Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Chapter 605: Everything is ready, the big event is about to begin

Qiao Jian'er had already prepared a camera. She said, "Sister Zhizhi, what you need to remember is not the specific scenery, but the unique feeling of being in each scenery."

She raised her camera, chose an angle, and captured the scenery.

Take photos and develop them immediately, and soon a photo of the island will be produced.

Qiao Jianer handed the photo to Qiao Zhizhi.

Looking at the photo and then at the island, they were exactly the same, and Qiao Zhizhi was confused again.

But she quickly came to her senses, because she had been watching videos explaining oil painting for a year. There was a person appearing in a frame, and she couldn't touch him, but he could talk and move. Compared to that, this was nothing.

"This way, you won't forget." Qiao Lianer said.

Qiao Zhizhi's eyes were filled with tears. She hugged Qiao Jianer and gave him a few kisses.

I took a few photos from the best angles and then moved on to the next attraction.

Not only did Qiao Zhizhi feast her eyes, but Qiao Jian'er also got a great deal of relaxation physically and mentally. Usually, her energy was spent on business, the army, and maintaining the safety of her family. She never had such free time.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to help Qiao Zhizhi's painting career, she also traveled around more and visited the beautiful scenic spots in the world, so that she could take other people there in the future.

Anyway, we arrived in an instant, which was very efficient. We visited twenty attractions in one day and finished them in five days. We took a lot of photos and it only took a quarter of an hour outside.

Qiao Jianer handed the task of selecting photos to Qiao Zhizhi, and her task was completed.

These photos are not only panoramic views, but also many local close-ups. No matter what style they are, they are all included.

At dinner in the evening, as usual, Qiao Jianer brought a few dishes and served them to Qiao Zhizhi.

"This child is not a decent person. No matter how busy she is, she has to come out to eat by herself. It's not right for Jian'er to bring her food." Wan put down her chopsticks and took over the serving tray: "Jian'er, let me, the mother, go. Zhizhi is a little overwhelmed."

"Yes, they delivered it last night, this morning, at noon, and now tonight." Qiao Lao Er said, "I have hands and feet, so it's not that bad."

Qiao Jianer said, "Second aunt, second uncle, Zhizhi has been preparing for an important event these past few days. It's very important to her life, and she can't see anyone except me."

"It's just for these two days. After tomorrow, she will sit down to eat with everyone."

What's the big deal? How come even they, as parents, don't know about it? Qiao Laoer and Wan looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Okay, second son, second son's wife, listen to Jianer." Old Mrs. Qiao said seriously.

Fearing any delay, Wan quickly handed the tray to Qiao Jian'er and smiled apologetically, "Thank you for your hard work, Jian'er. Your sister Zhizhi is older than you, but you're the one who worries about her the most."

Qiao Jianer brought food to Qiao Zhizhi, firstly to conceal his presence, and secondly to remind Qiao Zhizhi of the time.

The three meals, breakfast, lunch and dinner, are all served at certain times, so one can infer what time it is outside.

Another day passed quickly. The paintings were to be hung on the walls in the morning and on public display in the afternoon.

When Qiao Jianer entered the space studio, Qiao Zhizhi had already prepared the oil paintings for exhibition.

They are all highly restored versions of the scenery. The scenery is beautiful, and the paintings are of course beautiful, as if the real scenery has been moved onto the canvas.

Whether it is the clear sea water, the layered rendering of white clouds by the sunset, or the mist in the forest, everything is handled very well.

Another year passed in this space. Qiao Zhizhi had a strong comprehension and made great progress. Not only did her ink and wash paintings mature, but she also became a formidable oil realist painter.

"Sister Zhizhi, don't show this painting of yours to anyone until the moment it is released to the world. Otherwise, if someone gives you some last-minute advice, it might disturb your mind," said Qiao Lianer.

Qiao Zhizhi thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Even if it was Wu Qingjin, she would give her a surprise.

Back to real life, the sun rising in the east shines through the window, making people feel warm all over. Thinking that only one day and two nights have passed, Qiao Zhizhi feels dazed.

Who knew that she actually spent two years somewhere and learned a new art of painting.

She now felt not sixteen but eighteen.

In terms of thinking, they are all a little older.

All the paintings were loaded onto the carriage, just as Wu Qingjin had said, 30% freehand paintings and 70% realistic oil paintings.

Qiao Zhizhi hesitated for a moment. She could hide this family from anyone, but she should not hide it from Jianer. Whether she succeeded or failed, she would not be ashamed in front of Jianer.

She learned this new skill because of the sickle.

Besides, the exhibition is about to start, so it’s not too much to ask Jianer to go to the studio to encourage her.

She pulled Qiao Jian'er aside and said, "Jian'er, I'm actually going to the Guangping Palace to hold an art exhibition. This is an opportunity that Qingjin finally fought for me. You should come with me. The studio in the Guangping Palace is very beautiful. I want you to see it. I also have many paintings that you haven't seen before."

Qiao Jianer had a faint smile on her face, as if she already knew everything: "Okay."

Seeing a figure flash past the door, she said, "How about this, I'll send the painting to the Guangping Prince's Mansion first and arrange it. Don't let anyone else in before the exhibition."

Qiao Zhizhi was a little sad. There was nothing she could hide from Jian'er. Fortunately, she chose to be honest in the end, otherwise would she have hurt Jian'er's heart?

Qiao Jian'er left in the first carriage. Wu Qingjin entered the courtyard. She was dressed up today, looking very dazzling. She said as she showed off her skirt, "Zhizhi, this is the dress I specially saved for you to wear during the exhibition. Doesn't it look good?"

"It looks good." Qiao Zhizhi hadn't seen her friend for two years and was very happy, sending her sincere blessings.

She also changed into her best dress and walked out of the bedroom into the small hall. Seeing Wu Qingjin looking around blankly with a puzzled look on his face, she asked, "Qingjin, what are you looking for?"

"Zhizhi, what about those paintings you're going to exhibit? Aren't they ready yet?"

"Well, I've already asked Jian'er to send it to Prince Guangping's mansion to set it up. We can go there later."

"What?" Wu Qingjin was stunned for a moment: "The princess also knows?"

"Jian'er is the backbone of this family. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it when the time comes, so having her here would be helpful. Besides, since it's a painting exhibition, I still hope that a member of the Qiao family can attend and witness it with their own eyes."

Wu Qingjin felt very uncomfortable. She suppressed her dissatisfaction and said, "When did you tell the princess?"

"Just now."

Wu Qingjin breathed a sigh of relief. Not to mention that Qiao Lian'er was not interested in painting, even if he saw something, it would have to be exhibited. Who could go back on his word to Prince Guangping? He had to accept it with a fluke.

"So, you prepared everything according to what I said?"

Qiao Zhizhi thought Wu Qingjin's attitude was a little strange, but she didn't think too much about it and said, "70% realistic style."