distorted impression

Barometer Records has a rare visitor.

Lu Xu sat in the office of the company's boss, leaning on the leather chair, flipping through the company's employee handbook bored.

"What brought you here?" asked the record company boss.

"Wind, brought me here?" Lu Xu asked with staring eyes, "What?"

Jiang Chengyue, who was listening to the music with his head down, realized that Lu Xu, who grew up abroad, probably couldn't understand this sentence, so he raised his head: "It's a Chinese saying, meaning, why did you come here suddenly?"

"Because of you." Lu Xu said casually, looking a little proudly at the person who asked the question first.

The boss of the record company raised his eyebrows, Jiang Chengyue glanced at him, lowered his head silently, and put the earphones back.

When he went out, he fell and bruised his butt, and even shoveled off half of the ornamental moss at the door. Lu Xu followed all the way to the record company with a face full of jokes and schadenfreude.

Whether Lu Xu wants to go to work is beyond Jiang Chengyue's business, so he acquiesced in Brother Lu's behavior.

"Go and record." Lu Xu raised his hand and said, "I'll wait for you here."

"Oh, fine." Jiang Chengyue followed the company's people downstairs with her bag on her back.

"Speaking of which, I do have something to ask you for." The boss of the record company knew Lu Xu from the beginning.

It was also because of Lu Xu's recommendation of Mengbai that the company discovered a talented band.

"Huh?" Lu Xu put down the pictorial in his hand.

The owner of the record company pushes over a contract: "Look, the contract for Dream Plating's album, you drew their band's logo? Just now the kid insisted on sharing part of the income with you. How much money, maybe not enough for you to buy a bottle of wine, are you sure you want it?"

"I want it." Lu Xu said.

In any case, this was proof that Jiang Chengyue cared about him, and he accepted it all.

The boss of the record company gave him a strange look, didn't understand, and thought that rich people are probably really stingy: "...you haven't been to my place yet, are you going to watch the recording?"

"Of course." Lu Xu said.

Jiang Chengyue sat in front of the drum kit in the recording studio, surrounded by transparent drum shields, and Lu Xu stood in the recording room, just in time to see the whole recording process.A new song by Mengbai was being played in the recording studio, and Jiang Chengyue's drumming blended into it just right.

Lu Xu looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled——

On weekdays, when Lijiang Chengyue is exposed to the drums, he will be a bit wild. Sometimes the buttons on the collar of the clothes are opened one or two because of the action of drumming, revealing a section of thin white collarbone. The sweat on the jawline slides all the way between the collarbones Wet the collar slowly.

Today's Jiang Chengyue is relatively quiet, even a bit gentle, his movements of beating the drum and stepping on the kick drum are restrained, restrained and polite, to put it bluntly, he just can't let go.

Lu Xu figured out the reason with just one glance.

Jiang Chengyue probably had a pain in her butt, and the fall was hard.

Jiang Chengyue, who was recording, seemed to notice something, raised his head and gave him a sideways glance, adding a lot of wildness when playing drums to his gentleness.Lu Xu liked to see his appearance at this moment, he felt that it was real, he didn't need any decorations, and his every move was like an impressive painting.

He composed the picture with his mobile phone and took a close-up of Jiang Chengyue.

Jiang Chengyue stopped the movement of his hands, as if looking at him.

Jiang Chengyue's gaze passed him, and landed on the tuner behind him: "I'm not in a good state, just lost my mind and made a wrong sound, I'll start over."

The smile in Lu Xu's eyes faded a little.

Jiang Chengyue limped and stood in front of the transparent glass, stretched out her hand and pointed in Lu Xu's direction, leaving fleeting fingerprints on the soundproof glass, then shook her hand at Lu Xu, and then sat down. Back on the drum stool.

By accident, Lu Xu raised his hand and tapped a fingerprint of the same shape on the glass that Jiang Chengyue had just touched.

Jiang Chengyue, who has readjusted, has regained the spirit of playing drums. Lu Xu has heard people say a long time ago that people who play music well are powerful. The specific manifestation is that as long as they pick up the instrument and stand there, Can sincerely affect other lives.

