Mr. Butler on the catwalk

When Luo Lin woke up, he felt a headache.He wanted to raise his hand to rub his temple, but found that his right hand was tightly clenched.

In the darkness, Luo Lin couldn't see who was beside him.Just when he was about to turn his head, he heard someone say to him in a nasal voice, "Are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The voice is very recognizable, it is He Shiwei.Luo Lin said that it was all right, but his voice was hoarse as if it had been worn by sandpaper, and there was even some pain.He Shiwei let go of his hand and said hastily, "I'll go get you some water."

He said he was going to pour water, so in the darkness, he might bump into something.Luo Lin said to He Shiwei: "Turn on the lamp first..."

He Shiwei's voice was far away, and he seemed to be standing by the door: "Light? What's wrong with the light?"

Luo Lin didn't speak any more.He Shiwei's footsteps came back again, and he asked him beside him, "Luo Lin?"

... In He Shiwei's eyes, Luo Lin, who was lying on the bed, frowned, raised his hand, spread his fingers in the air, and swayed from side to side.He originally thought that Luo Lin hated the glare of the noon sun, but after a closer look, Luo Lin didn't focus on his hands at all.

The water glass in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack".

And Luo Lin put down his hand, his Adam's apple rose and fell, and he opened his mouth again.

He said to He Shiwei in a calm tone: "Brother He, please call the doctor. It seems that I can't see anything."

……

"You said...Luo Lin is blind?" Cui Shinian was dumbfounded after hearing the news.He opened his mouth slightly, looked left and right, his eyes fell on the clothes that were still being trimmed just now, and his hands slowly clenched into fists.Yuan Shuai in front of him calmly pressed him on the chair and supported his shoulders with both hands.

"...Who...Where did the news come from? How could it suddenly...Where is someone else? I have to go see him..." Cui Zenian said, his eyes were faintly red, and he seemed to want to stand up.Yuan Shuai pressed his shoulder again, and said to him in a deep voice: "It's useless to worry. He has been in the hospital. The doctor said that he could not see things, not necessarily permanent blindness. I just found out Yes, He Shiwei called me and asked me to tell you that Luo Lin will retire."

"The competition is also... How could Luo Lin agree to withdraw from the competition? He has worked so hard and finally made it this far..."

Yuan Shuai sighed: "There is no other way. He can't see how to go to the catwalk? He Shiwei decided to let Luo Lin stay in the hospital for treatment temporarily and stop all activities related to LGM. He Shiwei's mood was also unstable on the phone. You still ...Don't run over rashly and cause trouble for them."

"I'm not..." Cui Zenian lowered his head, not finishing the words.After a long time, he turned his head to look at the half-finished design, and saw the bright red and the rendered black.That kind of arrogant comparison now also seems lonely.

Yuan Shuai bent down and slowly put his arms around Cui Zenian's shoulders from behind.He was silent for a while, and then spoke again: "Luo Lin must also know what you want. It doesn't matter if you can't finish the clothes this time... You have worked very hard."

Cui Zenian didn't speak, just raised his hand, and wiped his face carelessly with his sleeve.Yuan Shuai originally expected to see his sad and depressed expression, but Cui Zenian pushed Yuan Shuai's hand on his shoulder away, stood up and walked back to the workbench.Yuan Shuai followed and saw Cui Zenian's straight face.Although his eyes were red, Cui Shinian actually gritted his teeth and looked determined.

"What are you doing with this appearance..." Yuan Shuai looked at Cui Zenian helplessly.The latter didn't answer, his eyes only looked at the cloth on the table, he raised his hand and shook the dazzling red color in the air, as if spreading a dancing flame in this square inch.Picking up the pink label with his right hand, Cui Shinian forcefully drew hard straight lines like cutting on the cloth.Yuan Shuai frowned, and was about to grab the pink label with his hands, but in the end he didn't take any action.

