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Chapter 325 Happy Birthday to the Motherland

"I've learned a lot, but I didn't expect that the word art has so many meanings." Secretary Wang shook his head and said with emotion.

"Actually, the principles are the same. For example, in our army, some who have good military skills are not necessarily fighting heroes.

Secretary Wang must have seen people who are good at marksmanship but are eliminated on the battlefield due to blood loss or poor psychological quality, right?"

Zhang Junping's words aroused the recognition of Secretary Wang, who nodded and said: "Well, such a situation does exist! I usually train well, but as soon as I go to the battlefield, I have diarrhea, and when I see blood, I vomit."

"This is the disconnect between art and art!"

"Master Zhang said it incisively. There are many situations like this in our lives. Many children usually study well, but they fail as soon as they take the exam." Secretary Li nodded in agreement.

"My child is like this. He usually gets good grades, but his hips stretch when he takes a test. The teacher also said that the child can do all the math, but his mental quality is not good."

“This means you have art but not skill, you have ability, but you don’t know how to express it, or you can’t display it.

Overseas, there is a very strange phenomenon that the works of a painter or sculptor become valuable only after they are dead.

In fact, it’s not that only when painters and sculptors die can their works be valuable. It’s that capitalists think that dead painters and sculptors are good painters.

Only when painters and sculptors die can they safely operate their works and increase the value of their works.

Even when real artists are alive, their works are still sought after.

For example, our country’s Mr. Daqian and Mr. Beihong were famous artists at home and abroad during their lifetimes, and another example is my master Mr. Liu, whose works were collected by the British and European royal families."

"Wait a minute, Master Xiao Zhang, what do you mean when you say that a dead painter is a good painter? Also, why do we have to wait until a person dies for the value of his works to increase? Can capitalists still control the value of paintings?" Secretary Wang

asked somewhat puzzled.

“Whether it is calligraphy, painting or sculpture, these things are not for food or clothing, so what use do we ordinary people have?

Those who can collect calligraphy, paintings, and sculptures are naturally capitalists.

They collect calligraphy, painting and sculptures not because they like them, they call it art investment.

The art they bought at a high price was only viewed twice.

One time, I invited friends to come over to appreciate the so-called collection, have some drinks, and tell me about the tens of millions spent on purchasing this work, and then the story behind the work, for example, it was created by the author based on his ex-wife and ex-girlfriend.

, how rare, and how valuable to collect.

The purpose is just one, to show off!

The second time I looked at it, I was thinking about how to increase the value of this work. I painted it myself and bought it for 20 million, how can I make it increase in value to 30 million or more!

The purpose is of course to make investment profits!”

Everyone was dumbfounded by Zhang Junping's words. People in this era didn't know the twists and turns of these capitalists. They didn't expect that a piece of art could have so many aspects.

In future generations, these are naturally not news, they are also the experience of being deceived by foreigners and suffering losses.

Zhang Junping took a sip of water and continued: "They buy art for two purposes, to show off their luxurious life and to make investment profits.

If you want to make a profit from your investment, the art must appreciate in value.

However, art has its own unique properties. If you want to increase the value of art, you must hype the author and improve the author's artistic status.

Once the author's artistic status is improved, not just one work will increase in value, but all works will increase in value.

Generally, when capitalists want to hype an author's works, they will first collect as many of his works as possible. Only in this way can the profits be maximized.

Moreover, in order to prevent authors from making profits, when they choose works to be hyped, they usually choose dead authors.

Some capitalists will even start collecting the author's works during his lifetime, hoard them, and then carry out related hype after the author's death."

"These capitalists are so cunning, they are just seeking profit!" Secretary Wang said harshly.

"Master Xiao Zhang's summary is so insightful, and it hits the nail on the head!" Mayor Gao was very impressed. He raised his glass and said, "Come, for Master Xiao Zhang's unique insights, I suggest that we all have a drink together!"

Zhang Junping also raised the wine glass in front of him, but it was filled with boiled water. "Mayor Gao, thank you. This is just my humble opinion, which made all the leaders laugh."

"Master Zhang, you are very good at everything else. I also admire Master Zhang's patriotic sentiments of not seeking personal gain but serving the public. But if you don't drink, it's really not good for you!

If you are my soldier, I must train you!" Secretary Wang drank the wine glass in one gulp, then looked at Zhang Junping's wine glass and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Secretary Wang, I am actually very envious of you people who drink a lot. I am so envious when I see how generous you are in drinking and eating meat.

But my body is not strong enough! I have a desire to drink, but my parents gave me a body that cannot drink." Zhang Junping shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

Zhang Junping's words were well spoken. He praised Secretary Wang and others and also gave explanations.

"Okay, Lao Wang, don't bring the same tactics used by your troops to the local area. Drink alcohol if you can. If you can't, don't force it." Mayor Gao said something for Zhang Junping.

"Old Wang, Master Zhang really can't drink. When he was in Xiangjiang in July, he didn't even drink at all at the celebration banquet for signing contracts with Toyota and Honda Japan." Director Xu also spoke in support of Zhang Junping.

"That's right, Lao Wang, let me tell you, drinking alcohol can really kill people!" Secretary Li also said.

"Okay! You guys, I was wrong. Isn't it okay if I don't advise Master Zhang to drink?"

Master Zhang, I am just an uneducated rough man. I have no other intention. I just want to drink a few glasses of wine with you, Master Zhang, and get closer to you." Secretary Wang was secretly annoyed, and he did not forget to explain to Zhang Junping.

If he were an ordinary artist, Secretary Wang would naturally not need to explain anything to Zhang Junping.

The problem is that Zhang Junping is not an ordinary artist. He is not only a nationally famous young artist, but also a famous private entrepreneur.

"Secretary Wang, we can exchange feelings with tea instead of wine. I respect soldiers very much. Without us soldiers, how could we have the peace and quiet today? How would we all have the opportunity to sit here and drink and chat?

In the more than 9 million square kilometers of land in China, there is no blood donation from Chinese soldiers?

Come on, Secretary Wang, I’ll give you tea instead of wine to pay tribute to Secretary Wang and to the Chinese soldiers!” Zhang Junping raised his glass and said solemnly to Secretary Wang.

As soon as Zhang Junping said this, Mayor Gao and others' impression of Zhang Junping improved a bit.


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