The heavens set sail from the courtyard

The Paris International Art Salon Award is supported by the French Ministry of Culture and hosted by the French National Artists Association. It is an international art event that integrates academic and exhibition activities. It is one of the most influential art awards in the world. It has been held for more than 100 years. It is the oldest art award in the world and the most influential art event in France. It is known as the "Oscar" of the international art world.

As a top student at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, Huang Yimei naturally understands the value of the "French National Association of Fine Arts Jury's Highest Honor Award", which is an honor that every art student desires.

Unfortunately, no one in the country has received this honor in the past half century.

Not long ago, Huang Yimei did hear that a Chinese person had won a grand prize, but unfortunately no one knew the name of the winner.

"Master, did you really win the prize?" Huang Yimei looked at Wang Gang in disbelief.

Wang Gang picked up the wine glass and took a sip, neither admitting nor denying.

Tina began: "David not only won the grand prize, but was also regarded by the French art world as the greatest rising star of the new century, and his reputation is renowned both at home and abroad."

Although Huang Zhenhua is not an art student, he knows the value of the "French National Fine Arts Association Jury's Highest Honor Award" and finds it hard to believe that Wang Gang could win the award.

"Old Zhou, although I know you have a foundation in painting, I didn't expect you to be so good." Huang Zhenhua picked up the wine glass and sincerely congratulated him: "Congratulations on winning glory for the country."

Wang Gang said modestly: "It was just a coincidence. I had no intention of participating in the competition, but I just happened to meet a mentor."

Huang Yimei's eyes sparkled as she said, "Master, please tell me in detail how you won the award!"

Wang Gang shook his head and said, "Nothing much. It was just that a Frenchman admired my paintings and signed me up for the competition, and then I won the prize."

Tina chuckled and said, "David, you are still so low-key. Your paintings are amazing and have amazed many French critics."

Wang Gang said modestly: "Someone is just praising me from behind. In fact, there are many people in China who are better than me. The masters are among the people."

Huang Yimei pouted and said, "Master, I feel like you deserve a beating right now."

Huang Zhenhua said: "Old Zhou, your return to China this time can be regarded as a glorious return!"

Tina smiled and said, "David returned to China this time because of an interview with a domestic media, and also because I wanted to hold an exhibition for him in the capital so that more people can appreciate his masterpieces."

Huang Yimei's eyes lit up and she said, "Tina, our company is hosting an art exhibition, can I participate?"

Tina frowned slightly. Huang Yimei was a newcomer in the company and had not even completed her internship. Moreover, according to her position, she was only an assistant and was not qualified to plan an art exhibition.

Huang Zhenhua secretly touched his sister's feet and said, "Rose, don't make things difficult for Lao Zhou."

Huang Yimei looked at Wang Gang, who was calm and composed, and couldn't help but say, "I just want to participate in Master's painting exhibition."

Tina felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but look at Wang Gang to see his attitude.

"Just do your job." Wang Gang said softly.

Huang Yimei was saddened when she heard this, but Tina said, "Huang Yimei, don't be disappointed. David's exhibition is only in the preparation stage. Once it is actually implemented, it will be the top priority of our company. Not only you, but even I will be busy!"

Although Tina didn't say it explicitly, her meaning was very clear: Huang Yimei was not without the opportunity to participate in the curatorial activities.

"Tina, don't worry, I will never let you down." Huang Yimei's eyes flashed with fighting spirit. She was a person who liked challenges.

Tina raised her lips and said with a smile: "Don't be too happy too soon. The company's biggest project at this stage is the China-France exchange exhibition. After this project is completed, it will be David's painting exhibition."

Huang Yimei understood that Tina was reminding her not to forget her job.

The four of them enjoyed the hotpot meal very much. Huang Zhenhua and Huang Yimei kept asking Wang Gang about his experience in France. Wang Gang gave a brief introduction, which made Huang Yimei feel envious.

Two hours later, the dinner ended and Huang Yimei was already a little tipsy. At the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, Huang Yimei drunkenly held Wang Gang's hand and wouldn't let go.

"Master, you can't leave without saying goodbye again. If you disappear for another half a year, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life."

"Rose, you're drunk." Wang Gang handed Huang Yimei to Huang Zhenhua and said:
"You've been drinking, take a taxi home later, don't drive."

"Don't worry!" Huang Zhenhua glanced at Tina and said, "You and Miss Tina go first, and I'll take care of Rose."

Wang Gang nodded and took Tina, who was neither blushing nor out of breath, back to the apartment.

Huang Yimei saw Wang Gang walking away and suddenly shouted: "Master, don't try to get rid of me."

Huang Zhenhua pulled his sister hard and felt overwhelmed.

"Rose, stop making trouble, let's go home."

Huang Yimei broke away from Huang Zhenhua and asked, "Master clearly called you before he left the country, why didn't you tell me?"

Huang Zhenhua was speechless for a moment. Was she going to tell her sister that her mother didn't allow him to say that? If so, the mother and daughter would have a huge quarrel when they got home.

"I was too busy with work at that time and forgot about it for a moment." Huang Zhenhua could only take the blame silently.

Huang Yimei threw the bag at Huang Zhenhua and shouted, "Huang Zhenhua, you are too much. Don't you know how sad I was at that time?"

Huang Zhenhua said guiltily: "Rose, I'm sorry, I didn't know that Lao Zhou was so important to you."

Huang Yimei drunkenly said: "Master is the most important person to me."

Huang Zhenhua opened his mouth in surprise, and found that Wang Gang had already walked away. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief because he didn't hear his sister's drunken words.

"Rose, you are drunk, let's go home quickly!" Huang Zhenhua supported his sister and stopped a taxi.

"I'm not drunk." Huang Yimei was still trying to be stubborn, but the next moment she fell on Huang Zhenhua.

Huang Zhenhua finally carried his sister back home. When Huang's father and mother saw that their daughter was drunk and unconscious, they immediately scolded their son.

"Huang Zhenhua, why is your sister so drunk? Where did you go?" Huang's mother said unhappily.

"Rose met Zhou Shihui today, and we had a drink together in the evening. Rose was so happy that she drank too much." Huang Zhenhua carried his sister to the bed and explained to his parents.

"Zhou Shihui has returned to China. He came to look for Rose?" Father Huang frowned.

"No, Rose and Zhou Shihui met by chance. Coincidentally, Zhou Shihui now lives in Rose's boss's house."

Huang Zhenhua told his parents about his sister's reunion with Wang Gang and his relationship with Tina, and of course he also told them about the award.

"This Zhou Shihui is actually capable of winning a French award?" Huang's father was secretly amazed when he heard this.

"Humph!" Huang's mother snorted coldly: "Zhou Shihui is not a good guy. He had a girlfriend at first, and he was still clinging to Rose. Now he lives in a woman's house. His private life is so chaotic. It's obvious that he is not a good person."

Huang's father and Huang Zhenhua knew that Huang's mother had a prejudice against Wang Gang because of Guan Zhizhi's incident, so they both tacitly agreed not to make Huang's mother angry.

"You guys go back to sleep! I'll take care of Rose." Huang's mother said to her husband and son with a cold face.

Huang's father knew that his wife was in a bad mood, so he took his son and took the initiative to avoid her. (End of this chapter)