There was just a show here yesterday, and the costume design students put on a lively show. Several French celebrities came, and there was even a band performing here. Just watching the video, someone who didn’t know it might have thought it was Victoria’s Secret.
Where is the scene?
Chen Xing and the others had nothing to do and even came over to look at the model's big white legs.
Really big white legs.
Although there are only a few underwear catwalks, it is summer after all, and it is impossible for those students in the design department to come up with strict fashions. Most of them are shorts and short skirts. A girl from China designed a Chinese-style long dress.
skirt, the exclamations even contained complaints.
The exclamation comes from the brand company. They can learn from the new elements they see in this model's fashion or directly ask this student to join them.
The complaint is from the students lying upstairs in the dormitory.
What a pity, the most beautiful girl is actually the most well-dressed today.
How happy I was to watch it yesterday, and how angry I was to clean up 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 so amazing, the Department of Fashion Design held a salon directly in the exhibition hall. The salon was attended by many brands in Paris, including Chanel, whom Chen Xing is familiar with, and Louis Vuitton, with whom Chen Xing has collaborated once.
, as well as Hermès, Yves Saint Laurent, etc.
A bunch of top companies have divided up most of the students in the textile college. They first intern and become full-time students directly after the internship period in school.
The rest will first enter the school's studio, and then wait for official graduation before entering these brands.
There are very few fashion designers who graduate from Paris haute couture and still live outside.
This kind of people are either those who are specially sent by some small brands to go back to work according to the contract after graduation, or they are people who have lofty ideals and want to create their own brand... On the street where Chen Xing lives, there are countless
Small designer shops, many of which are graduates of famous universities.
The salon lasted until what time in the morning. Several old dogs from the student union took a look at the venue...
If we don’t clean it up anymore, whoever starts it tomorrow will clean it up.
Convex (艹艹)!
Before dawn, Chen Xing walked into the school hall wearing stars and moonlight, yawning along the way.
"Good morning, Chen..." a familiar classmate greeted.
Chen Xing waved his hand.
The school's assembly hall was busy, with all the lights turned on, as bright as day.
There are more than a dozen third-year students from the photography department here. After all, they are the protagonists of today’s photography exhibition and have a stake in it. They can’t stop doing it. A few teachers have come and are standing aside chatting with coffee. They seem to be in good spirits.
Not bad.
There is still a group left...
Five of them are sophomores in the photography department, and Chen Xing knows them all. Their works have been spotted by the teacher, and they can be exhibited today. Finally, there are more than a dozen people, who look like they should be students from the School of Textiles. p>
These people were not selected yesterday. After this holiday, they will all work in the Paris high-end clothing studio.
Corregi is dealing magic damage to it.
"Why isn't Desiree here? Oh, he didn't go to bed until two o'clock last night, right? Yesterday's party was held so late. The future is really bright. So many of you have entered fashion brands, why don't you
Where to go?"
Some people are shaking with anger.
But the scene was harmonious.
As soon as Chen Xing came in, he was called away to help lift the shelves. Some works were not put on the wall, but were surrounded by some red ribbons and placed on the shelves, making it look like they were valuable and the audience was not allowed to get too close. p>
I don’t know where my works will be arranged.
Students have no idea about the layout of today's venue. Only a few teachers know about it. Audiences make reservations online, then use their ID cards or passports to visit the school for free, and finally give impression scores...
Chen Xing has some opinions on this.
Didn't you tell me about audience ratings earlier?
By seven o'clock, the hall was almost all finished. A pickup truck drove in from the door and slowly moved down the students' photography works that were enlarged or mounted and placed in the glass frame.
Chen Xing's works are placed on the right side of the entrance. The location is good, but not the best.
This time the school really prefers students who are full of imagination.
The most favored ones were placed at the entrance, on the shelves that Chen Xing had moved before. Yin Disa, a photography class student from North Africa, impressed the teacher with a set of wasteland style. The background and costumes of this set of works
They are all full of contradictions, and a lot of post-processing was used.
For example, directly change noon to midnight.
It can only be said that every photographer has his own unique style. At least in Chen Xing's view, it would be difficult for him to do this when day changes to night.
But you can enjoy it.
He stood outside the red line with the audience who gradually entered the venue to watch Indisa's works.
The texture of the character's face is very good, which shows that his post-skin resurfacing skills are very good. They list pS as an academic photographer with a special course. The skin resurfacing is not done by automatic software retouching, but by using neutral gray.
