How to trap a beautiful wife

A week later, a friend of Professor Smith contacted Chu Ci, and made an appointment with him to go to University A to give a lecture, and said politely that he would send someone to pick him up, but Chu Ci declined.

After Chen Xun found out, he insisted on sending Chu to resign from University A. Early in the morning, the two had a simple breakfast and set off together.

University A is a well-known art school in China, located in the suburbs of S City.Chen Xun glanced at the navigation and locked the screen of his phone, as if he had memorized the complicated route completely in his mind, which made Chuci admire him.

Withdrawing his gaze from Chen Xun, Chu Ci continued to read the script on the computer resignedly, but he didn't actually read much.

Chen Xun easily captured his emotions, and asked while waiting for the red light, "Are you nervous?"

"It's not bad." Chu Ci's mouth was stiff, but he quickly changed his words, and compared with his little finger, "It's a little bit."

Under Chen Xun's disbelieving eyes, he changed his words again and admitted helplessly: "Well, I'm really nervous."

After getting along for this period of time, Chu Ci began to express his feelings frankly. He no longer suppressed his emotions as he did when he first returned to China, and his expressions were vivid and changeable.

Chen Xun was pleasantly surprised by his changes, and couldn't help but curl his lips: "Don't be nervous, you will definitely do well."

Chu Ci had no choice but to cheer himself up like this.In fact, he also regretted agreeing to Professor Smith's request, because he is not very used to speaking in crowded places.But at the same time, he comforted himself that perhaps not many people would come to this lecture, so that he could regard it as a simple sharing in class when he was in school.

When approaching University A, Chen Xun confirmed with Chu Ci again: "Is it over at 11:[-]?"

"The plan is like this, one and a half hours of lectures, and the remaining half hour for questions." Chu Ci said, pausing, "If everyone has no questions, we will end early."

His slender fingers tapped the steering wheel twice, and Chen Xun said, "I'll call as soon as it's over, and I'll pick you up."

Chu Ci originally wanted to refuse, because Chen Xun's company and the university were in opposite directions, but after all he was greedy for this tenderness, so he agreed.

At the gate of gate A, Chen Xun parked the car in an unobtrusive place, Chu Ci thanked him and got out of the car, and was stopped by Chen Xun just two steps away.

"The neckline is a little crooked."

Chen Xun walked around the front of the car, turned the collar of the shirt out of the sweater for Chu Ci before Chu Ci could react, and smoothed it with his fingers.

Entering March, the temperature warms up.To suit the occasion, Chu Ci wore a shirt underneath and an avocado green sweater over his coat. He looked very refreshing, just like the students entering and leaving the campus.

The sun passed through the leaves and fell on his fair face. Chu Ci raised his eyes lightly in the mottled light and shadow. His eyes were cute and moist. Chen Xun couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched his left ear. Ci's ears turned red.

Chen Xun said in a low voice, "If you think it's almost over, send me a message."

Chu Ci hummed lightly, suppressing the reluctance in his heart: "I'll go in first."

"Go."

The spring breeze was blowing, bringing a burst of fragrance of flowers, gentle and tender, and even Chu Ci's footsteps became brisk.

He walked towards the campus, but before reaching the door, a man greeted him from a distance, walked up to him and asked, "Excuse me, is this Teacher Chu?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the man stretched out his hand: "I'm a professor at the School of Art, my name is Lan Yue, and I'm a friend of Professor Smith. I'm afraid you can't find your way to the classroom, so I came here to pick you up."

Chu Ci had heard Lan Yue's voice on the phone, a thick and magnetic male voice, plus Lan Yue and Professor Smith were friends, he thought he was at least forty years old, but he didn't expect Lan Yue to be so young, it seemed that he was only 30 years old about.

He reached out and shook hands with Lan Yue: "Hi, just call me Chu Ci."

He still can't bear the word teacher.

Lan Yue was noncommittal, and made a gracious gesture of invitation: "Then let's go in."

This scene fell in the eyes of Chen Xun who had not yet left, his eyes were slightly condensed.He was still hesitating whether to go to the company or not, so he made a decision now.

Chen Xun called Zhou Ran, "I won't go to the company this morning, if something happens..."

Who would have thought that Liang Xiangcong was right next to him, and when he snatched the phone, he complained: "Recently, he was either late or left early, so he didn't come today? What are you doing, since the king won't go to court early? Believe it or not, I'll deduct your salary?"

Chen Xun hung up the phone after saying "You can buckle it up".

He watched Chu Ci enter the campus, and waited about 10 minutes before following him. After a little inquiry, he found out the location of the lecture, bent down to enter through the back door, and sat in the corner of the last row.

The lecture had already started. Chu Ci was standing on the podium and was presenting a slideshow. His voice was amplified by the microphone, and even his breathing could clearly reach Chen Xun's ears.

