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Chapter 122

"I almost saw my wife."

After waking up, Han Qi felt deeply regretful.

Such mysterious things have happened to me in the system, so of course it is very reasonable and logical to see my future wife in my dream.

But the garden in the dream was really nice.

While he still had an impression of the dream just now, Han Qi quickly used his mobile phone to record the characteristics of the garden in the dream... He couldn't draw it, it was all in the suitcase, and he was about to get on the plane. Han Qi

There was no time to draw either.

Since there were no business class or first class tickets, Han Qi squeezed into the transport truck among the crowd and spent a lot of effort to restore the building in his dream.

Han Qi is sure that this garden does not exist in reality.

Although his knowledge as an architect was limited to around the 1950s, no large-scale gardens had appeared in modern times. The most popular ancient buildings and gardens were still Yuyuan Garden, Summer Palace, Qiyuan Garden, etc.

Sure enough, the self in the dream is the best.

Han Qi looked at the details and features recorded on his mobile phone, and slowly restored the design of the entire garden in his mind. He was extremely excited, but - where can I find such a big land?

Sure enough, it is the same as the Yellow Crane Tower that I drew before. Can I just leave it alone?

Maybe in the future, when I have more money and become more famous, I will have the opportunity to restore these buildings.

Do what you do, love what you do.

Han Qi must have done it. Maybe he didn't know a profession at all before he picked it up, but after receiving professional knowledge, Han Qi really fell in love with these professions.

Let's not talk about architects and music. It is a temporary profession that can make a lot of money. Even if Han Qi studies it every day, he will not feel bored.

Face sculpture, calligraphy, racing, riding... these professions seem useless, but Han Qi still likes them very much. If there is a chance in the future, Han Qi is also willing to promote these professions to the public.

It sounds like a personal desire for expression, but even if no one knows, Han Qi really wants to do these things.

A few hours later, the plane landed at Shuangliu Airport.

Since it was an early morning flight, it was still dark when we arrived in Shuangliu, so Han Qi found a hotel nearby to sleep. He cleaned up thoroughly at noon and returned home before three in the afternoon.

At this time, there was still no one at home.

Although Han Qi made a small appearance in China, there were no changes in the family. My mother sat happily watching TV and collecting money in the supermarket run by Han Qi, while my father continued to be the squad leader in the factory.

Han Qi found a small half bag of unused flour in the kitchen.

"Looks like I can try my hand at it."

Try dough sculpting.

Although it was Han Qi's first time making it, he was just a little rusty when he first got started, but he quickly became proficient in making his first dough sculpture...a small cabbage.

Since there was no paint at home and Han Qi didn't want to go downstairs to buy it, he could only make simple things like this.

But after cooking the cabbage, Han Qi became interested, and used the white flour to shape a dragon, using chopsticks as a support. After cooking, Han Qi inserted it into the rice that he had steamed in his spare time.

"it's beautiful."

Han Qi himself couldn't believe that he could make such beautiful handicrafts.

And it's edible.

There are two types of dough sculptures. One is the dough sculpture for collection, which is added with Chinese painting pigments and preservatives. This is for long-term preservation and cannot be eaten. The other kind can be used. This is the one made by Han Qi, which only uses flour.

Starch and eggs are both edible.

After admiring my handiwork, I looked up and saw that it was already seven o'clock.

Won't your parents come for dinner?

Usually they are back by this time.

It was no longer equal. After all, Han Qi was hungry now. He found his cell phone and called his mother.

"mom?"

"Son, have you returned to China?"

"I've been back for a long time...where are you?"

"We're eating in the supermarket, and your dad is there too. Son, if that library abroad is reliable, I've read it on the news. Don't make a joke then."

"Don't worry about it. It must be reliable. You can eat first."

Han Qi hangs up the phone now, otherwise the conversation will definitely take another half an hour.

Looking at the very exquisite dragon and cabbage made from dough, he sighed and picked up the delicate cabbage first: "Cabbage is wealth. I will definitely make a fortune if I eat you. Humph, I won't let my parents enjoy it."

Yes, we actually ate in the supermarket.”

………………

This meal was tasteless. After all, I didn’t cook anything and there were no ingredients in the refrigerator, so I had to scramble an egg and eat it as a dish.

It seems that parents eating in the supermarket is no longer a matter of one or two days.

There is no kitchen in the supermarket, so it seems to be ordering takeout.

Forget it, it’s good to be able to spend money.

There is a supermarket in the family now. Although the profit is not high, the two elders add up to 15,000 yuan. If this money is not left to the younger generation, they can live very well. So Han Qi is only worried that they will keep it for themselves like before.

Spend money.

The supermarket closed at ten o'clock. My parents came back together and were surprised to see Han Qi playing games.

"When did you come back? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Afternoon...hey, don't rush."

Han Qi went to answer his mother's question, but who knew that his assistant rushed forward directly.

Zhang Jie.

Singing is great.

Handsome looking.

Game - huge pit!

He didn't even think about his rank. The people he met in the match with Zhang Jie were all diamond or above. How could Zhang Jie, who had little time and didn't play often, beat these tough guys?

The girl went up.

Immediately the sword master on the opposite side rushed out of the grass.

Mom saw that Han Qi was not free, so she didn't bother Han Qi. She had no idea that the person she was talking to was the big star Zhang Jie.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Jie said angrily: "If you don't get a new account, don't play games with me!"

"..."

"I'll buy a number soon."

"Then I can't play either. I'm going to bed. I'm going to go abroad tomorrow to shoot some things. Let me invite you into a game group, which is full of friends who play games in the circle." Zhang Jie opened WeChat and asked casually, "

Do you know that the show we’re on is about to air?”

"I don't know, the director didn't say."

"He has a lot of things to do, and the broadcast is the first episode. You have to wait two weeks for that episode, which will go next month."

Didi didi!

There was a message on Han Qi's cell phone.

【Good luck eating chicken tonight!】

"Zhang Jie" invited "typing" to join the group chat.

"Inputting" has been renamed "Han Qi"

Zhang Jie: I brought someone in, Han Qi, who sang the songs I recommended a few days ago.

"Welcome! But what impresses me most is your vlog."

"I've admired you for a long time@HanQi, you can call me when you sing in the future, your singing is so good."

"Welcome newcomers (emoticon)"

"Group Status -1"

There are a total of fourteen people in the group, including fifteen Han Qi, but there are not many people chatting.

If they were all celebrities, it would be understandable.

Everyone is very busy, and he is not as free to do whatever he wants. Just when he was thinking this, the call came...

"Mr. Han, we are ready to start construction and invite you to visit the site."

Yes, not free at all.

I have to go to Northern Europe again.


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