distorted impression

On the last weekend of August, when Jiang Chengyue woke up, there was a set of clothes beside his bed that he had never seen before.

The weather these days is actually okay, but for some reason, the clothes he hangs in the yard have not been dried recently.

He looked at the weather and Feng Shui, but didn't understand what was wrong.

As a result, on the day of the music festival, he couldn't find a piece of dry clothes, so he had to ask Lu Xu to borrow them.

The most important thing for designer Lu is clothes. He listened to Jiang Chengyue's nice words and begged a few words on the shelf. Then he opened his own brand's website and started to choose. Finally, he chose the clothes of NancyDeer's sub-line brand. It suits Jiang Chengyue's style.

It was a black and white short-sleeved shirt with asymmetrical buttons. Jiang Chengyue was a little at a loss when he got it, and felt like an upside-down panda when he put it on in front of the mirror.

"Don't wear it directly, you need to wear it inside." Lu Xu stood by the bedroom door with his arms folded and looked at him. He reached out and threw a white T-shirt for him to put on the shirt. The asymmetrical buttons instantly gave him a cute look. Sweet and cool.

This shirt looks simple from a distance, but it is actually very ingenious when viewed up close. The cuffs, back waist and neckline have specially tailored thin black ribbons. When the wind blows or the wearer is exercising, the ribbons rise and fall to Give people a handsome feeling.

According to Lu Xu's request, Jiang Chengyue put on another pair of dark blue shorts.

"How can I look taller?" Jiang Chengyue asked.

"You're not short." Lu Xu sneered, and then brought out a memory of him saying that Jiang Chengyue was short.

He walked over, held Jiang Chengyue's waist from behind with one hand, put his thumb on Jiang Chengyue's waist to try the size, and helped Jiang Chengyue press the hem of the right side of the clothes sheet with shorts.

Jiang Chengyue stood where he was, and Lu Xu's neatly trimmed nails inadvertently scratched his waistline. He was afraid of itching, so he dodged slightly, and his back hit Lu Xu's body. forward.

Lu Xu spoke calmly: "The way of buttoning, the adjustment of the hem, and..."

His slender fingers hooked the waistband of Jiang Chengyue's shorts, and the fingertips brushed the waist, all the way down, and changed the strap on the shorts: "The adjustment of accessories will visually affect the height. "

"179cm is not short, you can't compare with me in everything?" Lu Xu said jokingly.

"What's the comparison between me and you?" Jiang Chengyue looked down at her own toes, and occasionally raised her head to peek at herself in the mirror. Lu Xu's words made her ears turn red.

"Okay, if you play Guye like that, don't make too complicated outfits, just turn around and fall to the ground." Lu Xu slapped Jiang Chengyue on the back of the waist, "Look in the mirror."

Jiang Chengyue also wore a silver-white deer on her left ear, with a very small feather on the antler, and the deer's eyes were broken diamonds. Lu Xu stared at him for two seconds, feeling that the whole body was missing a bright spot.

"Wear this." Lu Xu led Jiang Chengyue to the downstairs studio, and took a red leather bracelet from a small drawer on the wall.

He didn't like these leather accessories when he used to wear them, but they seemed to be particularly suitable for Jiang Chengyue. The ostentation and coldness of the leather can just neutralize the gentle temperament of Jiang Chengyue, thus creating an eye-catching A bright effect.

Jiang Chengyue knew that the things that Lu Xu borrowed from him were not cheap, so he took extra care every time. Lu Xu fastened the leather bracelet for him, and he would not even touch it randomly, and protected it carefully.

"I'm going out." Jiang Chengyue rushed out of the yard carrying the newly made band flag, "See you tonight."

Lu Xu waved his hand coldly, indicating that he heard it.

Hearing Jiang Chengyue's footsteps gradually receding, Lu Xu pushed open the door and squinted his eyes to feel the morning light.

Afterwards, he picked up the press water bottle that Jiang Chengyue usually used to water the flowers in the yard, and helped Jiang Chengyue water the onion seedlings and cabbages in the yard.

