travel starts with photography

Chapter 226 Take me away

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The exhibition hall was busy.

There was only a show here yesterday, and the fashion design students put on a very lively show. Several French celebrities came here, and even a band performed here. Just watching the video, people who didn’t know thought it was Victoria’s Secret On the spot.

Chen Xing and the others had nothing to do, so they ran over to look at the model's big white legs.

Really big white legs.

Although there are only a small number of underwear catwalk shows, it is summer after all, and the students in the design department cannot produce tight fashions. Most of them are shorts and short skirts. A girl from Huaxia designed Chinese-style long The exclamation even contained complaints.

The surprise comes from the brand company. The new elements they saw in the model's fashion can be used for reference or directly let the student join them.

Complaining is the students lying on the upper floor of the dormitory.

What a pity, the most beautiful girl is actually dressed the tightest today.

How happy I was watching yesterday, how angry I was when I cleaned up the exhibition hall today.

Chen Xing was woken up by a phone call at five o'clock in the morning.

Since yesterday's catwalk was amazing, the Department of Fashion Design held a salon directly in the exhibition hall afterwards. Many brands from Paris participated in the salon, including Chanel, which Chen Xing is more familiar with, and Louis Vuitton, who had cooperated once. , and Hermes, Saint Laurent and so on.

A bunch of top companies carve up most of the students in the Textile College. First they do internships, and after the school's internship period, they become regulars directly.

The rest will enter the school's studio first, and then enter these brands after graduation.

There are very few fashion designers who graduated from high fashion in Paris and are still living outside.

Either this kind of people are sent in by some small brands, and they have to go back to work according to the contract after graduation, or they have lofty ideals and want to create their own brand... On the street where Chen Xing lives, there are countless Small designer stores, many of them graduates of such prestigious universities.

The salon lasted until a few o'clock in the morning, and several old dogs from the Student Union took a look at the venue...

If you don't clean up, whoever develops tomorrow will clean up.

Convex (fuck dish f*ck)!

Before dawn, Chen Xing strutted into the school hall, yawning along the way.

"Morning, Chen..." A familiar classmate greeted.

Chen Xing waved his hand.

The school's conference hall was busy, and the lights were fully turned on, as bright as day.

More than a dozen people from the third grade of the photography department were there. After all, they are the protagonists of today's photography exhibition, and they have related interests, so they have no choice but to quit.A few teachers came, and they were standing on the side chatting with coffee, and seemed to be in good spirits.

There are still a group of...

Five of them are second-year students in the photography department, and Chen Xing knows them all. Their works were favored by the teacher, and they can be exhibited today. In the end, there are more than a dozen people who seem to be students of the Textile College.

These people were not picked out yesterday, and after this holiday, they will all work in the Paris Haute Couture studio.

Corregie is dealing magic damage to it.

"Why isn't Siri here? Oh, he didn't go to bed until two o'clock last night, didn't he? The party lasted so late yesterday. It's really promising. So many of you have joined fashion brands. Why don't you Where are you going?"

Someone trembled with anger.

But the scene was harmonious.

As soon as Chen Xing came in, he was called away to lift the shelves together. Some of the works were not placed on the wall, but surrounded by some red tape and placed on the shelf, making it look like it was very expensive and the audience was not allowed to get too close to see it.

I don't know where my work will be arranged.

The layout of today's venue is completely unknown to the students, only a few teachers know. The audience makes an appointment online, and then enters the school for free with their ID card or passport, and finally gives an impression score...

Chen Xing has a lot of opinions on this.

Didn't you say something about audience ratings?
At about seven o'clock, the hall was completely finished, and a pickup truck drove in at the door, slowly moved down to enlarge, or framed and put the student photography in the glass frame.

Chen Xing's work is placed on the right-hand side of the entrance. The location is good, but not the best.

This time the school really prefers those students who are full of imagination.

The most favored ones were placed at the entrance, that is, on the shelves that Chen Xing moved before. Idisa, a photography student from North Africa, impressed the teacher with a set of wasteland styles. The background and costumes of this set of works They are full of contradictions, and a lot of post-processing is used.

For example, directly change late noon to midnight.

It can only be said that every photographer has his own unique style. At least in Chen Xing's opinion, it is difficult for him to change the day into night.

But can appreciate.

He stood outside the red line with the gradually approaching audience watching Idiza's work.

The texture of the character's face is very good, which shows that his post-processing skin care technique is very good.For those academic photographers who take PS as a special course, they do not rely on software to automatically retouch images, but use neutral gray or high and low frequency techniques for manual skinning.

"It's a really good shot."

"Is our future really like this? We must be wary of war."

"The world after nuclear ruins."

Chen Xing left silently, not knowing how the audience would comment on his simple photography, but he didn't want to hear it anymore... slipped away.

