Nobel woke up and felt very comfortable.

He has been busy with documentary work during this period. Just because the shots are finished does not mean that the work is done. Just like after the filming of a movie is completed, the post-production test has just begun, and the same is certainly true for documentaries.

Sending Chen Xing to Arles was also a holiday he gave himself.

When he walked out of the room, he saw his old friend sitting in the living room watching TV.

Nobel has known his old friend for thirty years. He still remembers the time when he was just qualified to participate in the exhibition of the Arles Photography Festival. After he came, he found that he had no place to live, and then he met this collector.

Mr. Matthias, time flies so fast.

"Good morning, Mr. Matthias."

Matthias is already very old and has to speak loudly to hear him clearly.

"Good morning, Nobel."

Noble looked at Chen Xing's closed door and said: "Today's young people are nothing like what we were back then. My son is the same. As long as he doesn't work and doesn't sleep until noon every day, he won't get up at all."<

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"That kid? He didn't come back yesterday."

"He didn't come back?" Nobel was stunned for a moment.

Chen Xing went out at two o'clock yesterday. If he hadn't come back, there would have been no news for more than ten hours. Wouldn't he be in any danger?

There was a thud in his heart and he was startled.

Arles is a very safe city, but even the safest city will have its dark side. What if?

After all, the two of them came together. All the hotels in the streets and alleys of Arles were full of people, and this was their only place to stay.

And Chen Xing has never come back, where can he live?

Arle was so frightened that he trembled all over and took out his cell phone to call Chen Xing.

In just a few seconds, he vaguely heard Chen Xing's cell phone ringing somewhere...

Then, he heard a knock on the door.

Pick up the phone.

"Teacher? Are you looking for me?"

Noble went over to help Chen Xing open the door, his face was dark.

Chen Xing unconsciously took half a step back.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

Nobel looked at Chen Xing. He had changed his clothes. He was wearing a blue shirt with short sleeves and a very Arles style. He had a camera bag on his waist, a coat in his hand, and brown sunglasses. His hair style was similar to that of Chen Xing.

Same as yesterday, slicked back.

Nothing seems wrong.

My face is just a little red.

"Where did you go yesterday? Why didn't you come back to rest?"

"This...I met a friend..."

"Why is your face so red? Are you sick?"

"Radiant?"

No matter what, it at least proves that Chen Xing did not encounter any accidents.

"You brat! As long as it's okay, why didn't you tell me you were living outside? I almost called the police."

"Teacher, you didn't answer my call."

Professor Nobel took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and indeed found that Chen Xing had called, but at that time he seemed to be in a video conference to deal with some work matters, and forgot to answer, and then he forgot about it...

Well, I can’t blame Chen Xing.

He didn't care where Chen Xing went yesterday, anyway, personal safety was the most important thing. And as a photographer, it was so normal to have acquaintances in Arles, and Nobel even began to feel relieved.

After all, there’s no other way to stay at a friend’s house. I really can’t find a hotel.

However, the interpersonal relationships in France are slightly different from those in China. It is normal for them to host friends from far away at their homes. Therefore, whenever such hotels in Arles are full and there are many tourists who cannot find a place to stay, the locals

Residents will let some people live in their homes.

Of course, if you have a good relationship and are friends, you don’t need to pay.

Ordinary tourists still have to pay for accommodation.

Professor Nobel looked at Chen Xing's dress again, nodded and said: "You look very handsome today. It seems that you are ready."

What preparation?

Chen Xing didn't understand for a moment.

Are you going to give a speech on stage?

He had just bought his clothes and pants. The one he originally wore was still in Hinako's hotel. It was actually not dirty and could be worn. But the few days he came to Arles were very important, and there were many problems with his personal image.

Attention.

Noble said: "You come in first, I will tidy up a little and then take you to meet my friends. You must pay attention to the propriety of your words and be more steady, you know?"

"I understand, professor."

Professor Nobel mooted for half an hour.

Professor Nobel is also very concerned about his own image, or perhaps all Parisians are like this. At least half of the passers-by on the streets of Paris are meticulous about their hairstyles and clothes. Even the color of their gloves depends on what they are wearing today.

But people in other parts of France are fine too.

At least the people of Arles are very relaxed.

Professor Nobel took Chen Xing to a cafe hidden in an alley. The facade was small, but after walking in, he found that the space was very large and bright. The light was as soft as natural light, but he rarely looked at it.

to the window.

"Usually people who come here are acquaintances, and sometimes you can see French stars here." Nobel said.

Chen Xing nodded and followed the teacher, looking left and right.

Judging from the decoration, the style here is very exquisite, and the tables are not as densely arranged as in street cafes. It is obvious that more attention has been paid to the privacy of the guests and there is more privacy.

Nobel and Chen Xing sat at a small square table with a wooden board next to it to separate the seats next to it.

Chen Xing said: "This coffee seems to have been open for a long time."

"It has definitely been a long time since it was opened in 1932. The boss here still has many works given to him by previous painters. They were still in this cafe before 2003, but they were almost stolen by thieves later.

, the boss put him at home."

"I'm sorry, I want to correct you. I put him in the bank's safe, not at my home. Nobel, when you spread false information like this, didn't you consider that the thief would come to my home specifically?

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Chen Xing looked at him.

This is a middle-aged man who has just walked over. He looks to be in his forties, and his temperament and clothing have the feeling of a British gentleman.

After he said those words, he smiled and extended his hand to Chen Xing: "Hello, I'm Hercule Abbott, the owner of this shop. Nice to meet you, Chen Xing from China."<

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When he said Chen Xing's name, he pronounced the word "Chen Xing" correctly and put Chen Xing's name first.

"Do you understand Chinese?" Chen Xing asked.

"I only know a little bit, and I can use it as a skill to enjoy myself in front of my friends, but in the eyes of you Chinese people, my little bit is probably nothing. If I didn't have to run this store, I would be very

It is possible to live in China for a long time."

"Thank you for your love for our country."

Nobel introduced: "Mr. Abbott is one of the largest collectors in France, and this store can only be said to be his family business."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Abbott."

"You don't have to be so polite. I really like the work you exhibited in the arena. After the exhibition is over, can you put the work in my museum? My private museum has 100% of the works in it.

Sixty are the best photography works of all periods."

Nobel said: "You are too anxious, there is still a month before the end of the exhibition."

"No matter whether Mr. Chen's works win awards or not, the price I give will be very high and there will be no change. After all, as you know, the things I like will have a price in my heart, and other people's opinions have nothing to do with me.

."

Speaking of this, Mr. Abbott said to Chen Xing: "Do you know that the organizing committee of the Arles Photography Festival prefers the works of the island photographer Kintaro Yamazaki?"

Chen Xing nodded slightly and said, "I know a little bit."

After all, other people's works are placed in front of him. From this, it can be seen that his works are better than Chen Xing's works in the eyes of the judges.
To be continued...