Chapter 230 (1/2)
It's cheap. It's only 100 yuan a month. He paid it for a year. I don't have much money in my pocket. I bought an induction cooker to carry back two cases of instant noodles. After hesitation, I only bought a ham sausage. I didn't buy an egg because it was too expensive. Then I bought a bundle of processed vegetables when I went through the vegetable market. I think it's very good. I can cook instant noodles with vegetables.
He pasted his great dream and goal on the wall for one year and won the title of excellent painter.
Two years later, an exhibition was held.
In the past three years, there were 500000 paintings, which earned both fame and wealth.
Four years, live in a big villa, drive a small sports car!
Five years, life is complete!
Start painting!
He takes out the energy to catch up with his homework. He doesn't eat, drink or sleep. He paints and paints. Day and night painting. When he was hungry, he cooked instant noodles. He cooked five bags at a time, ate them all and drank the soup. Even in the cooking pot, he put some hot water around and drank the oil in the seasoning bag on the edge of the pot.
After painting for a month, I went to the gallery with seven or eight paintings in my arms. I went to find a kind of broker who specializes in selling paintings to sell them. These brokers would send business cards to all schools. It was well said at the beginning that they would be responsible for selling the paintings as long as they were taken over. Each of them is not equal.
Xiaobai found it, but the agent was very happy when he saw Xiaobai's painting, and then asked. ”Sir, which school did you graduate from? Who did you learn from? What's your big size
”My name is Jiang Xiaobai.”
The agent gave a look, and then his smile faded and he put the painting on.
”Mr. Jiang, I think the temple is too small for you. Would you like to ask elsewhere? ”
”Didn't you say you could buy it for us as long as we painted?”
”The art market is in a slump recently. I can't afford to buy it! ”
Xiaobaixing came here in a rush. When he was told that, he had to go away with the painting in his arms.
Anyway, it's not this family. He can go to a second one.
When the agent of the second company heard that his name was Jiang Xiaobai, he also looked a little strange.
”Our clients like characters, not landscapes. You're not up to our standards. ” The third agent didn't even look at the painting.
”We don't accept paintings by artists who are not famous.” the fourth, the fifth, the tenth
Xiaobai walked around, carrying so many paintings on his back, and went to more than ten houses. None of them said it was OK.
The last one. Xiao Bai has to sell his paintings. He's running out of money next month. Since graduation, he made an oath and set a goal, he would not want his parents' money. But he also had no money. He thought that as long as he sold the painting, he could get the living expenses, but it didn't seem so smooth.
”Can I sell it cheaply? I don't want a painting. Twenty thousand, ten thousand? ”
Xiaobai pushes the picture forward.
”I'm the third best new artist. My paintings are worth the money. So, eight paintings, seventy thousand? Fifty thousand? ”
The agent shook his head with a smile.
”Thirty thousand?”
Xiaobai has gritted his teeth. This is a big loss sale.
The agent sneered and returned the painting.
”Give me two hundred. I don't want any space.”
”Well, what kind of paintings do you accept? I will go to change, draw the ”you will never meet our standards! Mr. Jiang, I advise you to change your career as soon as possible. ”
Small white stares round eye, ”what meaning? What do you mean
The agent smiles.
”See off!”
Xiaobai ran for a day, dry mouth, rice did not eat, was driven out.
Xiaobai doesn't understand. Why? One family refuses, all refuse? Didn't he get the third place in the rookie competition? At that time, some people paid 50000 yuan for his entries. He didn't sell them for commemoration. How can it be reduced to 200 now? No one wants them?
He strides forward, he is full of hope for the future, he runs all the way to a better new life, but the reality directly digs a big pit in front of him, he does not fall, the pit is also full of thorns and thorns, cut him black and blue.
Fang Zheng knew that he was going out of the customs today, and he was also in a bad mood in the past two months. I'm still concerned about how Xiaobai is today.
”The agent said that even if no one wanted 200 paintings, they would still occupy space. He advised me to change my profession as soon as possible, saying that I could not sell any paintings. Fang Zheng, I, am I not good at painting? Did you see the picture I sent you? To be fair with you. Am I going backwards? ”
Xiaobai is anxious to correct his mistake.
”No, Xiaobai, your paintings are as good as at school.”
”Then why not sell it?”