cheongsam boy

When Gu Zhuo asked this question, the Huoshaoyun in the sky just changed its course with the wind, splashing orange red over his head and covering his eyelashes.

Even the hard lens, in Gu Zhuo's eyes at this moment, blurred into a pool of lake water, framed by the frame, overflowing with light and tenderness.

Song Rin was never a person who was willing to fall into tenderness, but at this moment he fell into it willingly, and replied unconsciously and unpreparedly following Gu Zhuo's words.

"Yeah, the longer you stay in the country, the less you want to go out."

"Well, nowhere is as good as my own." Gu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand to pluck the fallen leaves from Song Rin's shoulders, and said with a smile, "It's just ahead, let's go faster."

For Gu Zhuo's actions, Song Rin did not resist, but with a sense of peace of mind, she stood where she was and watched his actions with lowered eyes.

After the fallen leaves were wiped away, Song Rin also whispered hello at the same time, and then followed Gu Zhuo's pace towards the destination.

The Blue Magpie Workshop is located in the alley, surrounded by dilapidated small courtyard houses. It is a small building with three floors above and below, which makes it stand out from the crowd.

There were two rusted iron doors at the door. When Song Lin and the others arrived, the iron doors were wide open, and the dry and hot breath of porcelain came from inside, rushing to his nose.

The smell is not bad, but it is definitely not good. Gu Zhuo pressed his fingers under his nose, and he led Song Rin to an open space not far away. There were a few masters in white vests, who were opening a kiln. Get porcelain.

"Master," Gu Zhuo said hello while they were resting, "I'm here to find Ke Xiyun, Teacher Ke, do you know where she is?"

The leading master wiped the sweat on his back, and pointed backward with his big hand: "Look for Teacher Ke, she is in the training room at the back, go through here, the innermost one."

Gu Zhuo followed his finger to see the road clearly, and after confirming the good place, he thanked the master, and then walked in with Song Rin.

The weaving room is in the innermost part, and outside are tables and tables for displaying various kinds of porcelain, many of which are just out of the oven. When Song Rin passed by, he could even feel the high heat from the glaze.

This small building is already very old, and the sound insulation effect is not good. Before the two of them reached the weaving room, they heard a burst of noise coming from the weaving room.

The two listened intently for a while, probably some apprentices were asking Ke Xiyun questions, the voices came one after another, and the two listened for a long time before they stopped.

When the voice of inquiry inside died down, Gu Zhuo stretched out his hand and knocked on the edge of the door twice, and called softly and tentatively, "Teacher Ke?"

Ke Xiyun, who was possessing himself to help the apprentice guide, raised his head following the sound, and quickly booed Gu Zhuo before he could speak, then put down the flat copper wire in his hand, and walked towards the two of them.

Ke Xiyun was plainly dressed, with a few strands of silver hair tied behind her head, fixed with a carved wooden hairpin, and she walked with a bit of fairy air.

She walked towards the two of them, covered the door behind her back, and looked at Gu Zhuo: "You are Gu Zhuo, right?"

"Yes, I'm Gu Zhuo, we chatted on WeChat," Gu Zhuo stretched out his hand to Ke Xiyun, "Hello, Teacher Ke."

"I remember," Ke Xiyun shook hands with him, looked sideways at Song Rin, and asked, "Who is this?"

Gu Zhuo followed Ke Xiyun's line of sight, smiled sideways at Song Rin, and introduced, "This is Song Rin, my friend, and I want to come and have a look together."

Seeing that she was mentioned, Song Rin also hurriedly stretched out her hand, bent slightly: "Hello, Teacher Ke, I'm Song Rin."

Ke Xiyun shook hands with Song Lin with a smile, and politely said hello, but he was not very familiar after all, and after a few words, he brought the conversation back to Gu Zhuo.

"I heard from Old Jiang that you want to find a new color palette?"

Gu Zhuo nodded and replied: "Yes, the color matching of my fabrics is too old-fashioned and monotonous. I want to find some new ones."

Hearing what Gu Zhuo said, Ke Xiyun hummed understandingly, and after thinking for a while, asked again: "What colors have you made there?"

"There are many, I'll show you." Gu Zhuo replied, he made a gesture to wait a moment, then took out his mobile phone, and handed the color set he took to Ke Xiyun for viewing.

