half blind

The next day, before Zhang Qing opened his eyes, he felt a severe headache.The hangover was killing him, and he sat up slowly, pressing his temples.

No prospect, why do you still dream of him?Zhang Qing cursed secretly several times in her heart: good-for-nothing, good-for-nothing, good-for-nothing.

Zhang Qing sighed and waited until the headache relieved a bit before slowly opening his eyes.

Vision was blurry.

what happened?Zhang Qing blinked his eyes, but it was still blurry. He stretched out his hand and rubbed it hard a few times, and he could hear the creaking sound of the eyeballs, but when he opened his eyes, the surrounding scenery was still blurry.

No, his vision is [-] in both eyes, and he has never worn glasses since he was in school. Why did he suddenly lose his sight overnight?

Zhang Qing stretched out his hand and swiped it twice in the air, but he could only see half of the shadow on the back of his hand passing by.

Zhang Qing squinted his eyes and groped on the quilt. Just when he finally reached the edge of the bed, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and he fell to the ground with a "plop" just after taking a step.

"Fuck!" Zhang Qing grimaced in pain, fumbled again, and finally found the phone, but he couldn't see the screen clearly, so he could only swipe it randomly based on his familiarity with his phone.

Anyway, connected.

"Hey?"

"Zhang Qing! What time is it, don't you get up yet? I told you yesterday that there is an endorsement filming this morning, right?"

"Sister Rou, don't be angry." Zhang Qing said while rubbing his buttocks, "Listen to me, I'm blind."

"Who are you blind if you're not blind?" Duanmurou said angrily, "It's almost seven o'clock now, you're so blind that you can't see! I'm already downstairs in your apartment, I'll give you a minute to go downstairs immediately! "

"No, Sister Rou." Zhang Qing slowed down his speech and said word by word, "I'm not kidding, I'm really blind. I can't see anything."

The other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, "Xiao Qing, today is not April Fool's Day, and I don't have time to guess riddles with you, what's going on?"

"When I opened my eyes this morning, it was as if I had [-]-degree myopia. Everything I saw was blurry, and I didn't lie to you." Zhang Qing said, "I just fell off the bed, and I'm still sitting on the ground. "

"What?" Duanmurou was taken aback, "Don't move, I'll go up immediately!"

Duanmurou hung up the phone, Zhang Qing had to sit on the ground and wait.Within 2 minutes, I heard the sound of my manager's high heels knocking on the stairs.

"Xiaoqing?" Duanmurou who opened the door saw that Zhang Qing was still wearing the suit from last night, sitting on the floor wrinkled and with messy hair. Hold his arm, "What's wrong with you? Can you get up?"

To Zhang Qing, Duanmurou in front of him was like a bright red shadow, he speculated that she should be wearing that red windbreaker, the color dangling like a flying flag.

"I'm fine, but I can't see clearly." Zhang Qing helped Duan Murou's arm to stand up slowly, because of the hangover, his temples began to twitch again.

"Can't see clearly? Why can't you see the Fa clearly?" Duanmurou's voice sounded anxious, "I knew you drank too much alcohol yesterday! But how can drinking alcohol damage your eyes? I've never heard of such a thing Ah...what's the matter with you now, how do your eyes feel? Does it hurt? Is there a dark shadow in front of your eyes?"

Zhang Qing shook his head, "I don't feel any pain, but... I can't see clearly, I can only see a blurry shadow, as if I got super high myopia overnight."

Duanmurou sighed, "Let's go, I have to find a doctor for you."

Zhang Qing was taken aback, "The endorsement is no longer filming? We are already late."

"What kind of endorsement are you filming? Eyes are more important!" Duanmurou frowned and said, "The endorsement can be postponed."

As she said that, Duanmurou grabbed Zhang Qing's arm and wanted to drag him to the door, but the latter didn't move at all.

"No." Zhang Qing said in a low voice, "If it is delayed, the subsequent itinerary will be messed up. And let people make a waste of time and wait for a long time, I can't do this kind of thing."

"You—" Duanmu Rou stared at him speechless for a while.

"Let's go, Sister Rou, support me a little, no one will notice." Zhang Qing said in a low voice, "Just take two photos, it will be soon."

"but……"

"Let's go." Zhang Qing patted Duanmurou's shoulder, squinted his eyes and wobbled to find the location of the door in his memory.

With such a serious incident happening suddenly, Zhang Qing felt that he should have more emotional ups and downs, but his mind was still dazed, and before he had time to react to this incident, he devoted himself to his daily work.

