Reborn Ace Designer

Tian Mingjun's work efficiency is quite high. In less than a day, he has completed everything Wang Xiaotian asked him to do. It would take Wang Xiaotian alone to complete these tasks, which would take half a month if not ten days. By then the exhibition will be held

It's over long ago.

During this period, Wang Xiaotian went to his office downstairs. The decoration of the office was nearing completion. After touring the entire office, Wang Xiaotian was quite satisfied. After explaining some precautions to Hua Meili, he himself became a mature person.

An idler.

But Wang Xiaotian thinks there is one more thing to do, and that is to go to bed. He has basically not slept much since last night, and the official launch will be tomorrow. How can he do it without sleeping?

So, after asking Tian Mingjun for an unmanned office, Wang Xiaotian fell into a deep sleep. He slept until the sun went down, and then he was woken up by a phone call.

The call was from Tian Mingjun, saying that the model for the catwalk had been found and asked him to go and have a look. Wang Xiaotian hung up the phone and left the office.

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"Uncle Tian, ​​are you... too exaggerated?"

Looking at the models lined up on the stage in front of him and the billboard covered by red silk erected next to the entrance screen, Wang Xiaotian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This formation looks like a beauty pageant. The models on the stage have put on clothes designed by Wang Xiaotian, and each one is in a different pose. Wang Xiaotian has a feeling that he is the ancient emperor choosing his concubine...

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These models were all college students studying at nearby art colleges. Tian Mingjun sent some people directly to their schools and blocked the door of the department to recruit them. Because of Tian Mingjun's identity, the school leaders did not dare to say anything.

It took him time to gather the number of people.

In terms of models, there is actually nothing to choose from. All of them look fresh and pleasant. Standing on the catwalk with a smile, and wearing clothes designed by himself, Wang Xiaotian is quite satisfied.

"Replace with the next batch."

Tian Mingjun waved to the models on the stage, and immediately these models turned around and walked off the stage, and then walked back to another group of models wearing different fashions.

The clothes designed by Wang Xiaotian not only include underwear styles, but also a variety of trendy fashion displays and classical-style cheongsams. They combine maturity, fashion, aesthetics, sexiness, and retro into one, fully displaying oriental women in the art field.

beauty.

Wang Xiaotian didn't sleep at night, not because he didn't want to sleep, but because he slept all the day during the day...

Finally, after thinking about it, I simply went to my office and decided to spend the night here.

After spending a whole night, Wang Xiaotian drew all the popular brands of smartphones before his rebirth, selected a few of them, and designed their appearance and shape. After doing all this, it was already bright, and Wang Xiaotian

Stretched, packed up his things and walked out.

He did not go to the exhibition hall, but walked downstairs leisurely, walked around in the square in front of the International Building, chose a breakfast restaurant to have breakfast, and then walked back leisurely.

When entering the exhibition hall, Wang Xiaotian happened to see Tian Mingjun finishing the opening ceremony with a microphone. Behind him were several bearded people, either wearing pigtails or wearing long hair. They were all in China.

A relatively famous artist.

An old man with a white beard who looked like a fairy tale came forward to take the microphone and officially announced the start of the art exhibition. Wang Xiaotian thought that he was quite accurate at this time. When he saw Tian Mingjun coming off the stage after cutting the ribbon, he immediately greeted him.

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"Uncle Tian, ​​you are dressed very smartly today. You look at least ten years younger." Wang Xiaotian greeted with a smile.

Tian Mingjun also saw the latter at this time and came over and said: "Xiaotian, why don't you see me? I went to your office just now and I didn't find him. I'm afraid that if you escape from the battle, Uncle Tian won't be able to end up here.

Already..."

"I just went down and walked around twice to get some fresh air. Uncle Tian, ​​what kind of person am I? I don't want to give up such a big place to others."

Wang Xiaotian chuckled. He knew that Tian Mingjun was joking with him, and he had no taboos about what he said.