In his eyes, those seemingly sharp and chaotic lines are drawing a complex but profound outline.He squinted his eyes and began to imagine the silhouette after the lines were cut—Cui Shinian suddenly stopped, slapped the pink label on the table, picked up the black tape on the side, and tore it apart with a "tear" sound, and then used his teeth bite off.With all his might, he pressed the tape against the red cloth.Then came the second, third, and fourth—Yuan Shuai slowly opened his eyes wide, watching Cui Shinian repeating these steps.The last roll of tape was used up, and the black lines had covered the red like vines—it might be inaccurate to say that it was vines, because the lines formed by the tape were all straight and did not turn around, but instead drew staggered sharp edges and corners.Cui Shinian slowed down his movements at this time, and carefully lifted off the bottommost strips of tape, bringing down a whole black net.He bent down and spread the net evenly on the ground, then straightened up.

He didn't pause in the movements he was doing before, but now he exhaled slowly, his chest heaving and falling.

Yuan Shuai looked at Cui Zenian fixedly, and suddenly asked an inexplicable question: "Do you want to use leather?"

Cui Zenian glanced at him and nodded.

Yuan Shuai shook his head: "It's a good idea, but if Luo Lin is going to retire, he won't be able to wear your clothes even if you made them."

Cui Shinian ignored him, sniffed, then reached out to touch the scissors on the table.Yuan Shuai walked up to him: "I said you too..."

Cui Zenian turned around holding a pair of scissors, silently, looking desperate.Yuan Shuai wanted to persuade him again, but the doorbell rang suddenly.

Cui Zenian and Yuan Shuai looked at each other, Cui Zenian lowered his head: "...I'll go and open the door."

... When Cui Zenian opened the door, he saw a tall and serious white man standing outside the door for the first time.The man frowned and asked him in broken Chinese pronunciation: "ChiSiNin"

Cui Shinian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

The white man turned around and whispered to the people behind him in English, "Yes, it's here."

Then Cui Zenian looked at Luo Lin who stood behind the man and stood up with a smile on his face: "Mr. Cui? It's me...I want you to do me a favor."

Cui Shinian didn't bother to ask Luo Lin why he appeared here.He saw Luo Lin smiling at him, but the place where his eyes were facing was different from where he was standing, and suddenly he felt sour: "Say, I will definitely help."

Luo Lin showed some embarrassment: "...can you temporarily...let me stay with you for two days? Just wait until my show is over."

……

When Luo Lin realized that he could not see things, he knew that He Shiwei would not let him continue the game.He also understands that He Shiwei has been nervous since he fell into the water, so this "blindness" can almost destroy He Shiwei's mentality.Luo Lin himself was able to calm down and let He Shiwei go to the doctor, but He Shiwei lost his composure.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the problem of eyesight has actually revealed some clues a few days ago.Not a few days after the concussion, he fell into the frozen lake again. No one's body can withstand such a toss.

Nurses came and went, and then he was led to check-ups, and then to answer various questions from the doctor.After going back and forth several times, he sat back on the hospital bed, and he could hear He Shiwei standing outside the ward chatting anxiously with the doctor, arranging his future treatment.Afterwards, someone who seemed to be from LGM came to talk to He Shiwei. He Shiwei could hardly suppress his emotions, and said to the person: "Yes, Luo Lin is going to quit... I have already told Luo Han. Do you still want to withdraw?" How can he continue like this... I'm sure, he's going to quit."

——Luo Lin on the bed lowered his head and clasped his hands.The word "exit" hit his heart, and it made his whole body ache.

If he can't see things, it's not that he's not afraid.He didn't even dare to think about the future - if he really became blind in the future, it seemed that there was no hope for his livelihood or anything else.However, he was able to force those further fears aside, and the seemingly inevitable "exit" in front of him was unexpectedly——unacceptable to him.

He has always been content.As long as you work hard, one step counts as one step.If the result is not satisfactory, then he will always think that it is destiny-just fight for it next time.Nothing to be upset about.

He always thinks that life is very difficult, and what he has experienced has been lucky.Even at this point, if you can't see it, it will only increase your troubles——

However, even if he clearly understood this point, he didn't want to accept it.

...There is no next time.

There is no next time for an opportunity like LGM.

The people I met here, the things I experienced, and the efforts I made, nothing can be copied.He walked over step by step without saying a word, and looking back, he was already far away from the original self.

