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

Chapter 382: Thoughts on the Return Journey, Different Gifts

Jiang Zhe opened his eyes and moved his neck slightly.

During the flight, many people fall asleep according to their regular schedules, and the cabin is relatively quiet.

He couldn't sleep, so he called up the system's database and looked up the data he had collected this time. While appreciating it, he couldn't feel the passage of time, but he still felt tired.

He quietly stood up and went to the bathroom to take care of a personal matter, feeling much better, he walked around the corridor for a while before returning to his seat.

No matter how the journey went, you will have to face the start of school after you return.

He planned to take advantage of the remaining few days to organize the gains from this trip into several works. He did not require the works to be particularly successful, but just wanted to record this experience.

This visit, after seeing some works of famous artists, especially some works of the Barbizon School, reminded him of his previous thoughts.

The Barbizon School of Painting truly recorded the silhouettes of the European farming era, so it resonated with audiences in many countries. I can't see this scene at the moment, but I can see what is happening now and the changes of the times. If I can persist in recording some moments, perhaps it will be a work worth appreciating in the eyes of future generations.

While thinking, he fell asleep unknowingly.

The plane changed plane at Capital Airport and it was already 10 o'clock in the evening when we returned to Binhai.

The change in time and geography makes it difficult for people to adapt for a while.

The moment he walked out of the cabin and smelled the fresh air, Jiang Zhe felt much more at ease.

As he walked down the escalator, he said to Wang Zhen, "It's still more comfortable at home. I can relax just by smelling the air."

Although the other companions were tired, they were also very happy to return home.

Old Zhang smiled and asked, "Is this Jiang Zhe's first time going abroad? You must be homesick."

Jiang Zhe said: "This is my second time going abroad, and I still feel that home is the best."

"Yes, we Chinese are actually homesick."

"How many cars do we have?" a companion asked.

Several other companions said that there was a car coming to pick them up.

Wang Zhen said, "My company will also send a car. Jiang Zhe will come with me, and we can also send a few people."

Several people picked up their luggage and made arrangements for their ride.

Walking out of the airport lobby, Wang Zhen saw his company’s car.

She and a few of her companions agreed to find another time to meet again, and then she and Jiang Zhe left the airport by car.

"Jiang Zhe, where are you going?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Report home."

Wang Zhen told the driver the address of Jiang Zhe's home.

Jiang Zhe sat in the car and sent text messages to Chen Yan and several friends, saying that he had returned to Binhai.

The others all told Jiang Zhe to go to bed early.

Chen Yan texted back, asking him if he would go to the studio tomorrow.

Jiang Zhe replied that he would return to the studio tomorrow morning.

……

Jiang Zhe stood at the gate of the community, watched Wang Zhen's car leave, and then walked downstairs. At this moment, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. Most residents had turned off the lights and went to bed, but there was still a light on in his house.

I knocked on the door and heard the sounds of my parents walking and Xiao Ka running.

The door opened, and Jiang Zhe saw his parents welcoming him. He smiled and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

"Did you have a smooth journey?" Although the time away was not long, the parents were still worried about their son when he was away.

Jiang Zhe briefly described his trip. After washing up, he unpacked his luggage and took out the gifts for his parents.

Jiang Yi and his wife saw some gifts in his luggage, but they did not ask much, just asked for details of his outing.

Jiang Zhe reported everything in as much detail as possible until he felt sleepy.

Because I didn’t get enough rest on the way, I slept very soundly this time.

The next day, he woke up when he heard Xiaoka's voice. It was already past 8 o'clock in the morning.

After he finished his meal, he said to his parents, "Mom and Dad, I'll go to the studio in a while."

"Anything else today?"

“I brought some gifts to give to some teachers and friends.”

"Okay, drive safely."

Jiang Zhe parked his car here, so he took his luggage and went straight back to the studio.

He drove to the neighborhood where the studio was located and saw Chen Yan wandering downstairs. Chen Yan saw Jiang Zhe's car and parked it in the parking space. She ran over and sat in the passenger seat. "Did you have a smooth journey? I didn't call you yesterday because I saw you texted."

Jiang Zhe said: "When I sent the text message yesterday, I was in Wang Zhen's car at the company. Did you miss me?"

Chen Yan patted him: "Why are you interrupting me?"

Jiang Zhe moved closer to Chen Yan and kissed her hard on the face.

"Don't make a scene here."

"Come on, I brought you a present."

The two of them took their luggage and came to the studio.

Jiang Zhe took out three gift boxes from his luggage.

"Guess what it is?"

Chen Yan looked at the gift box and guessed with a smile: "Is it ~ clothes?"

Jiang Zhe nodded.

"Is it a bag?"

Jiang Zhe nodded again.

"That's hard to guess."

Jiang Zhe said: "It's perfume. I know the smell you like."

Jiang Zhe brought Chen Yan a lady's bag, a set of underwear, and a bottle of perfume. In fact, he bought more than one bottle of perfume, with different scents.

"Go and give it a try."

Chen Yan went to open the gift box.

Jiang Zhe sorted and classified some books and tools he brought back.

Chen Yan carried the small bag that Jiang Zhe bought, walked to the mirror, posed in various positions, and looked left and right.

Jiang Zhe said, "It looks good, try the clothes on."

Chen Yan smiled and put the bag aside, then took the gift box and walked into the bedroom.

Jiang Zhe continued to organize his studio. The bookcases, shelves, and workbench were already filled to the brim. Originally, he thought the studio was big enough, but as his works and tools and items gradually increased, the studio was almost full.

I was thinking about how to use the space when I heard Chen Yan say, "Okay, come in."

Jiang Zhe washed his hands, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw that Chen Yan had already changed into her underwear.

He entered the house and closed the door...

After some intimacy, the two closed their eyes and enjoyed the warm time until they felt hungry and went to have lunch.

"I see you brought a lot of gifts, who are you going to give them to?"

Jiang Zhe said: "For teachers, classmates, and a few friends. I plan to deliver the gifts to them in the afternoon."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

Jiang Zhe said, "I'm going to a few teachers' homes, do you want to go?"

Chen Yan thought for a moment and said, "Forget it."

After dinner, Jiang Zhe sent Chen Yan home first, and then drove to school.

He gave different picture albums to several familiar teachers.

Finally, we arrived at Professor Qin’s home.

Professor Qin was very happy to receive the picture album from Jiang Zhe.

He first asked Jiang Zhe about his experience of the visit, and then looked through the album.

"Jiang Zhe, thank you. I like this kind of good book. The details of the picture can only be seen clearly by looking at the high-definition picture. Of course, it is better to see the original work."

Professor Qin said these words out of his heart.

It is difficult to find high-definition printed versions of picture albums in local bookstores, especially those that are close to the originals.

Jiang Zhe said: "In a few years, our printing technology will be able to reach this level, and there will be more and more such albums and materials."

"What do you think about your trip out?" Professor Qin asked.

Jiang Zhe replied: "I have read some famous works. I want to organize some of my gains into works. It's just an idea, it's not mature yet."

Professor Qin encouraged: "Draw boldly and don't worry about success or failure."

(End of this chapter)