But unwilling to see the scenery

Song Zhou froze instantly.

He is used to keeping a distance from anyone, not to mention his ankles. He can't remember the last time he shook hands with someone. Suddenly another person held that place, and his mind went blank. He couldn't even retract his conditioned reflex No, for a while Lin Huai was at his mercy and put a piece of wear-resistant sticker on the heel.

Then Lin Huai let go of his hand and looked up at him, still jokingly speaking, but the essence was different.

"I was thinking about other contestants who come to Shanghai from all over the world, go shopping here and there every day, stay up all night dancing disco and don't go home, why are you in the room every day, going to bed at seven or eight o'clock." He put another wear-resistant piece The sticker was also torn off, and he sighed, "Dude, where did you buy these vans? It's so real."

As he spoke, he held Song Zhou's other ankle.Compared with the slight redness on the first day we met, Song Zhou's heel is now so worn that it's horrible, not only the skin is broken, but also oozing a little blood, it will definitely hurt if the socks stick to the skin.

But he only brought a pair of shoes when he returned to China this time, and he didn't plan to buy new ones. If Lin Huai hadn't bought him anti-wear stickers today, he would have been able to make do with them until he returned to the United States.

His ankles are thin and distinct, and the anti-friction stickers are not just pasted on and the job is over, but also need to be pressed to make it stick to the skin.Lin Huai pinched his fingers, and Song Zhou was stimulated and suddenly raised his legs and curled up on the chair, wrapping his hands around his calves to prevent Lin Huai from touching them.Lin Huai was about to apologize for accidentally hurting someone, when the two met their eyes, Song Zhou pursed his lips and clenched his teeth, it didn't look like he was angry...

Lin Huai stared at the little mole on Song Zhou's nose, and always felt that he was being bullied by him now.

"I..." Lin Huai rubbed his nose, straightened up and sat on another chair, and wanted to say something. Seeing Song Zhou still curled up on the chair with his legs folded, his mouth became inexplicably dry.

And Song Zhou glanced at the whole box of unused stickers on the table, his Adam's apple twitched, and said shortly, "Thank you."

Lin Huai was stunned for a second or two, then raised the corners of his mouth and said grinningly, "Then how are you going to thank me?"

This time he didn't give Song Zhou a chance to say "how much money", but threw the camera to him: "Go, I'll take you out to play."

Song Zhou subconsciously refused this time, holding the camera, hesitated for a while and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Lin Huai took out the lo skirt packaging bag that he put in before from the closet: "Send the clothes to East's room first, and then take you to see the solo exhibition."

As he spoke, he added Song Zhou to the mahjong group, and changed the group name from "A table of mahjong neatly" to "Four people playing mahjong".Song Zhou looked at the (5) behind the group name, and said to Lin Huai, "There are obviously five people here."

"You taste, you taste carefully." Lin Huai meant that he can also play wordplay, "four people, play mahjong."

Song Zhou frowned, before tasting the taste, East suddenly erupted and said, "Lin Huai, why did you change my group note to mahjong? What do you mean, come out!"

Lin Huai came out and sent the QR codes of the five tickets to the group. @ Mahjong said that you don't have to pay back the money for this ticket, and Dad invites you to cultivate your sentiment.East reversed his attitude 180 degrees, and replied in seconds: "Thank you, Dad."

"..." Song Zhou stared at their conversation, finally understood, couldn't help but still laughed.

Then click on the QR code, and the introduction of the light and shadow interactive experience exhibition came into view. It is indeed an art exhibition that he will be interested in, and the location is on Changle Road.Lin Huai saw that his heart was moved, and handed over a shirt jacket: "It will be cold when the temperature drops at night, don't freeze."

Then they went together to hand over the Lolita dress to East, who was putting on makeup.At the same time, Yan Ruoyu also arrived at a bungalow on Changle Road. The studio assistant arranged for him to wait in the living room for a while. After a few minutes, the door of the consulting room was pushed open, and Jiang Nuo and the "very powerful" The consultant came out together, and finally said something, both of them had smiles on their faces.

Yan Ruoyu didn't ask what they talked about, and when he and Jiang Nuo came out of the bungalow, he asked, "What questions did she leave you today?"