He can only sigh with emotion, but has never regretted it.

Only this last step--the last step to prove yourself, but there is no way to achieve it?Just give up, accept the reality, and say "this is also impossible"?

Then go back to Shanghai, recuperate in peace, spend a long or short recovery period or stay with the darkness forever-then when others mention the stories of these days, you shake your head regretfully and have nothing to say?

...he refused.

Ears are buzzing.He Xing's voice in the corridor gradually faded away.Luo Lin still maintained his sitting posture, but his hands were out from the side, and he fumbled to find the mobile phone - on the mobile phone, he saved speed dials for the few people he knew, including Portway's.Now there is probably only one person who can take him out of the hospital and can rely on him with peace of mind.

Relying on his past memory, he unlocked the phone, and pressed the number pad hesitantly—but there was no response.He repeated it several times, and finally realized that the mobile phone signal in the hospital was blocked.The phone calls cannot be made, and the people who can come and go around this ward are either LGM staff or doctors and nurses. Who would be willing to take him away?

Luo Lin was still holding the phone tightly, but couldn't help lowering his head to show a desperate expression.He still remembered what He Shiwei said earlier, it seemed to be the plane ticket back to China in the early morning of tomorrow.

...Is this the only way?

At this moment, Luo Lin heard footsteps coming from the door of the ward—it wasn't He Shiwei, his footsteps were not so light.Not doctors and nurses, because they will always stop at the door first, knock on the door frame and then greet them.Or someone from LGM... Then why haven't you opened your mouth to explain why you came here?

The footsteps stopped two or three steps away from his bed.Luo Lin suddenly remembered, could it be the nurses of the hospital?When I was hospitalized before, there was always a Burmese nurse who took care of me in front of the bed. Although the nurse was not fluent in English, he was very easy to get along with.If there is such a person in front of me now, can I ask for help?

"Excuse me..." Luo Lin raised his head and said to the source of the voice, "Can you do me a favor?"

……

When he came out of the hospital, Luo Lin shivered because of the cold wind blowing in his face.The man next to him wrapped the scarf behind him.

In the previous ten minutes, this stranger changed his clothes for him, held his hand, and led him down the fire escape avoiding others.That person didn't speak all the time, and Luo Lin just repeated his thanks.The man led him all the way out of the back door of the hospital, which seemed to be a parking lot or something.

There, Luo Lin dialed Portovy's mobile phone and asked the other party to pick him up.After the phone call ended, Luo Lin found that the person leading him hadn't left, and seemed to be standing there—he could hear the small sound of the person's soles rubbing against the masonry.It was the voice of hesitating whether to leave, hesitating about the next action.

Luo Lin thought for a while, then stretched out his hand for a handshake.A few seconds later, the man held his hand—Luo Lin smiled and said to him, "Thank you my friend."

He pulled those hands towards him and hugged them lightly.

"Goodbye."

……

Portway arrived fifteen minutes later.This man walks very fast, always bringing a gust of wind.Luo Lin turned around early and smiled at him.

"your eyes……"

"You don't need to ask," Luo Lin interrupted him calmly, "I don't know what will happen."

Botov was silent for a while, then grabbed Luo Lin's wrist for a while, and led him forward: "Where are you going now?"

"A friend's studio, in Soho."

"Your boss will be mad to know you've slipped away. But how did you... get out of the hospital?"

Luo Lin's footsteps paused, but his tone remained the same: "I met an old friend."

Portway asked no further questions.At the next street corner, he helped Luo Lin into a taxi.

... Duan Fei has a scar on the tiger's mouth on his right hand.White, inconspicuous but long, slightly protruding.That scar has a long history. It is said that Duan Fei was cut by a porcelain bowl when he was seven or eight years old.When Duan Fei grew up, the scar also grew.Duan Fei would always unconsciously touch the scar with his left thumb, and over time, the scar was covered with a thin layer of calluses.

When that person used his right hand to lead Luo Lin downstairs, Luo Lin knew who it was.He was surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he was the one who was able to enter and leave the ward legally and help so generously.

