distorted impression

trash bag……

"Wiebitte?! (You say it again?!)" Lu Xu glanced at Jiang Chengyue with complicated emotions, and his teeth ached from anger.

This "garbage bag" is now hanging in the studio of the old house.

No, what garbage bags.

Jiang Chengyue's aesthetics is simply a hopeless obsession.

Witnessing at the scene that the boss failed to pretend, he was so angry that he spoke German, and the driver also took a deep breath.

He took a peek at Boss Lu's face from the rearview mirror, immediately straightened his face, and concentrated on driving.

Jiang Chengyue felt that Lu Xu turned his face faster than turning a book——

Just now, he turned his head to show him the entertainment news and asked him what he thought, but now he turned his face back to the original position and said something he didn't understand.

"Ah? Brother Lu?" Jiang Chengyue didn't wait for an answer, and urged her softly, "Do you still want to hear what I have to say?"

After graduating from Parsons School of Design in New York, Lu Xu, a famous international fashion designer, has created countless works.

He accepted both praise and criticism, but he didn't want to bear today's sentence.

Lu Xu ground his back molars, and changed his angle: "What do you think of this one on you?"

"Ah?" Jiang Chengyue didn't know why the topic turned to herself, "I bought it near Chunxi Road. It looks good and can't be worn, and it's less than 100 yuan."

Jiang Chengyue asked blankly: "Brother Lu, do you want the same style?"

"Who wants to wear the same style as you? It's so ugly!" Lu Xu said angrily.

That's right, Jiang Chengyue thought, Lu Xu is a straight man.

It is impossible for a straight man to wear the same style as him.

After Jiang Chengyue got off the car, he realized that in less than a day, the layout of the old house had undergone tremendous changes.

A long table was moved into the originally vacant first floor, and a computer and hand-painted board were added. There were five or six plastic models, large and small, including half-length and full-body models. Soft ruler.

A plate full of steamed buns was placed in the center of the table.

Lu Xu remembered that what he said was to send a dinner, no steamed buns, and I don't know how the assistant would get it wrong.

"This..." Jiang Chengyue was hungry.

"I bought it for myself." Still angry, Lu Xu reached out and knocked down Jiang Chengyue's hand that was reaching out to the steamed bun.

Jiang Chengyue understood.

It may not be that Lu Xu doesn't eat fireworks, but he just doesn't want to eat the fireworks he bought.

This old house is the property of the Lu family's ancestors. It is built in the style of the Republic of China. It is livable but the area is not large. The upper and lower floors add up to only 80 square meters. There are many things on the road. placed.

"Throw those dusty bags of yours in the yard if they don't work." Lu Xu was very upset seeing Jiang Chengyue at the moment, and wanted to bully him.

"You can't throw it away, I'll put it on the balcony." Jiang Chengyue's bag contained all kinds of cymbals and snare drums, all of which were his treasures.

He was dragging his bag, and when he passed the design desk, he saw the drumstick that Lu Xu had thrown aside casually, and wanted to take it, but he didn't dare.

There was only one wardrobe in the room. The moment Lu Xu opened the wardrobe, he felt that he saw all the colors in the world.

"Don't hang your clothes against mine." Lu Xu ordered.

Jiang Chengyue was stunned for two seconds, thought about it, straight men seem to be like this, they will set boundaries with others in everything they do: "Okay."

He found a black and white panda pendant from the suitcase, hung it on a hanger, and placed it horizontally in the center of the closet: "Four or six, I will hang the panda on the left, and you on the right."

Lu Xu: "?"

There was only one bed, and Jiang Chengyue knew that Lu Xu could not understand him, so she consciously picked up the pillow and quilt, and prepared to go downstairs to the sofa.

Now Lu Xu wants to sing the opposite of everything: "Where are you going?"

"Sleeping on the sofa..." Jiang Chengyue said.

"I didn't dislike you, but you started to dislike me?" Lu Xu raised his foot and gently kicked the bedroom door, "Just sleep here!"

This Jiang Chengyue really didn't expect, he dragged the blanket back to the bed, and slept beside the bed, not daring to move his hands or feet.

Lu Xu troubled Jiang Chengyue all night, as if he had stepped on cotton.

Seeing that he was well-behaved now, he smiled with satisfaction, turned on the old-fashioned phonograph by the bedside, played Jiang Chengyue a soothing violin song before going to bed, and went downstairs.

I don't know why, Lu Xu felt that he seemed to be very inspired by design today, so he stayed in the workshop for a while.

Jiang Chengyue was harassed openly and secretly all night, and finally calmed down. She plugged in her headphones, listened to the restless rock music, and fell asleep.

Jiang Chengyue went to the hospital early in the morning.

"The doctor used to say that it would be better if you were older." Jiang Chengyue pointed to the redness at the end of her eyes, "But I'm almost dying, so I'm still allergic to tears?"

Since childhood, he has been allergic to his own and other people's tears, and his skin will turn red when he is allergic.

Just fucking outrageous.

"It's nothing to worry about, it's my physical problem." The doctor said, "Try not to cry, just smile a lot."

Jiang Chengyue carried two boxes of dispensable anti-allergic medicines and walked in the direction of Xingcai livehouse.

The college student music festival is today, and he agreed to help the school band.

When Lu Xu woke up, Jiang Chengyue was no longer on the bed, and the small half of the bed occupied by Jiang Chengyue was neatly made, and no one was there.

Jiang Chengyue, who was under his supervision all night last night, went out without saying hello, which made him faintly feel agitated out of control.

He turned on his cell phone and called Jiang Chengyue, but no one answered.

