The world doesn't fit me

Whether I'm gay or not is none of your business.

Intoxicated under the moon.

This ID name made Lu Chen feel familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't say it for a while.

It wasn't until the other party called Xiaocao while he was in a trance that Lu Chen suddenly recalled something related to this ID.

He is in the group of millions of up masters.

He also said some ambiguous words to Lu Chen in front of other people.

After having this prefix, Lu Chen, who was easy to get along with and carefree, developed some resistance to this person.

The room was spacious, and the two of them could even say it was empty in the room, but Lu Chen felt a little helpless.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward, and he quickly sent a message to Fu Yanchuan with goosebumps all over his face: It's stupid, there's a big problem.

Before he finished speaking, he didn't have time to explain, and when he looked up, he met Yuexia's intoxicated smile.

His smile was a bit stiff, but he pretended to be familiar and said, "You can call me Brother Drunk, I'm a year or two older than you."

Lu Chen nodded, with a serious face: "It's easy to say, you can also call me Uncle Cao, everyone around me calls it that."

The corner of the drunk brother's mouth twitched when he was suddenly demoted two generations, and he replied with difficulty: "Okay...Okay."

During the few minutes of talking with him, Lu Chen observed the other person's expression all the time, but he really couldn't connect the young man in front of him with the person who was swearing in the group.

Could this be the so-called two faces?

Yuexia Meizui stroked the bangs that had fallen to her forehead, and sat on the bed opposite Lu Chen.

No one spoke for about ten minutes, and they were all immersed in their phones. It happened that Lu Chen had just told Fu Yanchuan about the freezing atmosphere, and Yuexia Mizui asked with concern, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

"Oh... wash."

Lu Chen walked to the bathroom with a change of clothes in a disheveled manner, even carrying his mobile phone vigilantly.

Probably because he was afraid of what he would really do after going through the conversation in the group. Lu Chen was very wary of this roommate in front of him.

Soaking in hot water is comfortable enough to dispel all anxiety.Lu Chen sat comfortably in the bathtub, stretching his long legs, feeling the gentle caress of the warm water, and the bubbles floating on the water with the fragrance of shower gel.

It smells good, it's ice mint, it's the smell of Fu Yanchuan.

Worries were soothed, Lu Chen stood up slowly, the water slid from his hips to his thighs, and returned to the bathtub.

There were still some drops of water on the back of his hand, and his fingertips were red. He was gripping the edge of the bathtub tightly, the bottom of his finger bones were raised, and there were obvious blue veins under the light of the tawny bathroom heater.

After rinsing off the foam, he changed into pajamas, and for the first time, he didn't dare to show any skin, wrapping himself tightly.

As soon as I got out of the bathroom, the surrounding area dropped to zero degrees Celsius again.

Hearing Lu Chen's movement, Yuexia Mizui looked up at him, opened and closed his mouth, and finally couldn't help it: "Are you really gay?"

Lu Chen failed to hide himself, and repeated in doubt after a delay: "Comrade?"

"It's homosexuality." He said, "Are you and that Mr. Yixiao real or fake? I see netizens talking about it, and I can't tell if it's just made up or not."

Asking these two questions made Lu Chen stunned for a while, but he frowned slightly and did not answer.

Because the man's tone was so strange that he obviously felt uncomfortable.

"Your reaction shouldn't be wrong." Yuexia Mizui said to herself, "I thought I was really living with a gay guy, and it almost made me sick."

The naked disdain in his words made Lu Chen feel sick to his stomach.

Speaking of homosexuality, Lu Chen immediately thought of Fu Yanchuan.The roommate is so nice, how could he be as stupid as the one in front of him? He was forced to speak so badly.

Besides, since you are homophobic, why did you make such ambiguous remarks in the group before?Eye-catching?

Lu Chen was used to being free and easy, and he was very upset when he heard this. He had a strong desire to go up and give him a punch.

But considering that he was here to participate in the event this time, it might not be good to have an accident, so he swallowed the anger in his heart.

He glanced at the other party with disdain, and said in a bad tone, "Whether I'm gay or not is none of your business."

This aggressive language made Yuexia Mizui start to doubt again, could it be that he was wrong, the weeds on the roadside are really gay?