He wanted to laugh at first, but he didn't, and gradually he felt a little sad.He wanted to call Duan Fei, but all he could say was thank you.

He has no time to reminisce about the past, and he has no reason.

Finally he gave Duan Fei a hug.Duan Fei hugged him, it was cold.

……

Later, Luo Lin's taxi arrived in Soho, where he also found Cui Zenian's studio.

The people in the hospital found that Luo Lin had disappeared—first Alfred disappeared in one day, and then Luo Lin disappeared, and LGM was in a mess.He Shiwei originally suppressed his anger and vigorously pressed a certain number on the phone, but in the end he didn't dial it.

He looked at Luo Lin's ward.He put the phone down slowly.

Duan Fei was wearing his LGM hat, standing with folded arms at the corner of the hospital corridor.His face was half buried in shadow.He didn't have any expression, just watched the people around him running back and forth anxiously.

For a period of time before, he often felt uncomfortable pains in his chest, with bursts of stabbing pains.He could only hold back, and sometimes cried.

But once you get used to it, it's fine.

He lowered his head to look at his hands - Luo Lin's hands were so warm and soft.He was lucky to be able to hold it again today.

He smiled.

For some reason, his physical strength has been deteriorating recently-he was ill again a few days ago, which made him hoarse and unable to speak today.However, this gave Luo Lin a chance to misidentify himself - being treated as a stranger turned out to have other benefits.

5 minutes for a handshake.a hug.Face to face distance smile.

He felt that he was very happy and should be satisfied.

As for why he was still sad, he didn't know.

……

same day.

"...I understand your feelings, but you must face up to the reality that you cannot walk on stage."

He Shiwei's voice didn't fluctuate.

Luo Lin's eyes were open, facing He Shiwei's direction and he said calmly: "Even if I can't see it, I want to take a walk around. I will practice hard, so there should be no problem."

He Shiwei narrowed his eyes, but Luo Lin couldn't see his expression.Cui Shinian, who was standing beside Luo Lin, seemed to feel some pressure, and his expression began to become a little uneasy.

"What you need to walk the stage is not 'should be no problem', but 'must be no problem'. It is impossible to walk in a straight line without a reference object. With the length of the catwalk, the only result will be that you go astray. Fall off the stage." He Shiwei's voice became cold and hard.

"Then let me fall down. I will bear all the consequences." Luo Lin's tone was so calm that no one could notice the lack of room in his clause for a moment.

"Luo Lin, I don't want to talk to you like this." He Shiwei closed his eyes and opened them again: "It's your freedom to fall off the stage and get hurt, but for me, since I already know that the only result of letting you on stage is I will not allow your personal actions to affect the reputation of our company in the industry. I admire your spirit. But I refuse to accept your application to take the stage."

Luo Lin had no expression on his face.Perhaps because his eyes lost focus, his eyes didn't seem to have any warmth.

He is thinking.Think about how to respond to how weak, how to dispel the other party's suspicion.

... This is in Cui Zenian's studio.One table, three people.Cui Zenian and Luo Lin sat on one side, and He Shiwei sat on the other.The confrontational atmosphere couldn't be more obvious.

Although Luo Lin couldn't see it, he could feel the subtle changes in the atmosphere in the air.He Shiwei's patience was wearing away bit by bit in the silence - for He Shiwei's initiative to come to the door, Luo Lin was very surprised that he was not angry with himself.It's just that if he keeps silent like this, He Shiwei can't bear it to the limit and walk away, no matter how much Luo Lin persists, it will be useless.

Luo Lin also knew that he escaped from the hospital just to buy time and make He Shiwei face up to his request.But this method is also short-lived.

Luo Lin's hands had already clenched into fists under the table.

At that moment, he had already noticed He Shiwei's opening - he was almost about to hear the first syllable from He Shiwei's mouth.What interrupted that byte was He Shiwei's cell phone ringtone.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is Liszt's "bell".He Shiwei looked down at the phone screen, listening to the piano music for more than ten seconds, and then he pressed the answer button.

The speaker is off, but the caller's voice can be faintly heard.He Shiwei replied to the receiver, "I have already made a decision on this matter", but the other party did not stop the process of persuasion.

