People like Jamie are common abroad.
In order to realize my artistic dream, I will save money for many years and then go to the dream college to study.
"Have you ever worked in an art institution?"
Qin Jing'an wanted to ask a question.
Jamie nodded. "Of course, training a child costs more than waiting tables."
"But those rich people don't really understand my art."
"So I ended up serving dishes."
It’s not that I don’t understand, it’s just that I can’t see it.
Qin Jing'an couldn't bear to dampen Jamie's enthusiasm.
Let him talk endlessly.
Until he was exhausted, Qin Jingan said with a hint of meaning:
"What about that institution at the school gate? It's so close, maybe I can work and study there?"
Unexpectedly, Jamie, who was so passionate just now, suddenly fell silent as if he had heard a ghost story.
He looked around and pulled Qin Jingan to a corner.
"That institution is not a good place!"
"How do you say that?"
Qin Jing'an winked at Ningning behind him, indicating that she should write it down.
Jamie said mysteriously, "I failed the entrance exam three times before I enrolled, so I've met a lot of people."
"Some of the seniors from previous classes went to Yijing after graduation."
"But I haven't seen them since then. They seem to be busy all day long."
Disappear after joining the company?
Qin Jing'an's heart was pounding.
He suddenly became interested and pulled the busy staff member to find some paper and pen.
Jamie was puzzled.
"I bought a painting before, and the artist was someone I had met once before."
"I'm sorry I didn't get to know him as well as you did."
"I wonder if you could draw it for me?"
Qin Jing'an narrates the characteristics, which are filled in by Jamie.
This was Jamie's first time trying such a new challenge.
He picked up the charcoal pencil and said confidently:
“Let’s get started!”
"Like me, an Oriental." Qin Jing'an closed his eyes and recalled carefully, "Very thin, with a high forehead, thick eyebrows, double eyelids, and a high nose bridge..."
He spoke slowly but very logically.
From top to bottom, first the general outline, then the details of the facial features.
Jamie became more and more adept at painting.
After Qin Jing'an stopped describing, he also set a tone for the picture.
"Is it him?"
Qin Jing'an nodded after just one glance.
Jamie's drawing was exactly the same.
Although he is not very good at oil painting, he may be a genius in this area.
Qin Jing'an praised Jamie generously, and he felt like he was floating in the air.
"Brother Jamie, you just said that you have been in the academy for a long time. Do you know this person?"
Jamie was about to say he didn't know her, but then he felt she looked familiar.
He pursed his lips tightly, seeming a little conflicted.
Qin Jingning spoke softly:
"Maybe he used to be fat and ruddy."
Taking drugs will make people lose weight and look unrecognizable.
When she reminded him of this, Jamie suddenly had an epiphany and covered his mouth as if he had just woken up from a dream.
"impossible."
"How could it be him?!"
He grabbed Qin Jingan and asked, "Where have you seen him?!"
Qin Jing'an didn't answer directly, but asked: "Do you know him?"
How could I not know him!
Jamie was practically going crazy.
He took a few steps impatiently and then stuffed the portrait into Qin Jing'an's hands.
"Wang, we also call him King."
"He was an outstanding graduate two years ago. He was the brightest rising star among his classmates. His works were awakened from their slumber and sold at sky-high prices."
"Over the years, it has been said that he is very famous abroad and is also very popular in his own country."
"How did it become like this?"
Outstanding graduate?
Qin Jing'an's heart skipped a beat again.
Could it be that he was going in the wrong direction?
"What will you do if no one likes or bids for your paintings at the end of the exhibition?" Qin Jing'an asked another question to verify his guess.
Jamie was now immersed in the huge changes in King.
He replied dully:
"What else can we do? The academy will buy them all as a last-ditch effort to protect the students."
“And then throw it all in the trash.”
In this case, their target is not these students with mediocre qualifications at all.
"Jamie, it's my honor to meet you. I hope to see your paintings in other places in the future."
Qin Jing'an handed him a personal business card with a contact address on it.
"If you encounter difficulties, you can come to me."
"If you find King, please let me know."
Jamie seemed to be upset about how his former genius had become.
Qin Jing'an nodded, picked up Jamie's painting and left without looking back.
He had it all wrong.
I originally thought that the institution controlled a group of students to act as ghostwriters, continuously producing paintings or forgeries to supply to companies that resell art.
But why use such cheap paintings as contraband to control people?
You know, these things are very valuable. If you have the free time, you might as well buy them at the street stalls.
It is obvious that he controls a group of elite painters.
They were given a false reputation for traveling around the world to participate in exhibitions.
In fact, they were locked in a dark room, constantly producing chemical reactions like poultry.
Like King, his paintings are naturally exquisite.
It is no problem for him to imitate the master's forgery.
Only in this way can an ordinary painting be sold at a sky-high price.
And Yijing doesn’t even need to pay wages.
Just need to control them.
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