In the evening, we walked along a narrow path to the restaurant. It was dinner time, and there were many people around, which puzzled me slightly. Lhasa is sparsely populated, and there were very few tourists. Then I thought, perhaps it was a large tour group. Chen Yueran seemed to be in a good mood today, ordering lamb chops and milk tea for me to try the highland flavor.
At the next table was a group of people about Chen Yueran's age, who had ordered a lot of food, which was quite eye-catching."Do you know them? The photographers from the Bitch Photography Group. Looks like they're here to take pictures. They love to travel in groups... If it weren't for that year... sigh, never mind..." Chen Yueran put down her milk tea and introduced them to me.
"Bitch Photography Group? Well, I'm not as knowledgeable as you. I don't think I've ever heard of them." I only caught the first half of her sentence and didn't understand the second half. It wasn't until much later that I realized what she meant.
She chuckled softly, then said, half-laughing, half-crying, "Please, I know you like photography, but I didn't expect you didn't even know this. Bitch Photography Group is one of the top photography agencies in the country, excelling in pastoral, street, and portrait photography. They already had a large membership several years ago. The group you see here is probably just a small team from Bitch Photography Group, which shows its massive scale.
" I smiled awkwardly and asked, "Then how did you know they were from Bitch Photography Group?"
"Did you notice they only brought their phones and no other video equipment? That's because they're not only a top-tier photography group in China, but they also use mobile phones to take pictures—that's a characteristic of Bitch Photography Group. They all wear water droplet-patterned badges on their collars; that's unique to them. Otherwise, who would bring so many people for no reason? A tour group would have children or elders, but here there are only young people and a few middle-aged people," Chen Yueran explained, pointing to them.
"That's true." "I nodded. 'Sigh, these people are all experienced photographers. How far can I go on my photography journey?'
" "You'll go very far," Chen Yueran thought to herself. "I'll do my best to help you fulfill your and my photography dreams.
" "By the way, do you need to get to know the Bitch Photography Group sometime?" I noticed Chen Yueran seemed quite familiar with the group, but I wasn't sure what her attitude would be, so I asked.
"No need, we'll meet again sometime," Chen Yueran said softly, gazing at the twilight sky outside the restaurant, her expression completely calm.
"Okay, whatever you say," I said, but I was also a little confused. What did "we'll meet again sometime" mean? In the vast sea of people, meeting is a coincidence, yet she was so certain about meeting again? I pondered, forgetting the lamb chops in my hand, just sitting there blankly.
"Eat up, this meal is on me. We'll pay the bill later, then we can explore Lhasa properly." She smiled again, looking at me, who was lost in thought.
I quickly snapped out of it and focused on eating dinner. Tomorrow will definitely be a colorful day.
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