Rebirth of the Nine-Three Era

After the interview, I returned to the room and my son slept soundly.

He told his wife about the interview.

"After being interviewed in this pictorial magazine, your reputation will become even more famous." Lin Wanting said.

"It doesn't matter if I'm famous or not. Painting is just a hobby for me. Besides, even if I don't paint, we won't be short of money."

The next morning I went to the restaurant and ordered two breakfasts.

I ordered a small bowl of porridge and a few steamed buns for Xiaobao.

The participating painters gathered in the restaurant for breakfast.

At this time Xu Chirui walked in and saw Huang Yuan and others introducing themselves to the painters who were having breakfast.

Xu Chirui clapped his hands and said loudly: "Fellow painter comrades, I have something happy to announce. No matter whose work it is, no matter which collector negotiates the price for you, no matter what the price is, I will keep it based on the original price." Add one thousand to the winning painting. Two thousand will be added to the winning work. Remember, my name is Xu Chirui. If you have any paintings, just come to me. I will definitely give you the highest price."

When Huang Yuan and the other two people heard what he said, they felt bad.

This old Xu went too far. He actually wanted them not to receive a single painting from this exhibition.

Huang Jianchun said frustratedly: "Aren't we making wedding clothes for him? What's the fun?"

Maluhe said angrily: "Since he said this, we will deliberately raise the purchase price so that he can pay more."

Huang Yuan said: "You are not afraid of stumbling on your own feet. In case he said it deliberately, we negotiated a good price with the painter, but in the end he did not take over. Those painters would only say that we did not keep our words, and then we almost The bad reputation has spread, and if we go to art exhibitions to collect paintings in the future, no one will pay attention to us."

Huang Jianchun: "This is the truth. Alas, what we did yesterday was wrong. Our financial resources are indeed not as good as his."

A few people still used every opportunity to negotiate the purchase price with the painter who was having breakfast.

Xu Chirui took a piece of breakfast and sat at Yin Yuan's dining table.

"Mr. Xu, why bother fighting with them? Isn't it good for everyone to be harmonious and make money?"

Xu Chirui said angrily: "These rotten people are very annoying. They are like this every year. They blatantly steal business from me wherever they go. This approach itself is very annoying. Since this method is adopted, then I will fight with them to see who can beat whom?"

He said to Yin Yuan: "From now on, if your Yin painter's paintings are less than [-] per square foot, don't take action. Call me at any time and I will come and collect them."

The five paintings that Yin Yuan participated in this exhibition are all [-] square feet. According to the price he said, the regular price of each painting is also [-] yuan. Now he has given an extra [-] yuan, which is considered a high price.

After breakfast, everyone headed to the museum.

This time Yin Yuanxue was smarter. In the hotel, he took his son to the bathroom and pooped.

Once we arrived at the museum, we took him to the bathroom to urinate.

The award ceremony was held in a large conference room of the museum.

Wanting said: "Either I should wait for you outside, I'm afraid Xiaobao will cause trouble inside later."

Yin Yuan said: "Let's find a seat near the door. If he wants to make trouble, take him outside."

Moreover, the bag carries picture flashcards and several animation picture books. When the little guy sometimes flips through these books, he won't make any noise at all.

Seeing that the time was almost up, they entered the conference hall and found a seat at the door to sit down.

After taking one look, Wanting said to him quietly: "Most of the people here are old painters, and their temples are all gray. You are the only young painters."

Yin Yuan said: "The older you get, the deeper your skills become. Without decades of skills, it is difficult to become a famous painter."

Wanting asked him back: "What about you? Do you have decades of experience?"

Yin Yuan said: "When Xiaoqin interviewed me yesterday, I told him that I liked to scribble everywhere when I was very young. I started when I was five or six years old, so I have decades of experience."

Several old painters in front were talking in low voices. Although the scene was noisy, he could still hear them clearly.

"I heard that the first prize this time was taken away by a young painter named Yin Yuan. He was also the first prize winner in the cutting-edge art exhibition a few months ago."

"The Emerging Talent Award is an award set up for newcomers to make their debut. After winning the award, they will be sent to the Academy of Fine Arts to study for two months. He just won the Emerging Talent Award, and now he has won another award in this art exhibition. This young man has good painting skills."

"Winning this art exhibition means that I can participate in the Beijing Art Exhibition in a few months."

"It seems that our province is about to produce a famous painter. Alas, it seems that the old painter Li Xiancai can't survive for a few more days. The painting world in Guangdong Province is supported by Guan Shangui."

