because i'm pretty

Li Yikai's fingertips were cold.

"What are you looking at?" Yuan Zhiming ducked back for a moment, the fingertips and eyelids of the other party were only lightly touched, and the cool temperature was fleeting.

"You have moonlight in your eyes." Li Yikai smelled of alcohol, and his hands were still in mid-air, he couldn't move up or down.

Yuan Zhiming rubbed his eyelids, and pulled his arm when he put down his hand: "You drink too much, let's go, I will take you home."

"Yuan Zhiming", Li Yikai suddenly withdrew his hand, suppressing the confusion just now. "I'm fine."

Knowing people, and being able to pronounce these words clearly, it doesn't look like a drunk.

Yuan Zhiming suddenly got a little irritable: "Then you just sit here and don't go home, and you still don't answer the phone. I just called you two WeChat voice messages and didn't answer. I called Teacher Qin, but he said he had arrived home. "

The more he thought about it, the more he felt speechless, Yuan Zhiming let go of his hand and refused to help him, and muttered softly: "Why are you pretending to be lonely and cold here?"

Xiaoyuan is usually not angry, but when he is angry, he can't stop the car. Seeing that Li Yikai is still sitting motionless, Yuan Zhiming kicked his shoes: "Will you go?"

"Don't go."

"I..." Yuan Zhiming wanted to say that I don't care about you, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that Li Yikai was very abnormal today. He bent down while supporting his knees: "Are you okay?"

There is a visual center in design, a painting has a main focus, and so does human vision.Yuan Zhiming got closer, only to realize that against the dark background, only Li Yikai's eyes were in focus, and he suddenly understood what it meant to have moonlight in his eyes.

Li Yikai moved his Adam's apple, then lowered his head and said, "I'm a little drunk."

"You just said you were fine."

"I'm not sober," Li Yikai said, "Yuan Zhiming..."

This sound was not like Li Yikai's tone, it was low and uncertain, and even the last word was protracted, with a nasal sound, as if he had been wronged.

Why did you call me by my name when you were wronged?Yuan Zhiming pushed him again, like a straight man of steel: "Go home early, just drink some hot water and sleep."

"I don't", Li Yikai continued to bury his head in his knees.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning, and it will take at least an hour and a half to go back from here. Yuan Zhiming just drove around for too long, and now he is sleepy, hungry and tired. He wanted to make sure that Li Yikai was safe and healthy, but he really saw When people are fine, they start to regret why they ran back.

"Li Yikai, stop making trouble," Yuan Zhiming called him by his name.

He heard Li Yikai laugh with his head buried in his head, and he seemed to sigh at the same time.

"I'm not making trouble, I'm not going home."

got windy.Probably because the temperature is going to drop tomorrow, or because it is in the suburbs, the cold air suddenly hits, Yuan Zhiming shrinks his neck, and hears the sound of the wind passing through the surrounding treetops, making a rustling sound.

Li Yikai in front of him silently supported his forehead, his shoulders were drawn inward, and bent into an arc that wrapped himself.

Yuan Zhiming hesitated for a moment, then sat down with him, thought for a while and said, "You are not alone now."

Li Yikai raised his head and looked at him from bottom to top: "Isn't it?"

"You have friends and colleagues, everyone likes and trusts you, and if you want, you can have dinner with many people," Yuan Zhiming said slowly, "You still have the ability to invite everyone to eat, and you can help kittens .”

As he talked, he remembered: "You also said that when you drove to see the sea by yourself, Zhou Xing and the others came to you the next day. Not everyone can get such care, and it goes without saying that there will be people found you sad."

"What about you?" Li Yikai folded his arms on his knees and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

Yuan Zhiming looked away: "I please the leader so that I can pass the probationary period."

Li Yikai laughed softly, and said to himself, "I knew it."

Yuan Zhiming glanced at him, pretending not to hear.

"Yuan Zhiming", after a while Li Yikai called him again: "How long have you been employed?"

Are you still investigating the probationary period?Yuan Zhiming said, "Less than a month...about two and a half weeks."

"Do you like this job?" Li Yikai laughed after asking, and said first: "I asked the wrong person, how could you like it?"

Seeing his reaction, Yuan Zhiming thought about it silently, but still couldn't hold back and asked: "My work during this time, holding creative meetings with you, working overtime, changing pictures...you think I'm just doing these things for the sake of Making money, working on coping, coping with you?

Li Yikai's eyes were a little confused: "Isn't it?"

"No." Yuan Zhiming also stared at him, organized the language and said: "At first, but later, I really found these projects very interesting and wanted to learn more."

Li Yikai turned his head: "But this is of no use to you."

"It's useful," Yuan Zhiming said, "Yes, I still want to paint, and I don't expect to achieve anything here. But before, I never focused on doing other things so much. I just gave up when I found it boring, or It’s just perfunctory in a daze.”

"Now I don't think so. A lot of things have their own charm, and you can't see it without spending time and energy." There are still many things that must be done, and after this time, I know how to face it.”