5 minutes or 6 minutes of talk time.He Shiwei didn't respond, until the end of the call, he said: "Then it's up to you."

The other party's voice continued, but He Shiwei had put the phone down from his ear and pressed to hang up.

For a few seconds he just sat there looking at Luo Lin's face.Then he stood up and said to Luo Lin: "You can go on stage if you want. Zhang Yishan will come over in the evening, and you can listen to him tell you the details."

He picked up the coat on the side and was about to leave. When he reached the door, he didn't turn around and left a sentence: "... I wish you good luck."

"Thank you."

The door was closed.

Cui Zenian turned his head and asked Luo Lin:

"He Shiwei—has he always been so unreasonable? Last time he obviously..."

"He's just doing business." Luo Lin relaxed his shoulders and leaned his back against the cushion of the chair: "It's good for both of us."

……

24 hours until the final show.

"It was really impossible for you to play at first - there is a gap between the legs of ordinary people, so even if you have trained your stride, you will still go astray. I thought about setting a reference for you, but according to the original runway It’s impossible to set it up. But when you left, LGM released the runway design for the final show. I thought about it, and there is still a possibility of setting a reference for you. Well, Cui... Teacher , come here, Luo Lin can’t see it, so I’ll draw a picture for you.”

Zhang Yishan came here in a hurry, and now with a pencil in his mouth, he lay down on the ground to explain the drawings to Cui Shinian and Luo Lin.

"Generally, the catwalks we see have only one stage, and the audience sits on both sides of the aisle—this time we will set up a cross stage, but the cross stage is not on the same plane...ah, you haven't seen it It's really hard to explain the scene, I'm so tired of it, let's put it this way..."

Lohan built a huge stage this time as the venue for the final show.In a warehouse-like high space, he designed four runway aisles at different heights and different planes.These four walkways are all above the ground, and they look like a cross when viewed from above, but they do not actually intersect each other: the end of each walkway, that is, the intersection of the cross, is connected to a spiral staircase.The stairs connect to all four walkways, from the highest one to the ground.The area divided by the cross is the auditorium, which adopts the stepped design of the gymnasium.

"I don't understand...why is the runway designed like this? How do the models wait and walk up the aisle?" Cui Zenian showed a confused expression.

Zhang Yishan continued to make gestures on the explanatory map:

"The four tops of this cross are respectively connected with four elevators with transparent design. The model's waiting room is underground, and the elevator will pass the models up from the underground. After the elevator opens, there will be a walkway with the same transparent design—because the walkway is high-altitude. It was built, so although there are side supports but no pallets, it is probably to reduce weight. The aisle is very narrow... When walking on the stage, each model will be assigned to an aisle of different heights. The requirement is that the model arrives after walking the aisle. For the stairs, you have to go down the stairs, go down to the ground, and then go around to show the clothes facing the auditorium. In this way, the audience who are far away from a certain aisle can also see the models at close range...Mom At that time, I was confused when I heard the press conference, why is it so troublesome, but when Luo Han talked about the design, I understood..."

Zhang Yishan cleared his throat and continued: "According to the order of walking the stage, if the models in the highest aisle have finished walking, the audience's eyes will automatically shift to the second aisle that is slightly lower. It will be dimmed. The time to walk through them in order will allow time for the first aisle to be used by the next person. As Luo Han said, models and designers can walk through the aisle by themselves during the freed time. Add decorations to match the atmosphere of the costume design. In this way, each design will have a corresponding environment to match. I thought about it, but to achieve this purpose, other stage designs are also fine, but the stage actually looks very beautiful , so I won't criticize the old man's design..."

"Then," Cui Zenian asked, "The thing you said about setting a reference for Luo Lin..."

"Don't you understand? If we have time to renovate the aisle, we can put some things on the stage that seem to be decorations, but are actually reference objects... He can't see it, but he can always feel things? Look at this—— Zhang Yishan took out something the size of a palm from his coat pocket.

Cui Zenian looked at it carefully: "This, isn't it the one on the side of the road..."

