Alpine pasture

Chapter 615 Calculation
Nini's relationship is fairly stable. This has lasted for a week or two and there is no sign of breaking up, which makes Ju An very disappointed from the bottom of her heart. However, Ju An has no time to wait for the time being. The competition held by domestic galleries has closed for submission. , and some shortlisted works have been selected, a total of 54 young painters under the age of 30 have been selected.In the past few days, these painters will go to Jiangnan for the final selection, and prizes will be awarded for the rankings. Of course, some of the biggest names in the country will also come to Jiangnan to watch these juniors paint live.

Along with Miles, the two flew to Jiangnan on a plane. As for Mike and Wang Fan, they had already arrived first. Mike took a job while resting in New York. After the competition, some young artists signed with the gallery. We, some of the paintings will be exhibited in galleries in New York. As for those who are unwilling to sign contracts, of course, they have to play where they have received the bonus.Not even a signed artist of the gallery still expects the gallery to help you promote it?In Mike's words, it is called letting more people know the gallery's contracted painters, in Wang Fan's words it is packaging, in Ju An's words it is hype.

When they got off the plane in Jiangnan, Zhao Qifeng came over with a car and took Ju An and Miles to the hotel. The five-star hotel in the city center was covered by a gallery, and the judges lived here. As for the finalists The young painters lived in a hotel close to the gallery, which was the hotel where they lived in peace last time, and the hotel of the district chief's brother-in-law. The entire hotel has been booked for two weeks.

When they arrived at the hotel where the big names were staying, Ju An looked up and saw a banner hanging in the atrium, welcoming the judges of Fanjing Gallery to stay in the hotel.Wang Fan and Mike were standing under the banner chatting with a big-name judge in Jiangnan.Seeing that Zhao Qifeng walked in with Ju An and Miles, he waved at them.

After chatting with the judges in Jiangnan, Zhao Qifeng took Ju An upstairs and put down their luggage. Ju An and Wang Fan started to visit the judges together, and then naturally it was an old routine.

Early the next morning, several shareholders of Ju An followed the judges to the gallery in a bus.Now the gallery is no longer invisible when it first came. The recruited employees are all wearing suits and skirts, and they still look a bit like.

Following the big names into the exhibition hall, the more than 50 paintings only occupied a small corner. After entering the exhibition hall, the big names began to talk about the paintings hanging on the wall.

Ju An followed behind and couldn't get in, but Wang Fan followed behind, so he could chat with the experts. Miles and Mike were both chatting while looking at the fine brushwork on the wall.Ju An had to look around alone.

The rules of this selection of the gallery are that more than a dozen judges will give their scores, as long as they write down one first prize and ten second prizes, the rest will come, as long as the paintings are not ghostwritten Third prize.

There are not only judges in the exhibition hall, but also painters participating in the competition. Ju An circled around and stopped in front of a painting. After looking at it for a while, a man came over and said, "What do you think of my painting?".

Hearing this, Ju An turned to look at the man next to him, with a whisker on his chin, a small braid tied behind his head, black-rimmed glasses, a torn T-shirt, and the pockets on his trousers were about to open. This is a grocery store, and I don't know if the pants are brown or gray. On my feet is a large brown leather shoe. Ju An looked at it and thought: This is the artist in the eyes of my buddy, and he looks like a dick. Standing in this position, my legs trembled as if they were cramping.

"How can I know if it's good or bad, I'm just looking at it blindly, at most I can see if it looks like it or not," Ju An said with a smile.

The man listened and nodded: "I saw you coming in with them, and I thought you were studying art."After he finished speaking, he continued to look at his painting on the wall.

Ju An said to the artist, "How do you feel about your painting?".

After listening to Ju An's words, the man looked at Ju An with an idiot-looking expression: "It goes without saying that I painted the best here. If the first prize is not mine, there must be a shady scene."

"Then congratulations, you can sign a contract with the gallery," Ju An said with a smile after listening to the artist's answer.Regardless of confidence or conceit, confidence is always a good thing.

The young artist shook his head at Ju An and said, "I will not sign a contract with this gallery! There are no successful examples of the newly opened gallery, and there is no experience in domestic operations."

"Are you a gallery with a contract?" Ju looked at the man and asked.

The young painter shook his head: "No, no one has discovered my talent before, but I believe that I will be able to sign a gallery soon. After I was shortlisted, several galleries will talk to me about this matter, but the price It's a little inappropriate, but now I'm a little bit nervous, and it's estimated that there will be results soon." The man said with a proud smile on his face.