When the phone was handed over, Song Rin took a sneak peek. The content on it was the same as what he had read last time. Hundreds of fabric color cards were spread out and arranged in order from light to dark.

Ke Xiyun picked up the picture and looked at it zoomed in and out for a few minutes, pondering: "Compared to ordinary clothing stores, it is not too small, but if it is like what you said in WeChat, it is indeed far from enough .”

After finishing speaking, she handed the phone back to Gu Zhuo, took off the adhesive tape wrapped around the knuckles of her fingers, and said, "Well, I'll take you to the color matching room directly, let's take a look together first."

The color matching room is on the second floor. It was transformed from an old side sleeper. The iron door is broken, and it can be opened with a slight push.

Ke Xiyun led the two of them in, and the moment he pushed open the door, Song Rin stared directly at the inside of the dilapidated small room.

There is nothing else in here, rows of iron poles are all hung with various colored cardboards and colored fabrics, and the wind comes in through the cracks in the windows, making a cacophony of noises.

Song Rin couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... there must be thousands of colors."

"Yes, apart from the basic colors, there are a total of 150 color combinations here." Ke Xiyun led the two of them through the narrow aisle in the middle, with a touch of pride in his tone, "Just the most basic red, green and blue There are hundreds of colors in the big color system.”

Hearing what she said, Song Rin's interest also came. He looked along the row at hand, which happened to be the red color in the basic color. He looked from near to far, and saw the color change like Stepped into a straight and winding red river, and at the end of the red river was a blood-red stone-like planet.

Song Rin was stunned by the scene in front of him. He really didn't expect that the colors that can be seen everywhere in life can have such a strict distinction. The word red is not all, and it cannot be generalized. It also has vermilion. , Magenta, Hechi and so on.

Among them, those that can be named are still the basic colors, and those colors that are formulated but cannot be named are another treasure in this world.

The three of them walked through various narrow passages together, and made some supplementary explanations with them while walking Kexiyun. Gu Zhuo also chatted with them from time to time while listening. Only Song Rin, uncharacteristically, followed behind in silence.

"That's about it," Ke Xiyun stopped at the end of the walk, "Some of them were tuned by ourselves, and some were imported from other places. If you like one, go and write down its number."

Speaking of this, Ke Xiyun pointed to the desktop computer standing beside him: "Then input the number into the query program, and the corresponding RGB and CMYK values ​​will be displayed in it."

Just now when she was going upstairs, Ke Xiyun said in advance that she would have a class later, and Gu Zhuo also knew that she still had something to do, so he didn't push her to say more, after she explained the relevant precautions , and promised to let her leave with peace of mind.

As soon as Ke Xiyun left, Gu Zhuo turned around on his back, pulled Song Rin, and asked with a smile, "Why haven't you spoken, I didn't look back, I thought you were lost."

"I can't get lost here." Song Rin looked around the room, and when she answered again, there was a bit of inexplicable sadness in her voice, and a bit of disappointment in her brows and eyes, "I just suddenly realized that my knowledge The face is a little shallow."

Song Rin's slightly heavy words were unexpected to Gu Zhuo, he was both puzzled and somewhat curious.Gu Zhuo raised his eyebrows and put up his gold chain glasses, and replied, "What do you mean?"

Hearing Gu Zhuo's question, Song Rin rubbed his chin and pondered for a while, and then opened his mouth after organizing his words.

"I used to think that when I was doing translation, I just needed to study economics and politics-related academic papers, or real-time political newspapers to acquire a lot of vocabulary, grammar, sentence structure, etc. But today, when I see These colors, these color names beyond the scope of my knowledge, I realized how wrong my previous approach was, and how limited my knowledge was."

After listening to what Song Rin said, Gu Zhuo also fell into deep thought. He rubbed his chin and hummed for a while, before replying: "Your approach is not wrong, but there are shortcomings."

Speaking of this, Gu Zhuo reached out and touched Song Rin's frowning brows, and said softly, "Song Rin, it's good to see your past shortcomings, but you should never question or deny your past, and don't let it go. Belittle yourself, you are already very powerful."

