The open eyes of Mimihuhu. too bright. It took him a long time to remember that he arrived in France yesterday and was currently staying with a family in Paris.
Winter winter winter…
"Xing, come downstairs for breakfast." It was Aunt Lizzy's voice. Chen Xing rubbed his eyes. He didn't close the curtains when he went to bed last night, so he was woken up by the bright light so early today. After all, he really didn't wake up.
I don’t know what time the first class at the university here is. If he still starts at eight o'clock as before, then Chen Xing probably has to get used to a healthy life of going to bed early and getting up early.
"Here we come." He got up, got dressed, and straightened the quilt a little. The room was very empty. Chen Xing thought that after he was done today, he must go to the market to buy some decorations, books and so on. He was very curious about French bestsellers.
The best-selling one in China right now is Chicken Soup. I don’t know what’s popular in France. It would be great if travel journals became popular. If they could be sold, I would publish a whole volume of them.
When I went out with the toiletries, I met the Indian guy next door again. His name is Shah Rukh Yazan. Indian names also have the surname at the end and the given name at the front, just like Europeans and Americans, so just call him Shah Rukh. This guy is a gamer, but not introverted.
"Good morning!"
"Okay." Chen Xing nodded and went downstairs first. Everyone's breakfast is set on the table. A square table can seat six people, so five people can eat without feeling crowded. The two landlords have already taken their seats and are eating with Pena, who lives on the third floor.
Breakfast consisted of eggs, a few slices of baguette, tomato sauce, and milk, which seemed healthy. Li Zi smiled and greeted Chen Xing, who had just arrived home, and invited him to take a seat quickly. Pena was still as shy as she saw yesterday, eating with his head down.
In fact, Chen Xing prefers her name, Hedwig. It sounds beautiful. The name Pena is just average, maybe it can be translated as Pena?
European girls seem to be more suitable for this kind of name translation with a female side. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and fixed my hair.
After sitting down, Uncle Feida said: "Xing, today is the day for you to register. Do you need us to send you there?"
"No, the Paris School of Decorative Arts is on the street in front, I can find it."
"ensad?" Pena raised her head. Chen Xing also looked over and realized that her eyes were still light gray, very clear.
"Yes, are you also in this school?" Chen Xing asked as he sat down.
"No, I'm at the Ecole Normale Supérieure in Paris." Li Zi said with a smile: "It seems you are still neighbors." Chen Xing said: "We are still roommates." There was laughter at the dinner table, only Pena was a little shy.
After eating this breakfast, Chen Xing went out. About a kilometer away from this street is the Ecole Supérieure des Arts Décoratifs in Paris.
The two streets along the road are crowded with tourists during the day, but they are relatively deserted in the early morning. There are many scenic spots to see in Paris in the early morning. Who would go shopping in the early morning?
…There are many people at the school gate. Chen Xing walked in, asked a senior for directions, and came to Professor Cliff Noble's office.
This professor was one of the teachers who originally interviewed Chen Xing. After that, the two of them kept in touch frequently, and their relationship was okay.
"You're here, how have you been lately?"
"very good."
"That's fine, let's go. You are going to join my class and I will take you to get to know your classmates." The Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Arts Décoratifs implements a three plus two policy. Three years of education will be followed by two years. Mandatory internships...maybe the three plus two higher vocational schools in China evolved from here?
Because Chen Xing has excellent skills and has studied in higher education institutions in his country for several years, the previously scheduled course was to directly participate in the fourth-year internship.
But later, after discussion at the school, they felt that although Chen Xing was good at shooting, it was not enough if he did not understand the basics at all, so he was asked to report to the school a few months in advance and became a transfer student in his junior year.
Fortunately, this is the last semester of my junior year and I will graduate in June. The buildings in the art school are different from ordinary schools, not to mention that this school mainly produces talents in the design department. The design of the main building of the school looks very beautiful from the appearance, with a sense of art from the Roman era. .
There is a small square in the center of several buildings in the school. Domestic schools like to place the national flag in this location.
