Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Happy raised his chest and raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?!"

"I said he plays too rubbish," the long-faced man pursed his lips, and was about to go around, but stood still when he heard Happy's words, "Don't understand?"

Happy wanted to say something else, but Lowes raised his eyebrows and stopped him, "Happy, I really haven't studied music. It's normal to be criticized."

Happy turned to look at his face, and agreed sullenly.

Lowes stood up from the piano. "Excuse me, I didn't know it could be that loud."

Hearing the words, the man let out a shallow sigh, took a few steps to the stage, and pushed himself in front of Lowes.Lowes took a half step back politely.

He stood by the piano, bowed his head, tapped three keys on the keyboard with his long and slender fingers, then flicked his ten fingers, made a simple tune around the tune just now, and retracted his hand, "Well, the piano is not bad. "

"He's a little aggressive now." Rogers frowned.

Lowes stood aside, his eyelids slightly closed.Some people are just habitual bullshit, the more bullshit the merrier.

Seeing that Lowes no longer made excuses for not learning anything or not being good at the piano, the man seemed to feel bored and waved his hand to step down.

"It's okay. My brother looks good!" The child was the first to comfort Lowes loyally.

Lowes...

Rogers laughed.

The child's mother smiled sheepishly, "He doesn't have a word on his mouth. Don't worry about it."

"Very good. Thank you." Lowes hesitated for a while, and finally touched the child's head reluctantly.After touching it, I suppressed my desire to wipe my hands with a wet towel and forced a smile.

The man snorted inexplicably, and went straight to the second floor without looking back.

Lowes turned his head to look at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nothing.

The child was soon taken away by his mother, and it is said that he was going to piano lessons.

"That man is really annoying." Rogers frowned.

Lowes still didn't speak.

Happy came over, "Mr. Erce, do you still buy pianos?"

Lowes hummed lightly, but he couldn't hold back after all, took out the wet tissue and began to wipe his fingers one by one.Happy watched his movements, sluggishly.

Rogers sighed, "You have made progress if you can bear it until now."

"Happy, you can go to the boss here to get a contact information." Lowes wiped his fingers and threw away the wet tissue.

"Understood." Happy turned around.

"No matter which piano that man wanted to buy just now, I want it. Five times the price." Lowes said lightly.

Happy looked at him in shock.

Rogers didn't hold back, and laughed.

"Huh?" Happy hummed for a moment, "Then what if he doesn't buy it here?"

"I told you, the boss here. Everything." Lowes put his hands in his pockets.

"...Okay, I got it, Mr. Erce." Happy said he got it.He is proficient at this!

Lowes hummed, "I'll go shopping by myself, you can do your work."

Happy snorted.

"Aren't you angry now?" Rogers knew he wanted to hang out with himself alone, and chuckled.

"Ah."

"Is there enough money?"

"..." Lowes pursed his lips, "It's not enough to ask Tony to borrow some, and then sell a few more paintings." Anyway, his paintings are currently being sold at very high prices in the market.

Rogers sighed, "You are still smoked by capitalists."

"He laughed at me." Lowes frowned slightly.

"He should." Rogers raised his hand and rubbed his head.

Lowes bought a drink and walked around while drinking.

The industries near the piano shop are roughly similar.Lowes went to a guitar store and bought a metal blue guitar that looked very nice.Rogers refused to allow him to enter another store.

"You can't walk when you see something beautiful now." Rogers was helpless.Lowes was really serious about learning to paint before. The first step was to read all kinds of classic picture albums. He would consciously collect beautiful things and colors.

It's okay when he has a camera in his hand, he may just take pictures and develop them for collection.If he didn't bring a camera, he would be the one who would come to his door and ask if he could buy any rocks in the park.

Lowes' eyes drifted to the nearby flower market.

Rogers laughed, "Let's go."

Lowes pushed the guitar up on his shoulders, excited.

After moving two pots of flowers, Rogers said nothing to let him continue shopping.

Lowes looked anxiously at the other flowers in the market.

