Chapter 266 Old friend?
There are only two days left until the Chinese New Year. Wen Liang's photography class starts the night before New Year's Eve, and the second class is on the seventh day of the first lunar month.
At seven o'clock that evening, Wen Liang sat in front of the computer screen on time, opened the class software, and entered the classroom live broadcast room.
There is already a picture in the live broadcast room, and the assistant is debugging the equipment.
Wen Liang took a look at the classroom WeChat circle and saw that many students were in the group, chatting while watching the live broadcast.
One of the students said, "It's about to start. I'm so excited! Oh my god, I'm so lucky. I saw the class information on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and it was the last spot available when I signed up!"
Other students echoed, "You're so lucky! I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time and signed up as soon as the course information came out."
Wen Liang was puzzled for a moment.
It was already the 10th when she signed up, and as that person said, it was already full.
Maybe someone dropped out of the course later, leaving the spot vacant.
"Hey, can you hear me, classmates?"
At this time, a refreshing and magnetic male voice sounded in the live broadcast room.
"able!"
"111."
"Philosopher God!"
“…”
A series of speeches appeared on the public screen below.
"You can hear me, right? Okay, the teaching assistant will check the list. Once all students are present, we'll officially start the class."
A minute later, the teaching assistant spoke on the public screen, "Everyone is here."
"Okay, let's start the class now. You should have seen our course catalog. In the first lesson, we'll start with the classification and style of photography, and then take everyone to appreciate some excellent works..."
Wen Liang listened very carefully and took notes.
Dongzhe's voice is gentle, his logic is clear, and his content is substantial and fascinating.
Before I knew it, the two-hour class had passed.
"Okay, students, that's all for today's class. The teaching assistant will share the homework in the group. Please complete it on time."
Wen Liang turned off the live broadcast and returned to the bedroom with his laptop.
Fu Shifan was lying in bed playing games.
Wen Liang lifted the quilt and went to bed. He sat in the quilt and looked through his notebook, recalling all the knowledge points again.
She picked up her phone, downloaded the homework package sent by the teaching assistant, and took a quick look at it.
There are ten pictures in the homework package. Students are required to analyze the photo expression techniques according to the knowledge points taught by Dongzhe today, and take five photos using the above expression techniques and submit them.
Just then, a notification sound came from WeChat.
Wen Liang took a look and saw that it was a new friend request.
She was shocked because the applicant's WeChat name was Dongzhe.
Wen Liang went to the group to compare the group owner's account and found that the person who added her was Dongzhe.
What did he add her for?
Wen Liang was puzzled, but still agreed to the friend request and replied: "Hello, teacher."
Like an obedient student.
The other person at the top of the page flashed while typing, and Dongzhe replied, "Aliang, we haven't seen each other for a few years. We shouldn't be so unfamiliar, right?"
Wen Liang was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face.
What does he mean?
Does he know her?
Does she know him?
Wen Liang typed a few words on the phone screen, paused, and pressed send. "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean, teacher. Do you know me?"
Dongzhe sent a string of ellipsis, as if he was speechless. "When you first arrived in Philadelphia, you didn't want to live in the campus dormitory. I was the one who found you an apartment. Have you forgotten?"
Wen Liang looked at his reply in surprise.
Is that so?
But she couldn't remember anything about her time abroad.
Wen Liang replied, "I'm sorry, I was in a car accident before returning home, and my memory of that time is not very clear."
Dongzhe: "Really? No wonder you not only didn't contact me after returning to China, but also deleted me."
Deleted him?
Wen Liang frowned slightly.
After waking up from the car accident, she clearly remembered that she had no memory and did not dare to delete her friends casually.
Could it be that she remembered it wrongly?
Wen Liang didn't dwell on it and replied with an emoticon, "Maybe I didn't recognize it and just deleted it. I'm really sorry, but were you my classmate when I was abroad?"
Dongzhe: "No, I lived in Philadelphia for a few years and was the president of the Chinese Association at that time." Dongzhe replied, "We met in a local Chinese group chat."
Wen Liang: "I see. Thank you for your help back then."
Dongzhe: “You already thanked me that year.”
Next, Dongzhe sent a voice message.
Wen Liang clicked, and a pleasant voice came out from the speaker, especially clear in the study room where only one person was. "After you deleted me, I thought you hated me. After returning to China, I didn't dare to disturb your life. I didn't expect you to sign up for my photography class. Maybe this is fate."
"This is all thanks to your guidance in the competition group. By the way, when I signed up, was the course quota full? Did you take the initiative to add me in?" Wen Liang asked curiously.
Dongzhe replied with a voice message, "Yes, do you want to learn photography? I can teach you."
Wen Liang was puzzled: "Am I not taking your class right now?"
Dongzhe: "Actually, based on my teaching experience, online classes are far less efficient than offline classes. Are you in Jiangcheng now?"
Wen Liang: "Yeah."
Dongzhe: "I happen to be in Jiangcheng too. If you're willing, let's make an appointment to go collect folk songs together. I can teach you step by step then."
Wen Liang was very excited when he heard the news.
Wen Liang: "Really? That's great! How could I not want to? But, can I invite a friend?"
To be honest, Dongzhe is just a stranger to her now.
She couldn't help but be wary of him, so she wanted to call Zhu Fan along.
Dongzhe answered quickly: "Sure."
Wen Liang: "Okay, when you are free after the New Year, give me a call."
Dongzhe: "Don't call me teacher, Huo Dongcheng, you used to call me Brother Dongcheng."
"Aunt, I also want to go with you to collect folk songs, is that okay?"
Suddenly, Fu Shifan's voice came to my ears.
The little girl was smart. Seeing Wen Liang chatting on the phone, she became more suspicious.
Wen Liang was startled and reflexively turned off the screen. When he turned around, he saw Fu Shifan's smiling face, and his round eyes were full of cleverness.
"It depends on the time. If you are still in the country at that time, then your aunt will take you there."
Wen Liang opened his phone screen again and exchanged a few polite words with Huo Dongcheng.
"Yeah yeah yeah!"
Fu Shifan smiled happily.
…
New Year's Eve was the third day that Wen Liang and Meng Ce had agreed to meet, in the afternoon.
Tang Shishi has returned to the Tang family, and only Wen Liang and Fu Shifan are in the large flat.
Early that morning, Wen Liang and Fu Shifan put up Spring Festival couplets on the large flat, and returned to the old house after breakfast.
Before he even entered the living room, he heard the old lady's voice inside, "Why are you so anxious? Can Aliang harm Fanfan?"
Another female voice immediately responded, "Fanfan will only be led astray by her if he stays with her! Fanfan hasn't called me once in the past few days. If that's not her instigation, what could it be? I'm going to pick Fanfan up right now!"
It’s Fu Qingyue.
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