This is Lu Xu's daily life in recent days——

In an instant, his eyes flickered, and with a wave of his hand, the crystal clear water droplets mistly scattered in mid-air, and when the sunlight passed through, a section of rainbow was refracted.

The flower pot was half wet, and Jiang Chengyue's clothes hanging in the yard were all wet.

The venue of the Juice Music Festival is in Forest Park, an entire open-air lawn.

At the end of August, a typhoon blew in the coastal areas, and even Ningcheng had a strong wind today, and the grass leaves were billowing, but the enthusiasm for the music festival remained undiminished.

Jiang Chengyue followed Mengbai and came backstage early in the morning to prepare.

The Juice Organizer invited quite a few bands, some of them were well-known bands with performance prices starting at 20w, and the other part were small bands like Mengbai and the others, who were a little topical in this city.

The level of popularity may not be so obvious among the bands, but it is clearly reflected in the backstage of the Juice Music Festival. The person in charge of the Juice Music Festival, Zhu Guo, has prepared tents for every well-known band invited. The band's logo was printed, and the colors were carefully differentiated. There were several dozen mineral water in the tent.

Mengbai had nothing, and when Jiang Chengyue and the others arrived, they had to put all their equipment on the ground.The "Red Antelope" band not far away saw the band flag they were carrying and laughed a few times, saying that they had never seen a band that carried the flag for themselves.

The organizer of the music festival called these small bands to sign in, so Jiang Chengyue had to put the snare drum and cymbals on the grass first, put the band flag aside, turned around and ran to sign with Meng Zhe and the others.

"Are you here to play too?" The drummer of a small band next to him, "Chestnut Whispers", saw the drum sticks in Jiang Chengyue's hand, "Come as a foil, too?"

Jiang Chengyue twirled the drumstick in his hand, just wanted to bend the corners of his mouth in a friendly manner, halfway, remembering that Lu Xu had emphasized to him many times that there was no need to smile before everyone, so he turned his mouth again. Pressed back into a flat line.

The drummer of "Chestnut Whisper" is an enthusiastic person. Seeing his expression of whether he was about to laugh or not, he thought he was wronged because of the Juice Music Festival, so he quickly said: "It's okay, it's a good opportunity to show your face. A few music fans resonate with me, as long as I get on it later, someone will definitely like it, and I will gain a few music fans."

"My drums are pretty good." Seeing that Jiang Chengyue was young and polite, the other party said a few more words, "We can make friends. If you can't play well, I can teach you."

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Chengyue said politely.

"However." The chestnut drummer shrugged, "Juice Music Festival was not created by pure music fans, it is operated by capital behind it, and its team is retired from the entertainment industry, it's very...you know."

Jiang Chengyue actually doesn't know much about the entertainment industry, but he can understand what this guy said——

Juice Music Festival watched people order dishes, and the small bands present dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Jiang Chengyue didn't care about this. Without a tent, they could start preparing as soon as they sat on the grass.As for the water, he brought a glass himself, there was no need to go to the music festival for mineral water.

However, when he signed in, he was quite frightened when he found Meng Zhuo's black band flag on the grass.

A cup of opened milk tea was placed on his snare drum, and it was shaking in the wind, and it was about to fall.

Jiang Chengyue's reaction speed was fast. Before the milk tea overturned, he rushed over and put the milk tea cup on the grass.

Drums are very delicate things, a cup of overturned water will bring great damage to the drum cavity, not to mention it is a cup of milk tea.

Each drum sounds slightly different, and bands generally bring their own equipment.The price of Jiang Chengyue's snare drum was as high as five figures. To buy it, he had to work everywhere and save his own food. On the day he bought it, he held the drum and had a good afternoon.

"Hey! What are you doing!" The assistant with red nails next to Zhu Guo, the person in charge of the music festival, came over and said sharply, "If you put it on the ground for me, how can I drink it! I finally found a flat on the table."

"This is not a platform." Jiang Chengyue said calmly.

"Is there any difference?" Hongjiao was very angry, "Just let it go for a while, it's too fussy."

Jiang Chengyue didn't want to explain to people who didn't understand why things couldn't be put on the drum, so he lowered his head, picked up the milk tea cup, walked about ten steps, put it on the lid of the trash can, and asked politely: "Do you think this table is enough?" Not flat enough?"

