Shelf life love

Direct flight to the capital, first class.

Holding the notebook, Qi Lin concentrated on revising the drawing.

The modeling team sent some adjustment suggestions before he got on the plane.Without further ado, he immediately turned on the computer to work as soon as the broadcast announced that electronic equipment could be used.

Ye Zhuohan sat on the side, watching him for a while, and looking at the little beautiful dragon on the screen for a while.

Qi Lin was quite selfless when he was working, ignoring Ye Zhuohan's gaze the whole time, until finally he was almost relieved, and then turned to the right while feeling relieved.

Their eyes met Ye Zhuohan's.

Ye Zhuohan's face, even if he was already familiar with it, Qi Lin still felt that it had a special impact, especially when they were so close to each other.

Qi Lin's eyes were sharp because of seriousness and concentration for a moment, then softened for a moment, and said with a smile: "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Ye Zhuohan said: "Are you in such a hurry? I thought you would squint for a while on the plane."

"Anyway, we have to do it. It's better to do it early than late." Qi Lin said: "The earlier the changes are sent back, the more leeway."

Ye Zhuohan raised his eyebrows, "Does it mean that it is possible to continue to revise?"

Qi Lin laughed, "How can there be a work that can be changed once or twice? Every time we launch a series, there will always be dozens of changes, not to mention hundreds of times. A designer who can't stand the trouble is not a good designer."

Ye Zhuohan was quite dissatisfied, "I should let you hand over all the work."

Qi Lin smiled and said, "That won't work. I'm the visual director. Even if I don't modify it myself, I have to read all the drawings. Ah..."

"What?" Ye Zhuohan asked.

Qi Lin shrugged, "I'm a little thirsty."

Ye Zhuohan asked the flight attendant to bring a glass of iced lemon juice.Qi Lin took a few sips and asked, "Come on, let me have a look, how about this one?"

Before Ye Zhuohan could answer, Qi Lin said again: "Forget it, I shouldn't ask you."

"Why?" Ye Zhuohan said, "I'm not worthy?"

Qi Lin smiled, and really wanted to say—Mr. Ye, your fans have learned a lot of languages, and "Giraffe Leng Leng" is coming out soon.

"Isn't this the little beautiful dragon I drew?" Qi Lin said seriously: "Isn't the little beautiful dragon you? I asked you to answer whether you look good, isn't it embarrassing for you? No matter how you look at it, you are suspected of boasting."

Ye Zhuohan smiled, "I'm pretty."

Qi Lin pretended to be disgusted, "Brother Shenxian is shameless."

After the flight landed, a low-key luxury car took the two of them directly to Ye's villa.

After entering the gate of the villa, the car was still driving in the quiet mountain forest for a while.When he finally saw the plain and elegant white building, Qi Lin sighed again, "Ye Longlong, you are too rich."

Ye Zhuohan: "..."

The butler couldn't help laughing when he heard "Ye Longlong" for the first time.

"I'll say it again." Ye Zhuohan looked at Qi Lin quietly, "My name is not Ye Longlong."

Different from the Ye family's manor in Yuecheng, the style of this villa is Japanese-style, with a large area of ​​transparent glass walls, simple lines and elegant colors to create a strong geometric three-dimensional sense, the courtyard is full of white sand and pebbles, Under the white wall is a piece of bamboo, and the stream is lingering, full of Zen.

"Are we going to live here for the next half month?" Qi Lin asked, "Go see a doctor during the day and come back here at night?"

Ye Zhuohan shook his head, "The doctor will come here."

Qi Lin was a little surprised, "I am receiving treatment here?"

"You are not sick, so don't use the word 'treatment'." Ye Zhuohan frowned, "The other party suggested to me that in your situation, you can just receive guidance at home. The environment here is the most suitable for you."

Qi Lin squeezed his chest lightly.

Ye Zhuohan asked him for time, and it turned out that it was not only used to build each other's psychology, but also did so many things - contacting experts, discussing plans, and choosing a place.

Qi Lin's pupils were moist, with the golden light of the setting sun falling, and he said with a smile, "Okay. I will follow your command."

