travel with yoga

Chapter 11 Meeting again on the streets of Guanzhou
Returning to the hotel in the evening, Ma Xiaoliang continued to edit pictures and selected about 10 photos of women in Hanfu in different styles. They were basically taken in Luoyang Wangcheng Park, and then sent them to the editor.It was midnight. Ma Xiaoliang finished working on the website and opened the curtains. Luoyang City outside the window was quiet, and the Yingtian Gate stood tall in the distance. Ma Xiaoliang sighed, lit a cigarette, and was too lazy to look at his phone.These two days have felt like a dream, but although this dream is real, it is far away from me.

When I turned on my computer, I suddenly thought of something, so I decided to return to the Internet and registered Sina Weibo and a blog. I still used the previous name: "I am your photographer." Then I uploaded the photos I took today and made a name for myself. Title: "The Fallen Flower Man is Independent", note that it was taken at the Luoyang Peony Festival in April 2014, sign his name, and then prepare to go to bed.The next morning, Guanzhou Life Network published Ma Xiaoliang's photo album, but this time Shunde Network did not reprint it, nor did Yanjing Times.Both Zhang Qiang and Wu Di sent messages: "The same thing as yesterday is enough. I won't transfer it this time." Ma Xiaoliang smiled bitterly. It seems that they are also looking at what others choose. What is enough? Why did Luoyang Network transfer it? .After a while, Li Yi sent a message: What happened? Zhao Cui changed his name on Weibo to "My photographer is fooling around with someone."Ma Xiaoliang hurriedly opened Zhao Cui's Weibo. Sure enough, his name had been changed, but his avatar was changed to the one taken the day before yesterday among the peonies under Yingtian Gate. His eyes were full of indescribable melancholy.

Ma Xiaoliang didn't dare to look any further and quickly exited. It was almost noon and he had to check out of the hotel.Ma Xiaoliang went to the front desk to check out the room, and then drove back to Guanzhou. When driving out of Luoyang, Ma Xiaoliang posted a message on Moments: "Goodbye, Luoyang, Guanzhou, I'm back." There were many replies below, but there was no Zhao Cui. Forget it, if you don’t have it, you don’t have it, Ma Xiaoliang thought to himself.

Ma Xiaoliang is very busy in the next month. During the May Day Golden Week, he has to shoot promotional videos for shopping malls and scenic spots. Ma Xiaoliang works almost around the clock. When he gets home, it is almost midnight. However, he is the only one at home. It doesn't matter whether he goes back or not. , sometimes I just sleep in the car for a while when I feel really sleepy.One day, Ma Xiaoliang received an assignment from the website to go to the High-tech Zone Sculpture Park to shoot a yoga public event. Since Ma Xiaoliang was really good at photographing people at the Luoyang Peony Festival last time, the editor urged him to go and come back with some good-looking photos this time. .Ma Xiaoliang drove the unit's car to the sculpture park.This is the largest park in Guanzhou High-tech Zone. It is adjacent to the subway and has a large wetland. It is a good place for many citizens to visit.Ma Xiaoliang came here early, set up the airs in advance, and prepared a drone. This was a very new thing at the time, and it was very effective for shooting videos.

Gradually, many yoga enthusiasts came to participate in today's event. Ma Xiaoliang was fiddling with his mobile phone absentmindedly. Anyway, the camera's live broadcast shooting has been highly intelligent. He only needs to ensure that the equipment has power and continues to operate. Will this start? The equipment has already Debugging completed.At this time, a man and a woman appeared on the stage in front. They seemed to be today's yoga guides. The woman among them was very familiar to Ma Xiaoliang. She was actually Zhao Cui. Today, she was wearing cooler yoga clothes and was chatting with the man. Joking while preparing for the preliminary guidance work.

(End of this chapter)