Instead, Song Jun called him: "Today, the College Student Music Festival is being held here, come and see it? I'm looking for your design inspiration."

"It's so noisy, I won't go." Lu Xu was annoyed, "I can't go to bookstores or art galleries, do I have to go to the noisy livehouse?"

"Let's have a look." Song Jun persuaded, "Really, the band and the inspiration will never part. I'll send you the program list and personnel. When you come, you can choose what you like to watch."

"No." Lu Xu clicked on the program list.

Jiang Chengyue was at the college student music festival, and the equipment had already been installed, and he was just waiting for the opening in the evening.

The playlist had already been sent to Jiang Chengyue. He turned two pages and saw the familiar Chifeng Band.

"Are they also going to the college student music festival?" Jiang Chengyue calculated that every member of Chifeng was almost twice his age.

"They want to attract college students' music fans." Meng Zhe came over to help and was adjusting his bass.

The performance order of Chifeng Band is exactly the one in front of them.

The lead singer of D University is a fourth-year senior named Fu Youran, wearing a long black dress with European and American styles, and has long brown curly hair.

"Primary school brother, I'll leave it to you later." Fu Youran said.

Those who participate in this kind of non-profit small-scale college student music festival are generally campus bands, which are only used for communication between bands, and are also aimed at college students in nearby university towns. The configuration or level of campus bands is not very stable, like D University There are not a few people who call Jiang Chengyue foreign aid like this.

When Lu Xu sat down in the booth area, he happened to see Jiang Chengyue wandering around under the stage from a distance. Jiang Chengyue was chatting with a girl with long hair.

Today's Jiang Chengyue was wearing an orange short-sleeved shirt, and a lot of procrastinated metal chains hung messily on the black trousers. It seemed that Lu Xu wanted to strip him off and put it on again.

He called Jiang Chengyue three times, but Jiang Chengyue didn't answer any of them.

Jiang Chengyue and the others were at the back, and when a band in front of Chifeng came on stage, Jiang Chengyue was still talking to Fu Youran.

"I want to wear Nancy Deer's high-end dress for the graduation ceremony." Fu Youran said, "But the price of this brand is so high."

"Deer and Nancy?" Jiang Chengyue felt that she seemed to hear this brand name often recently.

He even quietly complained to Lu Xu yesterday.

"Yes, you know!" Fu Youran said pleasantly, "I like this brand very much, I think the designer has a lot of ideas, Kyle Lu, who used to be the designer of the Blue Blood brand, designed clothes for the royal family of U country, and later took the initiative Leave the job and make your own brand.”

While talking, Fu Youran showed Jiang Chengyue the search information: "The designer is very young and handsome, look at this blue eye..."

Jiang Chengyue: "..."

This blue eye turned white to him no less than five times last night.

No wonder Lu Xu was so angry yesterday!

He looked down at his phone, only to find that there were four or five missed calls on the phone.

Just as he was about to call back, there was a sudden commotion in the background.

The Chifeng Band, which had just come on stage, changed the song temporarily, and it happened to be the song they were about to play.

"What's going on?" Lu Xu asked Song Jun beside him.

"The previous band seems to have changed songs temporarily." Song Jun said, "Your children are in trouble."

"It's not from my family." Lu Xu said indifferently.

The time of the small-scale music festival was limited, and the band only played half a song, leaving only 2 minutes for Jiang Chengyue and the others to react.

The audience in the audience also began to discuss——

"what happened?"

"The previous band changed the song, but the latter one still plays?"

"I don't want to hear the same song twice."

The level of wickedness of Chifeng is simply outrageous.

Jiang Chengyue thought for a while, and the root of the problem probably lies with him. Chi Fenglai might still want to disgust him when he came out today.

"We also change songs." Jiang Chengyue said.

Fu Youran is not a timid person either: "For what?"

Jiang Chengyue: "Nightwish's "Iwantmytearsback"."

"It's okay..." Fu Youran thought more about it, "But what about the prelude?"

"I'll do the prelude." Jiang Chengyue said.

The two bands changed songs temporarily, which is a rare thing in such a small-scale music festival, and most people still had the mood of watching the excitement.

Lu Xu, who had a normal expression, also stood up and looked towards this side.

The lights on the stage dimmed, and the venue fell silent.

The harmonica replaced the Irish bagpipes of the original song.Jiang Chengyue sat on the drum stool, played the harmonica, and played a slowed-down prelude——

"The tree tops the chiories winter gray..."

Fu Youran's singing stepped on the last note of the harmonica just right.

The moment Jiang Chengyue put down the harmonica and picked up the drumsticks to bring up the rhythm of the whole song, there was a burst of cheers from the audience——

"Nice!"

"The on-the-spot handling is too strong! Bullfrog!"

"The drums are so strong and the rhythm is so good."

Lu Xu stood in the booth area, listening to the noise, and looked at the stage on the first floor from a distance——

Jiang Chengyue's clothes were a bit ugly, and he couldn't understand the drums.

But this harmonica is so beautifully played.

The sound of the harmonica is like the city's leisurely evening breeze in early summer, passing through the gaps in the leaves of sycamore trees, swaying over the sleepiness of summer insects, and embracing whispers from unknown distant places, dispelling the last bit of heat in the hustle and bustle.

There was no wind on Jiang Chengyue's sleeves, and Lu Xu seemed to see tiny musical notes, dyed with light and dust, falling on Jiang Chengyue's hair, cheeks and the playing harmonica.

This made Lu Xu feel that with such a beautiful mouth, no matter what he did, he would be beautiful.