because i'm pretty

When Li Yikai said these words, everyone was stunned by coincidence.

He is wearing a meticulous shirt and trousers today, even more formal than he used to go to work.But at this time, Li Yikai was sitting leisurely in Yuan Zhiming's position, chatting with them with a smile, but the aura around him was very different from before.

It's not just his aura, he who used to keep silent about his private life actually showed his affection today.

"Does love change people so much?" Sun Shanshan asked dumbfounded.After thinking about it again, Yuan Zhiming seems to be the same. He used to be polite but distant, and now he has become joking and complaining. It's just that they get along day and night, and they don't seem to have a chance to notice.On the contrary, Li Yikai met after a while, and this change is more clearly visible.

Li Yikai looked at her with a smile, and then looked at the bridge next to him; "Maybe, but you have to try it yourself to know."

Daqiao nodded sharply: "I think the boss is right."

After chatting for a while, Li Yikai got up and went to Feng Xin's office before Gu Changfeng came out.

No matter how much he changed, he was not so insolent as to openly pick him up. When he came back, he actually asked Feng Xin to check the audit bills, and then took Yuan Zhiming back along the way.

It's just that this trip was more important than originally thought. His dejected boyfriend came out, and when he heard that Li Yikai came to pick him up, his blood instantly healed.

Li Yikai didn't mind continuing this little lie.

Li Yikai didn't need to ask about what happened. Naturally, someone told him in a hurry. Even Feng Xin "asked" him to comfort Xiaoyuan openly and secretly, not to lose his fighting spirit for a blow.

Yuan Zhiming lay on the car window looking at the sunset outside, "It's okay to be criticized, I just... I don't know why, I know I don't like this person, but I value his thoughts very much, and I am affected by what he says .It's also quite frustrating."

"You also know that you are influenced by what he said, not him," Li Yikai said, "so there is no right or wrong. If what he said makes sense, just consider the reason."

"But is he right? I actually don't know." Yuan Zhiming leaned his forehead against the car glass: "If it's true what he said, then I'm not very good? Or I have lost my attitude towards art."

Li Yikai looked at him in the mirror and asked, "What do you think?"

Yuan Zhiming sighed: "But I don't think so."

"That's fine." Li Yikai smiled, "I don't think so either."

"Looking beyond Gu Changfeng, the project itself is very complicated. The film festival and skin care brand, together with Gu Changfeng, represent three different roles: public art, commerce and artists."

"It stands to reason that you should stand in the center of the triangle and find the most neutral and balanced position, but the current situation is that Gu Changfeng has placed you outside the triangle, and you have to stand on the same position as him. Whoever you put on will be affected. I can’t figure it out, even Feng Xin said that he didn’t see any problem with creativity.”

Yuan Zhiming felt better. He put aside right and wrong and only talked about his position. If he thinks this way, his creativity is just a product of his identity. Ming would think so too.

"But according to Gu Changfeng, if I want to improve next, I still need to think from the perspective of an artist..." Yuan Zhiming quickly thought: "Is this okay? If I make a plan according to his idea, But what if the client doesn’t pass?”

Li Yikai parked the car on the side of the road, and took Yuan Zhiming into a Thai restaurant that he had been talking about for a long time.

When the waiter was pouring the tea, he handed the menu to Yuan Zhiming: "If Mu Jia sells the same dish, the customers may pick and choose, but in Gu Changfeng's shop, the customers who come here because of the name Just applaud, that's one of his things."

"That's right, anyway, I've come to this point anyway, I can only listen to him." Yuan Zhiming thought for a while before he was able to look down at the menu.

"Damn!" He raised his head and asked in a low voice, "It's just Thai food, why is it so expensive?"

"The publicity is so good, of course it's expensive." Li Yikai took a sip of tea, "Order, there is good news today, I treat you to eat."

Yuan Zhiming is not polite either: "Then let's try the signature curry king lobster and fried crab first!"

"Status determines the right to speak, this principle, I remember you said something similar. At Wang Daqi's exhibition, I thought you were very powerful," Yuan Zhiming closed the menu and said.

"You liked me then?" Li Yikai asked with crooked eyebrows.

"That's not true. You were the one who fell in love at first sight." Yuan Zhiming blinked at him and said, "So? Does Wang Daqi still remember this?"

Today Li Yikai participated in an important but awkward meeting.The reason is that the sneaker joint project in his competition not only requires the number of artists, but also requires 30 artists, including well-known people.

So under Yuan Zhiming's recommendation, he went to visit Qiu He, and Qiu He was also quite enthusiastic, and actually helped find Wang Daqi.

"I don't know if he remembers or not. Even if he does, he can't talk about it face to face today." Li Yikai smiled. After all, although he was impulsive at the time, what he said was not completely unreasonable. It's not a glorious thing to criticize your works without mentioning constructive opinions.

Yuan Zhiming was more concerned: "Then what did he say? Will he agree to participate?"

"After playing Tai Chi for a while," Li Yikai shook his head, "He is also envious of Reese's international trendy products, but he can't let go of his arrogance. After all, I'm just a middleman."

So it's a ghost hitting the wall - if Li Yikai can win the brand and the brand invites, Wang Daqi is willing to join; but for Li Yikai, if Wang Daqi does not agree, he will be less sure of winning the brand bidding.

"Then what are you celebrating today?" Yuan Zhiming couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and asked.

"Congratulations that he didn't reject me directly," Li Yikai said: "This response is already very good, I can put him on the list of artists to be invited, and also go to put a smoke bomb on the brand side."

"Is this okay?"

"It's okay, try it," Li Yikai said lightly.