The consultant would leave questions after every chat. For example, she learned yesterday that Jiang Nuo had a negative attitude towards the competition and had no internal motivation. She asked Jiang Nuo to go to the recording site early this morning, and walk around in front of and behind the stage. Look, find out if there are people you don't like, things or things you're not used to.

Jiang Nuo went and met with the consultant again, and the answer he gave was no, he was not disgusted with this program.

The consultant said precisely: "But you haven't put your feelings into it yet."

Jiang Nuo nodded, and remained silent for a long time, confused but sincerely said: "I...Actually... I am not very willing to believe that in the current environment, ordinary creators can find a balance between themselves and the mainstream."

The consultant hit the "key point": "Because Jiang Shan didn't do it?"

Jiang Nuo blinked and didn't answer, so the counselor didn't advance the topic any further, and withdrew to deconstruct his confusion first.

In the context of Jiang Nuo, rap is actually a way, the destination is full of flowers, and those who take this way have nothing.Jiang Nuo may not have no confidence in the subject, but doubts the feasibility of the road-the example of black brothers in the slums becoming upper class by rap only exists in the birthplace of rap culture, but here is Shanghai, where miracles are created by capital.

So he always wanted to get back behind the scenes as soon as possible, and didn't put any expectations on himself, so there was no sunk cost for him to be eliminated at any stage.

"Then how did she persuade you to cheer up?" Yan Ruoyu seldom saw Jiang Nuo smile so easily, and thought she made some concentrated chicken soup for Jiang Nuo, but her words were concise and straightforward, such a truth Rather rare.

"She said that there is no path that should not be taken. Only people who are not smart enough and unwilling to work hard will complain about the untimely birth. Once a truly talented person seizes the opportunity, he will definitely gain both fame and fortune, and he deserves both fame and fortune—such as you."

"Did she really use me as an example?" Yan Ruoyu was amused, and wanted to continue this topic, but suddenly realized that he was a minority after all.More people are the latter like Jiang Shan. His outstanding talent has not been recognized by the world, and he is not worth mentioning after his death in obscurity. He is submerged in the vast river of history. Only Jiang Nuo remembers everything about him.

They lay on the floor as if they were flowing in a long river. There are nine rooms in this exhibition area of ​​nearly [-] square meters, and each room will play the works of two painters in a loop. Tall paintings, screens from floor to sky.

Everyone else was taking pictures, only they were lying in the corner looking up at the top of their heads, covered with the mountains and rivers of Tahiti, seated on the gorgeous sunflowers, so absorbed that they held their breath, all they could see was the starry sky and moonlit night flowing on the ceiling.

"... Shall we write these paintings?" Jiang Nuo's vision was full of paintings, and he had a vague idea of ​​the theme of the collaboration.There are still a few days before the official recording, but Lai told him today that except for the two of them and Lin Huai and Song Zhou, all the other [-] groups are almost ready.

However, Lai didn't mean to rush. On the contrary, he was eager and looking forward to hearing something new, and hoped that they would work slowly and meticulously, instead of repeating words like other contestants.

"Well... I think you should like this kind of high-end theme." Jiang Nuo considered it completely from the perspective of Yan Ruoyu, assuming that one person is Van Gogh, paranoid and romantic, and the other is Gauguin, restrained and calm , they lived together in a small town called Al, and there was a pair of sunflowers hanging in the room.

He carefully recalled the explanation he listened to in the Van Gogh Museum at the beginning of the year, but he couldn't remember clearly, so he wanted to ask Yan Ruoyu.And when he moved his eyes from the projected painting on the ceiling to Yan Ruoyu, he realized that Yan Ruoyu had been lying on his side for some time, and there was no colorful painting in his eyes, only himself.

The distance between them was too close, so close that Jiang Nuo felt cramped belatedly, as if the song "starry starry night" played on a loop in his ears was true: Your eyes see through the darkness deep in my soul.

"Keep talking," Yan Ruoyu didn't notice Jiang Nuo's strangeness, or he had already noticed it, and he also knew that Jiang Nuo was a little disturbed by his straightforward eyes, but the other party was Jiang Nuo, so he couldn't hide it , still staring at it wholeheartedly, with his arms under his head and seriously said: "I'm listening, the two of us are playing roles in the song, and then?"

