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Chapter 254 Xavier

After finishing her chat with Nicolas, Imogen sorted through all the recent photos she had taken on her computer.

She remembered she still had a photography competition to participate in.

While she had a knack for photography, she knew that relying solely on her talent wouldn’t cut it. Imogen compiled the photos into a compressed file and sent it to Alex, along with a message: [Hey Alex, here are some of my recent works, Can you give me some insights when you have time?]

Alex: [Sure thing!]

Alex: [Have you decided on the theme for the competition?]

Imogen: [Not yet.]

Imogen had joined a photography competition group chat. The group chat comprised numerous professional and amateur photographers who frequently shared their experiences and opinions. Imogen would occasionally upload one or two of her works for the group to critique and provide feedback on others‘ photos.

Imogen picked a photo she was relatively satisfied with and posted it in the group chat. Imogen: [Hey, photography gurus, can you advise me on this picture? Where could it be improved?]

The group members were incredibly enthusiastic. Some showered her with compliments, and others offered suggestions on composition, color, and various aspects of the photograph.

Then, a new message popped up: [Have you bought a new camera?]

Messages flooded with Imogen’s screen before she could respond.

“Xavier?”

“Ah, it’s Xavier! You’ve finally made an appearance!”

“Oh my god! It’s Xavier?”

“Xavier, I love you!”

The screen lit up with dozens of messages in an instant.

Imogen was bewildered. She scrolled back and found out the sender was an administrator named Xavier.

Judging by the group members‘ reactions, Xavier appeared to be an important member.

Imogen: [Yes. I recently bought a new camera. How did you figure it out, Xavier?]

expected a response from someone like Xavier

with black and white in the photo show a solid grasp of aesthetics.

Thank you

group members took the opportunity to share their work, hoping

the members somewhat envious that Imogen had

still a novice in this field. She relied mainly on her instincts. There

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regarding camera techniques that she needed help

contemplation, Imogen enrolled in a photography course for systematic

to determine which courses were good. So, she asked the group for recommendations: [Hey, guys. Do

group members chimed in

classes with V. His course is top–notch. Informative, and

in a photography course? What about Morgan’s? He’s a well–known photographer, and his courses have fantastic reviews. He even did

someone chimed in: [You can’t Miss Xavier’s! He’s kicking off a class at the end of the

the suggestions, everyone. I’ll

took some time to research the courses her fellow group members recommended, including

was good at creating imaginative and creative works out of

capturing the essence of his subjects. His work was highly sought after by various celebrities.

for Xavier

old. He was a younger–generation photographer and had won the top prize in the Mountain and River International Photography Competition. Xavier was skilled at combining people with landscapes, using the surroundings to complement the subjects and vice versa.

course descriptions, Imogen found herself in a dilemma due to the similarity in course start times despite each having

put away her phone, and

promised Grace to have lunch together. Moreover, she

Imogen took her medication. She felt a bit tired and decided to nap in the master bedroom.

already past two o’clock in the afternoon when she woke up. Erik had sent her a message: [I have some good news and bad news, Which

a hunch about the good news and replied: [Good news

hot spring team–building trip for two days before Christmas,

Erik’s

She feigned

yes! Come with me! Don’t worry, we have female colleagues!}

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[Sure! I can finally experience the

Erik: [You’re welcome!]

[Did Nicolas arrange this for you

manager is super nice!]

[Indeed. So, what’s

I won’t have much time to spend

still young. Work