distorted impression

"Dandelion?" Jiang Chengyue had the impression that there was a small dandelion tattoo on Lu Xu's shoulder.

It was a dandelion when the wind came. The dandelion was swaying, and seven or eight seeds with small umbrellas floated out.

Lush said at the time it was to cover the scar on his shoulder.

"Yeah." Lu Xu nodded, "Because it's behind the ears and on the side of the neck, in such a small area, you can only tattoo a small dandelion floating out."

"Can it be delicate but cool?" Jiang Chengyue asked suspiciously.

He wanted that cool effect.

"I'm not sure about this." Lu Xu didn't lie to him. Seeing Jiang Chengyue's frustrated eyes after he finished speaking, he changed the subject, "But I have the previous design drawings. You can save money by taking them directly for tattooing."

"That's all!" Hearing that it could save money, Jiang Chengyue didn't ask for it at all.

Lu Xu inadvertently grasped the way to handle him. He never let go of the raised corner of his mouth, but he still didn't forget to tell him a few words: "Don't look for the studio pattern randomly, it's not clean. I'll ask you where it is later."

Today's concert that the two of them failed to attend due to an accident suddenly lost its weight in his heart. The music flowing through the fingertips of a world-class pianist, the regular notes of the black and white piano keys, became flat to him.

He felt that the night market was not as bad as he had imagined. The bustling voices, the smell of sweat, and the annoying chirping of insects all disappeared.

The lights on each booth are like fireflies, one by one, echoing the stars in the sky.It seemed that it was the first time he could calm down and observe this world.

"By the way, Brother Lu, I forgot to ask, does the tattoo hurt?" Jiang Chengyue suddenly thought of this question.

He thinks he can bear the pain quite well, but his eyes are disobedient, usually a little bumpy, and before people have time to cry out the pain, the eye sockets are sore.

"It hurts, why doesn't it hurt." Lu Xu looked at him, "If it hurts, just shout or cry twice, it's not ashamed."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengyue paused, then shook his head seriously: "That won't work, I won't cry, forget it."

Because Jiang Chengyue seems to be afraid of pain, the discussion about tattoos ends here.

The dandelion's seeds that wanted to fly out suddenly fell into the air, Lu Xu licked his molars, his blue eyes sank to the small piece of skin behind Jiang Chengyue's ears, feeling a little unsatisfied.

When Jiang Chengyue and Lu Xu started to go back, a few of the lights in the night market had gone out sporadically.

Lu Xu temporarily accepted the design draft sent by Wang Xue, made himself a cup of black coffee, and turned on the computer to prepare for revision.

Jiang Chengyue came out of the bathroom in her pajamas, passed by the design desk on the first floor, and happened to see Lu Xu's messy computer desktop.

Lu Xu usually stores things according to the depth of the color. Whether it is clothes or books, he arranges them very artistically. However, the files in CorelDraw all look the same, so Lu Xu doesn’t bother to subdivide them. Wait for the files to get mixed up.

"Brother Lu, your desk is so messy." Jiang Chengyue walked over smelling the bitter taste of black coffee, "I'll clean it up for you."

"You can?" Lu Xu stepped aside, "I'm afraid I won't be able to find anything after you sort it out."

"Of course." Jiang Chengyue was not modest at all, "I taught myself a little computer before filling out the application, and you can come to me for computer repairs in the future."

Jiang Chengyue is a solid science student. While flipping through the book, he wrote a simple program in C language, imported it into Lu Xu's computer, and classified the images according to their main colors.

Lu Xu stood behind him and watched him operate, and suddenly remembered that Wang Xue had raised his mouth in the evening, saying that the Dream Platinum Band was not completely unhelpful, and who made the move, Xi Jie's black fans and his opponent simultaneously The heat of this matter has been pushed up.

Lush now guessed who did it.

"Okay." Jiang Chengyue just sorted it out, and he didn't click on any of the documents on Lu Xu's desktop.