"Small blind stickers. I've tried it. It's very convenient to put it on, and it doesn't take time to clean it up. It's just that this reference object is ready, and Luo Lin has to get used to it..." Zhang Yishan said a long list If so, his voice has become a little hoarse.

"Has the length of the aisle been determined?" Luo Lin suddenly asked.

Zhang Yishan nodded and reported a number.

Luo Lin frowned: "...it's too long. There's not much room for practice. Yishan, have you bought the blind road sticker yet?"

Zhang Yishan pointed to the two cardboard boxes brought behind him: "I bought ones that can be attached for a mile...the people over there said that they don't sell retail..."

"Is that stage open to models tonight?"

"Openness is open, because the designer has to arrange the design of the aisle, but there should be a lot of people going now, if you practice..."

"If it's later, there will always be no one. Can you please wait a while and drive me there with a blind road sticker?"

Zhang Yishan was startled for a moment, then nodded: "No problem."

Speaking of Zhang Yishan, he was about to turn around and move the cardboard boxes, but Cui Zenian stopped him: "If possible...can you save a box?"

Zhang Yishan turned to look at him.

"I think these things can be changed, it will be more in line with the theme of tomorrow's show..."

Zhang Yishan suddenly realized: "I understand, then I will bring one box over there first, and you can take the other box over tomorrow by the way."

Cui Shinian reached out to take the box, but someone behind him snatched the box away.Cui Shinian let out an "ah" and turned around.

Yuan Shuai's face was as dark as usual: "You are free to do other things before the clothes are sewn? Who told me to make a coat out of leather again?"

"I……"

"Go and get your clothes done. I'll do such trivial things." Yuan Shuai turned around and left with the box on his shoulders.

Hearing Zhang Yishan sigh, "This man is quite handsome", Luo Lin also smiled.

For some reason, Cui Zenian felt that his face had a fever, and he coughed twice and said to Luo Lin, "I... will try my best to make you the best clothes. Luo Lin, come on."

Luo Lin had the usual gentle expression on his face: "Thank you."

……

15 hours until the final show.

"Finally everyone is gone, so I'll put up the blind stickers." Zhang Yishan and Luo Lin stood in the venue where the final catwalk was held, and the former began to unpack the cartons they brought.

"I didn't feel it when there were many people, but here...it's really big." Luo Lin stood on the ground floor with a slightly emotional expression.

"Huh? You're not..."

"Echo." Luo Lin nodded his ear, "Let's start. I'm sorry for troubling you so much today."

Zhang Yishan smiled without hesitation: "It's a trivial matter. In other words, I wish I could do things for little Luoluo..."

Luo Lin hesitated for a moment: "But Xiangchuan's side..."

"There will be no problem. He pulled me over and didn't intend to let me work." Zhang Yishan's voice turned cold instantly, "Stop talking. Let's start practicing."

"……kindness."

……

10 hours until the final show.

"Luo...Lin? Why are you so early in the morning..."

Luo Lin stood in the very center of the venue, drinking water with his head raised.Hearing this, he turned his head away—it was Portway's voice. "Portaway? Good morning."

Facing Luo Lin's smile, Bodewei couldn't respond with a smile.He frowned and walked quickly towards Luo Lin: "Your feet..."

"What happened to my feet?"

"Why are your feet swollen like this?" Portway's voice was full of unbearable.Luo Lin was barefoot, with his trousers rolled up, revealing his slender ankles and swollen arches in contrast.

"Huh? It's okay. I was just practicing walking the blind path. For me, this is also a practical technique that must be mastered." Luo Lin's tone sounded very relaxed, which seemed a bit joking.

"Luo Lin... don't you really..."

"...I really want to go on stage. Well, that's it. I'm a little sleepy too...Maybe I should get some sleep before the show. Yishan?" Luo Lin turned around, and Zhang Yishan behind him was posting Facing the wall, rubbing his eyes in a daze: "What's wrong?"

"Let's go back. I want to take a short rest, and you can catch up on sleep together." After finishing speaking, Luo Lin turned to Bodewei and smiled: "You don't have to worry about me, it's fine."