"Take a break today." Ye Zhuohan led him around the villa, "I heard that tomorrow's press conference will be broadcast live on the Internet?"

"Yeah." Qi Lin said: "The partner is the live broadcast platform under Le Ting."

Now many game companies adopt the "on-site + network" method for their press conferences. "Return" is just an ordinary mobile game company. In the original plan, the surrounding press conference was only broadcast live online, but the new game suddenly became popular, and under the strong demand, a venue was temporarily prepared.

"I'll go tomorrow too." Ye Zhuohan said.

"You?" Qi Lin was surprised.It is well known in the industry that Le Ting's Ye is always reluctant to attend events.Not to mention the crude press conference of "Back Back", even Le Ting's own main game annual conference, it is difficult to see Mr. Ye.

Ye Zhuohan snorted, "I can't go?"

"It's not impossible." Qi Lin sighed, "When you go, how much pressure is there to 'return'?"

At noon on Saturday, the online live broadcast has already started.

Game fans are gradually pouring in, and there are more and more fans of "running away".

Looking at the shabby venue, both parties complained at the same time, talking about Qi Lin.

"Today is Linlin's first time participating in a press conference, he must be the most beautiful kid in the audience!"

"Who is Linlin?"

"Did you read the preview? The designer of the peripherals of C! The big cow in the blind box circle! And he is very handsome!"

"What's the use of being handsome? Let's talk about strength! You superficial fans are the most annoying."

"Young man, listen to my advice, you will be really sweet!"

"You will smell really good +10086"

In the afternoon, the press conference officially started. After an opening ceremony full of slots, it entered the peripheral display link.

Qi Lin wore a striped suit, tall, slender, and white, standing under the spotlight, his whole body was shining.

"Fuck? Which one is this? We, Xiao Posu, can afford to hire first-tier stars?"

"Normally people can't hold a striped suit, but this little brother wears it like it's tailor-made!"

"He's so handsome! He has two legs as long as mine!"

"This is our Linlin! The visual director of the 'Leave' studio, the blind box you are about to buy is designed by him! Is it fragrant or not? Is it not fragrant? I will live broadcast the boulder in the chest!"

"Damn! I seem to smell good? No! I can't be so superficial!"

"I'm also popular, but I'm not superficial, I'm a man, and I like his talent."

When Qi Lingang took the microphone from the host, he felt a little nervous, and when he smiled and said, "Hi everyone, I'm designer Qi Lin", fans started frantically swiping gifts on the platform.

Thirteen blind boxes appeared on the big screen. Qi Lin calmed down and introduced the design concept and the story behind each one.

And the cameras on the scene are constantly switching, sometimes facing him, sometimes facing the product, and sometimes turning to the auditorium.

"This designer is not only handsome, he speaks in a very organized manner, and has specialized in researching the characters in the game, so he knows better than me, a die-hard fan!"

"Linlin's mother's fans are here, and I am a moth relying on my talent to attract fans again. Mom feels gratified!"

"First of all, I'm a fan of Xiao Posu. I'm weak to complain, this venue is too simple, why do I think that the money Xiao Posu spent on the lighting stage is not as good as the suit of the designer's little brother? ah?"

"Xiao Po Su Fan feels ashamed."

"Hahahaha, Linlin's suit is haute couture, I guess it was chosen by the president, it suits Linlin's temperament too well!"

Qi Lin was only interested in introducing the surrounding area, and didn't watch the real-time barrage. He didn't know that since his appearance, there has been a small upsurge in online gifts.

Although he maintained his demeanor on the surface, it was his first time attending a press conference, and Qi Lin was still a little nervous. After speaking, he looked up at the VIP seats.

The cameraman turned the lens very knowledgeably.

After a moment of silence, the live broadcast room was flooded with barrage.

"Ah, who did I see? Is it the president? Damn, the president is here with me! A ton of sugar broke my teeth!"

"The CEO's eyes are so doting! I don't want to die, but my CP makes me die every day!"