"Painter Li is dying. Alas, let's go to the hospital to visit him later?"

At this time, Yu Yangguang, Guan Shangao, and several leaders of the Artists Association walked into the venue with serious faces.

There were three young women playing the guzheng on the front stage.

Yu Yangguang motioned for them to leave.

He said into the microphone: "I'm wasting everyone's time, because a few of us have just arrived from the hospital. I want to tell you some sad news. Comrade Li Xiancai, the leading figure in our province's painting circles, left us at nine o'clock this morning due to ineffective treatment. Li The teacher is a banner of our Guangdong Province painting circle, and his death is a huge loss to the Guangdong Province Painting Association. I recommend mourning for his death for three minutes..."

The whole place fell silent for a moment.

Xiaobao, who was reading the pictorial, looked at everyone in the hall with wide-open eyes in surprise, and even used his small hands to pick up his father's chin.

Yu Yangguang then introduced the situation of this exhibition.

There were 28 painters participating in the exhibition, all of whom participated in the exhibition in the form of group paintings.

The age range of the painters includes old, middle and young people, which represents the true level of the painting world in Guangdong Province.

He specially introduced the young painter Yin Yuan.

He glanced around at the audience and said in surprise: "Hey, where is Comrade Yin Yuan? Why don't you see Comrade Yin Yuan?"

Yin Yuan stood up and stretched out his hand to signal: "I'm here."

Guan Shanjie and Yu Yangguang finally saw him, and all eyes were on him.

"Hey, why are you sitting in the corner of the last row? Come sit in the front, meet everyone, and introduce yourself."

Yin Yuan said: "I am taking care of a child. I am afraid that he will make a noise and affect everyone."

Wanting took her son from his hand, pushed him and said, "You go and sit in the front. I'll just take Xiaobao here."

Yin Yuan saw that everyone was looking at him, so he had no choice but to stand up and walk to the front.

When several old painters present saw him, they all said happily: "Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth. Painter Yin is so young, and he will definitely become a banner in the painting circles of Guangdong Province in the future."

One of the middle-aged painters whispered: "I heard that Painter Yin's ancestral home is in Gan Province, but I don't know if he will return to his ancestral home to develop after he becomes famous?"

Another person said: "Mr. Feng is a disciple of Master Fu and a representative figure in the painting circle of Gan Province. You can't poach the rising talents of our Guangdong Province painting circle."

One of them said: "Painter Yin's wife is from Jiangming, and Painter Yin has a business in Jiangming, and his career is developing very well. She will definitely not abandon Jiang Ming's career and return to Gan Province. Teacher Feng may not be able to poach him even if he wants to. …”

Painter Feng curled his lips and said: "Can you be more generous? It is said that art knows no borders, not to mention that it is all domestic. You invited me to attend the conference, and now you are guarding me like a thief. This is you Guangguo’s way of hospitality?”

At this time, Yin Yuan walked to the front and introduced himself to everyone.

There were TV stations filming at the scene, and reporters were taking photos.

Then Yu Yangguang announced the list of winners.

Yin Yuan's "Miner" photo series received 49800 likes from the audience and 5 full marks from experts, 50000 points for a total of 99800 points. It ranked first and undisputedly won the first prize.

2 points more than No. 9800.

Among them, two people won the second prize and five people won the third prize.

The winning prizes include works by ten painters.

Cai Lihua's "Young Woman at the Farmer's Market" won the third prize, and Li Weihong's "Wood Carver" and Xue Weidong's "Small Alley" both won the winning prize.

The other painters are all old painters, and Yin Yuan is not familiar with them.

Then the prizes and certificates are awarded.

Yin Yuan's first prize received a bonus of 5 yuan and a gold-plated certificate.

The staff handed the five exhibition paintings to him at the same time.

The second prize is worth [-] yuan, and the third prize is worth [-] yuan.

Even the winning prize has a bonus of [-].

It was unexpected that Yin Yuan and several newbies could achieve such results this time.

After the meeting, Yin Yuan met Xu Chirui and Hu Kewu at the door. They each set up a working platform and began to purchase the paintings from the painter one by one.

Hu Kewu's "Lingnan Pictorial" only needs to obtain the works of first-, second-, and third-rate painters, and several professional photographers will take photos of the winning paintings.

Sign a publishing license agreement with the artist, and then pay the artist the reward.

This time Hu Kewu first paid him [-] yuan for the publication fee for his paintings. As for the interview fee, he asked Yin Yuan to leave an account and said that when Xiaoqin's manuscript came out, he would first send it to Yin Yuan for review. Publish it again, and then we will see how many words there are, and then we will pay the royalties.

