I was as innocent as you

Half asleep and half awake, Qu Shen opened his eyes and saw the distant deep sky.

It was as if someone had lit a cigarette, and strands of smoke rose, twined, and dissipated in the dark night.

Qu Shen watched the fluttering of the shredded tobacco quietly, with a heavy tranquility in his heart.

This is the world he is familiar with, the world he cannot recall, which he wants to show but will never be able to describe.It was so heavy that it made him suffer, but it was so peaceful that it made him intoxicated.This is like his homeland, but he has been unable to return for a long time.It seems that his deepest infatuation resides here, but he has never been able to clearly see his lover's body and face.

If I can paint this world, if I can paint it, I will have no regrets.

The master's team quickly discovered that drinking is the best way to get closer to people, and it is true.

Qu Shen, a little chick wrapped in several layers of eggshells, came and went, came and went, and always couldn't get familiar with others.But it doesn't matter, just take him for a drink, and it will be fine.He poured it as soon as he drank it, and it became soft and glutinous as soon as he touched the wine, his eyes were bright, he would smile all the time, his cheeks were slightly red, as if he obviously liked everything in front of him, but he couldn't help being shy.

He also had a slight high when he got drunk, and was willing to try anything, even the dances that he refused to do when he was sober.

In a state of excitement, he is also a quick learner. He usually looks at Wenwen Jingjing as a type with uncoordinated limbs. He is a little shaky when he is drunk, but he twists and turns, with a little hazy drunken eyes, clean, But very provocative.

The master also loves to take him to play drums when he is slightly drunk, and loves to see him look confused when he is drunk, but his eyes are very focused when he plays the drums.

Qu Shen's latest hobby is being able to lie down and never sit down.

This is the case when he is drunk, and even when he is sober, he will lie on the sofa or table, rest his arm on his pillow, and be in a quiet trance.

The master's team is always full of fireworks, but also has the taste of deep dreams. Watching them pluck the strings and listening to their voices, Qu Shen's heart will be very peaceful.No matter how noisy the orchestration is, it still carries the drunkenness of the night, making people intoxicated, as if being blown by the night wind.

When Qu Shen was painting in the studio, he also began to lose his mind frequently. He put down all the works he was painting at hand one after another. His mind was always haunted by the songs he listened to from the master. thing.

The steel-colored flowers blooming in the pure white, the continuous fine silk strings against the black background, the sparkling water under the dark blue galaxy, the lights floating in the sky like dandelions blowing away, the white The black night of the window frame and a round of cut and broken moon.

One by one, it is very simple to draw. Qu Shen didn't care when he finished painting. He just brought it to the master and gave it to him. He never dared to mention how the stage should be.

When it came time to start the on-site rehearsal, the master also asked Qu Shen to go.Qu Shen was very mentally handicapped, procrastinating in the studio until midnight, calling the master to tell the master that it was too late, but the master offered to pick him up.Qu Shen had no choice but to come to the scene. As soon as he entered the stage, he was pushed onto the stage with a smile.After a while, the master also came to the stage.Just as Qu Shen was about to greet him, the entire stage was painted white from the background to the floor.A sharp, metallic gray flower slowly blooms from the stage backdrop.At this moment, the band played the notes tacitly.

Qu Shen finally recognized that it was his own painting, and created a 3D effect on the background screen of the stage, as if stretching out his finger would be scratched by the sharp part of the flower.

The master tilted his head and looked at Qu Shen all the time, but Qu Shen wanted to say something, but couldn't organize the words, wiped his lips in embarrassment, lowered his head and thought desperately, but still couldn't think of anything.Looking up again, the gray flower was still spinning slowly.Even though it was his own painting, Qu Shen felt the impact and shock only at this time, and he couldn't even believe that it was the effect made from his own work.

"The painting is really good." The master whispered in his ear.

The stage turned dark and turned completely black, and a beam of white light beams as fine as silk flashed across like lightning.Qu Shen raised his face, and saw the operation of the beams on the ceiling. Countless strings of beams, like comets, slid towards every direction of the open field. On stage, watch his paintings come to life in mid-air.

For the first time in his life, Qu Shen felt down-to-earth that his paintings were so in line with his dreams that it was enough to make him intoxicated.

Qu Shen closed his eyes.

The master's unique voice slid across the stage. When Qu Shen opened his eyes again, he saw gentle lights scattered in the mid-air of the stage, slowly spreading towards the stage.The master sang a light and quiet song, walked over and bent over to look at Qu Shen.In the gap between the lyrics, the master asked: "Does it feel good?"

Qu Shen smiled and stretched out his arms, saying, "I'm about to fly."

"No problem." The master held his hand and pulled him up, led him onto the elevator, and walked slowly in a semicircle in mid-air.In the light of the lights, Qu Shen really felt that he had a very clear dream, but felt a little awkward that the master seemed to be coaxing him like a little girl.

When he came down from the lift, the master was still holding him, and after finishing the song, he turned off the microphone and said, "Don't be embarrassed, it's all drawn by yourself, so why not be embarrassed."

"It's because you did a good job, it has nothing to do with me." Qu Shen said.

"The idea is yours." The master replied, and then walked away to dispatch.

The band played another song, and the master also came back and stood beside Qu Shen, pinching his waist to see the effect.Qu Shen always lowered his head slightly.The master pointed in front of him and asked him to look up.A dark blue night appeared in the sky above the entire scene, as well as a hazy river of stars floating lightly.

Even though Qu Shen was full of doubts, he couldn't help being lost at the moment.In fact, he has never seen such a night sky before, what is in the painting is only imagination, or memory in a dream.Qu Shen's heart was still touched by such a truthful and grand presentation in front of him.

The master patted the back of his neck again. He lowered his head and found that the stage was covered with ripples, as if he was standing on the surface of the water.

"It's so beautiful," the master laughed, "How can people not love you."

"Actually, they are all very simple paintings." Before Qu Shen had time to get lost in thought, he was a little embarrassed by the master's words, "Really, elementary school students can draw them."

"Don't be humble," the master said, "If you do a good job, if others want to praise you, you have to be praised. If you want to do this business, you must have such confidence."

Qu Shen didn't speak anymore, just looked in front of him silently.

The master stroked his hair, with a helpless expression on his face, and said: "You are like a little princess in a fairy tale, Cinderella who has been down and out, Princess and the Pea who can't be touched, even if I give you a pumpkin cart with crystal shoes, golden branches and jade leaves will be offered to you , you can also be stung by a bean."

"Who is the little princess!" Qu Shen finally couldn't help expressing his dissatisfaction.

The master didn't say a word of nonsense, and held him firmly in his arms, chest to chest, neck to neck, Qu Shen raised his head to hide, but was pushed back by the master mercilessly.

"Little princess, I've seen all the pictures you drew of me, obviously you like me."

"That's not true," Qu Shen was a little anxious, and blurted out, "You like me, right?"

The master stroked the hair on the back of his head, and said with a smile: "I like you, you didn't understand until now?"

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If you don’t know how to flirt, you will lose~~~~