Chen Xun adjusted his sitting posture to make sure that he could see Chu Ci, but Chu Ci would not see him.

Chu Ci's voice was a little nervous. He didn't expect the lecture to be held in such a large auditorium, let alone that it was almost full of people.

When people are nervous, they will subconsciously look for familiar faces, and among so many people, he only knows Lan Yue, although it is only half an hour.Lan Yue gave him an encouraging smile and mouthed "Come on" to him, Chu Ci smiled gratefully at Lan Yue.

Chen Xun, who was sitting in the back row, gradually realized that Chu Ci would look in one direction and smile from time to time.He looked along, and immediately recognized from the back that the other party was the man who was talking to Chu Ci at the school gate.

Chen Xun frowned, then calmed down and concentrated on listening to Chu Ci's lecture.

Chu Ci first introduced the shooting techniques of landscape photography, and then took the works of various famous artists as examples to analyze in detail such as lens selection, lighting and shadow techniques, etc.Although Chen Xun didn't know much about photography, he listened intently, and surprise gradually gathered in his eyes.

This is Chu Ci that he has never understood before, and the precipitation of the years on Chu Ci is clearly discernible.His teenager, in the six years he wasn't involved, transformed into a youth who shone in his own right.

Chen Xun was happy for him, but there was also an unconcealable disappointment mixed with his happiness.

Probably it was the familiar field that gave Chu Ci a sense of security. In the second half of the talk, he became more and more comfortable, his expression was calm and confident, and his whole person was like the diamond earring in his left ear, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

Chen Xun's eyes almost never left him.

An hour and a half passed quickly, Chu Ci clicked on the last slide, and the word "Thank you" appeared on the projection, and he realized that he had finished speaking, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Next is the Q&A session.

Contrary to what Chu Ci thought, the audience was very enthusiastic. After answering a few professional questions, a boy in a black coat sitting in the front row raised his hand.

"Mr. Chu, why don't you introduce your own work to us?" the boy asked, "I saw your work on the Internet, and I think your handling of details, such as composition and light and shadow, is even better than some masters."

After a pause, the boy went on to say: "I personally feel that your works are not simply shooting landscapes, but seem to convey some kind of emotion, isn't that true? And although you are a landscape photographer, most of your works are based on mountains and mountains. Sunrise is the main focus, is this a personal preference? Or can you pick a work and tell us about the mental journey of shooting at that time?"

Hearing this, Chen Xun couldn't help but sit up straight.

The audience was silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Ci.Chu Ci pursed his lips, and chose a question that was the best answer: "I can choose a work to talk about, you..."

The boy snatched the words: "Why don't you just talk about your award-winning work, "Sunrise on Mont Blanc"."

Chu Ci was slightly taken aback, and for some reason looked towards the last row, but was quickly stopped.

Lan Yue came up, handed him a bottle of unscrewed mineral water, winked at him with his back turned to everyone, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Chu's speech is really good, I also really want to hear you talk about your shooting experience .”

"Thank you." Chu Ci whispered.

After drinking water to moisten his throat, Chu Ci felt better. After thinking for a moment, he said: "The process of taking that photo was actually very simple. I went hiking with my friends and took it just in time for the sunrise. If there is anything special , It may be that when going down the mountain, my friend was exhausted and had to take oxygen, and almost went to the hospital."

At the end, he concluded with a feigned brisk tone: "In addition to equipment and skills, landscape photography also places high demands on the photographer's physical strength."

However, this answer is obviously unsatisfactory. Although it is said that luck is very important in order to take a shocking and good work, but Chu Ci is also very lucky. and out of the screen.

The boy who asked the question did not give up: "Is there nothing else?"

Chu Ci lowered his eyes lightly: "No."

Hearing this, Chen Xun frowned. He was very familiar with Chu Ci's tone and expression. Chu Ci did not look directly at the boy who asked the question, and the ending of the second word was cut very simply. These all showed that he was not telling the truth, at least not completely. It's true.

Boys had to sit down.

Chu Ci heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that this topic was over, he was a little surprised when he saw Lan Yue also raised his hand, and walked over to hand the microphone to Lan Yue himself.

Chen Xun frowned.

When Lan Yue stood up, there was a brief commotion. He looked at Chu Ci with a smile, and he was not stingy with compliments: "Mr. Chu, in fact, I just came back from Chicago some time ago, and I went to your alma mater to see a photography exhibition. Seeing your works, I think you are very talented and have a pair of eyes to discover beauty, so I came up with the idea of ​​inviting you to give lectures for everyone.”

"I heard from Professor Smith that the original name of this work was not "Sunrise on Mont Blanc". You originally named it "XUN". 'Xun' has the same pronunciation. Are you trying to find something through shooting? Or does it have other meanings?"

Hearing this, Chen Xun almost stood up uncontrollably.

The author says:

Chen Xun: Thanks for the assist.

Tomorrow is still double-updated, see you tomorrow——