Lu Xu didn't know rock and drums before.

But he felt that he gradually understood it. He seemed to be immersed in the undulating waves, and the waves pushed him, making him feel the rhythm up and down.

The group of people who slandered Jiang Chengyue on the Internet before was still making a lot of noise. The set of pictures in "Cocia" failed to silence their mouths. number--

It is said that Jiang Chengyue's print magazine picture is high p.

[Mom doesn't even recognize this retouched picture, and there's no need to exaggerate it too much. Is this called the beauty of the entertainment industry?Any personal high p will have this effect. ]

["Cocia" is a small fashion magazine, no wonder Andy Chen has not achieved much in design for so many years, this kind of effect can also be on the cover through photo editing? ]

[Yeah, I don’t understand why so many people buy it, but it’s all computer-level plastic surgery retouching, it’s really not good-looking. ]

Inexplicably, it was this group of people who gave Jiang Chengyue an ugly photo, and it was also this group of people who said that Jiang Chengyue was a high-profile person. Half of Xi Jie's fans were left over from before, and the rest were bad keyboard warriors.

In the past, Jiang Chengyue had no music fans, no one cared about her,

But after the Juice Music Festival, there were not a few people who liked Jiang Chengyue because of the music. These people only wanted to listen to the music, and they hated these inexplicable black routines the most.

Some music fans posted photos they took at music festivals and livehouses, and specially intercepted Jiang Chengyue, and some even posted videos.

"Just listening to the music, he plays the drums well. But I have to say, "Cocia" really doesn't have any P pictures. The photos and animations we took at the music festival are really nice." The fan said, "Don't do this, he's a drummer, and the graphic model is a part-time job, and he hasn't taken anyone's job, can you not do this?"

It has to be said that music fans have their own way of taking photos. Lu Xu has seen Jiang Chengyue's livehouse and music festival, and also took pictures of Jiang Chengyue himself, but now he suddenly realized——

The person he likes is now liked by many people.

Even the photos taken by others are more lively and valuable than those in his own collection.

He saved a few photos that were not even in focus, and greedily wanted to take away all the photos in other people's hands. He wanted to hide one of Jiang Chengyue from every angle and expression.

That group of people was still making trouble under the official blog of "Cocia", saying that even if it wasn't a high p, Jiang Chengyue's face would be stiff.But Jiang Chengyue is a drummer. Anyone who has seen the scene knows how lively Jiang Chengyue is playing drums. He dares to make trouble and laugh. Lu Xu can hardly imagine what Jiang Chengyue dare not do.

Rumors and rumors are self-defeating.

"Brother Lu!" Jiang Chengyue waved to him in the recording studio, "I'm done recording."

Lu Xu put the phone behind his back, looked at his carefree appearance and sighed in his heart: "Go home."

Jiang Chengyue changed his clothes before going out. His shirt was bought when he was in high school. It was a little shorter and had been sewn twice. Because of a fall just now, there was a big hole in the hem of the shirt, which smelled like grass. Can wear it.

Before he came to record, he put his shirt beside the trash can and planned to throw it away. After recording this solo, Jiang Chengyue regretted it again.

What kind of family, do you just throw away your clothes?

Jiang Chengyue pushed open the door, and her first move was to pull the trash can, but the shirt she was about to throw away was gone.

Was it thrown away by someone who came to clean the house?

Jiang Chengyue's face turned into a bitter gourd, and she felt distressed for a few minutes, then answered the call from her band friend——

"Come, come, come tomorrow night!" Jiang Chengyue said excitedly, and went downstairs to do her homework on the steps with the computer in her arms.

In the bedroom, Lu Xu watched him leave silently, his blue eyes were cold and unwavering.

There was a paper bag on the table, which contained Jiang Chengyue's missing shirt. Lu Xu raised his hand, and the paper bag fell into the drawer.

Lush closed the drawer.

One day later, Jiang Chengyue sat in the bar and listened to Meng Zhe's one-sided complaint.