This is an idea that is extremely in line with Li Yikai's three views.

But today, he is at a loss for what he has been insisting on.

"What if it's special and you don't want to do it?" Li Yikai asked, "I can't find the attractive side, and I even feel disgusted."

"If you are still struggling with this, it means there must be a reason why you want to persist." Yuan Zhiming didn't know what Li Yikai had gone through, but he had his own unchanging philosophy of life: "It is to choose one of the two ends of the balance, and then Just don't look back."

"Well, there is nothing to choose." Li Yikai seemed to have figured it out, but also seemed to give up: "One end of the balance is everyone's interests, and the other end is only what I care about."

Yuan Zhiming asked him: "Did the conversation not go well just now?"

Li Yikai regained his rational side and briefly told Yuan Zhiming what happened today.

"The project is completed, the company makes money, and everyone can get bonuses. Everyone is happy, but I am the only one who cares about these unimportant things." He ignored Yuan Zhiming and concluded by himself.

Yuan Zhiming thought about it, and found out that he and Li Yikai had different understandings.

"I don't think it's calculated in this way," he said, "It shouldn't be based on comparing your persistence with everyone's interests. Although there is nothing wrong with this, it is not what you should care about the most."

Li Yikai looked up, and Yuan Zhiming asked him: "For me, the biggest difference between advertising and art is that it is closer to the public and to everyone's life. As you said today, we can let Hongda Mall carry It bears the memories of many people and makes everyone who lives here feel the warmth."

Hearing this sentence, Li Yikai laughed a little self-deprecatingly, he didn't expect Yuan Zhiming to take such idealistic words seriously.

"I don't think it's sensational at all, and it will resonate with many people, but most people are busy with their lives and forget to feel these emotions, and then the advertisement can arouse their emotions." Yuan Zhiming rarely shakes off so many ideas: " I think this is the most attractive thing about conveying beautiful emotions through commercial purposes.”

"Well," Li Yikai nodded, "So emotional insight and creativity are the most important parts of us."

That's why he didn't want to make these things free.

Yuan Zhiming shook his head: "But the creativity that is not seen by others, the creativity that has no effect, is completely wasted, just like my paintings that can't be exhibited. No, creativity is not like a painting, maybe I'm dead These paintings will appreciate in value later, but our creativity is entirely for this project, and we will never have the same opportunity in the future.”

Li Yikai looked at him, seeming to understand what he meant.

"So at one end of the scale is your hope that customers understand the value of creativity," Yuan Zhiming said while drawing horizontal lines on his knees: "The other end is the countless citizens of Jinghai who can feel this creativity."

Of course countless consumers are heavier.

Li Yikai listened carefully, feeling like he was back in his freshman year of university, being taught a class from beginning to end.This class is called the initial heart, and it talks about the ideal of entering this industry.

Doing one thing for too long, contacting too many grievances and compromises, and sometimes being agitated by those ripples and messing up the direction.

And Yuan Zhiming could see the bottom of the lake.

Speaking too seriously, Yuan Zhiming didn't realize the eyes around him, and forgot to restrain his habit of talking and looking at people.

The pause at this time made the two pairs of eyes suddenly become abrupt, and Li Yikai just looked at him like that, as if he could see the deepest part of his eyes.

Yuan Zhiming turned his head and heard Li Yikai say at this moment: "I see, Teacher Yuan."

"Speechless, you still say that about me when you enlighten me," Yuan Zhiming complained in a low voice.

Li Yikai smiled: "Thank you, seriously, no one has said these things to me."

"Yuan Zhiming", he called again.

"What?"

"Can you promise me one thing?"

Yuan Zhiming felt that this person was completely sober, and he should remain vigilant in this state: "What? You say it first."

"In the future, if our relationship changes, I mean if it becomes weaker, or there is something unhappy," Li Yikai said, "don't cut off contact, okay?"

Yuan Zhiming has always felt that the fate between people is very weak, and sometimes they don't cut off the connection deliberately, but they will go away naturally, but facing Li Yikai like this, he can't say such indifferent words.

Li Yikai added: "If you have any difficulty in understanding, you can come to me anytime. If I encounter a situation like today again, I may disturb you again."

"Why are you so humble?" Yuan Zhiming looked at him: "Of course I won't ignore you."

"Well," Li Yikai said with a smile, "Then I can rest assured."

"Then can you go home now?" Yuan Zhiming asked.

"Okay", Li Yikai straightened his back, closed his eyes and slowed down, then stood up on his knees.

Yuan Zhiming followed behind him: "If this happens again next time, why don't you ask me to accompany you to drink."

"Okay, I won't be polite to you next time," Li Yikai said.

"Well, what's your home address? I'll send you off first." Yuan Zhiming took out his phone, clicked on the map, and waited for a while with his finger on the search bar: "Tell me about the address..."

"Li Yikai!"

He looked up, and saw that the person who was chatting clearly just now, who looked like he was sober, was leaning against the body of the car, and slid down slowly along his silver-gray car, losing weight.