Or use high and low frequency techniques for manual skin resurfacing.
"Really good shot."
"Is this really going to be our future? We must be wary of war."
"The world after nuclear ruin."
Chen Xing left silently, not knowing what these viewers would say about his simple photography, but he didn't want to hear it anymore... He was so embarrassed.
After studying nervously for several days, he finally had no classes all day today. He wanted to go to the nearby Normal School in Paris to see Hedwig. They had an art exhibition today, and her paintings were much better-looking than Chen Xing's photos. The two schools were not far apart. Chen Xing found a shared bicycle outside and rode to Paris Normal University in ten minutes.
Chen Xing thinks this school looks a little prettier than their school.
The key to the combination of classicism and neoclassicism is that the school's area is larger than theirs, 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.
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The art exhibition is set up as a theater.
The time has reached ten o'clock in the morning. Logically speaking, this time should be the peak time for visiting in the morning, but there are not many people in the theater. Chen Xing is sure that some of them are students from the school.
Anyway, Hedwig pretended to be a tourist and slowly walked around this huge theater while admiring it.
"Hey!" Chen Xing went over and said in her ear.
"Sorry!"
Hedwig said subconsciously, and then realized that the person speaking was Chen Xing.
She said in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"Anyway, it's free to visit. I'll come over and take a look. There are so few people here. It seems that the publicity is not good enough."
"We are an academic school, how can we compare with your artistic school? It would be nice if someone visited us. I want to stay in school and become a painting teacher in the future, but it is difficult just like this. 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 very pure.
Chen Xing smiled and said: "Then you can become a teacher in our country, as long as you learn a few commonly used Chinese sentences."
"Is this okay?"
Chen Xing was just joking, but seeing Hedwig thinking seriously, he quickly said: "Don't take it seriously, I'm just talking casually. When you no longer want to paint and want to use the money you earn to retire,
Are you going to China again?"
"Why?"
Chen Xing said: "There is no soil for oil painting to survive in China. The oil painters in our country are all racking their brains to go to Europe. Why are you going there?"
After walking around, Chen Xing finally saw Hedwig's paintings.
Hedwig prefers cool colors and is influenced by the neoclassical style. Looking at it from a distance, one might think it is a photograph. Only when one gets closer can one 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 withstand the surrounding environment. She was sitting on a collapsed tree trunk, hugging herself, and looking ahead sadly.
Chen Xing leaned into Hedwig's ear and said, "This is the best picture I have ever seen."
"Thank you."
"Am I serious?"
"I really thank you too. Do you have any questions?"
"..."
"No."
Photography works can be imaginative, and imaginative photography works are still photography works, but sometimes, imaginative paintings are no longer paintings.
After viewing the art exhibition, the two gradually walked out into the courtyard.
I was used to seeing the gardens of my own school, but now I felt a sense of novelty when I saw the gardens of other schools. Chen Xing had taken a few photos here before, and now that he was back with Hedwig, his mood was different again, so he took a few more photos. They were sitting on the soft lawn, not far away there was a couple saying goodbye.
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 to China?"
After waiting for a long time, there was no answer. When Chen Xing turned his head and looked over, Hedwig had already buried her head...
What's going on?
Chen Xing quickly thought of how when he came back from Rouen and mentioned family at the dinner table, Hedwig instantly broke her guard and returned to her room and didn't come out all night...
Her home?
Chen Xing hesitated a little, but still slowly moved his position, got closer and put his arms around Hedwig's shoulders.
"What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay."
"Do you remember? Last time you said we would talk about it later. I think now is the time."
Chen Xing is going back to China. Although he will come to France soon, he also wants to go to Africa with Professor Nobel. It is impossible to live in Paris for a long time. Maybe he will have to return the room he rented in Paris.
Maybe...
The separation in a few days will be the separation of them for a year, or even several years.
Hedwig has always 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. It seemed as if the fears she faced every day were completely blocked by Chen Xing. Is this the sense of security they said?<
/p>
"I don't want to go home," she said.
"Hmm?"
"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 mother. My father doesn't believe that they would abuse me.
I have been resisting and resisting until now that I have grown up, I never want to go back, so don’t leave either, 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 now, her life has always been dark. She was abused by her sister and stepmother, and distrusted by her family. They disguised themselves so well that even her grandparents thought she was a liar.
