Trapped in Asura Field after paranoia relapse

Yu Lin's Weibo fermented quickly, and after several days of work, some people began to cast envious glances at Lu Shui.

In the office, Dong Junxin hummed while lying on the table.

All the members of the group came back from the holiday, full of energy, only Dong Junxin still looked devastated.

"What's the matter with your big golden retriever?" Ren Kai sent the event video to Lu Shui, "It's been paralyzed all morning."

Lu Shui raised his head and gave Ren Kai a blank look: "It's not from my family."

"That's your intern too." Ren Kai raised his eyebrows, "Hmm, I'm so annoying."

Lu Shui looked at Dong Junxin with his head, and Dong Junxin moved twice when he noticed Lu Shui's gaze.

As a result, he took the folder upside down, and all the documents fell to the ground in a crash.

Lu Shui covered his forehead and couldn't bear to look directly.

Ren Kai laughed twice: "If you don't comfort his weak heart, be careful that the design department comes to snatch him."

The design department had taken a fancy to Dong Junxin for a long time. Before that, they gave Dolphin TV several drafts that were not acceptable. In the end, Dong Junxin came out and changed a few parts before it was approved.

Knowing about this, Lu Shui also asked Dong Junxin, but Dong Junxin strongly rejected it.

But he didn't expect that Dong Junxin came to the planning department because of him.

Lu Shui turned around to get the things in the printer, and glanced at Mia by the way.

Mia was working at her desk and didn't pay attention to his gaze.

Lu Shui couldn't help wondering, did Mia put Dong Junxin under her own hands because she knew what Dong Junxin was thinking?

With a faint sigh, he sorted out the files.

If it were someone else, they would be very happy to be regarded as idols by interns.

But Lu Shui was different, he felt awkward.

Work is work, and redundant emotions will only make people feel helpless.

Lu Shui stared at Dong Junxin, holding his chest with one hand.

What's more, he didn't know if all this was his delusion.

Boring, cold, unkind...

Who would like him?

Lu Shui took a deep breath, walked up to Dong Junxin with the folder, and patted him on the shoulder with the folder.

Dong Junxin was drawing a picture, when Lu Shui touched it, his whole hand slipped out, and the draft he had just drawn was instantly messed up.

"Retract, follow me to the conference room." Lu Shui calmly helped Dong Junxin click Retract, and turned his head to let him follow.

With lingering fear, Dong Junxin shrunk down the picture and carefully saved it as a PSD file.

If you look carefully, you will find that the people in the picture have eyebrows and eyes that are very similar to Lu Shui.

There was no one in the small conference room. As soon as Lu Shui entered, he put the documents on the table.

Dong Junxin followed suit step by step, and sat on the diagonal farthest from Lu Shui.

"What are you doing sitting so far away?" Lu Shui raised his eyebrows, and tapped the place beside him with two fingers, "Sit here."

"it is good!"

Dong Junxin stood up impatiently, and his muscular figure even knocked down the chair.

The amber eyes stared at Dong Junxin coldly.

But for some reason, the more Lu Shui stared at him, the more Dong Junxin felt a fire in his chest.

The fire in the heart is indelible.

Dong Junxin sat down in a panic, crossed his hands and clenched his fists tightly.

The atmosphere became awkwardly quiet again.

Lu Shui coughed twice, and spread out the folder: "This is the case of the autumn men's fashion show, and I need you to help me with the renderings."

Dong Junxin's excited heart died down immediately.

He took the document and scanned it roughly: "Okay, I'll do it right away."

"Well, wait a minute." Lu Shui held Dong Junxin back, "There is one more thing."

"Are you still thinking about what happened that night?"

Dong Junxin looked at Lu Shui in a panic.

He thought of that night again.

Under the dim street lights, there were only him and Lu Shui.

He could even remember the temperature of Lu Shui's body when he hugged him.

"I hope you can work hard and don't mix your personal feelings with work."

Lu Shuiyu said earnestly: "Your internship period is still two months away. If you can do a good job in this activity, you will be able to pass it smoothly."

Otherwise, you can only find another home.

Lu Shui knew that this was cruel to Dong Junxin, but every freshman who stepped into the society would experience such a moment.

Instead of being used to Dong Junxin all the time and giving him a cruel result in the end, it is better to say it now and let Dong Junxin seize the time to improve himself.

The event planning of the men's wear show focuses on the pictures and scenes, which are very suitable for Dong Junxin, who is a designer.

Now, it depends on whether Dong Junxin can seize this opportunity.

Dong Junxin opened the file silently, and carefully looked at the above plan again.

Lu Shui has already listed a basic activity plan, but has not attached any innovation points.

Dong Junxin nervously took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote and drew on the color-printed photos of the venue.

He quickly drew a snake-shaped path: "This exhibition hall is rectangular, and the door is on the wide wall. It is not good to set the tail or the head of the runway here. If we can make an S-shaped runway , the effect will be better.”

"The overall color can be bright yellow and gray, which are also the colors of the year released by Pantone, which is in line with the designer's bright and calm design style."

When he came to the comfort zone, Dong Junxin seemed like a fish in water.

After participating in the event last time, he was able to get closer to the psychology of the event organizers and participants, and plan the most suitable event plan.

Lu Shui nodded and pressed the folder.

Dong Junxin is still immersed in the idea and has not yet reacted.

"Since there are so many ideas, let's make a PPT and hand over the first draft to me the day after tomorrow."

