Chapter 1932
Ian’s mood was getting better.
As the morning classes ended, he glanced at the watch on his wrist, and realizing that it was still early, he got out of the classroom and headed toward the Faculty of Media.
“Vivian? She has gone to the television production studio. A celebrity is visiting their faculty today, so she’s heading there to snap some photos for an assignment,” a student from the Faculty of Media explained.
Celebrity?
Ian scrunched his brows upon hearing that. At the thought of how Vivian had to shoulder the weight of the heavy camera to shoot a person who she had no interest in, his mood, which had just turned for the better, became gloomy again.
Coming within his vision upon arriving at the studio was a large crowd flocking around the stage. Among them, he spotted Vivian at one corner, struggling to capture some shots of a blonde female celebrity on stage.
Alongside her, many students from the film major were also trying to take some photos.
Unfortunately, that female celebrity did not seem to be very cooperative.
“Ms. Lina, where would you be filming for your next project?”
“If everything goes according to plan, it’ll probably be at your school,” the female celebrity answered, her tone as if her presence was a blessing bestowed upon the students.
In an instant, an exhilarated cheer erupted from the crowd. Delighted to hear that piece of news, everyone in the studio angled their camera lens toward the celebrity and clicked their shutter button incessantly.
Like the others, Vivian wanted to snap some shots too.
However, given how she had to shoulder a bulky camera’s weight with her petite frame, she was on the verge of getting squeezed by the other students. Right then, a hand held onto her from behind.
“Ian?”
Whipping her head around to the youth, Vivian was thrilled.
Ian nodded and pulled her to her feet after grabbing the camera from her hands.
“This is the assignment you have to complete?”
“Yeah. The professor wanted US to start by taking shots of figures before progressing to scenes.” The visibly crestfallen Vivian sat beside Ian as she spoke. The resentment within her was so overpowering even the youth beside her could sense it.
It was no wonder why she could react that way. After all, that was not what she had wanted to learn.
Picking up the camera in his grip, Ian switched it on and browsed through the photos inside, only to find that they were of mediocre quality, taken from not-so-flattering angles. At once, his brows knitted tightly together again.
“Vivi, you can always change your major if you don’t like this one. stop forcing yourself anymore.”
“But there’s nothing I like here.” Vivian clutched her head and said aggrievedly.
Ian fell silent.
After a long while, he abruptly suggested, “How about… a school transfer?”
“No way!”
As expected, Vivian violently objected to that suggestion as soon as his voice rang out.
He didn’t handle it we//? What has that got to do with him?
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