But he also found that Lu Chen didn't have that special temperament, except that he looked like a man.

Besides, Lu Chen never gave him that kind of weird look, and there are all signs that this roadside weed is indeed not gay.

After thinking this way, he felt more relieved, and said cautiously: "Brother, do you have any plans to form a CP?"

As soon as his question came out, Lu Chen was furious.

Aren't you fucking homophobic?How many CPs do you form?What kind of shit question is this?

When the swear words came to his lips, Lu Chen tried his best not to spit them out, but turned his head with a "hum": "No."

"Don't." Yuexia Mizui persuaded, "Selling rot is especially good for development now, and the number of fans is increasing very quickly. Didn't you and Mr. Yixiao do the same before? Just help brothers?"

We just met for the first time, what kind of brother are you?Still smiling, busy giving yourself money?

Lu Chen almost laughed angrily at the other party's utilitarian face.

However, before he could swear, there was a knock on the door of the room.

The strength is not too big, the knock is very gentle, and the interval is relatively soothing.If it weren't for the bad atmosphere in the room, Lu Chen wouldn't be able to hear it so easily.

He chewed his resentment into pieces, glared at Yuexia Mizuki, then turned and walked towards the door.

Turning the doorknob, the people outside the door called out sweetly after seeing Lu Chen: "Little Brother Chen!" Shen Yulou burst into a cute smile, and his tone rose.

He is still soft and waxy, there is no way not to be liked.

Standing behind Shen Yulou were Ji Jianglin and Qiu Zhuheng. The three of them came to look for Lu Chen together.

This scene made Lu Chen blurt out: "Hey, a family of three."

Shen Yulou was a little unhappy, he timidly said: "What a family of three..." You are the only one I like.

He didn't dare to say the last half of the sentence, but just bowed his head, his ears blushing with shame.

Ji Jianglin didn't care, he asked: "How about it, who is living with you, is it someone you know? Introduce yourself?"

Speaking of this, he became furious, and said without hesitation: "I don't know, what a fool."

Lu Chen thought that his words had been restrained a lot, at least it wasn't too harsh, but Ji Jianglin was still taken aback by his reaction.

Lu Chen is known for his straightforward temper, so he would choose to use other thoughts when coaxing little girls.

Ji Jianglin was five or six years older than him, and knew more than him.As the eldest brother, he was always afraid that Lu Chen would offend others.

Sure enough, he pretended to poke his head in, and obviously found that the other person's face was extremely ugly, even embarrassed.

Ji Jianglin was tired for a while, and he looked away and sighed. He looked at Lu Chen desperately and wanted to persuade him, but was persuaded by the other party's attitude of reluctance.

Forget it, this may be a personal characteristic.

It is not appropriate to talk about this issue in front of outsiders, and it should be the same if I find an opportunity to calm down and talk about it for a while later.

After some self-persuasion, Ji Jianglin's inner worries disappeared temporarily, and he asked Lu Chen curiously: "How does it feel to wear women's clothing?"

How else could it feel?

Lu Chen thought to himself, there was wind in his hips, and his thighs felt cold, that's all.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Qiu Zhuheng couldn't wait to stand up, "It's cool, it's very cool, it's so cool. The main reason is that I think I'm very suitable. Hey, how can there be such a peerless beauty like me in the whole world?" How about handsome and unrestrained men's clothes, gentle and lovely women's clothes..."

His clear and uplifting youthful voice echoed in the corridor, attracting the glances of men and women who passed by.

Lu Chen: "..."

Ji Jianglin: "..."

Shen Yulou: "..."

Even being drunk under the moon is no longer embarrassing: "..." Terrible, I heard something that shouldn't be heard.

The neon lights are flashing, and another feast is ushered in the center of the city.

It is a carnival to get rid of the pressure of work, and it is the presumptuousness of clinging to the last few days of rest.

The entire city of S is boiling, and every corner is singing and dancing.The drum kit that had accumulated dust in the window for more than half a year was finally moved. After the night fell, the cymbals were struck again and again, setting the rhythm of the rush, compact and lively every night.

