Because there were activities the next day, the party ended just after 8pm.

Wang Zhen arranged a vehicle to take Jiang Zhe and his group back to the hotel.

Jiang Zhe returned to his room and called his parents first.

Jiang Yi and his wife were very excited when they heard about Jiang Zhe's experience today, and asked which provincial TV station would broadcast the news at that time?
Jiang Zhe told the approximate time.

Jiang Yi said happily that he should be prepared to record the report.

After ending the call, Jiang Zhe dialed Sister Liao's number.

Sister Liao first congratulated Jiang Zhe, and after hearing his doubts, she smiled and said, "You think too highly of me. Although I know some friends, I didn't lobby that media. They must have their own standards. You should have confidence in yourself."

After listening to Sister Liao's words, Jiang Zhe felt more relaxed.

While they returned to the hotel to rest, some small gatherings within the circle were still going on.

"I didn't expect that even such a storm couldn't knock that guy down." A man put his wine glass on the table.

Someone nearby fanned the flames: "There's nothing we can do. Things have come to this point. We can only watch a young man come forward. Let's just watch him eat a piece of fat meat in the circle openly?"

"Why? We have worked so hard for so many years, but our works may not be able to sell for so much money. What qualifications does he have to come forward? And he even puts himself above us." Someone was indignant.

"Tell me, with so many of us working together, we can't actually do anything to a kid who just showed up." The person who spoke was a little drunk and included everyone who was participating in the party.

"What's the use of having more people? Man proposes, God disposes." A man with a hedgehog head squinted and said, "I heard that someone came forward to protect him.

Not only that, he may also receive a prize at the art museum tomorrow."

The skinny man sitting next to him said, "It's all your fault. If you had asked your teacher to intervene, this wouldn't have happened."

The complained hedgehog-head glanced at him and said, "My teacher won't take care of such things."

"Your teacher doesn't think highly of you at all." The skinny man sneered.

When Hedgehog Head heard this, he immediately got angry: "Who the hell are you! You're the one who fanned the flames. You're nowhere to be found when people are working hard, and when things go wrong, it's all someone else's fault." As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass in his hand and pretended to smash it.

The skinny man was frightened and jumped up like a skinny monkey.

Seeing that the two men were getting anxious and about to fight, the people around them hurried to try to persuade them to stop.

Hedgehog Head didn't really mean to smash it, so he put the cup down and walked away.

He took the lead and others left one after another
The person who organized the party saw this scene and sighed.

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Early Sunday morning, Jiang Zhe and his group arrived at the Huaguo Art Museum.

Today's launching ceremony may not be as grand as yesterday's opening ceremony, but it is still very lively.

At the launching ceremony, representatives of the organizer and some guests came to congratulate and deliver speeches.

The audience included not only the participating painters, but also friends invited by these people and many foreign artists.

The works of these foreign artists are exhibited at the Millennium Monument. They come here to attend the opening ceremony because after the opening ceremony, the winning works of the Biennale will be announced and a grand award ceremony will be held.

When the ceremony started, no audience left the stage.

Although most people know that it is difficult for them to win the prize, they all want to see who the final winner will be.

At the invitation of the host, the judging panel came to the podium.

Three domestic judges and three foreign judges spoke separately.

The foreign judges who participated in the selection made a special statement that they all agreed that the overall level of the Chinese works on display was very high and it was difficult to judge them with a few awards, so they would not make any selection this time.

The host invited the first award presenter to come on stage: a curator from abroad.

The curator did not speak Chinese, so someone beside him translated for him. After a brief opening speech, he took out an envelope and read out the list of winners of the Best Works Award.

The winners were an Italian artist, a German artist, and an Iranian artist. The three painters or artists whose names were called walked up to the podium amid applause.

The three people shook hands with the award presenters respectively, and after receiving the trophies, everyone's face was filled with warm smiles.

The winners showed their trophies to the audience, and the applause became even louder.

The second award presenter was a critic.

This foreign critic understands Chinese.

Although the accent is a bit strange, everyone can understand it.

“I would like to thank the organizers for giving me this opportunity to present awards to the artists who won the Outstanding Works Award.

The judging committee selected the following works from among many outstanding works..."

There are six people who have received this award, one from Egypt, one from Finland, one from Russia, one from Australia, one from France and one from Switzerland.

“Let us congratulate these six artists.”

Following the award presenter's voice, the six artists' photos and works appeared on the big screen. As before, the six people stepped onto the podium.

Jiang Zhe looked at these award winners and recalled several of them that Wang Zhen introduced him to yesterday.

These people did win the award, which shows that some of the rumors are not groundless.

Next, a domestic award presenter began to present commemorative awards.

An American artist whom Jiang Zhe knows won this award.

After the three awards were presented, many artists from abroad are still talking about it.

Domestic painters began to hold their breath and concentrate.

As everyone knows, the next award to be presented is related to domestic painters.

The fourth award presenter came on stage.

His award speech was very simple. "The organizers entrusted me to announce the list of winners.

There are many domestic works on display, and the organizers did not originally plan to award prizes, but in order to encourage more young artists to create good works, they set up a young artist award. They also hope that the old artists will not be disappointed. "

The last sentence brought a lot of laughter.

“I announce the works and authors who have won the Young Artist Award.

1. Chinese painting, Mr. Wang. Congratulations!

The works and photos of the first winning painter appear on the screen.

Applause from the audience broke out again.

The second winner was still a traditional Chinese painting.

The third winner was an oil painting.

Jiang Zhe guessed that since two people won the prize for Chinese painting, there should be two people for oil painting as well. Now there is only one spot left, will he win?
Rapid heartbeat.

When the picture on the big screen disappeared, the guest continued to read: "Urban Beauty, oil painting. Creator, Jiang Zhe."

Hearing his own name, Jiang Zhe felt his blood rushing.

The award presenter read too fast, leaving himself too little buffer time.

Jiang Zhe found that the people around him were all looking at him, the applause was getting louder, and many people were waving to him to congratulate him.

Professor Qin pushed him and said, "Hurry up and get up."

Jiang Zhe straightened his clothes, walked towards the podium with a steady pace. (End of this chapter)