Enya and He Yang both shook their heads and said they didn't know.
Since Gu Mengmeng left Beijing, they have not seen Kangwei.
Enya comforted her friend who was far away in a foreign country, saying that if she couldn't contact him again, she and He Yang would personally go to the 368** unit on the weekend to explore Conway's lair and help her keep tabs on him.
He Yang was still reasonable and said that Conway must have restricted contact. Special forces usually confiscate all communication tools when they have a mission or receive an exercise order. He Tuan is aware of Conway's condition and will definitely not let him be the first one again.
line, the greatest possibility is to let Conway take command or assign him a sinecure, but according to his nature, it is estimated that the former is more likely.
Gu Mengmeng also felt that what He Yang said made sense, and in the end they worked together to persuade the impulsive Enya not to cause trouble to He Tuan and the others.
When she was about to log off, Gu Mengmeng picked up the bouquet of tulips with a faint fragrance on the table and expressed her deepest blessings to the young couple on the screen who were about to go through the legal procedures.
"You must be extremely happy and let those who gossip cry!" She typed a line in the conversation box!
Enya and He Yang both smiled, and they nodded to thank her in the distance.
Shut down the computer.
Gu Mengmeng began to prepare the course materials for the next day seriously. She would have an in-depth discussion and dialogue with the students in the master class about what the soul of photography is.
She pays attention to color matching, three-dimensional space, and the charm of light, but she loves the soul of photos even more. For her, photography is a form of expression of life: like a filter, it helps you clarify the corner of the sky you like;
It's like a mentor holding a pointer, urging you to think about the meaning of life.
It is not difficult to simply take a good photo, but to imbue the photo with your thoughts, your discoveries and connotations is an achievement that can be pursued with a lifetime of energy. What she wants to pursue is a kind of vivid beauty.
, like those lifelike lights, natural and bright, not physically bright. It is the brightness of the eyes, the brightness that illuminates the soul.
Gu Mengmeng has never dared to call herself a master. She still has a lot to learn. For example, the students in this master class include many world-famous photographers. Under their hands, there are also many things worthy of her learning and
Learn from advanced experience and technology.
The German photographer who impressed her at the opening ceremony has now become her friend.
She had seen his photo album of war correspondents.
The characters are vivid, the meaning is profound, and the lighting angles are very good. He once won the third prize in the portrait category of the 52nd Dutch Competition, and he is a character that cannot be underestimated. Gu Mengmeng remembers that once after class, she asked him for advice.
The German man was very surprised by some aperture conversion issues. He thought that the Chinese teacher who had been hurt by him would not talk to him in a low profile, but what he didn't expect was that not only did she call him "Xi" familiarly like a friend,
Bo Lai took out his camera and asked him about photography. The German man was surprised and felt very moved. After more than an hour of communication, the two not only eliminated the previous barriers, but also became study friends.
Gu Mengmeng always approaches people who are better than herself with an attitude of asking for advice humbly. Not being ashamed to ask is not only applicable to students, but also to everyone who is curious about knowledge.
After working for a few hours, she finished the courseware.
Looking out the window again, it was already dark.
He stretched out, looked at his watch, pressed his belly again, and got up to prepare dinner for himself.
The emptiness in the refrigerator made her want to cry. It was all because of her carelessness that she had forgotten all the frozen food yesterday, and there was nothing left in the refrigerator.
Reluctantly, I went to the bathroom to wash my face, put on a fitted dress, took the money and walked out the door.
"Beep ring... ring ring!" The landline phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence of the night.
When she picked up, it was the students who invited her to visit the night market in Amsterdam.
Well, she was going out to eat as well.
After making an appointment on the phone to meet at the door, she didn't bring her mobile phone, packed lightly, closed the door and left.
The university town is very big. When she was waiting for the night shift tram downstairs to take her to the school gate, she met an aunt she had just met from the same building. She had an electric moped and was getting ready to go out with a bag of things.
"I'll take you with me! Gu--------" the aunt greeted her in Dutch.
Gu Mengmeng looked at the invisible electric car, agreed, and sat in the back seat of the electric car.
The aunt took her riding on the quiet and beautiful campus. The white tulip street lamps illuminated the simplicity and elegance of the road. Wandering in the evening breeze, she closed her eyes slightly and enjoyed the comfortable atmosphere of spring. This feeling was a bit like returning home.
When she arrived at the compound where she grew up, she sat in the back seat of Gu Jingxi's car and narrowed her eyes like this.
"It's beautiful here! Auntie..." she admired sincerely.
As for the confusion caused by many people's misunderstanding of the Dutch people's openness and no taboos about sex, she has been here for so long, but she has not realized it at all. Each country has a different cultural atmosphere. For example, the Chinese like dumplings, while the Japanese like raw materials.
Fish fillet, the Dutch like roast suckling pig, you can't force others to follow your preferences.
What life pursues is comfort and comfort, and there is no need to strangle the soul that longs for freedom and equality for the sake of traditional constraints.
"The Netherlands is my home, I love it very much!" the aunt said with a smile as she took her to the appointed school gate.
Gu Mengmeng stepped forward and hugged her aunt, smiling and thanking her. "I like Amsterdam very much, and I also like the Netherlands."
The aunt greeted a group of Gu Mengmeng's college students and left. After a while, they surrounded Gu Mengmeng in the center of the circle.
The only woman in the class, Times reporter Saliman from Saudi Arabia, praised her in English: "Teacher, you are very beautiful tonight! This dress is very beautiful!"
The other students all echoed, looking at their beautiful Dongfang teacher with bright eyes, shining like a bright pearl in the night.
Gu Mengmeng burst into laughter.
Looking at her body, she saw that she was wearing one of the few casual clothes. It was a Chinese-style plain short cheongsam with dark patterns. The tailored cut and exquisite workmanship, coupled with her straight black hair, set off her oriental temperament.
Very charming.
"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."
Saliman seemed to particularly like this coat. She looked up at Gu Mengmeng from time to time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, can you tell me where I can buy it?"
Gu Mengmeng was stunned for a moment when she was asked. She thought for a moment before answering her: "My lover gave it to me. If you like it, I can ask him where he bought it."