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Chapter 270 Realizing a Painter's Dream
The Qi Baishi Cup National Painting Grand Prix has come to a perfect end.
Li Mingzhu won the national championship with her work "Hope", and received an aluminum alloy trophy, a prize of 3,000 yuan, and a certificate of honor.
The certificate formally refers to her as the painter Li Mingzhu.
Back at the hotel, Li Mingzhu was bursting with energy, jumping and gesturing wildly.
"Honey, please call me the painter."
"Painter Li Mingzhu, painter Li Mingzhu..."
Wang Peng became like a broken record, repeating the same things to his wife over and over again, tirelessly. He was even happier than his wife.
Becoming a painter was his wife's shared dream in both their past and present lives. In their previous life, he couldn't help his wife realize her dream because of poverty, and he regretted it for the rest of his life.
He finally helped his wife realize her dream in this lifetime, how could he not be happy?
Saying "painter Li Mingzhu" adds a touch of joy to my heart.
He lost count of how many words he had spoken, but he was overjoyed and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
Li Mingzhu's smiles became fewer and fewer as she thought of her husband's support for her painting career.
Whenever she had time, her husband would accompany her to sketch in the countryside, help her publish One Piece, and spare no expense to send her to Japan to study manga.
From the moment they met, to becoming a couple, to getting married, and even now, her husband has always supported her painting.
"Husband!" Li Mingzhu nestled gently in his arms. "It's so good to have you. I'm so happy."
Wang Peng was taken aback, then asked eagerly, "Will you be happy if you marry me? Will you regret it?"
Li Mingzhu quickly replied, "I am very happy, and I have no regrets."
"Will you be happy if you marry me? Will you regret it?"
"I am very happy, and I have no regrets."
……
Wang Peng asked again and again, and Li Mingzhu answered again and again; the husband and wife turned into a broken record.
Both of them acted very childishly, but they enjoyed it immensely.
In his past life, Wang Peng didn't dare to ask these two questions; in this life, he finally dared.
In a short time, the man asked the question countless times, and the woman answered it countless times.
In the end, the two looked into each other's eyes and smiled.
Wang Peng said, "Keep working hard. Becoming a famous painter depends on the sales of your works, not on a trophy or a certificate of honor."
"Hehe." Li Mingzhu said with a smile, "I know, but with this championship, it will definitely increase the sales of One Piece."
Wang Peng nodded. The Qi Baishi Cup is a program organized by CCTV.
It will be broadcast on CCTV's Variety Channel at 10 p.m. three days later. Although the Variety Channel is not as good as the General Channel, it is still CCTV.
Li Mingzhu's popularity will definitely increase, and as her popularity increases, the sales of One Piece will naturally rise.
"Honey, let's celebrate." Li Mingzhu cleaned the trophy and poured in half a bottle of champagne.
The couple were about to share a glass of champagne when there was a knock at the door.
"It should be my parents and uncle. I'll go open the door." Li Mingzhu went to open the door.
A moment later, she suddenly exclaimed, "Painter Tian? What brings you here?"
Wang Peng turned around and saw the painter Tian Sheng, who was holding a book and looked embarrassed.
"Painter Li, Boss Wang, may I come inside to talk?" Tian Sheng asked with a smile.
"Please come in, Painter Tian." Li Mingzhu opened the door to the side: "Honey, quickly make tea for the guest."
Wang Peng put down the trophy, picked up the thermos on the coffee table, and since there was no tea in the hotel, he opened his travel bag to get his own tea.
I was quite puzzled. What was Tian Sheng doing here?
Does he want to apologize sincerely again?
"No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Wang. I'll just say a few words and leave," Tian Sheng said eagerly.
"No trouble at all, please have a seat." Wang Peng continued searching for tea leaves in his bag.
As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Since Tian Sheng has lowered his stance to the lowest level, he doesn't want to be aggressive.
Wang Peng brewed three cups of tea and, together with his wife, entertained Tian Sheng.
"Li, after the competition, the director recommended the manga One Piece to me, so I went to the bookstore and bought a set."
Tian Sheng stroked the nine volumes of One Piece and said with a smile, "I've just read three volumes and I think this manga is great. It's sure to be a hit in the future. Can you sign it for me?"
"Huh?" Li Mingzhu was a little confused.
Since One Piece was published separately, there has never been a book signing or a formal request from a reader.
"Painter Li, is it inconvenient now?" A hint of disappointment flashed in Tian Sheng's eyes.
"Convenient." Li Mingzhu immediately took out her autograph and signed the title page of each of the nine comic books.
After signing, Tian Sheng took out a document. "Painter Li, this is the preface I wrote for One Piece. I wonder if you need it?"
"Huh?" Li Mingzhu was taken aback again, and said eagerly, "Yes, thank you, Painter Tian."
Wang Peng smiled slightly and suddenly felt that Tian Sheng wasn't so bad after all.
Huang Ran's illegitimate daughter, Huang Yueling, has a mother who is a well-known writer and wrote the first preface for One Piece.
The manga publisher then made up its mind to publish One Piece independently. Sales were not very high, barely enough for the publisher to break even.
After all, Tian Sheng is a well-established painter, and his preface will certainly boost One Piece sales.
"Thank you so much, Painter Tian. I'm so embarrassed." Li Mingzhu scratched her head and handed the preface to her husband for review.
Wang Peng read it carefully from beginning to end, and it turned out to be just a preface praising One Piece.
"Mr. Wang, you are a conscientious entrepreneur, really." Tian Sheng gave him a thumbs up.
"Uh, you flatter me." Wang Peng was a little confused; the words came as a surprise.
"Pfft!" Li Mingzhu laughed and said, "Am I benefiting from my husband's fame? You admire my husband, so you wrote a preface for me?"
"No, that's not it." Tian Sheng waved his hand in a panic, and after a moment, he scratched his head. "Actually, it's also partly due to Boss Wang."
"Haha." Wang Peng laughed too. This painter was straightforward and didn't mince words.
"Painter Li, the most important reason why I am writing this preface is actually because I was inspired by 'hope'."
Tian Sheng said, "Master Qi is right. Artworks should give people hope. I didn't lose unjustly."
Tian Sheng stood up. "I wish your One Piece series great success, Mr. Wang. I wish your supermarket will grow bigger and bigger. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, he turned and left, and Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu saw him off at the door.
The three chatted for a few minutes at the entrance before Tian Sheng left the hotel.
Wang Peng immediately drove his wife to the comic book publishing house, where his wife's editor took the preface to the chief editor.
A dozen minutes later, the editor left the editor-in-chief's office.
He said excitedly, "Go back and wait for good news. The Qi Baishi Cup championship is very prestigious, and the company will not miss the opportunity to promote it."
Wang Peng chatted with the editor for over an hour before returning to the hotel with his wife.
Li Kefan waited for them at the door of the room and said urgently, "Your uncle has an urgent mission to return to the team. Let's go back now."
"Okay, I'll pack my things right away," Wang Peng said.
Li Kefan said, "The provincial capital has launched a special campaign to crack down on pornography and illegal publications, and your uncle's team will be cooperating with the criminal police."
"Okay, I understand." Wang Peng immediately packed his luggage.
The family checked out of the hotel and drove back to the provincial capital in two cars.
Just as the car entered the highway, Wang Peng's phone rang. He handed the phone to Li Mingzhu and focused on driving.
A few minutes later, Li Mingzhu hung up the phone. "Honey, Du Lei asked when you're coming back. There are a few important things waiting for you to handle."