When he arrived at the studio that he had made an appointment with the brand, Zhang Qing could vaguely see several shadows waiting there.

"I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, so I've been waiting for a long time." Zhang Qing smiled apologetically towards the shadow.

"Over here." Duanmurou grabbed his arm and whispered in his ear, "The ones over there are just employees."

ah.Zhang Qing immediately turned his head and smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay, I didn't wait for a long time." The person in charge's shadow flickered, and Zhang Qing could only guess that he was waving his hand, "Xiaoli took Brother Zhang in to change clothes. If there is no problem, we will start shooting."

Zhang Qing nodded.

"Ah, by the way, yesterday I planned a temporary video copywriting. I originally wanted to shoot it next time. Why don't I add it today?" The person in charge said, "It's not long, just two or three minutes to show the product."

"Ah, yes, no problem."

Why did you add a video temporarily?However, when things came to an end, Zhang Qing had no choice but to agree.

After changing her clothes and coming out, Duanmurou quietly went to Zhang Qing's side, "Do you have any problems? Do you need me to tell him about your situation..."

Zhang Qing shook his head, "Forget it."

Duanmurou sighed, "That's right, there are so many people with mixed eyes, if anyone speaks out, it will become news again."

After finishing speaking, Duanmurou stretched out his hand and straightened his collar and hair for him.Strange to say, her hand was clearly very close to him, but Zhang Qing still could only see a vague shadow.He thought it was some kind of myopia at first, but now it doesn't look like that.

What happened to my eyes?

At this moment, Duanmurou said "ah", "Hey, this person, could it be your high school classmate?"

What?Zhang Qing immediately turned his head away, and then saw Zhou Nanchen walking out of the inner room.

He combed his hair neatly, changed into more casual clothes than last night, and was carrying a cosmetic bag in his hand. When he looked this way, Zhang Qing's eyes just met, and he was obviously taken aback .

"What's wrong?" Duanmurou looked at him strangely.

Zhang Qing felt his heart beating fast, he swallowed several times before he suppressed his heart, "There is something, you will never believe it when you tell it."

"what?"

"I can see him." Zhang Qing's voice trembled slightly, "It's very clear, as usual, it's 1080P."

"Ah?" Duanmurou showed an unbelievable expression.

"Achen, it's just in time. Let's help Brother Zhang put on some makeup." The person in charge patted Zhang Qing on the shoulder, "I want something lighter and youthful."

"Well, I know." A complex light flashed in Zhou Nanchen's eyes, and he sat down in front of Zhang Qing, looking down at his cosmetic bag.

The atmosphere became a little frozen for a while, and the two sat facing each other like this, neither of them spoke.

Zhou Nanchen's suddenly enlarged face made Zhang Qing stop breathing for a moment. After such a long time, it was the first time he looked at him so closely.

Zhou Nanchen is very handsome, and now compared to his high school days, he has a more mature temperament.

For a long time, he was regarded as a school grass, and a large group of girls surrounded him when he played basketball.

But the funny thing is, in fact, his basketball is so bad that he often can't even score a goal in a game.

Teammates often complained that Zhou Nanchen played too well, and he didn't care and said that he was just a runner.

In fact, Zhou Nanchen doesn't seem to be very interested in any sports. His favorite thing to do is to paint silently in the empty classroom after school.

Once after school, Zhang Qing was punished by the teacher to memorize words, and he didn't finish memorizing until dinner time.He pushed open the classroom door dejectedly, and saw Zhou Nanchen falling asleep on the desk.

His seat was near the window, and the setting sun poured into the room from the edge of the window, making his cheeks flushed.His slender eyelashes trembled slightly with the frequency of his breathing, and an unfinished sketch was pressed under his arm.

Zhang Qing thought at the time that it was no wonder Zhou Nanchen liked painting so much, he himself was like a perfect painting written by God.

But now, when this perfect painting was poked in front of him, Zhang Qing felt as if something was stuffed in his throat, making it difficult to make a sound.

Something had to be said, or it would be too embarrassing.

Zhang Qing cleared his throat with difficulty, "Uh, I didn't expect you to—"

"Do you have a history of allergies?" Zhou Nanchen interrupted him.

"What?" Zhang Qing didn't react for a while.

"Some artists are allergic to certain cosmetics." Zhou Nanchen said lightly, "If you have a history of allergies, please let me know in advance."

"NO, I have not."

"That's good."

As he said that, Zhou Nanchen skillfully opened a bottle of essence, and began to pat Zhang Qing's face. The force made Zhang Qing feel like a ball of raw dough.