"You only have two hands!" Rogers kept shaking in front of him.

Lowes sighed regretfully.

Simply, Happy called and came over, asking if he wanted to pick him up.

Lowes sent him his location and said it was hard to find.He looked around and finally found a bus stop waiting there.

Rogers watched the man in the piano shop drive by, glanced at the guitar behind Erce, and snorted.He wisely didn't tell Erce about it.

Lowes bought a lot of things in one day, and was sent to the high-end apartment arranged by Tony contentedly.

Happy swiped the elevator with the key card and told him which floor he was on.

A familiar person drifted past the elevator door, Louas was stunned for a moment.

Rogers hummed and simply floated out of the elevator to chase after him.

When he came back, Rogers was speechless, "It seems that you two have a good relationship. He lives on the top floor."

Lowes... is really not shallow, almost a neighbor.

After Hapi settled the people, he said he had something to call and left.

Lowes opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains and looked down on Manhattan. "This place is really lively."

Rogers floated out of the window, looked up, looked down, "Indeed."

Lowes turned to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water.

"Where do you want to live after graduation?" Rogers was curious.

Lowes wanted to say DC, but then paused, "What do you think?"

"I know you can live well wherever you are." Rogers floated into the room, smiling.

Lowes suddenly pointed his finger, "Don't move!!"

Rogers hummed without moving, "What's wrong?"

Lowes hurriedly rummaged through his suitcase, "Don't move!!"

Rogers was holding the scythe, not knowing why.

Lowes pulled out his camera and pointed it at him.

Rogers was helpless, "Erth, you know I can't take a picture."

Lowes raised his eyebrows, "Did you forget what I did?"

Rogers hummed suspiciously.

Lowes laughed.Rogers exhaled, remained motionless, and let him pat.

"I can't move yet." Lowes took several photos in a row before finding the angle and tone he liked.

Rogers watched him busy with a smile, with doting emotions flowing in his eyes.

Lowes rummaged through two boxes but couldn't find his own tape measure. Finally, he emptied the box and pushed it against the edge of the marble tiles on the ground. The two alternated and counted to Rogers' side.

Rogers looked down at the person lying on the ground, his heart moved slightly.

Lowes followed suit and measured the distance from Rogers to the window.

Rogers looked at him, his smile widening and then fading.Where Lowes didn't see it, his eyes merged into a kind of deep concern and unwillingness.When Lowes announced that the matter was over, the repressed resentment was suppressed and not revealed at all.

"It seems that you want to draw me?" Rogers said his guess.

Lowes marked the edge of the box. "I just saw something very special. I want you to see it too."

Rogers responded with a smile.

Lowes took a ruler out of his pencil case and began to measure the box, writing down the data in his notebook.Then import the photos from the camera into the notebook, and start making simple 3D compositions.

Rogers sat beside him, watching him keep typing very precise data with his fingers.

After working until after nine o'clock, Lowes got a simple sketch of the structure.

Outside the glass is a colorful neon night scene, and in front of the window, a translucent figure floats vaguely.

The scene is permeated with an unusual sense of magic and surrealism, and Rogers is amazed by both the composition and the color.

"They all criticize your paintings as dull, soulless, and shouldn't be called works of art at all." Rogers sighed, "But I think what you capture is the beauty that others can't see.

What's wrong with being realistic?Those have your own soul in them. "

Lowes paused while using the mouse to debug, "I don't know anything else. It is indeed hidden here."

Rogers showed a proud expression, "It seems that you think this will be your highest masterpiece."

"Ah."

After getting a very light response, Rogers' heart sank.He lightly circled his arm behind Lowes beside him, and then let go.

It seems to weigh a thousand catties.Carefully lift it up and put it down gently.

hush.Hidden, can not be known by anyone.

"In the future, someone will see your soul." Rogers smiled.

Lowes raised an eyebrow.No, no one can.

The author has something to say: If you say that you have a long face, you are Shi Chuanqi. You are too much.

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