Pressing her fingertips on the center of her eyebrows, the heat was conveyed along with the fragrance, Song Lin unconsciously gradually relaxed in this gentleness, and the frown between her brows was slowly smoothed away.

He looked at Gu Zhuo, with confusion in his eyes, but also a glint of wanting to be recognized: "Really?"

"Really," Gu Zhuo replied in a very solemn tone, "At least you are the best with me."

Since she was a child, Song Rin has been living under the high demands of her grandfather and the comparison of Qiao Heng, and rarely hears Gu Zhuo's recognition of her efforts and words of praise.

Such tenderness and firmness satisfied Song Rin, but also made him sink.

Song Rin pressed her head, responded to Gu Zhuo's touch calmly, and said with a smile, "I'm ashamed of your boasting."

"It's my fault, I should be more tactful." Gu Zhuo withdrew his hand, a little reluctant, but he also knew how to be moderate, he still had a smile on his lips, and calmly pulled the subject away, "Okay, let's go first Let’s take a look at the blue color system, first determine the background color of your cheongsam.”

The moment the touch disappeared, Song Rin's heart seemed to be missing a piece. He wanted to chase the fingertip in a daze, but when he made a move, he was pulled back to his sanity by Gu Zhuo's next words.

At that moment, it was like water mist scattered and awakened from a big dream. After suddenly returning to his senses, Song Rin was still in the blank space of reorganizing his thoughts for a few seconds.

The transition of the ambiguous atmosphere was just right, Song Rin didn't feel any embarrassment after returning to his senses, he fine-tuned his expression, followed Gu Zhuo's pace, and walked towards the blue color system located in the east of the color matching room.

"We don't consider the light color, we can't suppress the dazzling gilt color." Gu Zhuo led Song Rin to the deep color, "Let's choose the middle and deep color."

Song Rin said yes, but when he looked at the deep blue color block, he hesitated: "Is the dark color too dull?"

"Not necessarily, the gilt is bright and eye-catching. If it is paired with a color with high saturation in the mid-color system, it will overwhelm the guest." Gu Zhuo picked up the coloring card and replied, "Sometimes, it is the color with low saturation in the dark color system that is more eye-catching. They complement each other."

Having said that, Gu Zhuo snorted, and picked out a color card to Song Rin: "For example, this piece of blue, in fact, if it is not biased towards gray, it can be regarded as the best choice."

While talking, Gu Zhuo also called up the picture of the gilt color card from the phone for comparison.

Song Rin looked at the two, thought for a while and replied: "It is true, this blue and gilt, it does have a strange feeling, it is not unsuitable, but it looks a bit old."

"So the color we're looking for, the blue color should be similar to this one," Gu Zhuo put the color card back, and concluded, "but the saturation of the color should be higher, and it shouldn't be too gray." ...Hey, look at this piece."

"What?" Hearing Gu Zhuo's words, Song Rin immediately leaned over, but when he saw the color card in Gu Zhuo's hand, a clang sounded in his head, and he couldn't help exclaiming, "This color It's too pretty."

Song Rin didn't know where Gu Zhuo picked out this color card, but what I have to say is that when Song Rin saw this piece of blue, he was instantly conquered by it.

It is a color between ultramarine blue and blue blue, but it has neither the brightness of ultramarine blue nor the gray feeling of blue blue. It is like the color of the middle sea soaked by sunlight. Can soften all the gentle colors in the world.

Song Rin couldn't help getting closer, his eyes lingering on the colored cardboard: "What color is this?"

"I don't know, it looks a bit like Berlin blue." Gu Zhuo turned the color card over, and its number was marked on the back, "Come on, let's go to the computer to check."

The two dragged a thin piece of colored cardboard, and walked side by side to the desktop computer placed in the corner. Gu Zhuo opened the keyboard and entered the number in front of the number. After pressing the Enter key, the small circles on the screen continued. It took nearly 1 minute to display the query interface.

The moment the query interface popped up, Song Rin leaned forward, put his head closer, fixed his eyes on the screen, and read: "Enamel blue?"

"Well, enamel blue." Gu Zhuo confirmed it again, and said with a smile, "I've never heard of this color."

"I haven't heard of it either." Song Rin retracted his body. He looked at the color on the screen and murmured, "But this color is really beautiful. It's different from the blue I've seen before."

