Chen Xing went home first and put his things away, but there was no one at home. I don't know what job my dad goes to, but my mom must be in the store anyway.

Taking the gift for his mother, Chen Xing went downstairs to the mahjong parlor, pushed open the door curtain and entered, and the familiar smell of smoke, air conditioning, and the constant wear and tear of all kinds of things instantly poured into Chen Xing's nasal cavity.

The air is so bad!

"Mom!" Chen Xing shouted. This voice attracted everyone in the store. Chen Jiannan's son is back?

They only listened to Chen's mother here yesterday and read the article written by Chen Xing, which is really well written, just listening to the text, you can feel how beautiful the scenery of that place is, and how simple the folk customs are.

It's only been a day, and even Alzheimer's disease should have a memory. Chen's mother was even more pleasantly surprised.

She didn't even hear Chen Xing say when she would come back.

"Smash!" Chen Xing stepped forward and put the gift for her mother in front of her, and then looked around the store strangely, and muttered, "What's the matter?" "Silence them all yourself?

How do you see that you don't talk when you come in, and you don't rub mahjong, what's the situation?

"Xiaoxing, why don't you tell us when you become a writer."

"yes, yes." Chen Xing sighed and said, "What writer? No, I don't. ”

"I want to hide it from us, yesterday everyone else sent the book here, how well it is written, if it is close, I want to read it." Chen Xing immediately thought about whether the magazine had sent a sample issue.

is only this possibility, after he got the talent of writing, he also wrote a manuscript on China National Geographic, as for the travelogue that has just been uploaded on the Internet, it is impossible for this group of uncles and aunts to see it.

"Mom, did someone else send me a sample magazine?"

"Yes, you kid, you didn't even tell us about it." Chen Xing was sure and explained: "This is not a writer, I am just a photographer, and by the way, I wrote a travelogue......

"Then why not, it's all in the book!" The onlookers were gossiping, Chen Xing's head was too big, if Chen Xing admitted it in other places, he would admit it, and he could even brag with his friends and make a joke or something.

But not here. Aunties and uncles will make all kinds of old-fashioned jokes, all kinds of untimely touting, and make you die of shame.

In the end, it was my mother who relieved Chen Xing. Chen Xing, who breathed a sigh of relief, made up his mind that he would never come here again in the future, or could he ask his parents to change industries?

He thinks it's nice to open a commissary. The door is open, the air is good, the light is good, in addition to not making money, how can it be better than a chess and card room.

He also went to sit at the counter and gave his mother a gift bag in his hand.

"A gift for you."

"You also know to bring me a gift, good son, not in vain." Inside the white gift bag is a black box with not many logos on it, just a word of Givenchy.

When unpacked, it is a hand-knitted scarf that is mostly beige.

"It's a scarf."

"Well, winter is coming, you can surround it and try to feel comfortable." Chen's mother touched the material of the scarf and said: "This wool is so comfortable to touch, when will you buy a little of this wool back, I will give it to you myself, this will definitely be cheaper than buying a finished product, how much do you buy this one?" ”

"About five hundred." Chen Xing said.

"Oh, that's okay." Chen's mother happily surrounded her. Compared with other bitter families, Chen Xing's mother has never suffered much, and her age and mentality are very young, so she can also accept fashionable jewelry.

However, the clothes are a bit old-fashioned and not suitable. Take my mother to the supermarket tomorrow, Chen Xing thought. He just made a small windfall, and being rich is arrogant.

After playing for a while, Chen Xing was about to go home, but he was still not comfortable staying here, so he stood up and said, "Then I'll go back first?" ”

"Let's go, let's go." As soon as he stood up, an aunt in the store suddenly remembered something.

"Chen Xing, in two weeks, your brother Yang Ping will have a winter vacation from Southwest University of Science and Technology, and you can play together at that time. He also writes a lot, and you should have a common language. "We're all adults, so what's there to play with.

Yang Ping, Chen Xing, is not unaware, he is a nerd, and he can't play together. However, when she mentioned the matter of college, Chen Xing remembered another thing.

Next year, I will go to university in Paris. But don't talk about it here, wait until your parents come home in the evening.