Hearing this man's words, Ju An's heart became entangled. This stall is too big and the publicity is too good, but it has become the Tang Monk meat in the eyes of others, and they are all ready to take a spoonful of meat from their buddies' bowls and eat them. These people also have different thoughts one after another.

After taking a break, I turned around again, and I happened to see the wonderful big man in the capital looking at the painting of the young painter. After listening to this man say a few words, he turned his head and walked towards the painting next to him. The young artist glanced at the big name and walked out of the exhibition hall.

Ju An walked up to the big name and asked, "How was that person's painting just now?".

"Except for the so-called temperament and arrogance of the artist, the level of painting is just average. There is nothing outstanding and nothing to fail." The big name glanced at Ju An and said.

Ju An didn't care if he listened to it, watching the big man clutching the award paper with his back behind his back, there was not a word on the award paper, this strange old man had not chosen a single one.

There was nothing to do, so Ju An went straight out of the exhibition hall and ran to the main desk. Xiao Qin's business attire now looks like a city white-collar worker, and according to Zhao Qifeng, he is now the head of the main desk and has many subordinates. After the two soldiers, the three little girls stood up from their seats when they saw Ju An approaching, and Ju An waved to the two of them: "Find me a room upstairs, I'll go in by myself and rest for a while. ".

"The partition door upstairs is not locked, and there is no one on the north side," Xiao Qin said to Ju An with a smile.

After hearing this, Ju An nodded and walked upstairs. He found a cubicle with no one. Ju An sat down on the chair. It was not very good at this time, and now he is a little sleepy.Find a place to take a nap.

More than 50 paintings are not many. After more than two hours, the judges ranked their own rankings. Zhao Qifeng began to count the votes after receiving the votes. The person who got the most votes would win the first prize.By noon, the rankings were already out.

After taking a nap for a while, Ju An walked to Wang Fan's side and asked Wang Fan, "Awards will be awarded in the afternoon?".
Wang Fan shook his head and said, "No, the awards won't be available until tomorrow morning, when the sub-province in charge of culture will come over to give out the awards. We've done a good job of publicity, and the competition is very influential. Of course, people need to come over to film the news or something. In the afternoon, I mainly talked with these painters about signing contracts, and Zhao Qifeng is ready."

Ju An listened and nodded. Anyway, he didn't have to let them go.

Is there anything in the afternoon?Of course there is. The business of the gallery owners in Ju'an is to continue to accompany these big names to dinner. Fortunately, everyone is a cultural person. There is nothing to drink at the wine table, and everyone is very casual, there is no noise, and these It's called eating when people eat. Ju An took a meatball and put it in her mouth, thinking happily.

When it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Qifeng arrived at Ju An's room. After a while, Mike and Miles also followed.

"The first prize winners are unwilling to sign with us, the second prize winners are only three people willing to sign with our gallery, and the third prize winners are eight," Zhao Qifeng said with his head drooping.

"Why are there only eleven?" Ju An asked while looking at the materials in his hand.even want to dance

Zhao Qifeng said: "I don't know too much. Many of them are reluctant to sign with us, saying that our gallery has no good people, and they have no experience in operation."

Ju An closed the clip, told Mike and the others what happened in the morning, and said with a smile: "We are going to recruit young painters, who knows that people are also thinking about us, and we won an award here. The bonus has a reputation, and it's just a weight when signing with other galleries."

Wang Fan said with a smile: "Now who is not a living thief, you are only allowed to plot against others, and others are not allowed to plot against you. I think so many are good, anyway, there are still eleven people in hand."Then he reached out and patted Zhao Qifeng's shoulder: "Old Zhao did a good job."

Wang Fan looked at Ju An in a daze and smiled and joked: "What are you thinking about, I told you that changing the rankings is not acceptable! We agreed, but the old guys outside won't agree."

"What am I doing?" Ju An listened to Wang Fan's words and said with a smile: "I thought we gave a lot of money, but who knows that less than a quarter of the people who look at it will be in China? The art market is so prosperous, and all the young artists are from wealthy backgrounds.”

"After eleven, it's eleven. Now Mike is relieved. He was going to do several exhibitions in the United States in two batches, but he saved him from next spring." Wang Fan said with a smile: "You too Don't blame others, blame Zhao Qifeng for planning it so well, and it's the whole thing that makes these people small."

Mike shook his head gently: "I can't save it in the spring, let their new works go by then."

(End of this chapter)