Gu Zhuo hummed approvingly: "Saturation is okay too. It's a little gray but not that heavy. If it can be dyed without color difference, it should be a good material."

Hearing what Gu Zhuo agreed with, Song Rin lowered her eyebrows and thought for a while, then said, "Why don't we decide on this color."

"Of course you can make up your mind," Gu Zhuo exited the interface, turned to look at Song Rin, and suggested, "But this color is relatively small, and I'm not sure it can be dyed with a high degree of completion, or we should choose more How many spares are there?"

Gu Zhuo's words were not unreasonable, and Song Rin nodded in agreement after thinking for a while. The two wrote down the color card number of enamel blue on their mobile phones, and then turned back to the blue color area to choose a spare color.

In fact, the selection of the backup color is very simple. You only need to choose from similar color areas. After the two of them comprehensively compared the saturation and gray feeling, they finally selected six colors with the same color sense as the backup color.

The background color of Song Rin's cheongsam is basically set, but for Gu Zhuo, this is only one of the purposes of his coming here. Song Rin is not the kind of person who will leave first after getting his own benefits, so he will accompany Gu Zhuo Choose other colors in this color room together to prepare for the external cooperation of his studio.

But it is impossible to choose from thousands of colors at once, so the two of them first choose among the most basic three colors, write down the numbers of each, and then leave the color matching room and go downstairs Find Ke Xiyun.

Many of these colors are prepared by their own studio, and they are the result of their hard work. Of course, they will not be free. When chatting on WeChat earlier, Ke Xiyun also vaguely mentioned that Gu Zhuolai Mentally prepared before.

After roughly negotiating the price, Ke Xiyun submitted the selected colors to the dyeing room on the third floor, and asked them to try dyeing a batch of patterns first.

After everything was done, the two came out of the workshop reluctantly. As soon as they stepped out of the door, a bell was ringing to tell the time from a nearby Buddhist temple. Only after hearing the bell did they realize that it was already late at night.

Gu Zhuo smiled and shook his head. He has always worked alone, and it is common for him to forget when he devotes himself to work. But this time he brought Song Rin with him. No matter what he said, he shouldn't be like this. I forgot to eat dinner.

"I'm really sorry, I forgot the time. Are you hungry? Let me treat you to a midnight snack." Gu Zhuo said apologetically.

"I'm a little hungry, but not to the point where I need to eat late at night." Song Rin held the back of his neck and rubbed his neck. He thought for a while and asked, "You still owe me some cold cake?"

Hearing Song Rin's childish tone, Gu Zhuo unconsciously softened his brows and eyes, showing a little pampering.

"Yes, I still owe you a cold cake of 25 yuan," Gu Zhuo teased, "It's so late now, which store is still open?"

"It's open," Song Rin pointed to Gu Zhuo, and said as they walked, "When I was in my senior year, when I stayed up late doing Daiso, I always ordered their cold cakes."

Gu Zhuo gave a clear oh, but then asked again: "What is Daiso?"

"Creative entrepreneurship for college students," Song Rin replied, "Have you never done it? This seems to be a bonus point."

Gu Zhuo shook his head and said no: "When I was in college, I seldom participated in these activities."

"Why?" Song Rin asked, "Is it because you are afraid of delaying your studies?"

Gu Zhuo: "That's not true, it's because I don't have time, my dad asked me to help in the company at that time."

Gu Zhuo was very calm when he said this, but Song Rin was taken aback by what he said. He said in surprise, "Go to the company to help? Are you a senior?"

"No," Gu Zhuo looked at him, still with a broken smile in his eyes, "from freshman year."

"Freshman?" Song Rin couldn't help exclaiming, "What can you do in the company as a freshman?"

Gu Xuanling's company cannot be considered one of the top 985 companies in the world, but it is considered a leader in the industry nationwide. The employees at the bottom are all graduates from a certain [-] graduate school. What can Gu Zhuo, a freshman in his early years, do to help? , even if you want to experience it, it shouldn't be like this.

Looking at Song Rin's astonished expression, Gu Zhuo was still smiling, but the corners of his eyes were raised with an inexplicable sense of loss, and he whispered, "I don't know what to do."

