On June 4th, the pavilion was busy. There was a show here yesterday, the students of costume design had a lively show, several French celebrities came, and even a band performed here.

Chen Xing and the others had nothing to do, and they came over to see the model's big white legs. It's really a big white leg. Although there are only a few underwear catwalks, but after all, it is summer, and it is impossible for those students from the design department to make strict fashion, most of them are shorts and short skirts.

The amazement is from the brand company, and the new elements they see in this model's fashion can be borrowed or directly asked to join the student.

The complaint is about the students lying on the upper floors of the dormitory. It's a shame that the most beautiful girl is actually the most tightly dressed today.

How cheerful I watched yesterday, how much fire there was in the exhibition hall today. Chen Xing was woken up by a phone call at five o'clock in the morning.

Because yesterday's catwalk was very amazing, the fashion design department directly held a salon in the exhibition hall, which was attended by a number of brands in Paris, Chanel, which Chen Xing is more familiar with, Louis Vuitton, who had a cooperation, as well as Hermes, Yves Saint Laurent and so on.

A bunch of top companies carved up most of the students in the textile college, who practiced first, and then became regular after the school's internship period.

The rest will also go to the school's studios first, and then wait until they officially graduate to join these brands. There are very few couturiers who have graduated from Paris and are still living outside.

This kind of person is either someone who is specially sent in by some small brands and wants to go back to work according to the contract after graduation, or someone who has lofty ideals and wants to create his own brand...... On the street where Chen Xing lives, there are countless small designer shops, many of which are graduates of such prestigious universities.

The salon lasted until about some o'clock in the morning, and several old dogs of the student union took a look at the venue...... If you don't clean it up, whoever carries it out tomorrow will clean it up.

Convex! Before dawn, Chen Xing walked into the school's assembly hall wearing stars and moons, yawning along the way.

"Morning, Chen ......," a familiar classmate greeted. Chen Xing waved his hand. The school's assembly hall was busy, with the lights on and bright as day.

More than a dozen people in the third year of the photography department are here, after all, they are the protagonists of today's photography exhibition, and their interests are related, so they can't stop doing it.

A few teachers came, and they were standing on the side chatting with coffee, looking in good spirits. There is still a group of ...... left There are five second-year students in the photography department, Chen Xing knows them all, their works have been favored by the teacher, and they can also be exhibited today, and there are more than a dozen people in the end, who seem to be students of the School of Textiles.

Yesterday, these people were not picked out, and after this holiday, they all worked in the Paris haute couture studio.

Kereji is doing magic damage to it.

"Why isn't Ciri here? Oh, he didn't sleep until two o'clock at night yesterday, yesterday's party was held so late, it's really promising, you have so many people into fashion brands, why don't you go? "Someone was trembling with anger.

But there was harmony at the scene. As soon as Chen Xing came in, he was called away to carry the shelves together, and some works were not on the wall, but were surrounded by some red ribbons and placed on the shelves, making a very valuable appearance that the audience was not allowed to get too close to visit.

I don't know where my work will be arranged. Today's venue layout students are completely unaware of it, only a few teachers know, the audience makes an appointment online, and then enters the school for free with their ID cards or passports, and finally gives an impression score...... Chen Xing has a lot of opinions about this.

There are viewers who rate this thing, don't you say it earlier? By about seven o'clock, the hall was all in order, and a pickup truck drove in the doorway, slowly moving down to be magnified, or putting the student photography in a glass frame.

Chen Xing's work was placed on the right-hand side of the entrance door, which was in a good position, but not the best. This time, the school really prefers students who are full of imagination.

The most promising ones were placed on the shelves that Chen Xing had moved before, and Yin Disa, a photography student from North Africa, touched the teacher's heart with a set of wasteland styles, the backgrounds and costumes of this group of works are full of contradictions, and a lot of post-production is used.

For example, directly turn late noon into 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 day to night.

But it can be appreciated. He stood outside the red line with the audience who gradually entered the theater to look at Yin Disa's work.

The texture of the character's face is very good, which shows that his post-dermabrasion technique is very good. For academic photographers like them, who list pS as a special course, the dermabrasion does not rely on software to automatically retouch, but uses techniques such as neutral gray or high and low frequency to polish the skin by hand.

"It was a really good shot."

"Is our future really going to be like this? We have to be wary of war. ”

"The world after the nuclear ruins." Chen Xing left silently, and he didn't know what these viewers would say about his simple photography, but he didn't want to listen to it anymore...... It's boiling.