As soon as he came out of the mahjong parlor, Chen Xing met two classmates whose names he couldn't remember, and the two subconsciously shouted: "Brother Xing is good!" ”

"Yes, hello." The end of the year is approaching, and many people who work outside have rushed back to the New Territories at this time, leaving some college students who have not yet returned, and college students will have to wait until about the 10th of next month to have a holiday.

Seven o'clock in the evening. Tonight's dishes are very rich, there are a few cold dishes that Chen Xing bought on the road, and six hot dishes, three meats, two vegetables and one soup, but they are all made by Chen's mother after she goes home, Chen Xing doesn't have such good skills.

In fact, as long as it is a dish that he knows, he does it very well, but he knows less.

"I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Dad Chen asked.

"As long as you want to do it, you can do it, you don't need to ask for our consent, if you want to use money......" Chen's mother thought about it seriously and said,

"Up to 100,000 at most, okay, you can say it."

“……”

"No, no, I don't want to start a business, but to go to school."

"Reading?"

"You're dropping out?" Before Chen Xing was still in the New Territories, he didn't go to France, and he hadn't even gone to Tibet, Chen Xing had discussed studying with them at home, and at that time, Chen's father called the school and confirmed that if Chen Xing really didn't want to go, then he could not go.

That's the end of it. To tell the truth, if Chen Xing hadn't had to continue studying, Chen's father and Chen's mother would have wanted to find him a restaurant to be an apprentice.

Anyway, it's not material for reading, learn a craft early, at least you won't go hungry in the future.

"It's not a dropout, it's a transfer, I was admitted to an art school in Paris, and I need to transfer from Sweet City."

"Huh? Are you going to study abroad? ”

"You've been deceived, haven't you?" Dad Chen didn't believe it. What level is your son? Studying abroad, to put it mildly, is the key matched?

I couldn't get into high school, I mixed it up for a few years, and I studied abroad.

"I haven't been deceived, I've passed the art exam, and I'm admitted without exams." Chen Xing used his mobile phone to search for the video of himself winning the Winter Camera Best Story Award, showed it to them, and said, "Look at this. In the video, Chen Xing was chattering, holding a trophy in his hand.

Chen's mother looked at the video, then at her son in reality, and asked, "Do you guess I understand foreign languages?" ”

"Ahem, this is a photography festival in France, and I won one of the awards, although it doesn't mean anything, but at least it shows that I do have a little talent in this industry, and the teachers in other schools like me and are willing to accept me as a student." The second elder's heart was pounding.

My son has been getting more and more powerful since he left that junior college.

"When will you speak a foreign language?"

"Self-taught." Dad Chen was excited and angry at the same time. You are so smart, why didn't you study hard in junior high school?

I didn't pass the high school entrance examination, which made me lose a lot of face! Wherever they work, their colleagues are his peers, who have been in the town of the New Territories since childhood.

Other people's sons take the exam with 90 points or more than 100 points at every turn, and the college entrance examination is easy to take a book, and occasionally the key points.

is a kid in his own family, and he failed in the high school entrance examination. Now that you're enlightened, you can learn a foreign language on your own?

Why don't you go to college! Forehead...... Well?

"You're going to study abroad next year? Going to college? ”

"Yes."

"Serious college?" Chen Xing couldn't laugh and cry, nodded and said: "Of course it's a serious university, a world-famous school, the Ecole Supérieure des Arts Décoratifs in Paris." ”

"Learn to decorate?"

"It's not." Chen Xing introduced the school to his parents.

"The curriculum of this school lasts for five years, and you can get a diploma issued by the state after graduation, which is equivalent to a master's degree from an ordinary comprehensive university, but the gold content of this diploma is more useful than that of an ordinary master's degree."

"Really? How did you get into such a good school? ”

"Just submit the work normally, wait for the interview, and pass the interview, but the foreigner doesn't understand what kind of academic qualification I am studying now, and I will transfer to another school according to the arrangement of ordinary universities, and I will be in my senior year in the past." Bang dang!

The fast son is gone. Chen's mother didn't have time to pick it up, so she said, "My son is out!" "As early as a few years ago, Chen's father wanted to give Chen Xing a younger brother, and he felt that Chen Xing's account was useless, so he opened another one.

Chen's mother didn't agree, and almost fought with Chen's father. Now it seems, scrapped? You're wasted!

