Chapter 1324

"OK, I'll put down my things and go over." Jiang Chan didn't refuse. She saw that there were still 20 minutes to go to class. It was completely in time.

"I don't know what Lao Yang told you to do in the past? Shouldn't it be another competition?" a boy muttered with a pencil in his hand.

"Maybe, but there's no limit to the game. We won't be allowed to participate. If you have a good level, Lao Yang will certainly be worried about you."

"Forget it. I don't have the ability of a big man. Compared with a big man, I'm a salted fish, or the one who can never turn over."

"You still have a little self-knowledge."

"If you're frustrated in this love affair, you'll naturally be proud of your career. You didn't see the big guy break up. It's like hanging up. You say, why don't I go to love and break up one day?"

"Are you crazy? Dare you say that? It's a big man's heart disease. You mention me again?"

"Well, well, don't mention it. I bet that former scum will regret it in the future. What a good man we are?"

"There's no way to regret it. Qingqing is so excellent, beautiful and talented now. He must be a great painter in the future."

In other words, this is also an ability of Jiang Chan. As long as she is in a class, there are teachers and classmates who say she is not good. Of course, Jiang Chan calls it her personality charm.

In the dean's office, looking at his favorite student, Lao Yang smiled and said, "the clouds are pouring in? Sit down! I'm looking for you."

"You have no plans for the summer vacation?"

"Not at present, sir. What do you say?"

"Well, next month, there will be a well-known painter competition in M. painters all over the world will participate. I think you have won a lot of domestic awards. I want you to try."

Jiang Chan raised her eyebrow: "the teacher thinks so highly of me? Can I be called a painter?"

Lao Yang raised his eyebrow: "what do you think? You girl has made great progress in the past year. It's like a sudden enlightenment. The department doesn't really point you back to the trophy, just to let you go out and have a long experience."

Jiang chanming said, "I understand. It's important to participate. Don't worry, teacher. I'll sign up when I go back."

Seeing Jiang Chan's answer, Lao Yang nodded with satisfaction: "that's right. We artists can't always squat at home. We always have to go out for a walk and watch other people's works."

After talking to Lao Yang, Jiang Chan returned to the classroom when the time was almost up.

After a class, Jiang Chan was crowded with people.

"Qing Qing, what did Lao Yang tell you to go over there?"

"There is a competition next month. The teacher asked me to open my eyes. Anyone who wants to sign up can do it at my own expense."

Jiang Chan's words are concise and comprehensive. What about learning art? In the year when Jiang Chan came, he spent hundreds of thousands just participating in various competitions.

Not to mention all kinds of pigments, paper and so on used in practice. These are all made of money. Although the Department will give bonuses for winning awards, compared with their own expenses, they are just flat, which is still in the case of winning awards.

"Alas, has the boss reached this level? Will you join?"

"Of course... If you don't participate, we won't win the prize in the domestic competition. Don't go out and lose face."

Leaving the words of the students behind, Jiang Chan held her cheek and said, go to country m, really go to such a big financial center. Does she want to stir the wind and rain by the way?

Now she has only less than five million on hand. This money is a huge sum in other people's homes, but it's only drizzle in the eyes of the cloud family and the Ye family.

This time is approaching the summer vacation, and there are not many students on campus. After class, she declined the invitation of several boys to dinner, and Jiang Chan left the classroom with an easel on her back.

She can't really start when the time is up. She still has to go to country m first. Therefore, just at the beginning of the summer vacation, Jiang Chan set foot on the plane to m country with all her wealth.

Her neighbor was a white man about 40 years old. When he saw Jiang Chan, he was stunned. Then he asked, "are you an adult?"

Jiang Chan chuckled. "Sir, I've been an adult for several years. I'm 21 years old."

The man stood up and said, "well, the age of Oriental people is so mysterious. You look much younger than you."

Jiang Chan held the painting book and smiled into two crescent moons: "thank you for your praise. You are also very handsome. You have the temperament of an artist."

She chatted with this man very speculatively. She didn't ask her name or experience. They had a common language only in art.

Looking at Jiang Chan's painting book, only a few strokes have infinite artistic conception. Men don't hesitate to praise.

"You are a very talented painter." the man praised, "I don't understand your artistic conception, but I can feel its beauty."

Jiang Chan smiled: "thank you. The painter doesn't dare. I'm just a student."

The conversation with this man was very pleasant. He had been to many places and seen many things. They were interested. They also came to meet friends by painting, that is, they painted each other's picture books.

Of course, Jiang Chan can see now that he is also a painter, and his level is still quite high. Different from Jiang Chan's exquisite artistic conception, his paintings are very colorful and look very enthusiastic.

After more than ten hours of flight, Jiang Chan chatted with the white man. They almost didn't rest until the plane landed.

"You are really a very talented painter. Where do you live here? I especially want to communicate with you again."

When he went to pick up his luggage, the man walked beside Jiang Chan. He was reluctant to separate from Jiang Chan. His eyes were full of joy at seeing and hunting. He had known Jiang Chan for less than 24 hours, and he felt that he had gained a lot.

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll contact you when I settle down." Jiang Chan also simply exchanged contact information with the man named Wah. Jiang Chan left the airport with her suitcase.

Jiang Chan is not flustered when she travels alone. She has traveled far and wide for so many years. Where has she never been?

After checking in, Jiang Chan began her jet lag life, leaving Wah sighing at her back.

"Hey, man, what's the matter with you? It looks a little abnormal?" a man put his arm on Wah's shoulder. He has been standing beside Wah for a long time. Why doesn't he seem to see him?

Wah sighed: "we met a little girl on the plane. We talked very speculative and didn't know if we could meet next."

The spirit came to remiton: "little girl, how young is it? Isn't it beautiful?"