Yuan Zhiming smiled: "You have changed into Li Yikai, you are now like a blindly optimistic gambler."

"Really?" Li Yikai said, "Zhou Xing's famous saying, start a business with a gambler's mentality. And now I'm a zero-capital gambler with empty hands and nothing, and it's easier than I imagined."

There are not many such opportunities, so you can give it a try, and the consequence of making a mistake is just to continue to start from scratch.

"The important thing is that I think I can do it. It's okay to make a mistake and lose once in a while." Li Yikai held the teacup and touched the rice wine in front of Yuan Zhiming: "You too."

Li Yikai, who said these words, has less burden and shackles, and more spirited.

Occasionally, Yuan Zhiming would be jealous that he knew him too late. He didn't know what Li Yikai was like when he was young. What does Li Yikai look like who has been polished by various things and has not become more cautious.

Probably now?Or maybe you want to subtract a little tenderness, less rational stability, and more contradictions and struggles.

Either look is very good, Yuan Zhiming looked at him and thought, it would make no difference if we met earlier or later.

After that day, Yuan Zhiming, in Sun Shanshan's words, "I don't know what kind of powerful chicken soup was given by the boss", regained his vigorous state, even more resistant to falling and beating than before.

After Gu Changfeng experienced this "disappointment", the pressure on Mu Jia and Yuan Zhiming became stronger day by day.

They no longer have more than half a month of creative brainstorming time, and they also avoid those proposal meetings where the ceremony is bigger than the core.In the beginning, they reported their creative ideas to Gu Changfeng once in two days, but they were rejected for several rounds. Instead, they asked Yuan Zhiming to go to Gu Changfeng's studio for some ideas. They discussed every day during the day and accepted Gu Changfeng's advice at night. trial.

This double torture of mental and physical strength lasted for two weeks. Sister Dong and Zhong Youyun each had a fever, and Daqiao had to drink three glasses of iced American to refresh himself every day.

After Yuan Zhiming came home at night, he groaned on Li Yikai for a while before he could calm down.

"Was he also this perverted before?" Yuan Zhiming lay on the sofa, leaning on Li Yikai's thigh and asked.

Li Yikai put the computer on the coffee table, stroked his hair with one hand, and changed the plan with the other without being affected, and he could still answer his words: "It was like this before, and even for the angle of the font hook, I asked the designer to come up with it." 20 different scenarios."

People who do art are a bit picky, but Yuan Zhiming only tortured himself and never tortured others.

"So the designers and painters under his command, although he took away a lot of ideas, they still have no complaints, because from another perspective, if it wasn't for his persecution, there might not be those good works born."

Although these words sound a bit masochistic, they actually acted as an inspiration to people like Yuan Zhiming who pursue perfect works.

Now that he has set foot on this boat, he should learn everything he can learn from Gu Changfeng. Thinking about it this way, every criticism and revision is actually profitable.

His electric energy was quickly sufficient, and he continued to grab a few people to release his brainpower crazily the next day.

However, the reality is that everyone has overlooked one point - in the past month, they have given dozens of directions and dozens of first drafts, but none of them are advancing.Gu Changfeng can kill an idea with a single sentence, and no one dares to come up with the killed plan, so they can only continue to spread according to his command.

And because of this, Feng Xin and Sun Shanshan didn't notice the problem - they both thought that Gu Changfeng was in control of the situation.

This kind of inexplicable trust and dependence has become a habit rooted in their entire group, so that no one realizes that the person they trust this time is not actually the person in their subconscious mind.

Li Yikai was the first to discover the problem.

One day when he was watching Yuan Zhiming organize the folders, he suddenly asked about the progress.

Yuan Zhiming's brain, immersed in creativity, gradually woke up during the day's conversation. He and Li Yikai sorted it out-the completion of each idea so far has not even reached half of the original proposal.

"But maybe", Li Yikai comforted him: "Gu Changfeng is not in a hurry, which means that the client did not rush, maybe he feels confident."

Yuan Zhiming knew this was comfort, because his expression was not relaxed.

"It's okay." Li Yikai helped him think of a way. "It would be a bit offensive to ask him directly. You can tell Sun Shanshan to remind Feng Xin that it would be more appropriate for him to ask."

I don't know if it's a coincidence.The next day, before Yuan Zhiming had time to wait for Sun Shanshan to arrive, he saw Gu Changfeng enter their creative meeting room.

"Have any new ideas?" Gu Changfeng's opening remarks are always this sentence.

Yuan Zhiming thought about it, and said that it would take some time, and he would report to him at night.

Gu Changfeng rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "It's too late, because of the venue, the film festival is now moving forward a week."

He sat down with his arms folded and looked at Yuan Zhiming from the bottom up, but his aura seemed to be overwhelming: "I've been procrastinating for you for a long time, but I still haven't had a qualified plan."

"And now, Yuan Zhiming, I don't have the confidence to continue spreading it to you. No matter what the idea is, I can't just leave one month to make it."

His voice was very calm, but that calmness, and the way he looked at Yuan Zhiming, could hit a person's self-esteem more than anger.

No matter how strong the armor he got from Li Yikai, Yuan Zhiming still felt a strong stabbing pain and powerlessness.

What made him even more powerless was the next sentence.

"Forget it," Gu Changfeng said, "it's meaningless to say these things now."

"From now on, you don't need to think about new ideas anymore, check your and my previous works, what can be used directly, can save time, and don't need to make demos for customers to see. "

After he explained these few sentences, there was a room full of stunned and silent people.

The door was gently closed, Gu Changfeng sighed softly, and said, "That's it."