Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 202, Field Trip, Circle, Change

Jiang Zhe got up quickly, washed, put on his backpack, picked up his painting supplies, and quietly left the dormitory.

As I walked out of the dormitory building, I immediately felt the coldness.

At this time, it was still dark and the campus was as dark as night.

Because it was Sunday, he walked on the road inside the school and didn't see anyone.

Jiang Zhe walked to the canteen and saw from a distance that both canteens were closed, so he ran outside the school to buy breakfast.

He found a breakfast shop, bought breakfast, and ate as he walked back, feeling his body gradually warming up.

There were already a few students waiting at the school gate. They all brought painting supplies and were obviously going to participate in the field trip.

Jiang Zhe saw Lan Xin chatting with a girl and walked over to say hello.

Lan Xin tucked her hands into her sleeves. Seeing Jiang Zhe, she pushed her hat up to reveal her forehead: "Jiang Zhe, have you eaten? I brought some bread."

Jiang Zhe said, "I just ate. There's a breakfast shop over there that's open. You can go and have some."

"No need. I brought a little extra in case you can't prepare lunch in time. If you haven't prepared any, I'll share some with you." Lan Xin said.

The girl next to her looked at her and said nothing.

Jiang Zhe said, "Thank you, you don't have to prepare lunch. There is lunch for this outing."

"There is such a good thing? This is our first time to participate in the art association's field trip." Lan Xin and the girl next to her found it novel. Although they were not members yet, they had already put themselves in the mix.

While they were talking, teachers and students arrived at the school gate one after another.

Fu Min and Mou Xing saw Jiang Zhe and ran over to join him. They hadn't eaten yet, and they heard that a breakfast shop nearby was open, so they wanted to go buy some, but they were worried that they would be late for departure.

Jiang Zhe said, "I'll help you keep an eye on your things. You guys go back quickly and buy breakfast."

Fu Min and the others said thank you, put their painting bags next to Jiang Zhe, and ran to the breakfast shop. Some classmates nearby followed their lead and also put down their belongings to buy breakfast.

More than a dozen bags soon piled up next to Jiang Zhe.

"Jiang Zhe, what tools did you bring?" Lan Xin asked.

Jiang Zhe raised his bag of painting supplies: "A quarto sketchbook with watercolor paper and watercolor tools. I don't think I have much time to paint, so I only prepared tools for quick sketching."

At this time, another boy was talking loudly: "...The arrangement of the last field trip was very tight. When the time comes, you just need to follow me."

Jiang Zhe glanced at the boy and thought he looked like a senior student in the Department of Plastic Arts. He couldn't remember whether he was a sophomore or a junior.

This person felt that he was being watched by everyone, and instead of restraining himself, his voice became even louder.

Some of the people he was chatting with started talking about painting. The boys began to instruct them one by one: "...You need to practice your sketching more. Zhao Zhen, your basics are not strong..."

The students who came to participate in the event could not have had a weak foundation. This person spoke in a condescending tone, which made many people look at him sideways.

Jiang Zhe went around to the other side of the luggage pile, not wanting to hear some inexplicable words. Lan Xin and her classmates followed him.

The squad leader, Fu Min and Mou Xing bought breakfast and ate while waiting.

Teacher Hu and several other teachers arrived one after another and asked the class monitor to count the number of students.

There were originally six people who were going to join the freshman class of the oil painting major, but two of them had urgent matters to attend, so there were only four people left: the class monitor, Fu Min, Mou Xing, and Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe looked around and estimated that there were nearly a hundred teachers and students participating in the event.

Two buses stopped outside the school gate.

Just after 6 o'clock, teachers and students from the Department of Plastic Arts boarded two buses and rushed to the starting point of the Art Association's activities.

They reached a square.

The leading teacher asked the teachers and students to get off the bus, wait in the square, and set off together with the members of the Art Association.

Jiang Zhe and several classmates got off the bus and went to the bathroom first. Then they returned to the square and saw Teacher Song whom they had met before.

He walked over and said hello.

Teacher Song was very happy to see Jiang Zhe. "Jiang Zhe, it's a good thing that you're here. Your application has been processed."

She took out a file bag from her luggage and handed it to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe said thank you, opened the file bag, and saw a stamped form and a certificate inside.

Senior Sister Song waited for him to put away the file bag and continued, "Today is your first time to participate in an event. Sign in with everyone later." As she spoke, she prepared the sign-in book.

Jiang Zhe was the first to get the moon because he was close to the water. He found his name on the sign-in book and signed in the designated place as required by Teacher Song.

Teacher Song invited members to sign in, and many members and teachers from the college gathered around.

Jiang Zhe hurriedly gave up his seat.

He saw some familiar faces in the crowd. Some were members of the Art Society, and also members of the Art Association.

Someone saw Jiang Zhe and smiled.

Jiang Zhe responded politely.

After Professor Qin and a few friends signed in, they walked aside to chat.