Zhang Yishan came over to lead Luo Lin back, but Botov took Luo Lin's hand before him.Facing Zhang Yishan's surprised expression, Botovich argued, "I just want to send him to the door."

When he got to the door, Botov turned Luo Lin's shoulder for some reason, facing him.

Luo Lin's eyes were not in focus with his face.Botov closed his eyes, lowered his head and pressed it against Luo Lin's forehead: "Promiseme. Begood, besafe."

"...I promise."

Luo Lin smiled at him.

Zhang Yishan came up and pulled Luo Lin away.

……

7 hours until the final show.

"……Hey."

Cui Shinian rubbed his eyes.The sun was dazzling, but he was still sleepy from exhaustion.Who is speaking.

"Go to bed and sleep. I'll finish the clothes."

"Yuan... Shuai? I haven't..."

The body was too heavy to move.So someone easily picked him up and walked towards the bedroom.Cui Shinian was clumsily and carefully placed on the big bed, and the man walked to the window and drew the heavy curtains to block the glare of the sun.

so comfortable.But my own design... that's my own...

"Don't worry. I'll do what you want. It's your clothes. Don't worry, I won't steal anything from you."

Covering his eyes with his hands, his movements were very light.

"Go to sleep... be good."

Obviously shouldn't have fallen asleep like this...but the sound was surprisingly reassuring.Cui Zenian turned over and fell into a dream.

……

3 hours until the final show.

"Luo Lin, it's time for us to go. Yuan Shuai has brought the clothes here. Are you ready?" Holding a coffee, Zhang Yishan forced Luo Lin to go out.

To his surprise, in front of his eyes, Luo Lin was standing by the window, neatly dressed, without any signs of fatigue.The afternoon sun fell on Luo Lin's shoulders, staining the collar of his white shirt with gold—this white shirt and black trousers were just like Zhang Yishan's clothes when he first met him.But the clumsy and cautious man back then had disappeared.

Luo Lin said:

"I'm ready."

... calm.

……

30 minutes until the final show.

The intercom sound in the waiting room came and went.

——The music is in place.

— Sound check completed.

——No. [-] machine, No. [-] machine, track investigation.Please hurry up and complete the track inspection of Unit [-].

—Pierre's assistant, please hurry to Sith.Any one of Pierre's assistants please hurry to Sith.

—Aisle No. [-], aisle No. [-], the last inspection is over.

——…

Luo Lin stood in the waiting line.He couldn't see the clothes on his body, he could only feel the wrapping of the fabric.

... heavy.

The passing crowd moved and shouted at each other.Some people are shouting to touch up makeup, and some people are angry at the assistant.This space is really stuffy.

Luo Lin habitually wanted to pluck his own bangs, raised his hand, but couldn't help laughing.

……

5 seconds to the final catwalk.

walkie-talkie:

"Sasha is ready. 3, 2, 1 Go!"

——What was displayed in front of the audience was the elevator tower suddenly lit up with silver lights in the darkness.

The transparent elevator doors opened.

A row of silver fireworks stretches along the highest walkway.The transparent corridor is like nothing in the darkness.

The first thing that caught the audience's eyes was a cane made of white bones.

The final draft of the LGM theme week officially begins.

The author has something to say:

Ok, so the second part is finished with one chapter left.

The last chapter will probably be very long, because this will be the only time I will describe all the costumes and stage designs in detail.

Maybe there will be partiality or something, but everyone will appear amazingly (probably), because it is the last stage after all.

As for my private life, I think it is better not to mention it in the future.Forget it, let's not talk about this topic...

There are various notices and announcements following the next chapter, and the author's words alone probably have [-] words.

Because the ending of the third part is posted tens of thousands of words at a time, there must be a long window period before.So if you have any extras you want to watch, please let me know here.You can choose the characters, and I will help him with a good CP and bring them up (but please don’t name Luo Linhe, because their story is in the ending; forget about Portway and Rivers, because the third part has their official story. Extra episodes), or talk about past experiences and the like.Supporting roles like Chen Shen are most welcome to be named, because he will not appear in a large part of the main story.By the way, you all forgot who this person is ==

That's it, happy summer everyone!I wish you all the best.