"Grass! That's Ye Zhuohan from Le Ting? How can we, Xiao Posu, invite Ye Zhuohan? I'm excited and worried now, is our Xiao Posu going to be bought by Le Ting?"

"Hahaha I laughed so hard, Ye Zhuohan is the husband of the designer on stage, he came with his wife! It has nothing to do with our little Posu!"

"It's the first time I saw the president sitting in such a crude meeting place, what's the matter with being a little funny?"

Qi Lin introduced all thirteen models, and there was a sampling session on the spot.Qi Lin had a bad heart, and with his luck as a top-notch African, he was afraid that he would make a mess in front of all the audience.

Sure enough, the first one was the ugliest of the thirteen models, the second was the second ugliest, and the third was repeated.

"Hahahaha what's going on? Is Linlin so wrong?"

"I heard that Lin Lin is a non-king who is 'running away'. The moth is so pitiful, hurry up and swipe the lucky bell to appease him."

At this time, the live broadcast room suddenly got stuck.

Then, countless tiger oils flew across the screen, and the tippers didn't even have a nickname, just a string of garbled numbers.

"Damn it, my local rich fan is here? A piece of tiger oil is equal to 5000 yuan, and the local tyrant directly smashed 50? This appeases me!"

"Am I the only one who doubts the identity of the rich fan? Just now the camera cut to the president again, he was looking at his phone."

"I don't doubt it, I'm sure! I zoomed in on that picture, the CEO is throwing money at Linlin!"

"I'm dying of laughter, the president will bring back your African Linlin, and when the Little Merlin series is released, give Linlin the entire top-level venue!"

It wasn't until the end of the press conference that Qi Lin knew that Ye Zhuohan had tipped him 99 yuan, which made him very angry and funny.

Ye Zhuohan explained: "The barrage says you are pitiful, you should give a reward to comfort you."

"Backtracking" prepared a dinner party, but Qi Lin thought about it for a moment and didn't attend.

He was thinking about seeing the doctor and wanted to go home as soon as possible.

Two days later, the sun was shining brightly, and the villa welcomed guests.

"I'm Ji Zhaoyun, you can call me Teacher Ji just like Zhuohan." The man is in his 40s, with ordinary appearance but extraordinary temperament.

Qi Lin got along with him for a while, and soon became relaxed from the initial nervousness.

"I have already understood your situation." Ji Zhaoyun said: "The reason for your amnesia is very complicated. Short-term stimulation can make you remember immediately, but there are certain risks. After discussing with Zhuohan, I plan to take a certain amount of hypnosis and appropriate amount of drugs. , plus the way of telling it. Can you accept it?"

Qi Lin nodded seriously.

Ji Zhaoyun smiled gently, "Zhuohan will accompany you throughout the whole process. He is the main force to help you. I am an assistant. If you feel any discomfort, you must tell us immediately."

Qi Lin clenched his fist lightly, "Yes."

"Xiao Qi, you're nervous again." Ji Zhaoyun said.

Qi Lin took a deep breath, "I'll make some adjustments."

Ji Zhaoyun took out a bottle of medicine, watched Qi Lin take it, and said to Ye Zhuohan: "Go for a walk in the courtyard, and return to this tea room in 10 minutes."

Ye Zhuohan asked: "What do I need to do?"

"Let him relax completely. Start with the events that Xiaoqi has some memories, and talk about what happened before and after." Ji Zhaoyun thought for a while, and then urged: "In this way, start with Xiaoqi's painting."

Twenty minutes later, Qi Lin and Ye Zhuohan returned to the tea room together.

The medicine had taken effect, and Qi Lin was surprisingly calm, leaning on a reclining chair.

The late spring sunshine came in and sprinkled on him.

He had to squint.

Ji Zhaoyun was talking to him, his hand was gently held by Ye Zhuohan.

Consciousness is half awake and half fuzzy.

He closed his eyes, the eyelids cut off the sunlight, and there was a dark red shadow on the retina.

After a while, the shadows dispersed, and he saw a 16-year-old boy, carrying a drawing board, standing proudly outside the Xiaonan Gate of Yuecheng Academy of Fine Arts.