But what this university has placed is a statue. The statue created by the well-known artist Francesco Bodoni stands on a long pillar. If the weather is bad, it is difficult to see the details of the statue when you look up because of the reflection, and all you see is black. film.
Professor Nobel said: "Although our school is relatively small, it still has two main teaching buildings. One of them is the School of Fine Arts, which is where you will often go in the future, and the other is the School of Architecture." Chen Xing nodded all the way.
He thinks both teaching buildings are beautiful. There is a statue every two or three meters downstairs. Above the statue, on the second floor of the teaching building, there are also portraits of famous figures.
These portraits represent the artists and architects who have influenced the world during the two hundred years since the school was founded. This can be regarded as the heritage of a school, which is incomparable to many newly established schools.
When he arrived outside the classroom, Chen Xing could hear that the classroom was just as noisy as the classroom in his memory, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
It seems that students all over the world are the same. After entering the door, Professor Nobel clapped his hands. Although the students did not immediately return to their seats in a panic, they all became quiet and listened to what Professor Nobel wanted to say.
"I hope everyone has had a happy holiday, but starting from today you should study hard. At least you must know where to go and what to do in the second half of the year. Okay, let me introduce to you your new Classmate, Xing Chen from China." Seeing that he was speaking in French, Chen Xing walked to the podium in French and said: "Hello, just like Professor Nobel said, you can just call me Xing. I hope we We can happily spend the rest of our college time together.”…The applause soon started.
Chen Xing looked around at his future classmates and was also very happy. There seems to be no Nico in the class, and now he doesn't think he is a stranger when he says he can get along happily with his classmates.
Today is not only the first day for Chen Xing to register, but also the first day for them to return to school. Professor Nobel looked at the number of people in the classroom without naming names. He smiled at Chen Xing and said, "You can come back to my office in an hour. We still have some procedures to resolve. You can already find me." It’s the office, right?”
"Okay, Professor."
"Well, let's get along well with the classmates." The professor left, and Chen Xing was quickly surrounded by classmates. They were all curious why it was almost the end of the semester and there would be new classmates joining them. inside the class.
"Hello, are you really a photographer from China?"
"We haven't had students from China in our school for many years, haha. There are two Chinese Americans in the second grade. Do you know them?" Chen Xing shook his head.
It is not true that Chinese photographers will be discriminated against in France, but they are indeed few. There were also some Asian faces in their class, but after everyone chatted together, they found out that apart from Chen Xing, there were three Asians in this class, two were from island countries, and one was from Bangzi country.
Fortunately, these three people have pretty good personalities and don't have the stereotypes of island countries and stick countries. I guess it’s because I have been abroad for a longer time and have become accustomed to life abroad.
The person who first struck up a conversation with Chen Xing asked, "Where do you live now? In the dormitory?"
"No, I live in a homestay not far from the school. What does the dormitory look like?"
"It's very ordinary. Come on, I'll take you to have a look." Chen Xing was pulled and said quickly: "Don't you need to go to class?"
"There is no class today, just a roll call. But now that Professor Nobel has left, I guess there won't be a roll call. There will be a history of photography section at ten o'clock tomorrow, and I will drag you into our Facebook discussion group..." A girl said.
Chen Xing quickly saw the school dormitory. It's hard to say it's bad, but at least it looks good. If there were such dormitory conditions in China, it would probably have become an internet celebrity school long ago. There might also be some low-key aristocratic schools with such a style.
Needless to say once you get in. The sour smell is inevitable. Fortunately, he chose to live off campus, Chen Xing thought to himself.
There are murals on the walls outside the dormitory. The patterns look very much like Western China. There is a balcony on the left hand side of the corridor. The handrails are about one meter high. The arc-shaped hollow windows are very reminiscent of Harry Potter. .
The classmate who brought Chen Xing over said: "Look below, that is the most spectacular building in our school." Chen Xing looked down from the hollow position of the balcony.
Separated by a corridor below, there is a glass-roofed building in front of it. The decoration inside is vaguely visible, and there are still many sculptures and wall paintings.
