Chapter 32: Visiting Hangzhou (II)

Hearing this reply, Zhang Cheng and his group were shocked, because they had known each other for so long, they never knew that Ye Ziqiu had lived in Hangzhou.

"My parents used to do business in Hangzhou, so they lived in Hangzhou in elementary and junior high school, and I didn't live in Chengdu with my parents until after high school. Seeing this, Ye Ziqiu explained.

Everyone looked suddenly enlightened, which also explained why Ye Ziqiu was so familiar with this place, and the reason for this explanation was that everyone turned the topic to Zhang Cheng, the landlord.

"Zhang Cheng, tell me about you, you have lived in Hangzhou for so long, you don't even know the way to the Academy of Fine Arts. Liu Muyang was indignant and began to accuse Zhang Cheng, as if he didn't know how intolerable it was to go to the Academy of Fine Arts.

"That's it, you're calling it a waste of the country's precious resources!" Chen Chen also echoed on the side.

"I'm not a hungry wolf, and when I smell meat, I pounce on me. Zhang Cheng saw that the two sang and harmonized, so he complained angrily.

Zhang Cheng's words choked the two of them speechless for a while, it can be said that the love life of brothers in a bedroom does not seem to be going well, of course, except for Zhang Cheng, this dazzling flower can always attract some gorgeous butterflies.

And Liu Muyang and Chen Chen have always had their favorite girls, but Yue Lao did not favor the two of them, and they have always been in the stage of unrequited love;

The five of them walked and chatted like this, and soon arrived near the Hangzhou Academy of Fine Arts; looking at the gate of the school, Zhang Cheng could clearly feel the difference between Zhejiang University and the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Obediently, this gate is magnificent enough!" Looking at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, Liu Muyang's words revealed a trace of envy.

The rest of the people also showed envious looks, after all, there is no one who does not want to study in a key prestigious university.

"After all, it's one of the four major art academies in China. Zhang Cheng also said with emotion.

It's just a pity that the people present don't have too many artistic cells, but Ye Ziqiu likes the environment here very much.

Because Zhang Cheng and the others were not too old, they looked like students in the school, so the five of them easily slipped into the Academy of Fine Arts; because it was not a holiday, there were many students on campus, and many people could be seen everywhere carrying drawing boards behind them, preparing to sketch and collect style.

It's just that reality and ideals are always cruel, just like the image of West Lake in the hearts of Liu Muyang and others, the students in the Academy of Fine Arts also disappointed them.

It's not that the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are not beautiful enough, but it breaks the illusion that there are beautiful women everywhere.

There are only a handful of beautiful women, but unlike other schools, most of the girls here are very temperamental.

After walking around the campus for about half an hour, Liu Muyang, Chen Chen and Wu Lei were all depressed, after all, their real purpose today was to come and see.

Well, no, it's appreciation.

It was another aimless half an hour, and everyone was in no mood to hang out anymore, and the people who were about to leave were stopped by Zhang Cheng's proposal.

"How about we find a student to sketch for us?" Zhang Cheng saw a girl on a bench on the side of the road drawing something with a sketchbook, and suddenly thought of a good proposal.

Ye Ziqiu's eyes lit up, such a proposal made her very moved, she looked at the rest of the people and their answers, "I have no opinion, what about you?"

"Okay, it's even if we didn't come to the Academy of Fine Arts in vain. Liu Muyang and the three of them nodded and agreed to Zhang Cheng's proposal.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Zhang Cheng walked to the girl sitting on the bench to discuss, and painted a sketch for them, without too many requirements, and the other party would also receive a commission of 500 yuan.

The other party agreed without thinking about it, those who have money and don't make money are fools, and those who say that art is priceless are even more fools among fools.

So, five people sat on the ground.

Zhang Cheng was in the middle position, and the rest of the people gave up the place next to Zhang Cheng to Ye Ziqiu very interestingly, and the five of them sat side by side like this, with a warm, energetic and youthful smile on their faces.

Twenty minutes later, the big guy's face was almost stiff with laughter, and the girl painter handed over her work.

Looking at the sketch in his hand, Zhang Cheng was very satisfied, and I have to say that the Academy of Fine Arts is still an Academy of Fine Arts in the final analysis, and even if it is just a student's level, it should not be underestimated.

handed over 500 yuan to the other party, Zhang Cheng and Ye Ziqiu and others left the Academy of Fine Arts; the girl with 500 yuan was a little happy and a little disappointed, for her this may be a worthwhile transaction, but I don't know why she always has a feeling in her heart, maybe she will never paint such a painting in the future.

The sketch has been passed and appreciated in the hands of several people.

Everyone complained that they were not as handsome and recognizable as the real people in the painting, but it was undeniable that the big guys liked the painting very much.

Of course, everyone left their names under their place in the painting, including the girl who had just painted it.

Because he liked it, Zhang Cheng didn't plan to let this painting out, even if he was a good brother or friend, he couldn't do it.

This must not be called selfish.

After putting away the painting, Zhang Cheng took the four of them to the West Lake to enjoy the local cuisine of Hangzhou, which is definitely worth going to for a gourmet, whether it is West Lake vinegar fish or eight-treasure tofu, or Dongpo meat and duck pot are worth savoring.

After being full of wine and food, Liu Muyang and the others would go to their respective hotels to rest; Zhang Cheng did not go back, and chatted with Ye Ziqiu in the hotel until the evening before going out together.

"Brothers, walk, I'll take you to enjoy the night view of Hangzhou. ”

This is Zhang Cheng's arrangement at night, the night view of Hangzhou.

This is one of the many good habits that Zhang Cheng thinks he has, and when he travels to almost every city, he will find an opportunity to enjoy the night view of the city from above, even if he can't see it all, he is extremely satisfied with just a corner.

The scenery of each city is different, and the night scene between them is also different, some are brightly lit, you can see the bright lights of life, impetuous and noisy, some are really plain and simple, but you can feel the people in the city, life is simple but happy and fulfilling.

The night view can be said to be another business card of every city, when a person understands the night view of a city, he is probably not far from understanding the city.