Chapter 260 Selling Paintings
At the end of July, thanks to Teacher Guo and Professor Li of Qingmei, Wang Shan was able to hold an exhibition in a gallery in Pengcheng.
The works exhibited this time are nearly fifty works selected by the two masters.
The two teachers also supported their student's painting exhibition. Not only did they personally attend the exhibition to support her, they also invited many friends in the industry and the collection circle to come and show their support.
Just like today, Guo Dongyuan personally brought Mr. Zhang from Hong Kong here.
Wang Shan quickly went up to him, "Teacher."
"This must be our top student. It's true that heroes emerge from youth." Mr. Zhang praised with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, you are too kind. She is just a child, how can she deserve the title of 'hero'? I just want to take this opportunity to ask for your advice." Guo Dongyuan was very humble, but his face looked very complacent.
Wang Shan stood behind the teacher and smiled. In this situation, she didn't need to answer, she just needed to listen quietly.
"Please." Guo Dongyuan stretched out his hand to signal Mr. Zhang to go first, and then he would follow.
Mr. Zhang did not refuse and walked straight to the first work.
"It's rare to find modern people painting Chinese paintings." Mr. Zhang nodded slightly.
"This is a group of paintings that my apprentice made when he went to Wisconsin in 2008 and was inspired by the scenes of Wisconsin's reconstruction," Guo Dongyuan introduced softly.
In just the time it took to say these few words, Mr. Zhang had already begun to seriously appreciate the painting in front of him.
The painting shows a group of workers at work. The enthusiasm they display forms a sharp contrast with the collapsed ruins not far away.
Even more interesting is that under the ruins, a small green seedling sprouted. These two simple strokes of green make the entire picture full of vitality.
Mr. Zhang looked at it for a long time without saying a word.
They are collectors, so other things are easy to do, but they must have a good eye.
The painting in front of us has a steady brushwork and a good conception, and it really has potential among contemporary young people.
He had a premonition that in time, the Chinese painting world would have another master, and it was no wonder that a master like Guo Dongyuan would come out to support his apprentice.
Guo Dongyuan was accompanying him and didn't urge him.
When he saw this painting, he felt that his young apprentice was ready to become a master.
Mr. Zhang turned around and looked at Wang Shan. "Xiao Wang, I want to collect this painting. What do you think?"
Wang Shan shook her head. "I'm sorry, this painting is from the 'Journey to Wisconsin' series. I have promised to leave the entire series to my alma mater."
Although Mr. Zhang felt a little regretful, he did not force it.
"Mr. Zhang, why are you in such a hurry? This is only the first painting." Guo Dongyuan asked him to continue looking at the rest.
Following "Journey to Weizhou" is the "Jiangnan" series of landscape paintings.
As the name suggests, the painting depicts the scenery of Jiangnan.
"this……"
Mr. Zhang couldn't help but walk to a painting and couldn't help but reach out and touch it carefully through the glass.
Guo Dongyuan was very puzzled. Why did this scene of West Lake make him lose his composure so much?
After a long time, Mr. Zhang took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes. "Excuse me."
"What's the big deal? It's just that the scene reminded me of my past." Guo Dongyuan waved his hand.
"Xiao Wang, I would like to ask you a question." Mr. Zhang looked at Wang Shan steadily.
"Please go ahead." Wang Shan was a little nervous, but she didn't show it on her face.
"Have you ever given a painting to an old lady? By the West Lake."
Wang Shan remembered what happened at the West Lake State Guesthouse that year, and nodded, "The painting is not finished yet."
"That's it." Mr. Zhang walked up to Wang Shan, took out his mobile phone and opened the photo album.
"My mother really likes your paintings. She wanted to ask you for your contact information at that time, but something happened at home and she missed it. She still feels bad about it from time to time. Look, the painting is still hanging in my mother's room."
Wang Shan looked at her unfinished painting on her phone and couldn't help but sigh: "It's my honor to be liked by your mother."
"So, can I take this complete painting of West Lake home?" Mr. Zhang looked at Wang Shan sincerely, "I think my mother will be very surprised."