Tian Mingjun did not continue to dwell on this topic, and took out an invitation to Wang Xiaotian and said: "You have to take this thing. If you drop it, you will be kicked out. Someone will come to check later...

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Although this art exhibition is also open to the general public, it is only to a certain extent, because ordinary people can only go to the small exhibition hall next to it. A large exhibition hall like the one in front of you cannot enter without an invitation.

The people who posted this all have a certain status in this circle, but of course Wang Xiaotian is an exception.

"By the way, you have already made arrangements. Should we start now or wait a little longer?" After handing out the invitation, Tian Mingjun turned to Wang Xiaotian and asked.

"Wait a little longer..."

Wang Xiaotian pondered for a moment, and was not in a hurry to move out his catwalk show. The art exhibition has just opened, and there are not many people coming. Moreover, there are already many things in the exhibition hall, and it is so dazzling that it is difficult for others to do so.

Focus on this fashion show for the first time.

What Wang Xiaotian means is to wait until most people have finished appreciating the works here and become familiar with the exhibition hall. Then he will let the models come out to walk on the catwalk. Only then will the effect be optimal.

"Well, you can watch here first. Uncle Tian still has some things to deal with. When you want to start, just go to the stage and give instructions..."

After Tian Mingjun gave Wang Xiaotian a few words, he returned to the stage and led the artists to start visiting the exhibition hall. These are the important figures of this art exhibition, and the government attaches great importance to this, even if

Even he didn't dare to offend.

Wang Xiaotian wandered around the exhibition hall. At this moment, there were many people gathered around each booth. Some were just admiring it, while others were interested in buying it, negotiating the price with the owner of the original painting.

This art exhibition is not only an exhibition, but also involves the transaction of artworks. As long as the buyer and seller reach an agreement, they can pay on the spot. Of course, they will also have to pay a certain amount of tax to the organizer.

Since China entered the market economy, national consumption power has skyrocketed, and the huge art market has gradually become prosperous. The amount of transactions reached every year has increased year by year. As the organizer of this event, government agencies certainly want to make a profit from it.

Also after the exhibition, there will be a charity auction of artworks, in which 20% of the proceeds will be donated to Project Hope, and in addition to the 70% received by its holders, the remaining

Of course, the 10% will fall into the pockets of the government.

After Wang Xiaotian walked around several booths, he suddenly found that a corner on the right side of the exhibition hall was particularly lively. After walking over, he realized that this was where the organizers helped him identify calligraphy and paintings for free. Many guests with exhibits were gathered around.

There.

Since it is an art exhibition, it will of course also include some authentic works of modern famous artists and arts and crafts. After the appraisal is completed, the holder can decide whether to let the organizer auction it for him or trade with the players on his own.

"Old Zhao, what good things have you brought today?"

"Hey, here is a Yongzheng celadon bowl with a mouth. Lao Zhang, it will be my turn soon. I will turn around and let you open your eyes..."

Beside Wang Xiaotian, two people were communicating with each other, and the one named Lao Zhao looked proud and raised a beautifully packaged wooden box in his hand.

"Okay, then I'll wait and open my eyes..."

Wang Xiaotian knows that not all those who bring things to such occasions want to sell them. Most people actually want to show off their proud collections. Just imagine being able to show their face in front of art masters across the country. That is

What a beautiful thing?

"Friend No. 17, please bring something up for identification."

Since the guests brought too many items, a numbering system was implemented. It was Old Zhao who was called at this moment, and he went up with the wooden box with a look of joy on his face.

"The porcelain bowl you have has azure glaze, and the style is made in the Yongzheng year. However, the glaze seasonings used in the Kangxi, Yongzong and Qianlong dynasties are inherited from the Ming Dynasty. The glaze color is thick and pure, which is a bit inconsistent with the color on your bowl..."

The sound of the expert sitting inside sizing the porcelain came out, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding people. Although most of these people were just laymen watching the fun, they could still understand what the expert said.

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