The news that Jiang Anzhi was going to give the Academy photography training shocked the whole Academy.
Soon, the Dean received many training applications from various departments and groups, in which everyone expressed their love for photography and the possibilities of mastering this training skill.
In a word, it fully reflects that the reason why they are so mediocre is that they have not learned the skill of photography. Only when we grasp the existing opportunities to learn and say anything, can we better devote ourselves to the cause of scientific research in the future.
Although the president didn't understand why the logistics group and the civil affairs group could also link photography and scientific research together, after thinking for a while, he finally decided to expand and upgrade the training and treat it as employee welfare.
When Jiang Anzhi came to the Research Institute, he was stunned.
I thought it was just a systematic lesson for Zhu zhengkui in fenglanchu's office, but I came to the small auditorium where I signed last time. At that time, the auditorium was already full of people, and the LED electronic screen on the auditorium said: welcome to Jiang Hai's lecture.
Jiang An's tongue ground saw the wind haze beginning of the eye side.
The wind haze beginning awkwardly simply wants to look for the ground seam drill: "I swear really is not my idea."
Jiang Anzhi smiled and patted her head. He walked in calmly. As soon as he entered the door, the director immediately greeted her with a smile: "Anzhi is coming. You can sit in the backstage lounge first. If you need anything, just tell us and we will cooperate."
"It's OK. Just have a projection. Nothing else is needed for the time being." Jiang An's smile was calm.
The director invited him into the rest room and said with a smile: "it's so troublesome for you. It's really not nice."
"Let's start in fifteen minutes. What do you think?"
The director has a charming smile and looks forward to Jiang Anzhi, who naturally has no doubt and nods in coordination.
The director immediately waved to Fenglan Chu: "Xiaochu, take care of Anzhi here. I'll go outside and finish the work first."
Waiting for the director to go out, Feng Lanchu obediently poured a glass of water for Jiang Anzhi: "run run throat."
Jiang Anzhi looked at her and said with a smile: "teacher Xiaofeng, do you know how much my entrance fee is?"
This... I really don't know at the beginning of Fenglan.
"How can a lecture like this be compensated for three days and three nights without sleep?" One of Jiang An's faces calculated seriously.
At the beginning of Fenglan, he was confused, then he understood what he meant, and immediately clenched his fist in silence.
Jiang An's smile light cough, hold up her wrist: "Xiao Feng teacher wait for you to settle the bill."
I just wanted to tease her and make her less uncomfortable. After all, three days ago, after she said that the Academy wanted to invite him to a photography class, Feng Lanchu looked like she owed him a great favor and was uncomfortable. This uneasiness reached its peak today.
They're husband and wife. It's just a little help to help her. How can they be regarded as being ungrateful.
However, Xiaofeng nodded seriously and said reluctantly, "good."
This sound is good, let Jiang Anzhi is really not laughing or crying. He is not only happy that he got a welfare in vain, but also sad that his wife asked him to help him. As a result, he feels uncomfortable because he owes others.
Jiang Anzhi sighed helplessly and got up. He pinched her face with both hands and pulled her beautiful face into a round pancake: "then you have to listen to me all the way. You can do what I ask you to do, and you can't cry and retreat halfway."
The wind haze beginning helplessly frowns, wrongly nods.