"That…"

"But everything got better later," Gu Zhuo wiped his emotions away in the blink of an eye, and he pulled the subject away calmly, and asked, "Oh, by the way, you just said that you were still working on Daiso when you were a senior? What about that?" You didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination at that time?"

"No," Song Rin's attention was quickly diverted, "I don't need to take the exam, I'm a graduate student."

Gu Zhuo understood, he turned his head to look at Song Rin, and said, "Oh yes, I forgot, you are very powerful."

In fact, Song Rin said this subconsciously, but when he finished speaking, he was surprised that it was wrong, because no matter how he heard it, it sounded like showing off his self-restraint. Just when he wanted to explain, Gu Zhuo opened his mouth.

I thought it would be like ordinary people, teasing a few words about being a bully or something, but Gu Zhuo didn't. Instead, he affirmed Song Rin with words of praise, and calmed down his sensitive and overthinking emotions. Soothing in the middle is very comfortable.

With Gu Zhuo around, all the conversations went smoothly without embarrassment or silence, and the two of them walked towards the cold cake shop under the moonlight.

Although it is a cold cake shop, the owner will also adjust it according to the season. The cold cake in winter is no longer paired with iced brown sugar water, but replaced with warm ones. The cake is served with sweet black sesame seeds. It is very comforting to have a bite on this cold winter night.

The two sat on the small table outside the store by the street lamp, and each of them ate two bowls in a row before stopping.

Although the cold cake is not made of glutinous rice, it is still sticky and difficult to digest. After walking around the night street behind the Buddhist temple, the two stopped a taxi and went back to the hotel.

The Beijing city in the early morning was not too congested, but it still took a lot of time to dawdle on the road. When the two returned to the hotel, their faces could not conceal the exhaustion.

Song Rin had already taken the medicine at noon, and there were a few new things on his mind earlier, but since he got in the taxi, the effects of the medicine surged up with sleepiness, causing him to fight with his eyelids all the time from the car, Yawning.

After finally getting to the hotel, as soon as he entered the elevator and the elevator door closed, Song Rin ignored his image and squatted in the corner, leaning his head on his knees.

Gu Zhuo pressed the number of floors, walked over and touched his shoulder with his hand, and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No," Song Rin rubbed his knees, and then, like a bullied puppy, leaned on his knees and looked up at Gu Zhuo, "I'm just so sleepy."

The light in the elevator is warm, with candles burning orange, sprinkled on Song Rin's body, like a layer of warm orange tulle, making every inch of his skin and breathing look fragile and gentle.

Gu Zhuo heard his heartbeat being magnified in this closed space, he squatted down, his knees touched Song Rin's, and the temperature was transmitted through the fabric.

After taking the medicine, Song Lin's brain reaction was very slow. He just looked at Gu Zhuo like this, and watched his movement of approaching him, in a daze, not knowing why.

But just when the breath collided and intertwined, the elevator ding sounded, the elevator door slowly opened, and the cold air poured in, blowing away all the charm and ambiguity.

Gu Zhuo withdrew palely, blinked his eyelashes in a panic, got up unnaturally with his head tilted, and said, "The elevator is here, go back to your room and sleep."

The cold posting made Song Rin a little more awake. He sighed slowly, then pulled the handrail and stood up.

Even though she just squatted for a while, she still felt a little numb. Song Rin stomped her feet while walking, but she didn't think about it, and bumped directly into Gu Zhuo's back without noticing.

Song Rin stretched her eyelids and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I..."

Just halfway through the apology, Gu Zhuo's wrist was pulled. Song Rin looked at Gu Zhuo in confusion, but only saw his tense jawline.

Gu Zhuo stared straight ahead, his face was a little helpless, he frowned, and shouted: "Yang Xunzi."

Song Rin followed his line of sight, but was startled awake by the scene in front of him. He actually saw Yang Xunzi and a woman kissing fiercely in front of the door.

Gu Zhuo's shout was not loud, but it was very abrupt in the silence of the night, like a thunderstorm exploding on the ground. Yang Xunzi's movements froze suddenly, and she looked over with fascinated eyes. who.

Without the slightest panic of being bumped into, Yang Xunzi calmly pulled up the woman who was pressing on the door, took out his room key card, swiped the door open, pushed her in, explained a few words in a low voice, and then closed the door behind his back.