"Thank you for your kindness." Wang Shan agreed.
Mr. Zhang was also very happy. “In the future, if you want to hold an exhibition in Hong Kong, you don’t have to look for galleries and curators.”
Wang Shan didn't react.
"Hurry up and thank Mr. Zhang!" Guo Dongyuan pushed his closed disciple.
"Thank you, thank you!" Wang Shan bowed to him.
Next, the group continued to look at the paintings.
While watching, Guo Dongyuan would sometimes ask Wang Shan to explain what scene she had chosen and how she felt at the time.
For every painting in the world, only the person who painted it understands it best.
After her explanation, everyone in the group watched and nodded, occasionally taking her perspective and feeling something different.
In the end, Mr. Zhang took a fancy to quite a few paintings, but after negotiation, he only took away six.
For six paintings, Mr. Zhang gave a check for fifty thousand yuan.
After Wang Shan received the check, she was overjoyed and could not hide the excitement in her eyes.
There is no way. Although Wang Shan likes painting because of her passion, painters also need to eat.
If she didn't have a family to support her, how could she have received the master's guidance? Where can I paint without distraction?
"You are a new artist, so everyone would lower the price a little bit. But I see that Mr. Zhang likes your paintings, and we have some connection, so the price this time is already very good."
After sending Mr. Zhang away, Guo Dongyuan told his apprentice the truth.
Wang Shan nodded and said, "If I didn't have a teacher, I wouldn't be able to sell my paintings."
"Don't underestimate yourself. The masters in the industry still admire you, but remember not to be arrogant or impatient, calm down and continue painting." Guo Dongyuan reminded, "Don't think about fame and fortune, you have a long way to go in the future!"
"Thank you, teacher." Wang Shan took these words to heart.
On the last day of the exhibition, relatives and friends came to show their support.
Wang Shan stood at the door and greeted relatives and friends with a smile.
The beauty with bright eyes and white teeth stood in front of the exhibition hall with a charming smile, attracting all her friends to look at Yan Shen.
After Yan Shen entered university, he never concealed his feelings. He would go to the Academy of Fine Arts whenever he had free time, running around for Wang Shan and even followed her when she went sketching during the holidays.
Except that the parties involved haven't revealed the truth, anyone with a discerning eye can see that these two people are just like they are dating.
Yan Shen kept his eyes on Wang Shan with a proud look on his face.
"When are you going to confess? I'm so anxious for you. It's been six or seven years since we went to high school. You're really patient!" Huang Xinxin really admired him.
"Today." Yan Shen said in a low voice.
"What?" Huang Xinxin raised her voice, then immediately covered her mouth.
"I plan to confess today." Yan Shen took a deep breath and suppressed his nervousness. "Is it okay for me to dress like this?"
He has a tall figure, handsome features, and is wearing a well-fitting suit. He looks like a young elite.
"No problem."
Han Yiyi on the side was curious: "Student Councillor, are you planning to confess in front of your uncle and aunt?"
Yan Shen didn't dare to do that. "Didn't Wang Shan say to invite all the students to the Lemon Tree to have a gathering tonight? I have asked someone to arrange everything. I hope everyone will come and witness it then."
"come on!"
Huang Xinxin and Han Yiyi cheered them on.
…
In the evening, when Wang Xiuren came to pick up his daughter, before he got out of the car, he saw his daughter and Yan Shen standing at the door holding hands to see them off.
One in a suit and tie, the other in a flowing skirt.
If you don’t know, you might think they are a newlywed couple.
Wang Xiuren's face darkened and he slammed the car door shut.
Wang Shan raised her head when she heard the voice, and met her father's cold eyes across the street.
She wanted to let go, but her eyes were full of courage and she refused to let go: "Don't be afraid, if uncle wants to beat you, he will beat me."
"My dad won't beat anyone!" Wang Shan acted like a little girl in front of him, which she never did in front of her family. "If my dad scolds you, you can't get angry, let alone lose your temper."
Yan Shen assured her: "How could that be? Your father deserves to beat me, not to mention scolding me."
"It's good that you know it!" Wang Xiuren walked up to the two of them and sneered.
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