After studying nervously for several days, he finally didn't have classes all day today, and he wanted to go to the nearby Paris Normal School to see Hedwig, they have an exhibition today, and her paintings are much better than Chen Xing's photos.

The two schools are not far away, and Chen Xing found a shared bicycle outside, and it took ten minutes to ride to Paris Normal School.

The appearance of this school, Chen Xing felt that it was a little more beautiful than their school. The combination of classicism and neoclassicism is that the school is larger than theirs, with elegant courtyards and sculptures, laboratories, theaters, gymnasiums, and dormitories that are two grades better than Parisian high-ceilings.

Chen Xing went in and walked around for half an hour before entering the theater. The exhibition was set up in the theater.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, which should be the peak of the morning visit, but there were not many people in the theater, and Chen Xing was sure that some of them were still students in the school.

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

"Hey!" Chen Xing whispered in her ear in the past.

"I'm sorry!" Hedwig said subconsciously, and then found out that the person who spoke was Chen Xing. She was pleasantly surprised, "Why are you here?" ”

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

"We are an academic school, how can we compare to your artistic school? It's good to have someone visit, and I want to stay in school and become a painting teacher in the future, but it's so difficult, there are too many competitors. "This is a normal school, and no matter how many times its mission has evolved, its original mission has always been to train teachers, and the students are pure.

Chen Xing smiled and said, "Then you can go to our country to become a teacher, as long as you learn a few commonly used Chinese." ”

"Is that okay?" Chen Xing was just joking, but seeing that Hedwig looked serious and thoughtful, he hurriedly said, "Don't take it seriously, I'll just talk about it." When you don't want to paint in the future and want to use the money you earn to retire, then go to Huaxia, right? ”

"Why?" Chen Xing said: "There is no soil for oil painting to survive in China, and the oil painters of our country are racking their brains to run to Europe, what are you doing in the past?" After walking around, Chen Xing finally saw Hedwig's painting.

Hedwig's preference for cool tones and her neoclassical style influenced her to look at it from afar and think it was a photograph, but you can only see the details of the painting when you get closer.

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

Chen Xing leaned into Hedwig's ear and said, "This is the best one I've seen." ”

"Thank you."

"Am I really?"

"I really thank you, do you have any questions?"

“……”

"Nope." Photography can be imaginative, imaginative photography is still photography, but sometimes, an imaginative painting is no longer a painting.

After watching the exhibition, the two gradually walked out into the courtyard. I am used to seeing my own school's garden, and now I have a sense of novelty when I see the gardens of other schools, Chen Xing took a few photos here before, and now he came back with Hedwig, his mood is different, and he took a few more.

They sat on the soft lawn, not far away with a farewell couple. Chen Xing said: "I will return to China in a few days. ”

"Oh." Chen Xing looked at her and said, "What about you?" Are you going back home? After waiting for a long time without waiting for an answer, when Chen Xing looked sideways, Hedwig had already buried her head...... What's going on here?

Chen Xing quickly thought that when he came back from Rouen, he mentioned family at the dinner table, and Hedwig broke the defense in an instant, and returned to his room all night without coming out...... Her home?

Chen Xing hesitated, but he still slowly moved his position, and when he got closer, he grabbed Hedwig's shoulder.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's fine."

"Do you remember? The last time you said something to talk about later, I think now is the right time. "Chen Xing is going back to China, although he will come to France soon, but he is also going to Africa with Professor Nobel, and it is impossible to live in Paris for a long time, and perhaps the room he rented in Paris will have to be returned.

Possible...... The separation in a few days is the separation of them in a year, or even a few years. Hedwig never wanted to think about it.

On the lawn of the school courtyard, Hedwig leaned on Chen Xing's shoulder, feeling that such a hug was so warm, as if the fear she had to face every day was completely blocked by Chen Xing, was this what they said about the sense of security?

"I don't want to go home." She said.

"Huh?"

"I want to stay in France, or go to your country, in short, I don't want to go back to the United States...... I think about what my sister did to me every day, and my mom, my dad didn't believe that they would abuse me at all, and I kept resisting, resisting, until I'm grown up now, I don't want to go back again, don't you go, okay? She grabbed Chen Xing's clothes and raised her head.

Her tone was choked, 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 disguised themselves so well that even her grandparents thought they lied.

Chen Xing is the light of her life. She didn't want the light to fade away.