Seeing her action, Gu Zhuo stood there, pursed his lips and thought for a while, then walked over to remind him: "Yang Xunzi, don't stay outside..."

"Gu Zhuo," Yang Xunzi frowned, raised his eyebrows, and his momentum came out, "I called Wu Tong today to ask, he didn't come to Beijing, so who did you pick up at the airport today?"

Before Gu Zhuo could speak, Yang Xunzi interrupted directly, preemptively diverting his attention away.

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Xunzi asked this question, Gu Zhuo's aura weakened visibly. He coughed a few times with guilt, and stammered, "Didn't you come? Oh, that must be because I misread the news. By the way Today's dinner..."

"It's going well," Yang Xunzi said with a half-smile, "You're not here, Xiao Fang helped me stop a lot of drinking, I decided to add money to him this month, do you have any objections?"

Gu Zhuote would follow the words, and he immediately said: "I don't have any opinions, I don't have any opinions, why only add it to him, you also add it, and your salary this month will also be increased. Just from the studio..."

"It will be deducted from your salary, right? I know, boss." Yang Xunzi answered without changing his face and heartbeat.

Gu Zhuo was suddenly choked by such a choke, and he waited for a long time before he responded embarrassingly, holding back a smile.

After Xingshi calmly questioned him, Yang Xunzi didn't give Gu Zhuo another look, instead he looked at Song Rin with a polite smile and asked.

"Chief Song came back so late, did you and our boss meet downstairs?"

The scene just now brought Song Rin back to his senses early in the morning. His mind turned quickly, and he replied: "No, we met by chance in the afternoon. It was too late to look at the fabrics in the workshop, so we came back at this time. But I have to say that Boss Gu is really dedicated to his work, and he carefully compares and selects the color of a single piece of fabric."

Hearing Song Rin's words, Yang Xunzi's expression softened a little. She looked at Gu Zhuo, twitched her lips and asked, "Really, have you gone to see the color card?"

"Yes, I went to Mr. Ke's place to look at the color chart," Gu Zhuo hurriedly replied, and he took out his mobile phone while talking, as if to show it to Yang Xunzi.

It is not easy for Yang Xunzi to talk to them after drinking, not to mention that there is still Jiao in the golden room, so she is not in the mood to talk to Gu Zhuo about this, she waved her hand impatiently.

"Let's see it tomorrow. It's late, so I'll go back to my room to rest." Yang Xunzi seemed afraid that Gu Zhuo would say something, and quickly said goodnight to Song Rin, then turned around to swipe his card, and closed the door neatly.

A set of movements was so smooth and fast that the two people standing outside the door were stunned for a long time before they could react.

But fortunately, Gu Zhuo reacted quickly, and he made a sound in time to prevent the embarrassment from continuing: "It is indeed very late, and there will be a meeting tomorrow afternoon, so let's go back to the room to rest."

After Gu Zhuo's reminder, Song Rin remembered tomorrow's itinerary, and he immediately came back to his senses: "Yes, it's late, then I'll go back to my room first, and you should go to bed earlier."

Gu Zhuo said yes, then turned around and opened the door next to Yang Xunzi. It was also at this time that Song Rin realized that the two rooms were opposite each other.

The two held the doorknob and turned to look at each other. Their surprised eyes met, but at the moment of collision, they turned into smiles.

Gu Zhuo pushed the door open, turned around, tilted his head and said, "Good night, Song Rin."

Song Rin smiled, followed his example, opened the door and turned around, and replied softly, "Good night, Gu Zhuo."

The author has something to say: It's the last day of 2020, everyone should bid farewell to the past and welcome a new beginning.

In this year, although I still haven't cured my depression and overeating, and even took a break from school for a period of time because of my poor condition, I have also gained a lot. The people I love are still by my side, and there is no I left because of my temper. I successfully signed a contract with JJ and wrote my favorite articles. The people I met in this circle were all very good, and I also had good friends. I also met readers who were all little angels. , although I had a serious illness at the end of the year, but fortunately I recovered on the last day.

In short, there are bad things, but not many, everything is good and more, I hope you are the same.

24. Vermilion