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

Chapter 74, The Role of the System, Accidents, and Chance Encounters

Chapter 74, The Role of the System, Accidents, and Chance Encounters (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

Jiang Zhe waited for a few days but did not receive any replies from several galleries. Just when he had given up hope, he unexpectedly received a call from Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen told him on the phone that a gallery was interested in two of his still life paintings.

This news made Jiang Zhe happy and worried.

Even without the help of the system, there are still people willing to buy my paintings, no matter how much, and this is good news.

What I couldn't understand was that I sent in information about more than a dozen works, but the ones I prepared carefully were not favored by anyone, but the still life paintings that I put in just to make up the numbers were favored.

Jiang Zhe came to Wang Zhen's gallery with doubts.

After meeting, Wang Zhen directly stated the other party's conditions.

The price offered by the other party for a still life painting with a celadon jug and measuring 30+40 cm was 4000 yuan; the price offered by the other party for a still life painting with flowers and measuring 45+55 cm was 8000 yuan.

Prices have been converted into Chinese Yuan.

Jiang Zhe agreed without hesitation.

The gallery entrusted Wang Zhen to handle the transaction.

After the transaction was completed, Jiang Zhe asked his doubts.

"I sent a lot of information about my works, why were these two chosen?"

Wang Zhen said: "The reason is very simple. The content and style of these two paintings can be accepted by most people. You are a painter, and I am a businessman. A businessman must understand what the customer needs. Painters do not have this information most of the time.

To be honest, in my shop, it is also some decorative paintings that sell the best. Portraits either sell for a high price or simply don't sell.

Therefore, many painters sell their works in large quantities, selling them for 500, 800, or 1000 yuan. Selling a few pieces a month is enough for them to make a living.

You can put a few still life paintings in my gallery and see how the market responds.”

Jiang Zhe thought what Wang Zhen said made sense, so he found a few still life paintings from the studio and put them in Wang Zhen's gallery.

He returned to the studio and looked at the increased funds in his account.

The amount of money he got from selling the paintings this time was one of the lower prices among his recent sales, but he was still very happy.

Regardless of past and present lives, relying on his own skills to sell paintings and make money is something that makes him happy. Although, many of his current skills are obtained from the system.

In his joy, he began to reflect and ponder the operating rules of the system.

He has always had doubts: Are the opportunities provided by the system created by the system? Will he lose himself if he becomes overly dependent on the system?
Judging from this situation, opportunities are not controlled or created by the system. It is very likely that various opportunities already exist in life, but we are not aware of them.

So, the role of the system is to find and provide yourself with opportunities that you don’t know about and cannot access.

This also explains why the funding channels of the system are changed. For example, there is no option for business opportunities or stocks.

There may not be a suitable opportunity at a certain period of time.

After understanding this principle, Jiang Zhe became more confident and no longer had to worry about losing himself by relying too much on the system.

……

As June approaches, the weather in Binhai is getting hotter and hotter.

When the outdoor temperature was 25 or 26 degrees, the classroom had become like a steamer because of the presence of dozens of high school students.

Every time the get out of class is over, there is basically no one in Class 9 classroom, and everyone goes to the playground to breathe fresh air.

Jiang Zhe was assigned by the head teacher to deliver a document to Class 5.

Holding a water cup in one hand and materials in the other, he came to the door of Class 5 and immediately felt hot air coming towards him, mixed with all kinds of indescribable smells.

Class 5 is a science class with about sixty students.

There are two high piles of books on all the double desks. During get out of class breaks, everyone lowers their heads behind the piles of books to do exercises.

Jiang Zhe sighed, it’s really not easy, it’s so hot and we don’t even have a break after class.

The head teacher, Mr. Yu, once used the example of the hard-working class 5 to motivate the students in his own class.

It is said that this student in Class 5 would bring three fried dough sticks into the classroom in the morning as lunch and a snack in the evening. Except for going to the bathroom, he would not leave the classroom.

The head teacher of Class 5 was not in the class. When Jiang Zhe entered the class, no one looked up.

He could only say to the boys in the first row: "Hello, classmate. I'm here to deliver the materials."

The boy raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhe through his thick glasses: "Thank you, just put it on the desk. Our teacher Wu will be back soon." After putting down the materials, Jiang Zhe ran away from Class 5 classroom and almost bumped into Class 5's head teacher when he went out.

The teacher was startled and exclaimed, "Don't run, don't be so impatient."

There was a girl following behind her. When the girl saw this scene, she smiled slightly and then put it away.

Jiang Zhe hurriedly explained his purpose to the head teacher of Class 5.

When he saw the girl behind the teacher, he recognized her as the prototype of the hard-working case.

The girl had a long ponytail, wore an old T-shirt, had an oval face, and had embroidered eyebrows. She was pretty, but her only drawback was that her skin was a little dark.

The two looked at each other and the girl looked away.

Jiang Zhe hurried downstairs to get some water to drink.

He walked out of the water room holding a cup of water and saw his classmates gathered under the big sycamore tree.

That place is cool and windy, suitable for cooling off.

Jiang Zhe walked under the shade of the tree and heard a particularly fat boy in the class say, "It's so hot in June, what will we do when the college entrance examination comes in July?"

This student sweats a lot, his clothes are soaked with sweat, and there are even salt spots on his collar. This is what happens when clothes are repeatedly soaked with sweat and then dried.

Several other students bought ice cream cones, which are simplified versions of ice cream. They ate and chatted: "I heard that when the last class took the college entrance examination, some people still wore shirts. Aren't they afraid of dying of heat?"

"He has ulterior motives."

Continuing with this topic, the students talked about the college entrance examination legends they had heard until the bell rang for class.

After school in the afternoon, Jiang Zhe was about to walk home when he heard his cell phone ringing. He saw that it was Teacher Miao's number, so he pressed the answer button.

"Teacher Miao. Hello."

But the person who called was Teacher Miao’s nurse.

"Mr. Jiang, Teacher Miao is seriously ill and has been sent to the hospital. I wonder how she is doing? She has no family, so I can only call her. Can you come to the hospital now? What if, what if, something unexpected happens..."

Jiang Zhe thought that the old man was very kind to him, and it was reasonable for him to visit him.

"Which hospital? I'll be there right away."

He memorized the address, went to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and rushed to the hospital.

He arrived at the hospital, quickly went to the emergency center, and saw the nurse.

"Sister, how is the situation?"

"Jiang Zhe, I don't know what happened. Teacher Miao suddenly fainted and was sent to the hospital. The doctor is still trying to save her."

She spoke incoherently about Teacher Miao's situation.

Jiang Zhe hurriedly calmed her down.

Teacher Miao had no family, but the nurse notified some of her friends.

While Jiang Zhe was waiting for the news, he saw people coming to visit Teacher Miao one after another. The ages and occupations of these people varied greatly. Some came with assistants, some came alone, and some were surrounded by people.

Some people stayed to wait for news, while others came and left.

Half an hour later, there was still no news, and more than twenty people were left waiting.

Jiang Zhe saw Ning Anchi and a beautiful and fashionable woman hurried to the emergency center.

They first found the nurse to inquire about the situation, and then stayed to wait for news.

Ning Anchi saw Jiang Zhe outside the crowd and walked up to him quickly: "Jiang Zhe, why are you here too?"

Jiang Zhe explained the whole story.

"Xiao Ning, won't you introduce yourself to me?" The beautiful and fashionable woman walked to Ning Anchi and looked at Jiang Zhe with burning eyes.

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