"Any activities or exhibitions in the school are also there, but our photography department has not had an exhibition for a long time." The classmate sighed.
On a campus led by the Design Department, the Photography and Videography major is indeed like a stepmother, but it is precisely because of this that the students in the class seem so Buddhist. It is impossible to compete anyway, so just hang out and wait for graduation. .
... After being led around the school by his classmates for more than an hour, Chen Xing went to Professor Nobel's office to complete the remaining registration procedures.
Now, Chen Xing can tell outsiders without any scruples that he is a student at the Ecole Nationale Supérieure des Arts Décoratifs.
Hotel management, to hell with it. When he came back from school, the road was a little more lively. Chen Xing bought some decorations in a store selling small commodities. After returning to his room and decorating it a little, Chen Xing felt that the desk was too empty, so he went to the Seine River to buy some. Some second hand books.
The Seine River has always been a paradise for old books. Many second-hand bookstalls have been placed here since more than a hundred years ago. Today, the bookstalls along the Seine River have long been a must-see for tourists visiting Paris.
Although book sellers are now selling some souvenirs in order to make money, there are also many traditional book sellers.
Carrying a stack of books, he returned to his residence. The two roommates had not come back yet. Only Aunt Liz and Uncle Feida were at home. Seeing that Chen Xing had brought back some more books, they said with satisfaction: "Reading is a good habit in our country." One, I'm glad you like it too." Chen Xing smiled, went up to put the things away, and came down again to ask about the accommodation fee when the two roommates were not around.
But Uncle Feida said in advance before Chen Xing spoke: "Are you satisfied with our family?"
"I like the room very much and everyone is very easy to get along with."
"Of course, Pena and Shah Rukh are both good kids, and so are you, Star." Aunt Lizzie said. Accommodation outside the school is definitely much more expensive than inside the school, but the price of 120 euros a week still makes Chen Xing feel heartbroken. If this continues, his less than 40,000 euros will soon be spent. .
The income from Bizhan and the column alone cannot make up for the high consumption in Europe. Damn it, why haven’t I found any serious advertisements yet?
In the evening, after Chen Xing read the messages again, he declined the advertisements from two European study abroad agencies. He once again thought of old man John's suggestion... It seemed that it was time to move his domestic ones to the YouTube.
In order to benefit from it earlier and at least not worry about money, Chen Xing edited overnight. And redubbed.
Nowadays, Chen Xing edits faster because he doesn’t have any special effects. It mainly takes a while to write the text and dubbing, so he only posted three of them for most of the night.
His YouTube channel also has his own name [Chen Xing], which is the same as in China. When I took the textbook to school the next day, I couldn't help but yawn.
Chen Xing has liked the life of going to bed late and getting up late since he left his previous school. Now it is very difficult to accept such a life again. The only thing he can do is see if he can get used to it after a few more days.
The teacher of International Photography History is a fifty-year-old white aunt.
"Today we are going to learn about the Photographic Secession. This faction was founded by Alfred Stieglitz in 1902. It is a group of painterly photographers. Its members include, Edward..." Sitting next to Chen Xing It was the male classmate who showed him around the school dormitory. He asked in a low voice: "We saw about you yesterday. You actually won a Category A award at the Nice Winter Photography Festival. This is amazing."
"Thank you." Chen Xing said weakly. He took out his phone and looked at his channels. 1000+ people watched and 2 left comments.
[China is indeed a very beautiful place. I was honored to have a business trip to China twenty years ago. The scenery there was exactly the same as what the blogger took]... from America.
[We in India also have places as beautiful as here, and they are even more beautiful. Details are available on my channel]... from India.
Buzz...the phone vibrated. There's another message. Chen Xinghe quickly went up to take a look, just as he had uploaded it to the Beep site at first.
[It’s hard to see such primitive places on the Chinese mainland. In recent years, all I’ve seen is the prosperity of Shanghai, Yanjing, and Guangzhou. I haven’t returned to China in ten years. Just looking at it on the Internet, I thought my motherland no longer exists. Farmer, I must go back and see this year]... from America.