A fat old man with white hair said to him, "Lao Qin, is that young man a student of your school?"

"Yes, he is Jiang Zhe."

Someone next to him said, "Please introduce it to us."

Professor Qin waved to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe walked over and asked, "Professor Qin, you're looking for me?" "Come, let me introduce you to some teachers."

"This is Vice President Qi... This is Teacher Jiang, he is a retired teacher from Binhai University..." Professor Qin introduced his friends to Jiang Zhe one by one.

While Jiang Zhe was greeting them, he was also observing a few people.

These people are all very old, and are all former or current celebrities in the Binhai art circle.

Teacher Jiang, whose hair was completely white, smiled and said, "Although Jiang Zhe is young, we have all heard of your name. Especially your painting that was auctioned. We have seen your realistic oil paintings, which are better than your teacher's."

"Yes, I think so too." Several people agreed.

Jiang Zhe hurriedly said modestly: "I dare not compare with the teacher."

"You don't have to consider his face, good is good." These people were very relaxed when talking to Professor Qin, and they also liked to joke with each other.

Many people saw their conversation and began to ask about Jiang Zhe's identity. Some also started to make sarcastic remarks. "Old Guo, why don't you go say hello to the president and the directors?"

"They are high-level people, unlike us."

"Who said that? Lao Qin brought all the students here."

Someone found out Jiang Zhe's identity and told the person who was complaining.

"Look, it's the same everywhere. People only look for people who can sell paintings to play with."

Soon, Teacher Song and the staff greeted the members from different groups and set off on the bus.

Professor Qin and Jiang Zhe returned to the school team.

Jiang Zhe heard Fu Min talking to her classmates in a bad tone, so he walked over to ask why.

"Jiang Zhe, you don't know. Just now, a junior student left his things here with us and asked us to help look after them. Then, he went to the bathroom. We thought he was a classmate from the same school, so we didn't say anything.

When he came back, we girls also wanted to go to the bathroom, so we asked him for help, and he agreed. But when we came back, he was gone and didn’t care about us at all.”

Another girl said: "I asked around and found out that he just took his things and left. Who is this person?"

Jiang Zhe was also a little speechless: "Do you know him?"

"I don't know him." Fu Min said, "We were in the same car when we came here."

At this time, Teacher Hu came over and heard the whole story. He then instructed: "Make sure nothing is missing and get in the car quickly. In the future, don't entrust someone you are not familiar with."

Because of the car change, the teachers and students had to rearrange their seats.

Jiang Zhe and his companions had just sat down in the car when they saw a few students getting out of another car and walking towards their car.

Lan Xin and her classmates were among them.

Jiang Zhe and his friends helped them settle down. Fu Min asked, "Why did you suddenly change cars?"

Lan Xin’s classmate explained: “As soon as we got on the bus, we saw an annoying guy talking around. His voice was unpleasant, and he was picking his nose while talking. After picking his nose, he also…” At this point, the girl bent her left little finger and snapped it.

"vomit--"

"It's so disgusting." Because the girl's imitation was so vivid, some of the audience around her laughed, while others felt nauseous.

"We really didn't want to stay there, so we found an excuse to change cars."

"The teacher doesn't care."

"That person has a unique way of thinking, and the teacher can't do anything about it." During the chat, several people gradually discovered that the person who disgusted them and the person who stood up Fu Min and others was actually the same person, and they started to denounce him again.

After the vehicle started, the students were still excited. However, as time went on, the teachers began to take a nap first, and the students gradually quieted down.

The vehicle braked, waking up the teachers and students.

Jiang Zhe looked at his watch. It was 8:16.

The places they visited were newly built coastal attractions in recent years. Several staff members, association members, teachers and students started their visit from the Ocean World.

Jiang Zhe followed the team and did not forget the purpose of his visit. Except for occasionally stopping to take pictures for teachers and classmates, he spent most of his time observing the scenes and people he saw along the way.

Because he had no time to stop painting, he took photos to record interesting materials.

After visiting the seaside attractions, they went on to visit the new central city area.

The association arranged for everyone to have lunch at a hotel.

The food here is much better than the food in the school cafeteria. The students who have been running around for a whole morning enjoy the meal very much.

The association took into consideration that some members are older, so they allowed everyone to rest for half an hour after the meal.

Jiang Zhe returned to the car and began to draw sketches based on his memories and reference photos.

The process of description is also a process of organizing memories.

After he made a few sketches, he stopped to think.

Among these sketches, there are scenes of the indoor venues of the Ocean World and street scenes of the new urban area, which obviously fall within the scope of subject matter that he is familiar with.

He didn't want to paint repetitive content, nor did he want to paint according to habit, so he made a decisive change and started by painting unfamiliar content.

When Lan Xin, Fu Min and others saw Jiang Zhe start sketching, they also took out their painting tools and began painting.

While painting, several people will help each other find problems.

Before we knew it, the break time was over and the bus carrying teachers and students drove towards the pier.

(End of this chapter)