The red nails were going to explode in anger: "Hey, why are you like this, what band are you in!"

"What are you shouting about?" Li Sui heard the movement, walked all the way, and pushed Jiang Chengyue behind him, "What's the matter?"

He is a veteran, tall and big, and the muscles on his shoulders are often tense. Most people are always a little scared when they see him.

"At first glance, it's fatal." Zhu Guo's assistant gave Jiang Chengyue a sideways look, then turned and left.

The Juice Festival's snub to small bands is not only reflected in this one thing --

Soon, when the staff began to debug the LED screen, Jiang Chengyue and the others discovered that there was another problem.

Generally, when a band is performing, the band’s logo, song name and simple animation will appear on the LED screen behind it. The Juice Music Festival’s animations for big bands are very delicate and cool. When it’s the turn of small bands like Mengbai and Lizi Whisper, the background is become monotonous and uninteresting.

On the pure white base map, two large characters, Meng Platinum, were typed in Song Dynasty.

"Trust me." The staff of the music festival said, "It's so simple and clear, you can know the name of your band at a glance. We discussed several proposals, and finally think that this is the most obvious and can better highlight the core theme of the band. "

Jiang Chengyue felt that it was best to use this to deceive the ghosts, and it was useless to tell them.

The background picture is perfunctory and careless that can be seen with the naked eye. Juice probably wants to save money, and just intends to fool these little-known small bands.

Anyway, Mengbai didn't have many music fans, so they couldn't make a fuss, so they had nothing to fear.

"Sorry, we need to change the background picture." Jiang Chengyue said.

As soon as they heard that they were going to change, the staff in charge of the LED immediately changed their faces: "There is still an hour until the show starts, who has time to change the background for you?"

"I'll do it myself." Jiang Chengyue said, "I have something ready-made."

Lu Xu just sent him the electronic version of the design draft a while ago. Although there is no dynamic picture, Jiang Chengyue feels that the background alone is shocking enough.

Jiang Chengyue can trust Brother Lu's design drawings.

"You have so many things to do, you can do it yourself." The people at the Juice Music Festival were very irritable.

Jiang Chengyue hummed, and lowered her head to hold the mouse. The red leather bracelet on her wrist rubbed against the table. Jiang Chengyue was afraid of breaking it, so she took it off and put it on the side table.

The logo on the Mengplating team flag was replaced by Jiang Chengyue on the computer, covering the previous perfunctory black and white writing.

Half an hour before the performance, Jiang Chengyue opened the army drum bag and wiped the drumsticks. Unexpectedly, Zhu Guo, the person in charge of the music festival, found them again.

Zhu Guo's assistant stood beside him, pointing at Jiang Chengyue, occasionally uttering a few ugly words.

"That's right, the popularity of 'Red Antelope' is too high. There will definitely be an encore later, so the overall time will not be enough. You are the second one, and the music fans are not well-known. Let's reduce the performance time to 10 minutes." Zhu Guo pulled his face and said, "That's it, 10 minutes is enough."

"How is 10 minutes enough?" Meng Zhe asked.

"I think it's almost there." Zhu Guo said, "I'll be honest, please just look at the face of your friends, I know that you all pursue individuality when you play in a band, but I still want to say, before you understand your identity, Talking about personality is a bit naive."

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Chengyue again: "If you don't understand the world, you won't be able to go very far."

The equipment of Mengplating is all self-contained.

After the performance of the "Red Antelope" band, they had to change into their own equipment first. When the black curtain opened again and the music sounded, their performance officially started.

The time is shortened, which means that the time it takes for Meng Plating to present a song will be halved.

Bad appearance sequence, temporary replacement of the Led background, and the time of half a song——

"This is too contemptuous of people." Du Xun said violently, "Why don't you stop acting, I will get angry when I see the person in charge's face, it's too perfunctory."

Meng Zhe also hesitated.

"No." Jiang Chengyue said, "After preparing for so long, I want to try."

At least--

He must be worthy of the flag that Lu Xu personally designed for him.