Of course Yin Yuan has no objection.

He saw Xu Chirui busy.

Other painters showed him their works, and as long as they told Huang Yuan the price paid by several collectors, he would not hesitate to add one thousand for each painting.

Of course, painters are all simple-minded people, and no one is opportunistic.

The prices for the same grade were about the same. Even those that didn't get the ranking, he collected them at the lowest price of [-] each.

Xu Chirui arranged for two people to pay specifically. There were mountains of banknotes piled on the table. The scene was quite spectacular, but fortunately there were security guards around to maintain order.

Other idlers are not allowed to come even half a step closer.

Yin Yuan was waiting in line at the back with a few paintings. Xu Chirui saw him and pulled him in directly.

"Painter Yin's works are the highlights of this exhibition. Others have to queue, but you don't."

He collected Yin Yuan's five paintings and asked the finance department to pay Yin Yuan the remaining 20 in cash.

The finance officer specially packed the cash in a plastic bag and handed it to Yin Yuan.

With more than 20 in cash in hand, it was definitely safe to rush back to the hotel.

As soon as he entered the hotel lobby, a gray-haired old man followed a few steps behind him and entered the elevator with him.

"Hello, Painter Yin, I am Feng Tianqing and I am also a painter. I went to attend the award ceremony together today, so I recognize you."

Yin Yuan had actually heard their discussion and knew that Feng Tianqing was Master Fu's proud disciple and had a certain reputation in the national painting circles.

"Hello, Teacher Feng. I have seen your paintings in illustrated magazines. I have a lot to learn from you. I have also seen a lot of Master Fu's paintings."

The elevator reaches the eighth floor. The painters participating in this exhibition all live on the eighth floor.

Feng Tianqing watched Yin Yuan enter room 819.

He said: "Do you mind if I chat with you for a few words?"

Yin Yuan said: "It is my greatest honor to be able to chat with Teacher Feng and accept your teachings."

In addition to the guest room, the room where they live has a small reception room where they can drink tea and chat.

Lin Wanting made tea for them.

Feng Tianqing said: "I know Xiao Yin, you are from Gan Province and I am a fellow villager."

"Where is Teacher Feng from Gan Province?"

"My ancestral home is Gangzhou City, and now I work for the Hongcheng City Artists Association. Alas, Xiao Yin's painting skills are so high, why hasn't he risen to the top in Yuyang County or Luqi County before?"

Talented people will make a difference no matter where they are.

He just couldn't figure it out. Based on Yin Yuan's painting skills, he should have been a painter when he worked in Qishan Mine a few years ago.

He is in charge of the Provincial Artists Association, and he is very aware of the young people with painting talents in the cities and counties under his jurisdiction.

But he had never seen Yin Yuan's name before.

Duan Yuan said: "I used to work as a mining technician in Qishan Mine. Even if I had skills in this area, I didn't dare to let the leaders know, otherwise they would think that I was not doing my job properly."

In fact, he has participated in several youth painting exhibitions held in Gangzhou City, but he has never won a place.

Because at that time his paintings were still relatively childish.

It was not until after his rebirth that he had decades of creative experience and skills from his previous life and later, and his painting skills improved by leaps and bounds.

Of course this cannot be explained clearly.

Feng Tianqing said: "With your current painting skills, you can still do well even if you don't come to Guangdong to work. If you are in Gan Province, you can be the head of the Artists Association in either Pingxiang City or Gangzhou City. You can even go to Hongdu can be the head of the Artists Association."

He looked at Yin Yuan with interest.

Yin Yuan said seriously: "It is impossible to return to my hometown now. My household registration has been moved to Jiangming, and I got married and had children. Besides, I opened a decoration company, a building materials factory, and a construction company in Jiangming. Commercial streets and paint factories are under steady construction. In fact, painting is just my hobby, and I am more comfortable doing business to make money."

Feng Tianqing was extremely surprised: "I didn't expect you to do so much business. In fact, you now have this painting skill. Even if you concentrate on painting, your financial situation will not be very bad."

Of course Yin Yuan knew what he said was true.

After selling five paintings, he received more than 40 yuan, and he actually spent less than a month.

This is without putting all his energy into it. With his current painting skills, would it be difficult to become a millionaire or even a multi-millionaire?

But his goal in this life is definitely not just to achieve a breakthrough in painting, he also wants to realize himself in the business.

Feng Tianqing finally knew that it was completely impossible to persuade him to return to his hometown in Gan Province.