"Sun Muyang and his boyfriend quarreled again." Meng Zhe said with a headache, "If they don't talk, they will pass on me. Don't you know how fierce his tea-smelling boyfriend is? I don't know. Sun Muyang has no idea what kind of person he is."

Jiang Chengyue was also afraid of that person, so she declined to comment.

Sun Muyang also has a problem, level [-] social fear, and the most common thing he says to his ex-boyfriend is "fuck off".

"Hey, Little Chengyue." Meng Zhe rested his chin on his arm, turned his head and asked, "I remember I joked with you before and said that I would introduce you to a little girlfriend, and you said you were gay? "

Meng Zhe: "It's also gay, how easy it is for you."

"I have a question, are you really gay?" Meng Zhe questioned, "You have been here for two months, and I don't think you look like one."

"I am?" Jiang Chengyue said uncertainly.

These days, is there anyone questioning gay membership?

In junior high and high school, boys of the same age gathered together to discuss which girl in the class was the most beautiful, who had fair skin, and who had good-looking legs. He just listened and didn't understand why they were talking about such a boring topic.

Everyone around is troubled by puppy love, only he keeps his own place and has been praised by the teacher several times.

Straight men like girls, Jiang Chengyue doesn't like girls, so Jiang Chengyue is gay.

This is the conclusion that Jiang Chengyue proved himself.

"Did no girl give you a gift?" Hearing this, Meng Zhe asked with wide-eyed eyes, "It shouldn't be."

With Jiang Chengyue's looks, which school would he be unpopular in?

"Not counting." Jiang Chengyue nodded, "It seems that there was a semester, when I returned to class, there were always things on the table, cards and names."

"and then?"

"I returned it, but they didn't accept it, so I estimated the price and gave them college entrance examination questions of the same value in return, which was reciprocal and in line with the behavioral norms of high school students." Jiang Chengyue said, "Gradually no one gave them away. "

One of the suitors of a girl called him gay. After thinking about it, he took it for granted that he was.

Meng Zhe: "..." It's silly.

Absolutely.

Meng Zhe: "...Trust me, you should be a straight man."

Meng Zhe put on the pain mask, pushed Jiang Chengyue and his stool around, and faced the door of the bar.

"At six o'clock, is that college student with a black bag handsome? Do you feel it?" Meng Zhe asked, "It looks like a little milk dog, but he should be bigger than you."

Jiang Chengyue looked over and shook his head: "Nothing."

"At ten o'clock, where is that uncle, do you like this one?" Meng Zhe asked again, "Mature men who were once very popular."

Jiang Chengyue shook her head: "No."

Meng Zhe asked several people in a row and tried several methods, but Jiang Chengyue shook his head expressionlessly.

"You're a fart gay, I know better than you." Meng Zhe laughed angrily, "You have a wrong perception of yourself. Whether you have come into contact with this crowd or not, you have made a conclusion for yourself."

am i straight

Jiang Chengyue's world view was shaken.

What Meng Zhe said seems to make sense, he seems indifferent to men.

Well, he's straight.

He went home in a trance, thinking about this question all the way——

When he pushed the door, Lu Xu had just finished taking a shower, and he was not wearing pajamas on his upper body. The transparent water droplets rolled down along Lu Xu's lower abdomen with warm breath, and wet a small piece of carpet.

When Lu Xu saw him coming back, he glanced at him, and said coldly: "Tomorrow, I have to go back to school for military training, and I ran out to hang out again tonight, and I still smell of alcohol on my body, do you look like a college student?"

"I don't know how to calm down when school starts, and go out to play? It's not about the band, won't you refuse some trivial matters?" Lu Xu said.

Jiang Chengyue stood by the door in a daze, all she knew was to look at Lu Xu.

"Go to take a shower." Lu Xu didn't see him for a long time, his whole body was feeling cold, and he reached out and threw the towel over his shoulder.

The hot and humid towel fell on Jiang Chengyue's forehead. He held it with both hands, and smelled the faint scent of men's perfume on the towel. The heat gradually spread from his fingertips to his cheeks, and even a small piece on the tip of his ear turned red.

No, I'm not straight, Jiang Chengyue thought seriously.