Chapter 266 Old Friend

There were only two days left before Christmas. Imogen’s photography class started the night before Christmas Eve, and the second class was a week after.

At seven o’clock in the evening, Imogen sat in front of the computer screen on time, opened the class 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 class‘ 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 class until the day before. When I signed up for the class, it turned out that I’d filled the last 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 class came out, I signed up immediately.]

Imogen was confused.

It was already some time ago when she signed up, and according to what that person said, the quota was already full.

Perhaps someone dropped out of the class afterward, so there were empty spots available.

“Hi, students, can you hear me?”

Suddenly, a refreshing and magnetic 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 class.”

A minute later, the teaching assistant’s message appeared on the screen: [Everyone is here.] “Okay, let’s start the class now. I think you must have read our course catalog. In the first class, we will start with the classification 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 class ended just like that.

class here now. Next, the teaching assistant will share the homework in the

broadcast and returned to

the covers

back the covers, got onto the bed, and wrapped herself with the

downloaded the homework

looked through

folder. Students were required to analyze the expression techniques used in

expression techniques and submit

a notification sound came from her Facebook.

that it was a

she saw it, as the user’s Facebook

group chat to compare the group’s owner’s account with this account and found that the person who followed her was indeed Xavier.

did he follow

still accepted his friend

an obedient and well–behaved student.

other party was still typing. A few seconds later, Xavier replied: [Imogen, we haven’t seen each other for a few years, but

stunned, and shock

he know me? Do I know him?”

and pressed send: [I’m sorry, but I don’t

London, you didn’t want

his

remember anything

before returning to the country, and I

did you not contact me after you returned to the country, but you also deleted me.]

and wondered,

the car accident, she clearly remembered that she had no memory, so she didn’t

it be that

an emoji: [Maybe I deleted it because I didn’t recognize it. I’m very sorry. Are

chairman of Foreign Association at

[I see. I thank you for

have thanked me back then.]

her a voice

and a pleasant voice came from the speaker, which was particularly 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

thanks to your advice in the competition group. By the way, was the course quota already full when I

in a voice message, “Yes, do you want to learn photography? I can teach you.” Imogen was

learning efficiency of online classes is far inferior to offline classes.

Imogen: [Yes.]

in New York City too. If you want to, let’s decide on a time to sightsee together. Then I can teach

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