Chapter 266
Chapter 266 Old Friend
There were only two days left before Christmas. Imogen’s photography ss started the night
before Christmas Eve, and the second ss was a week after.
At seven o’clock in the evening, Imogen sat in front of theputer screen on time, opened the
ss software, and entered the live broadcast room.
An image had appeared in the live broadcast room, showing the assistant debugging the
equipment.
Imogen checked the ss‘ Facebook group. The group was very lively as many students were
chatting in the group while waiting for the live broadcast to start.
One of the students texted: [It’s about to start. I’m a bit excited! Oh my God, I’m so lucky. I didn’t
see the information about the start of the ss until the day before. When I signed up for the ss,
it turned out that I’d filled thest remaining quota!]
Another student echoed: [How lucky of you! I have been on standby for this. As soon as the
information about the start of the ss came out, I signed up immediately.]
Imogen was confused.
It was already some time ago when she signed up, and ording to what that person said, the
quota was already full.
Perhaps someone dropped out of the ss afterward, so there were empty spots avable.
“Hi, students, can you hear me?”
Suddenly, a refreshing and maic male voice sounded in the live broadcast room.
[Yes!]
[Me too.]
[Xavier!]
A series of speech bubbles popped up at the bottom of the screen.
“You can hear me, right? Okay, the teaching assistant will check the name list first, and after all the
students are here, we will officially start the ss.”
A minuteter, the teaching assistant’s message appeared on the screen: [Everyone is here.]
“Okay, let’s start the ss now. I think you must have read our course catalog. In the first ss, we
will start with the ssification and style of photography, and I’ll show you some outstanding
works…”
Imogen listened very carefully while taking notes.
Xavier’s voice was warm and clear, and the content was credible and engaging.
Before she knew it, the two–hour ss ended just like that.
“All right, students, we’ll end our ss here now. Next, the teaching assistant will share the
homework in the group chat. Pleaseplete it on time.”
Imogen turned off the live broadcast and returned to the bedroom with her notebook.
Grace was lying inside the covers ying a game.
Imogen threw back the covers, got onto the bed, and wrapped herself with the covers while
flipping through her notebook, reviewing all the knowledge points.
She picked up her phone, downloaded the homework folder sent by the teaching assistant, and
briefly looked through it.
There were ten photos in the folder. Students were required to analyze the expression techniques
used in the photos based on the knowledge points taught by Xavier today, then take five photos
using
the above expression techniques and submit them.
Suddenly, a notification sound came from her Facebook.
Imogen took a look and saw that it was a new friend request.
She was shocked when she saw it, as the user’s Facebook name was Xavier.
Imogen specifically went to the group chat topare the group’s owner’s ount with this
ount and found that the person who followed her was indeed Xavier.
Why did he follow her?
Imogen was puzzled, but she still epted his friend request and messaged him: [Hello, Mr.
Xavier.]
Just like an obedient and well–behaved student.
The screen showed that the other party was still typing. A few secondster, Xavier replied:
[Imogen, we haven’t seen each other for a few years, but that doesn’t mean we’ve be
strangers with each other, right?]
Imogen was stunned, and shock shed across her face.
She wondered, “What does he mean? Does he know me? Do I know him?”
Imogen typed a few words on her phone screen, paused, and pressed send: [I’m sorry, but I don’t
quite understand what you mean. Do you know me?]
Xavier sent a string of ellipses as if he was very speechless: [When you first arrived in London, you
didn’t want to live in the school dormitory, and I was the one who helped you find an apartment.
Have you forgotten?]
Imogen looked at his reply in surprise.
She pondered, “Is that so? But I can’t remember anything that happened when I was abroad.”
Imogen replied: [I’m sorry, but I had a car ident before returning to the country, and I can’t really
remember the things that happened at that time.]
Xavier: [Really? So that was why. Not only did you not contact me after you returned to the country,
but you also deleted me.]
Imogen frowned slightly and wondered, “I deleted him?”
After waking up from the car ident, she clearly remembered that she had no memory, so she
didn’t dare to delete her friends‘ contacts carelessly.
Could it be that she remembered wrongly?
Imogen didn’t dwell on it and replied with an emoji: [Maybe I deleted it because I didn’t recognize it.
I’m very sorry. Are you my ssmate when I was abroad?]
Xavier: [No, Hived in London for a few years, and I was the chairman of Foreign Association at that
time.] Xavier’s next message popped up: (We met in the localmunity’s group chat.]
Imogen: [I see. I thank you for your help at that time.]
Xavier: [You have thanked me back then.]
Afterward, Xavier sent her a voice message.
Imogen clicked on it, and a pleasant voice came from the speaker, which was particrly clear in
the study. “After you deleted me, I thought you hated me, and I didn’t dare to disturb your life after I
returned to the country either. But I didn’t expect you to sign up for my photography ss. Maybe
this is fate.”
[It’s all thanks to your advice in thepetition group. By the way, was the course quota already full
when I signed up? Did you decide to add me?] Imogen asked curiously.
Xavier still replied in a voice message, “Yes, do you want to learn photography? I can teach you.”
Imogen was puzzled: [But aren’t I taking your ss right now?]
Xavier said, “Actually, ording to my teaching experience, the learning efficiency of online sses
is far inferior to offline sses. You’re currently in New York City, aren’t you?”
Imogen: [Yes.]
Xavier said, “I happen to be in New York City too. If you want to, let’s decide on a time to sightsee
together. Then I can teach you directly.”
Hearing this, Imogen was very touched.
Imogen: [Really? That’s great! How could I not want to? But can I invite a friend?]
Truthfully, Xavier was just a stranger to her now.
She couldn’t help but be wary of him, so she wanted to ask Alex toe together with her. Xavier
answered quickly, “Okay.”
Imogen: [Okay, tell me when you are free after Christmas.]
Xavier said, “By the way, there’s no need to be so formal with me. My name is Yohan Harrington,
and
you used to call me Hann.”
“Imogen, I also want to go sightseeing with you. Can I?”
Grace’s voice suddenly rang in her ears.
This little girl was perceptive. When she saw Imogen kept chatting on her phone, a scheme started
to form in her mind.
Imogen was startled, turning off the screen reflexively. When she turned around, she saw Grace’s
grinning face, and her round eyes looked intelligent.
“We’ll see. If you’re still in the country by then, I’ll take you along.”
Imogen turned on her phone screen again and exchanged a few words out of courtesy with Yohan.
“Yeah!”
Graceughed happily.
Christmas Eve was the third day that Imogen and Erik agreed on, and they decided to meet in the
afternoon.
Charlie had returned to his family home, leaving only Imogen and Grace in the apartment. Early that
morning, Imogen and Grace hung the mistletoe on the door together, then returned to the Marshall
Vi after breakfast.
La’s voice could already be heard before Imogen entered the living room. “Why are you being so
agitated? Can Imogen harm Grace?”
Another female voice immediately answered, “Grace will only be led astray by her if she is with
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her! She hasn’t called me even once these days. What else could it be other than Imogen
persuading her not to? I’ll go to get Grace back right now!”
It was Emily.