He studied nervously for several days, and finally missed class all day today. He wanted to visit Hedwig at the nearby Paris Normal School. They have an art exhibition today, and her paintings are much better than Chen Xing's photos.

The two schools are not far away. Chen Xing found a shared bicycle outside and arrived at Paris Normal University in ten minutes by bicycle.

The appearance of this school, Chen Xing thinks it is a bit prettier than their school.

The key to the combination of classicism and neoclassicism is that the school has a larger area than them, with elegant courtyards and sculptures, laboratories, theaters, gymnasiums, and dormitories that are two grades better than those in Paris.

Chen Xing went in and walked around for half an hour before entering the theater.

The art exhibition was opened as a theater.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning. Logically speaking, this time should be the peak time for visiting in the morning, but there were not many people in the theater. Chen Xing was sure that some of them were students from the school.

Anyway, Hedwig pretended to be a tourist, and walked slowly in this huge theater while admiring it.

"Hey!" Chen Xing went over and whispered in her ear.

"Feel sorry!"

Hedwig said subconsciously, and then realized that the person who spoke was Chen Xing.

She said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Anyway, it's free to visit. I'll come and take a look. There are so few people here, it seems that the promotion is not in place."

"We are an academic school. How can we compare with your art school? It would be nice if someone visits. I want to stay in school to be a painting teacher in the future, but it is very difficult to do so. There are too many competitors."

This is a normal school. No matter how many times its mission has evolved, its original mission has always been to train teachers, and its students are pure.

Chen Xing said with a smile: "Then you can become a teacher in our country, as long as you learn a few commonly used Chinese."

"Is that all right?"

Chen Xing was just joking, but seeing Hedwig's serious thinking, he quickly said: "Don't take it seriously, I'll just talk about it casually. When you don't want to paint anymore and want to use the money you earn to retire Go to Huaxia again?"

"why?"

Chen Xing said: "There is no soil for oil painting in China. The oil painters in our country are racking their brains to go to Europe. Why are you going there?"

After walking around, Chen Xing finally saw Hedwig's painting.

Hedwig prefers cool colors and is influenced by the neo-classical style. From a distance, she thought it was a photo. Only when she got closer could she see the details of the painting.

The woman in black was wearing a black coat in the ice and snow, but she didn't seem to be able to resist the surrounding environment very well. She was sitting on a collapsed tree trunk hugging herself, looking ahead sadly.

Chen Xing moved closer to Hedwig's ear and said, "This is the best picture I've seen."

"Thank you."

"I am not kidding?"

"Thank you very much, too. Any questions?"

"..."

"No."

Photography can be imaginative, and imaginative photography is still photography, but sometimes, imaginative paintings are no longer paintings.

After watching the exhibition, the two gradually walked out into the courtyard.

I am used to looking at the gardens of my own school, but now I feel a sense of novelty when I see the gardens of other schools. Chen Xing took a few photos here before, and now that he and Hedwig came back together, he was in a different mood and took a few more photos.

They sat on the soft lawn, and not far away was a couple saying goodbye.

Chen Xing said, "I'm going back to China in a few days."

"Oh."

Chen Xing looked at her and said, "What about you? Are you going back to China?"

After waiting for a long time without waiting for an answer, when Chen Xing turned his head to look over, Hedwig had already buried her head...

What's wrong with this?
Chen Xing quickly thought of the fact that when he came back from Rouen, he mentioned family at the dinner table, and Hedwig broke his guard in an instant, and went back to his room and didn't come out all night...

her home?

Chen Xing hesitated, but he still moved his position slowly, approached and hugged Hedwig's shoulder.

"what happened to you?"

"fine."

"Do you remember? The last time you said something to talk about later, I think now is the time."

Chen Xing is going back to China. Although he will come to France again soon, he will go to Africa with Professor Nobel. It is impossible to live in Paris for a long time. Maybe the room he rented in Paris will also be returned.

possible……

The difference after a few days is the difference between them for a year, or even a few years.

Hedwig has been reluctant to think about it.

On the lawn of the school courtyard, Hedwig leaned on Chen Xing's shoulder, feeling that such an embrace was so warm, as if Chen Xing had completely blocked the fear she had to face every day. Could this be the sense of security they talked about?
"I don't want to go home," she said.

"uh-huh?"

"I want to stay in France, or go to your country, I don't want to go back to the United States anyway... I think about what my sister did to me every day, and my mother, my father didn't believe that they would abuse me, I have been resisting, resisting, and now that I have grown up, I never want to go back again, so don't you go, okay?"

She grabbed Chen Xing's clothes and raised her head.

Her voice was choked with tears, and she had already burst into tears.

From the age of 12 to the present, her life has always been dark, the abuse of her sister and stepmother, the distrust of her family, they pretended so well that even her grandparents thought she was a liar.

Chen Xing is the light of her life.

She didn't want the light to go away.

(End of this chapter)