Jiang Nuo: "..."

Yan Ruoyu's keyword extraction made Jiang Nuo a little afraid. Then, after thinking for a minute or two to organize the language, he continued to talk about his design.This song should be full of vitality, just like the two months when Van Gogh invited Gauguin to live in a small town in Arles, they collided and merged, Van Gogh painted sunflowers for Gauguin, Gauguin painted "Painting" The Sunflower Man.

The theme of this idea is indeed special, and it perfectly fits Yan Ruoyu's unrestrained creativity.Yan Ruoyu nodded frequently in agreement, but suddenly frowned, and regretfully said: "Although this European version of "Mountains and Flowing Waters Seeking Friends" is heart-wrenching, I always feel that Van Gogh wanted to die for Gauguin, because he was PUA."

If the atmosphere is not too romantic, it is not suitable for running the train to spoil the artistic conception, Yan Ruoyu really wants to talk about the "PUA master" Gauguin in his eyes.

Of course, in that era, there was no such phrase as PUA, let alone the five-step trap method.In the end, Van Gogh regarded Gogh as more important than anything else, and he couldn’t keep him by cutting off his ears. The whole process is not so much being PUA, as there are too many sensitive and fragile people in this world, Van Gogh The most talented of them all.

They lack love, family affection, love, friendship... They have a little hope for the light, so they cling to it, and they don't even have time to think about whether the person entrusted is a good person.

Yan Ruoyu said: "That's why I don't like Gauguin very much. Many people who engage in art abandon their families, but they don't want soul mates like him. I can't think of a second one. A man lives like him. , It’s too irresponsible.”

Jiang Nuo said: "But they must have been very happy during the two months in Al, otherwise they wouldn't be able to draw so many beautiful paintings."

"We've also made a lot of songs, we've been together for eight months..." Yan Ruoyu took a deep breath, and suddenly had a new idea, "Yeah, it's been eight months, so why are you singing about Van Gogh?" Gauguin, isn’t it good to write about ourselves?”

"We have nothing to write about," Jiang Nuo pursed his lips, feeling that he was not worth mentioning. "I don't have any good stories to tell."

Yan Ruoyu immediately retorted, saying that he could write a lot, and because there were too many, he couldn't give examples for a while.

But he understood it, and asked Jiang Nuo with a calm face: "Did you want to make a narrative song for a long time, but you didn't want to analyze it too deeply, so you wanted to use other people's stories instead of your own."

Jiang Nuo didn't shake his head.

"But...why do you have to put on a shell? Just sing about yourself, okay?"

Jiang Nuo couldn't tell the reason, and lay silently in the sea of ​​sunflowers.

He was wearing a dark blue cool-toned dress today, which was particularly obvious in the bright and bright sea of ​​flowers, but no one would notice him, only Yan Ruoyu in a brown T-shirt lay beside him as if hugging him.

Yan Ruoyu moved closer, and told Jiang Nuo about an episode of an American TV series he had watched a long time ago. The screenwriter retold Van Gogh, who only sold one painting when he was alive, and came to the Musée d'Orsay in the 21st century. Seeing my own paintings in a separate exhibition hall, I heard the curator of the museum tell the visitors that Van Gogh is the most outstanding painter in history, not one of them.

Van Gogh smiled and cried like a baby. It is a pity that time cannot be turned back. Those belated affirmations and praises surged in the long river of history. Van Gogh, who was always 37 years old, never heard a word until his death.

"But that shouldn't be your fate. You are Jiang Nuo, and I'm not Gauguin. It's irresponsible to leave as soon as you say it." Yan Ruoyu unconsciously took his hand and spread his palm. Only he can touch the sunflowers.

Everyone may have a few sunflowers in their palms. Although the soft place is not private, few people will see it.At first, Yan Ruoyu just glanced casually, but now, he is very grateful that the first glimpse allowed him to grab Jiang Nuo's hand, and he had the opportunity to say to him face to face: "You are you, I am me, I don't want Cover up the story of the two of us and put someone else's shell on it."

"I want to tell everyone openly that you are the most capable producer I have ever met, bar none."