Fuck you bastard.

Zhang Qing gritted his teeth and scolded himself inwardly, with one hand clenched into a fist at his side, wishing he could snatch the bottle of essence in his hand and smash it on his head.

He clenched and loosened his fist, after all, he still didn't have the guts.

Just when Zhang Qing thought that Zhou Nanchen would not speak again, his hand movements suddenly paused, and he said in a low voice, "I just came to help a friend, he only said to do makeup for an artist, I didn't expect... it was you."

Zhang Qing was taken aback, and pretended to smile relaxedly, "I didn't expect to meet you in this kind of place, I thought you would be a great painter in some studio now."

A complex expression flashed in Zhou Nanchen's eyes, "I'm not drawing anymore."

"Ah?" Zhang Qing said in surprise, the voice was so loud that Zhou Nanchen frowned.

"I haven't drawn for many years." Zhou Nanchen raised Zhang Qing's chin, forced him to raise his head, and drew his eyebrows a little roughly.

Zhang Qing had a lot of "why" in his mind, but Zhou Nanchen obviously didn't want this topic to continue with his frown. Besides, he didn't seem qualified to ask now.

The people in front of him were both familiar and unfamiliar, and Zhang Qing could feel the coldness of not getting close to strangers emanating from Zhou Nanchen.It seems that he has been unceremoniously classified as a "stranger".

"Let me see what's going on?" At this moment, the person in charge suddenly appeared from between the two of them, turned his head and looked at Zhang Qing's face, "It doesn't need to be too much trouble, just a little bit of that meaning is fine."

Zhou Nanchen heard that he was in a hurry, and sighed almost invisible, "Got it."

Afterwards, the two didn't talk anymore, Zhou Nanchen quickly finished taking pictures of Zhang Qing, put away the things, "It's ok."

Zhang Qing stood up and walked towards the studio.

"Hey, this way!" The photographer turned on the spotlight and waved to Zhang Qing.Only then did Zhang Qing realize that he was striding towards the wall, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

The two-dimensional photography part went smoothly, and Zhang Qing was very familiar with how to pose in front of the camera.However, due to blurred vision, embarrassing things happened one after another.

"You show the front of the product to the audience." The person in charge waved at him.

Front... Zhang Qing looked at the blurred drink in his hand and fell into confusion.I'm afraid that in the eyes of others, this artist came to film the endorsement before he even woke up.

"No, the front, the side with the name!" The person in charge looked anxious, but he didn't dare to get angry casually.

"Turn [-] degrees to the left." Duanmurou quickly reminded her, but she seemed to have forgotten one thing, Zhang Qing was always a bit indistinguishable.

left?Which side is left?Zhang Qing immediately froze in place, his confused look made everyone anxious.

At this moment, Zhou Nanchen stood up.He walked up to Zhang Qing without saying a word, and took the beverage product in his hand.

At this moment, the drink bottle in front of him suddenly became clearly visible, and the fruits painted on it and the names written on it were all clear.

"Here." Zhou Nanchen adjusted the drink to the correct position, and stuffed it back into Zhang Qing's hand.After he left, the drink bottle instantly turned back into a blurred block of color.

"Did this kid not wake up in the morning?" Zhang Qing heard the person in charge scold in a low voice when his hearing became particularly sharp after the visual impairment.

"We'll start when we're ready."

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Qing shouted suddenly, he guessed that the people present probably looked impatient.

"what happened?"

"Zhou Nanchen." Zhang Qing shouted, Zhou Nanchen was obviously taken aback, "Can you stand next to the photographer?"

"Stand next to the photographer?" Zhou Nanchen repeated his words with surprise on his face, "Why?"

"I..." Zhang Qing changed into a pleading tone and whispered, "I will explain later."

But Zhou Nanchen didn't move, and there was still doubt in his eyes.Zhang Qing couldn't see other people's eyes, but he probably was similar to Zhou Nanchen. At this moment, Zhang Qing suddenly regretted that he had blurted out, but what he said was like splashed water, and he couldn't take it back.

To be honest, if it wasn't for work, Zhang Qing wouldn't say such things even if he was killed.

That is, for work.

Zhang Qing shook his heart and lowered his voice a little bit.Even he himself couldn't hear what he said this time, it was almost breathless.

"I beg you."

After he finished speaking, he felt that his voice was too low, and he probably didn't hear anything.

However, Zhou Nanchen was stunned for a moment, nodded quickly, and walked to the photographer's side under the bewildered eyes of everyone.