesn't matter what you call me."

She looked at the thin man and said, "Lao Liang, what Lao Mo said makes sense."

I heard from several gallery colleagues that Wang Zhen and his colleagues used this incident to establish connections with the Russian art circle, and might be planning to organize a series of activities with the Repin Academy of Fine Arts, including the Russian art circle, and thus open up new channels.

I think we can also take this opportunity to open up a new path, mainly to create an opportunity for you. No matter what, let them collect one of your works. "

"It's a bit like repeating what others have said." Lao Liang hesitated.

"You are just too noble. You draw better than him. You must have what others have." The woman seemed to be acting like a spoiled child, saying, "Even if I lose money, I will help you run it."

When Lao Liang heard the woman say this and saw her figure, he immediately recalled some scenes. His heart warmed up and his original thoughts began to waver.

In the past two years, it was this Xiao Li who helped him run around and did not care about any reputation. He also let me take most of the benefits.

Now, he trusts Xiao Li more and more.

"What do you need me to do?"

"The New Year is coming soon. Let's contact them first. After the New Year, we will go to Russia. Our painters will visit and study there, and we will also invite them to hold an exhibition.

Let them see that it is profitable, I believe they will be tempted. I don’t believe they won’t want to come to China to sell paintings?!”

"How do your company and gallery make money?" Lao Liang asked.

"Don't worry, we can play the long game and catch the big fish. With the connections, there will be plenty of opportunities."

The fat man saw the two chatting and was afraid that he would be forgotten. "The brand of the Repin Academy of Fine Arts still has a special charm in our country. Their collection of your works is equivalent to endorsing you."

Lao Liang originally didn't want to compare himself with Jiang Zhe.

He was proud of his status and felt that the other person was too young and should not be compared with himself.

However, he was willing to trust Xiao Li, and he also knew that the fat man kept hanging around him because it was profitable.

Xiao Li told himself that Fatty also used his fame to sell his own paintings.

While he sells for hundreds of thousands, he sells for 1 or a few thousand.

Lao Liang doesn't care. If there were no interests to maintain, it would be impossible for so many people to gather around him.

He shifted his gaze and looked outside.

“The barbecue is ready.”

At the same time, several painters who considered themselves competitors of Jiang Zhe were also considering whether they could copy Jiang Zhe's method.

Some people have acted decisively and have already begun to take action.

Jiang Zhe didn't know that his impromptu decision would make some people feel pressured, thus triggering a chain reaction.

At this moment, he was visiting an art gallery with Galina.

In addition to the Hermitage, there are several other art venues worth visiting in St. Petersburg.

Art museums, bookstores, galleries.

Jiang Zhe bought a few souvenirs and became hesitant when choosing a picture album.

Jiang Linna thought he was considering the price, so she recommended to him which publishers' picture albums were worth buying and which books he could give up.

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "I am considering the issue of transportation. The album is too heavy."

(End of this chapter)