The entrance of the Chengwei Convention and Exhibition Center was completely surrounded. Occasionally, a few people went against the flow of people, and were forced to rush back into the whirlpool of the crowd after a while.

Those who don't understand the reason are watching from the outside, and if they don't pay attention, they will be drawn into the torrent, and they can't get out no matter what.

The tide did not subside until about eight o'clock, so the gravel was able to see the sky again.

The indoor lights are turned on, and the audience's hair is black when viewed from a height.

Only the stage is still gray.

In the middle of the two rows of seats closest to the stage are all invited up hosts. The visitors more or less have their own small groups. They talk in low voices and smile from time to time.

Acquaintances reunite, new friends are made, and this kind of drama is staged in every year's activities.

Only Lu Chen and Qiu Zhuheng were not among them.

The people in the backstage were extremely busy, the staff came and went, and the planners took the trouble to explain the process over and over again.Everyone is afraid that this event for a huge fan base will go wrong.

The camera has been set up, the real-time live broadcast is linked to Qingshu.com, and the homepage of the webpage is full of green logos. Until now, the live broadcast room is still broadcasting various promotional videos of Qingshu.com, and the upper right corner is written in conspicuous color fonts: Countdown ,30 minutes.

The number of people in the live broadcast room was unprecedentedly high, and many fans were waiting for the event to start.The news updates on the chat board were almost invisible, and the speeches just typed out disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Come on, make up." After changing his clothes, Lu Chen honestly sat in the dressing room with other people who were about to go on stage, and when he was about to put on good eyeshadow, a call came in.

The makeup artist sister leaned aside holding the eyeliner, ready to continue writing at any time.

Lu Chen was startled by the slender pen tip: "What is this?"

"Huh?" Fu Yanchuan on the other end of the phone asked in confusion.

"It's not that you..." He pointed at the eyeliner, "Agreeing to put on false eyelashes is already my biggest concession, you still want to draw eyeliner?"

The makeup artist smiled and said, "You have to draw eyeliner before you can find the right place to stick the eyelashes." She followed the instructions carefully, as if patiently teaching a child.

"Forget it, forget it, why do I paint this thing?" Lu Chen waved his hands again and again, almost writing the word "rejection" on his face.

The makeup artist said that you still care about this even though you are wearing skirts?

But she didn't say it directly, and said euphemistically, "This can make your eyes bigger."

"Grandpa's eyes aren't big enough?!"

"It will fit better with your clothes."

"My face is enough to stick, I don't need eyeliner."

The two chattered back and forth for a few rounds, and Fu Yanchuan could hear cocoons coming.

After thinking about it, he tentatively said: "Try it, maybe the effect is not bad." His tone was extremely calm, as if he was really planning for Lu Chen, and he hid his thoughts very well.

Lu Chen, who originally refused to see his facial features hideous, gradually relaxed.He sat up straight, and said obediently: "Okay, let's try."

As expected, Lu Chen no longer resisted, relying entirely on the makeup artist's arrangement, and occasionally sneaking a look at his own appearance.

The makeup artist ordered a tear mole for him, and when he lowered his eyes, it echoed the mole between the lids, as if his eyes were squinted by a kiss.

The eyeliner is also raised, and it is slightly raised along the end of the eye, entangled with the cloud-like red eye shadow.

The phoenix's eyes moved around, and the eyebrows were furrowed, which really had the charm of a concubine in the Qing Dynasty.

His superior innate conditions made him fit this whole body very well. It was clearly the first time he was wearing heavy makeup, but it seemed that he was born like this.

The person in the mirror was stunned, still unable to believe that the girl in front of him was him.If it wasn't for the prominent Adam's apple, Lu Chen would feel that he had run into a ghost.

Beautiful, so beautiful, the girl in the mirror is really a wonderful person.

"Oh my ancestors!" the makeup artist exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, Lu Chen turned his head and met Qiu Zhuheng's red face that looked like a monkey's butt.

He didn't apply the lipstick evenly, his lips were greasy, he was looking up at the mirror and fiddled with cosmetics by himself, and curiously rubbed them on his scalp regardless of what purpose he took out.

"Uh..." Lu Chen's smile froze, looking at his modern abstract art work with fear.

Lu Chen: "As expected of you."