travel starts with photography

Chapter 157 Transfer Application
The first day, the second day, the third day...

This year flies by quickly.

Chen Xing is not married, and he can still get many red envelopes from his elders, but some younger brothers and sisters who know that Chen Xing is rich have also started asking him for red envelopes. When Chen Xing encounters such a thing, if he has cash on him, he will give a little.

Anyway, there are not many such brothers and sisters.

In their generation, only Chen Xing's cousins ​​got married a little more. The cousins ​​love to play and have a big heart. The eldest brother Chen Jie has not brought a girlfriend home for the New Year.

Although there is no taste of the New Year, the New Year is indeed a good holiday to relax.

This is certainly true for Chen Xing. This year he is no different than before. When he eats at relatives' homes, he gets compliments. Chen's father and mother also think it is very face-saving. Only Chen Jie thinks that the New Year is not interesting at all.

He is the eldest grandson of the Chen family, and the whole family is waiting for him to carry on the family line. Every meal they are talking about getting him married quickly.

Unbearable, Chen Jie used work as an excuse to leave in the fifth day of junior high school.

Chen Xing has been playing the Lantern Festival at home, and Chen Xing left the New Territories when the senior vocational school started, and went to the school in Sweet City to go through the transfer procedures.

New Territories also belongs to Sweet City, but it is already at the edge of Sweet City, and the straight-line distance is farther than New Territories to Rongcheng.

It took Chen Xing two hours by car to arrive at the place.

Getting off the car was still uncomfortable and dizzy, but the feeling of motion sickness and nausea was gone.

It seems that taking more cars can indeed alleviate the negative symptoms of motion sickness.

The businessmen surrounding the station saw Chen Xing walking out of the station alone, and someone immediately came over and asked, "Handsome guy, where are you going?"

"Handsome, do you live in the hourly room?"

Chen Xing completely ignored them and walked towards the bus stop in front of the station.

There are only five stops from here to the school, and the bus takes about 10 minutes to arrive. Taking this kind of tricycle or motorcycle, maybe they have to go around for more than 10 minutes.Don't think that they don't dare to go around if you know the way. As long as you get in the car, isn't it just as much as they say?
It is difficult for young people to bargain with them for a few dollars.

After getting out of the car, a boss who was doing business at the school gate recognized Chen Xing and shouted, "Handsome Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, come have a pancake?"

"one comes."

Chen Xing stepped forward to scan the code.

This is a small trolley shop selling pot helmets. It has been set up in front of the school for many years. The taste is not bad. The main reason is that the boss is relatively friendly, and he can recognize people who come here often.

Guokui is a kind of pasta, which is added with minced meat, minced green onion, fried and baked on the side of charcoal fire.

I don't know what this kind of snack is called outside. Anyway, apart from Sichuan Province, Chen Xing has never seen this kind of snack in other places. The skin is thin and crispy, with a burnt aroma. You only need to eat one portion, and it will be full of fragrance. sky.

The boss put the baked pot helmet on Chen Xing and asked, "Are all the interns from this term back?"

"I don't know either." Chen Xing said.

Most of them seem to have gone home. Some people still come to study and live on campus without going to Guangdong for internships. Of course, some people are willing to continue to work in Guangdong. After all, the school also raised their salaries later.

3000 yuan a month, the school provides board and lodging, and students with poorer families are willing to lighten the burden on their families while they are studying.

Chen Xing ate while walking with the pot helmet.

China has a variety of food cultures. In some places you can’t find anyone eating while walking on the road, and in some places you can see them everywhere.

But in Paris, it is basically impossible to see anyone walking while eating.

If there is, it is probably someone who has just gone to France.

"Chen Xing! When did you come back?"

"Hi!"

People greeted him from time to time on the road, mostly women.

Chen Xing is still somewhat well-known among the girls in this school, especially the girls in the same class as him.

How popular is it?

Most of the drinks and milk tea that Chen Xing drank in the past few years were invited by them.

In the past two years, his personality has been very stable. Except for Zhou Peng, no one knows what Chen Xing was like before. They all regard him as a warm guy who doesn't talk much, likes to laugh, and loves to play basketball.

When he was about to reach the teaching building, Chen Xing finished his food and knocked on the door of an office on the third floor.

Several chatting teachers looked at the door, and one of them said, "Chen Xing? Come in."

"Mr. Tan."

Teacher Tan's real name is Tan Rengui, he looks a lot like Guo Degang, and even has the same hairstyle. This is also Chen Xing's class teacher for the past few years.

"Chen Xing, I thought you wouldn't come to school."

"I'm here to transfer schools."

"what?"

Not only Tan Rengui, but several other teachers also looked over.

transfer?

What's so good about changing schools? Their kind of school is quite special. It sounds like a junior college, but in fact it's just a technical school with slightly higher standards, and they can't be transferred to undergraduates.

If you can't transfer to an undergraduate degree, then why do you transfer to another school?

You play your own game at home, isn't it good to get a diploma directly after two years?

Tan Rengui coughed lightly and asked, "Generally speaking, we don't accept transfers unless there are special circumstances, and what school do you want to transfer to?"

Chen Xing took out the prepared transfer application from his backpack and said, "I know, but this is a special situation for me. I was admitted to a school in Paris and I will transfer to Paris."

He took out a copy of his certificate of winning the Nice Winter Photography Festival and the certificate of the first prize of Hua Wei's mobile phone photography, and said, "This is the award I won in the photography major."

Before coming, he consulted with people and prepared everything needed.

As long as someone is willing to accept, there is no school that cannot be transferred.

"Paris? France?" Teacher Tan was taken aback.

Just kidding!
He took Chen Xing's transfer application and read it.

Dear school leaders.

I entered the school in 2018 and am now in the fourth grade of hotel management.Since I do have expertise in photography, I can give full play to this ability after transferring to another school. I was also lucky to be admitted to the National School of Decorative Arts in Paris, France, majoring in photography and videography. I hereby submit an application for transfer, and I sincerely ask for approval.

Applicant: Chen Xing.

Tan Rengui tapped his finger on the desk, and then asked: "School of Decorative Arts in Paris, France? University?"

"Yes, university."

Chen Xing still thought that he could pretend to be a B in front of the teacher, but he didn't expect that the teacher didn't know about this school.

He was embarrassed to take the initiative to tell the teacher that this school is much better than ordinary universities.

Teacher Tan is still reading the materials prepared by Chen Xing, especially the Best Story Award of the Photography Festival that Chen Xing presented... He doesn't know the words on it, but it doesn't matter, it's awesome, okay?

Is this still my student?
(End of this chapter)