He knows that the designer's original manuscript is precious, and he will never touch it.

Lu Xu's computer desktop became clean and tidy.

"Who else have you helped fix computers?" Lu Xu asked.

Jiang Chengyue said: "No one, you are the first one, I haven't fully learned it yet, I was very worried just now that I would break it up for you, I dare not touch other people's."

There are tens of millions of design drafts stored on Lu Xu's computer, but he doesn't care at all, he just feels that Jiang Chengyue has one more special point about him.

There's just one thing he's not satisfied with.

Even if Jiang Chengyue was tidying up, he managed his eyes neatly, as if he was not at all curious about his field of work.

"I can reinstall the system and add memory sticks." Jiang Chengyue held his textbooks, "When school starts, I will repair computers and make a fortune."

The corners of Lu Xu's mouth that had just been raised halfway collapsed.

He wanted to call Jiang Chengyue 200 million as an advance payment, and lock Jiang Chengyue at home to repair computers.

Lu Xu shook his head, shaking out the sudden and terrifying thought of a straight man, and replaced it with that worldly desire.

"Go to sleep." He curled his index finger and flicked Jiang Chengyue's forehead lightly, "I'm going to work overtime."

Jiang Chengyue's skin was fair, and Lu Xu didn't use much force, but there was still a small blush on his forehead, which turned red when he kneaded it lightly, and it seemed to be able to glow with water when he pinched it.

Lu Xu stared at Jiang Chengyue's amber eyes for a moment, then looked away.

Jiang Chengyue was wearing her pajamas, which were one size smaller, and her trousers were short, exposing her ankles, and she responded dumbfoundedly.

Mengbai had an invitation to a small music festival a week later. Jiang Chengyue carried Mengbai's newly made band flag from the door and wanted to take it to the second floor. Because the flagpole was too long, Jiang Chengyue walked sideways and accidentally carried the flag with him. Stuck at the stairs, almost at the same moment, I heard Lu Xu's undisguised laugh.

"Don't laugh!" Jiang Chengyue blushed and left with the flag.

Talking about working overtime, why are you still staring at him.

There was a new compressed file on Lu Xu's computer, which was the finished picture sent by the photographer Xu Xu when Jiang Chengyue was shooting the plane that day. He asked Lu Xu and Chen Andi if there was anything that needed to be modified.

Xue Renjing didn't have any opinions, so he posted three applause emoticons, and turned to ask Lu Xu for his opinion.

Lu Xu took a sip of his black coffee, and clicked on the set of pictures under the warm and bright light of the desk lamp.

Xue Renjing is a businessman. He gave this set of pictures to the fashion magazine with the largest sales volume. The e-magazine will be released in two weeks, so they have enough time to polish this set of pictures.

Lu Xu has been a costume designer for so long, and he has listened to the praise and applause from the outside world, but the reputation and criticism have not entered his ears. He has seen many refined and gorgeous pictures, and he has long since calmed down.

But Jiang Chengyue's set of pictures was amazing.

He is satisfied with the people, the shape is made by himself, and even the photographer is Nancy Deer's long-term cooperation. He is allowed to pick faults, but he can only pick the faults of the tree or the vines.

For example, the tree is not straight enough.

Also, he wrapped the vines with his own hands, and now he finds them ugly.There were also several red marks on Jiang Chengyue's wrist.

It is the masterpiece of the road designer who tried to do it himself that day.

Lu Xu returned five clapping emoticons, two more than Xue Ren.

In the last picture, Jiang Chengyue stood under the charred tree, looking back in his direction from a distance, with wet tears on his cheeks.

Jiang Chengyue refused to cry that day, the tears were specially made by the makeup artist.

He knew that Jiang Chengyue was watching him that day.

Like a sea monster, with pure white feathers, through the sea fog that is about to disperse, it invites passing boats to listen to a song that confuses people's hearts.

Lu Xu's ship was almost sunk.

[Kyle]: The last one, the angle is not good, so I took it down here. :)