Chapter 334: Deciding to Sell My Calligraphy!
Chapter 334: Deciding to Sell My Calligraphy!
On the second floor of the cafeteria, two long dining tables were pushed together.
Jiang Bai sat in the middle, and to his left were Old Zhang and his wife.
On the right are Su Ze, Gu Dapeng, and Lin Le, these three "hungry wolves," and Zhang Cheng, who sits upright, trying to maintain the image of an "elite designer" but occasionally stealing glances at Jiang Bai.
As they were chatting, Su Ze suddenly asked in a low voice:
"Hey, third brother, you said Bai Zhi went to prepare items for the charity sale this afternoon at noon?"
"What exactly are we preparing? Do you guys need to do the hard labor?"
"I have several people here; they can do anything!"
Gu Dapeng patted his chest and, chewing on a rib, said in a deep voice:
"That's right, Sister Baizhi is frail, so we men have to step up."
"If we don't know what to sell, we can go and buy some ready-made roses wholesale."
"Ninety-nine flowers a bunch, if you just stand there, wouldn't all the boys in school pawn their underwear to buy them?!"
Upon hearing the word "coolie," Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up. He adjusted his glasses and spoke in a deep, magnetic voice:
"Brother-in-law...Jiang Bai, if you need any heavy equipment moved or display stands set up on site, I'm ready to go anytime."
"After all, I hope to lighten the burden on junior Bai Zhi, even if it's just a tiny bit."
Jiang Bai coughed lightly as he listened to the declarations of these people vying for favor.
Reduce the burden?
You are my burden now!
He wore a thoughtful expression and slowly shook his head.
"We are still considering what to sell specifically."
"She said the previous blind box response was so enthusiastic that she needed something more 'substantial' in the afternoon."
"As for help... I'll call you if I need it."
After saying that, Jiang Bai lowered his head.
In fact, he had considered buying semi-finished products.
"If we sell roses or something like Dapeng suggested."
"You only earn a few dollars per flower, and you have to stand there under the scorching sun shouting to sell them."
"I said 'thank you' countless times this morning, my throat is practically burning. I'd rather die than do this kind of backbreaking work again!"
If he's going to sell something, he'll sell the kind that's low-key, high-profile, and quick to generate revenue.
And it's something that doesn't require any effort at all!
As for the items to sell, Jiang Bai actually already had a plan.
morning.
Those family members and elderly people were buying up photos on the playground in droves for those few photos with his autograph.
Especially that Boss Qian, who kept saying that there was "Tao" in his calligraphy.
"Master-level running script..."
Jiang Bai's eyes lit up slightly.
"My calligraphy is a genuine system reward. In the calligraphy world of this world, it's definitely better than those calligraphers who just boast and create hype!"
To know.
In this world, cultural and entertainment copyrights are extremely important.
A good calligraphy piece can be worth as much as a house.
Although his calligraphy isn't top-tier, it could easily sell for tens of thousands of yuan.
Most importantly, this job is easy!
He sat down there, spread out the Xuan paper, and began to wield his brush and splash ink.
A signature every few seconds, a banner every few minutes!
This not only highlights Jiang Baizhi's aloof persona as a "peerless talent," but also physically isolates her from speaking.
After all, who dares to make a loud noise when writing?
"Chief, what do you think of my idea?"
Jiang Bai chuckled to himself in his mind.
"This afternoon, let's have a live calligraphy demonstration by the Goddess Baizhi, where you can create a custom-made heart-shaped calligraphy piece!"
[Ding! Host, given that your running script has indeed reached the 'Master Level,' this system determines that the plan is feasible.]
[System notification: We recommend that the host purchase the 'Divine Brush and Ink Set'. This brush and ink have a subtle fragrance and can create a semi-transparent, three-dimensional effect on ink stains within one minute, increasing the visual effect by 200%!]
"Buy it! It's just popularity points, right? I have plenty of those!"
Jiang Bai waved his hand and then came up with an even bolder idea.
"Since we're already writing, why don't we draw a couple of lines while we're at it?"
"For example, could you paint something like 'Success Upon Arrival' or 'Flower Appreciation'?"
But then he thought about it again and immediately rejected the idea.
"No way! It takes at least half an hour to paint one picture."
"How fast you write! 'Swish, swish, swish,' and the money's in your hand."
"Drawing would only increase our workload, so pass!"
Having made up his mind, Jiang Bai raised his head again and gave the three people who were still waiting for his reply an extremely mysterious smile.
"However, I just thought about it, and my sister worked too hard selling blind boxes this morning, so I'll suggest she take it easy."
Jiang Bai, feigning concern for his younger sister, paused and then suggested:
"I would suggest she try commissioning a calligraphy piece and see if it works well."
"After all, my sister's calligraphy... has been excellent since she was little."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Zhang Cheng jumped to his feet, and the buttons on his suit almost popped off due to the sudden movement.
"Grind the ink! Junior Jiang Bai, please make sure I take on the task of grinding the ink!"
Zhang Cheng's eyes were filled with fervor as he pushed up his glasses.
"These hands of mine are not only good for drawing architectural drawings, but also for delicate tasks that require exquisite aesthetic control, such as adjusting the grinding pressure and maintaining the ink concentration!"
"Go away, go somewhere cool and stay somewhere else!"
Su Ze shoved Zhang Cheng aside and shamelessly moved closer to Jiang Bai.
"Brother-in-law, I, Su Ze, have never done heavy work in my life. My hands are the steadyest. I'll grind the ink!"
Gu Dapeng wasn't about to be outdone; the muscles beneath his tiger-skin vest twitched.
"Grinding ink is such a physically demanding task, it's definitely up to a strong man like me to do it!"
"Third brother, don't worry, the ink I grind will be even smoother than Dove chocolate!"
Lin Le didn't compete with the others for the job of grinding ink; he took a different approach:
"Then I'll change the paper for Sister Baizhi, and you can grind the ink."
Just as everyone was scrambling for it.
Old Zhang, who had been sitting silently to the side, stared at Jiang Bai with a suspicious look.
Is the book legally mandated?
It is suggested that Jiang Baizhi sell books by legal means this afternoon. Isn't that just Jiang Baizhi wanting to sell them?
Although Jiang Bai is strong, is his calligraphy good enough to sell?
They even want it custom-made on-site?
If it's not written well, things might get messy!
"Um... Jiang Bai."
Old Zhang coughed lightly, his brows furrowed.
"This calligraphy... it requires real skill."
"Most young people these days use keyboards. If they were to actually write in front of so many family members and senior professors, what if... I mean, what if they wrote something a little too cursive? Wouldn't that be a bad impression?"
"Why don't you... have your sister sell something else?"
Selling calligraphy is the most convenient option, given the master-level running script skills.
Just as Jiang Bai was about to explain, Su Ze spoke up.
"Teacher Zhang! You didn't know you weren't at the stall this morning."
Su Ze looked at Lao Zhang as if he were an alien, then deftly took out his phone and pulled out a close-up of an autographed photo.
"Look! Look closely at these characters!"
Su Ze shoved the screen right in front of Lao Zhang's eyes, his tone full of the kind of worship one would expect from someone who had "witnessed a miracle":
"Just these three words: 'Jiang Baizhi'."
"This morning, a relative of mine, Mr. Deng, who's incredibly wealthy, immediately offered 50,000 yuan to buy this photo!"
"Oh no, the minimum is fifty thousand!"
He said these characters contain "Tao," "strength," and a kind of charm that makes the soul tremble!
"Several other wealthy former members of the Deng family also participated in the acquisition! A single autographed photo once soared to 100,000!"
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