"And how much does it cost you to study? We'll give you as much as you want. Chen's mother said boldly.

"Yes, we'll pay as much as you want." Dad Chen's mouth was crooked with joy. You can't make a lot of money by opening a mahjong parlor, but it's no problem to make a small profit of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a month, and I've saved a lot of money over the years.

Now it seems that buying a house is a secondary issue, let the son read the book first.

"You're so simply?"

"Then you must study it carefully, but we don't understand what you are doing now, we don't have more money, the tuition must be enough, and the living expenses will not be less than you."

"That's not it, I have money myself." Chen Jiannan returned to his room, rummaged through and took out a bottle of old packaged Moutai, and said, "I'm happy today, let's open this bottle of wine." "This wine has been around for some years, and it was bought by my father for celebration when the country successfully bid for the Olympic Games, and it has been stored at home for almost 20 years.

The wine is very mellow. Chen Xing was unexpectedly drunk early, but he also slept at home at ease.

Chen's father and Chen's mother have studied the Paris Higher School of Decorative Arts that Chen Xing said for a long time, and watched netizens say how cowhide this school is, and they will wake up from their dreams in the middle of the night.

For them, even if Chen Xing became a writer, it was far worse than a college diploma. Even they can't tell what the hell this diploma is for.

Chen Xing woke up the next day and went to find Chen's mother, who had not yet gone to the store, to ask for a sample of National Geographic.

It was also the first time he had seen his words appear on a paper book, and he felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.

He took a picture of some of the text on the second page with his mobile phone and sent it to Song Xingwen. Song Xingwen is the young man in the Dai village, who studied in college outside, and then returned to his hometown to start a tourism business, Song Shulan's brother.

Chen Xing and Song Shulan have been in contact more, and Song Xingwen has not talked since he left southern Yunnan.

Song Xingwen: ?? Song Xingwen: You wrote it? Did you write a book? What book? It is estimated that he zoomed in to read the words, and Song Xingwen didn't speak for two or three minutes.

Chen Xing: Thank me, there will definitely be a lot of people who will travel to your village in the future, I think you should quickly contact the secretary of poverty alleviation and get a serious tourism company to engage in tourism development.

Song Xingwen: No, are there so many people reading your book? When he and Chen Xing met, Chen Xing was just an ordinary person, in the past half a year, even if he wrote a book, how good would the sales be?

Not to mention that someone will chase the book and find it. Chen Xing: Let me give you a reminder, next month, on the 7th, China National Geographic.

Song Xingwen: National Geographic! Chen Xing: It's Huaxia National Geographic, so be it, come on, I'll go to Chunmanzhai to play when I have time.

National Geographic is a very powerful magazine, and the United States also cooperates with Huaxia, but it is not Huaxia National Geographic, but it is called Huaxia Geographic.

So why are the logos of China National Geographic and National Geographic so similar, they are both frames, but one is a red box and the other is a yellow box?

Then we can only talk about Chinese characteristics. Chen Xing, who returned home, simply let himself go, didn't exercise, played games at home every day, occasionally went out to get together with Zhou Peng, and then more and more old friends came back, and they also got together.

Drinking, eating. On December 31, the results of Huawei 's "New Image Competition" came out.

Since it is an official website selection, the final selection results can be seen on the official website in advance. Chen Xing's works here are simply a flock of tigers and sheep, and they are killing indiscriminately.

His photographs in the same style are called "Climbers of the Snow Mountain" and "The Power of Faith", which are all works that can win awards at international photography festivals.

Although Huawei entered the competition with a mobile phone, Chen Xing's creative style is the same.

No matter how he says, he can be regarded as an international second-rate, or even a first-class photographer, who went to a mobile phone photography contest to fry fish, if it was known by other participating photographers, it would definitely be unfair.

It's not fair! It's not fair! Rematch! Rematch! Click on the official website of Huawei, and there are three photographs scrolling on the homepage in turn.

One of them is related to Chen Xing. [Photographer of the Year: Chen Xing] [Award-winning work: "You in the Sunset"] Comments: This work is a close-up portrait, highlighting the posture and appearance of the subject's upper body, which can delicately portray the demeanor and appearance of the character...... It's a textbook snapshot.