Because he slept for more than ten hours on the plane, Zhang Junping didn't feel sleepy at all at this time.
Zhang Junping sat on the sofa and studied the Prussian map for a long time, but could not understand it.
There is no way, he doesn't understand German, so naturally he can't understand.
I wish I had picked up an English version of the map.
Putting the newspapers and magazines aside, Zhang Junping changed into casual clothes, jeans, half-length boots, cashmere sweaters, and a woolen jacket.
This kind of clothing is the most common dress on the streets of Berlin.
After Zhang Junping changed his clothes, he left the hotel and walked on the streets of Berlin.
Compared to Japan's fast pace, Berlin is like an old man, with all movements in slow motion.
Berlin is a slow-paced city. Some travel experts often say, if you are tired, go to Berlin.
It not only relaxes your body, but also gives your mind a vacation.
People who have never been to Berlin may not be able to imagine that working overtime is illegal in Berlin.
In China, being able to live a nine-to-five life with two weekends off is already the envy of countless people.
But in Berlin, people work five days a week, and the real working hours in a day are only five or six hours.
This is still in Berlin, the capital of Prussia. In the towns below, the pace of life is even slower.
The Prussians spent most of their time in leisure.
Leisure is not what we think about. When it comes to rest days, we either go out with friends and have a party, or we just stay in bed and sleep in the dark.
Prussian people's leisure time is to travel with their families on vacation, or to clean up their own small homes.
Today happens to be Saturday, and there are many pedestrians on the street, but the pace is very slow, as if they are taking a walk.
As a result, Zhang Junping's pace also slowed down.
Berlin is a city built on ruins, but there are no traces of the war at all at this time.
Looking around, you can see exotic buildings, flat roads, and shady trees on the roadside.
Another unique feature of Berlin is that there are many memorial halls and squares.
Street performers can be seen performing in almost every square.
There are those who play the saxophone, those who play the accordion, those who play the guitar and sing, and those who paint.
Most of the people playing in the square are families, playing with their children in the square.
Zhang Junping found a chair and sat down, looking at the casual crowd in this unknown square, feeling unusually relaxed.
There are not a few people like Zhang Junping sitting in a daze on chairs on the street.
Zhang Junping saw many old people sitting on chairs around the square. They looked at the children running and playing happily in the middle of the square, with a slight smile on their lips, but their eyes were not focused.
It is estimated that he has immersed himself in his own world and is looking for his own happiness in his own spiritual world.
In the past, they were children running and playing in the square, and they were also fathers who accompanied their children and provided protection at all times.
Now that they are old and their children have grown up and left them, they can only sit on chairs in the square and recall their past happiness.
Zhang Junping was intrigued by the idea, so he got up and bought a set of painting tools from a small art shop near the square.
Although Zhang Junping does not understand German, the Prussians have a very high level of education and can basically communicate in English in Berlin.
So, basically there is no language barrier.
Place the easel on the edge of the square, fix the drawing board on the easel, and place the drawing paper.
Record this harmonious picture in front of you.
Zhang Junping’s Western oil paintings are also at an elementary level.
I don’t know how the museum space defines elementary, intermediate and advanced levels.
Are there master level and grandmaster level further up?
However, Zhang Junping has already surpassed most practitioners with just one basic skill.
A beginner in calligraphy and traditional Chinese painting will be praised by calligraphy enthusiasts such as Li Kaihe and Yang Shankui, as well as calligraphers like Qi Gong.
So what is the intermediate level, and what about the advanced level? At most, it is at the level of Wang Xizhi, Liu Zongyuan, and Yan Zhenqing, right?
Even more powerful than this, could he still be like the magic pen Ma Liang?
Or is it like what is described in fantasy novels, where a small world evolves as the words are written and the artistic conception is transformed?
Zhang Junping concentrated on recording the harmonious scenes in the square.
Unknowingly, it attracted a lot of viewers.
Everyone was so self-conscious that no one spoke, and they quietly watched Zhang Junping painting there.
All Chinese people like to join in the fun. In fact, foreigners also like to join in the fun.
When one person stops to watch Zhang Junping paint, a second person will be attracted.
Then, more and more people were attracted.
Zhang Junping was so immersed in the harmonious scene in the square that he didn't notice that the audience was already standing behind him.
Zhang Junping painted quickly, his brush strokes were flying, and he was completely immersed in his own world.
When he finished the last stroke and stood up straight, a burst of applause suddenly sounded from behind him.
Zhang Junping was startled, and he turned around to look warily.
Only then did he realize that at some point behind him, there were more than ten people watching his painting.
"Hello!" This was a middle-aged fat man wearing a dark coat and glasses who came forward to greet Zhang Junping. The other person spoke German, which Zhang Junping couldn't understand, but he could generally guess it.
"Hello!" Zhang Junping also greeted the other party politely in English.
"Hello! Your painting is really great!" The fat middle-aged man with glasses praised Zhang Junping in English.
"Thanks!"
"I like your painting very much. I'm willing to buy it for one thousand marks. I wonder if it's okay?" the middle-aged fat man asked directly.
At this point in time, one thousand marks was equivalent to about five hundred dollars.
In the eyes of the middle-aged fat man, Zhang Junping is just an unknown little painter, and the price is already very high.
"excuse me, I……"
Just when Zhang Junping was about to refuse, a burly middle-aged man next to him interrupted and said: "Sir, I also like this painting very much.
Moreover, my wife and children are in the painting, so this painting is very meaningful to me.
I am willing to pay ten thousand marks for this painting."
Zhang Junping also didn't expect that his paintings would be so popular.
For 10,000 marks, even some famous painters in Europe cannot sell their paintings for this price.
"Okay! I'm really sorry for including your wife and children in the painting without your permission.
To express my apology, this painting is yours." Zhang Junping decisively agreed to the transaction.
This has absolutely nothing to do with the amount of money.
Compared to the first fat middle-aged man, this burly middle-aged man is more sincere.
"Thank you! This is my business card. I hope I will have the opportunity to see your works again in the future!" The burly middle-aged man wrote a check to Zhang Junping and took out a business card and handed it to him.
Zhang Junping took the business card with both hands, took a look at it, and couldn't help but laugh.