Lu Shui asked Dong Junxin to put away the documents, feeling like a monk persuading the child to turn around.

I am very happy.

Dong Junxin clutched the folder tightly and followed Lu Shui to his feet.

But soon, he stretched out his hands and pressed Lu Shui on the chair: "Lu Shui, wait for me."

Dong Junxin quickly ran to the office, took out the notebook from the drawer, ran to the small conference room, and put it in Lu Shui's hand.

Lu Shui opened it suspiciously, and found Dong Junxin's newspaper clippings inside.

This person didn't know where to find the photos of the event, and every one of them, except Lu Shui, also marked the advantages and disadvantages of the event.

Lu Shui couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He had just entered Hualin, and he had used such a clumsy method before.

Dong Junxin squatted in front of Lu Shui, raised his head and stared at him with affectionate and gentle eyes.

He took Lu Shui's hand and confessed solemnly: "My feelings for you are not limited to work, I want to be someone you can rely on."

"Would you like to be with me?"

The pain in the palm made Lu Shui regain consciousness. In a delusional state, he pinched his palm.

Sure enough, the confession just now was false.

Dong Junxin was still half squatting, but he didn't hold his hand intimately.

"You..." Lu Shui held the newspaper clipping in his hand, a little puzzled.

"I'll take it back from you when I become a sole advertiser."

Dong Junxin raised his chest, his piercing eyes sparkled.

Lu Shui chuckled, nodded, and put away the newspaper clippings.

Dong Junxin was stunned for a moment, and without saying a word, he stood straight in front of Lu Shui.

It was Lu Shui who hit him on the head with a newspaper clipping to wake Dong Junxin up.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go to work."

"okay!"

After solving Dong Junxin's matter, Lu Shui should take care of his own affairs.

He turned on his phone, and a new friend request popped up in his WeChat contacts.

There is only one concise and powerful "." for the reason for the application.

Lu Shui frowned, but soon, he noticed the other party's head.

is a tree.

Lu Shui suddenly remembered Yu Lin's Weibo. He found the Jiugongge that day, and found the exact same tree in one of Yu Lin's selfies.

He clicks through immediately.

The other party seemed to have been waiting for a long time. As soon as Lu Shui passed, he sent a series of question marks.

Really a symbol lover.

[Lu Shui: Yu Lin? 】

[Tropical Rainforest: How do you know it's me? 】

In the large rest room, Yu Lin accidentally dropped his phone on the carpet.

The manager handed over a cup of coffee and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Yu Lin pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers, and frowned: "Let me ask you, can you recognize who I am through a simple voice or text?"

The manager smiled confidently, but flinched a little under Yu Lin's scrutinizing eyes.

"Voice is probably okay, but text, you always like to send symbols, I know your habits, of course I can recognize it."

"What if it's someone who has never added me on WeChat?"

"Then how could I recognize you?"

Lu Shui on the other end of WeChat stared at the phone screen for a few seconds before planning to stuff the phone into his trouser pocket.

Just then, WeChat rang.

It's Yu Lin.

Lu Shui picked up the phone, and a familiar voice came to his ears.

"Did you see my Weibo?"

Yu Lin's Weibo has been on the hot search for several days, of course Lu Shui can see it.

It's just that he couldn't find a chance to thank Yu Lin, so he had to send some special products from his hometown to Yu Lin through Yu Lin's agent.

Lu Shui sat on the chair and clenched his left hand: "Thank you for helping me out. I didn't know your contact information, so I sent some dry goods to your agent."

Lu Shui paused: "I don't know if you like it or not."

Yu Lin glanced at the small bag brought in by the manager, snatched it, held it in his arms and weighed it: "Not bad."

Yu Lin's is not bad, it probably means I like it.

With the bottom line in his heart, Lu Shui was more relaxed: "That's good."

He and Yu Lin had nothing in common, chatted for a while, congratulated each other on the popularity of their new drama, and simply hung up the phone.

"Dong Dong".

There was a knock on the door of the conference room.

Xu Fangcheng leaned against the door frame and smiled at Lu Shui: "Mia said that you seem to have gone back, I thought you probably wouldn't, but you are here."

"She just likes to step on the high and hold the low." Lu Shui pouted.

He put away Dong Junxin's clippings and walked up to Xu Fangcheng: "What can I do for you?"

Xu Fangcheng glanced at the newspaper clipping in Lu Shui's hand, and opened the door to let Lu Shui go first.

"I mainly want to talk to you about the men's fashion show."

The men's wear show is another big project in Lu Shui's hands. Speaking of which, when he first met Xu Fangcheng, he still wanted Xu Fangcheng to walk on the runway.

"The men's wear show is Hualin's main promotion project for the next season. Your side helped win the big contract of Dolphin TV. It is Hualin's contribution."

Xu Fangcheng changed the subject: "But the planning department, in general, is still led by Mia."

The implication is not expressed.

Lu Shui lowered his head meekly, stroking the red mark on his palm just now.

"I understand."

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The author has something to say:

/Lighting a cigarette, Xiao Dong is a bit in love.

But everyone, please believe me, in real life there will be colleagues who are more stupid and lazy than Xiao Dong.

The men's wear show was mentioned in Chapter 1. When Lu Shui saw Xu Fangcheng's figure, he thought he was good, and he could be a model for the men's wear show on the runway.

Little Tips:

(1) Pantone colors: Pantone (PANTONE) releases a popular color every year, and the popular colors in 2021 are bright yellow and extreme gray.

(2) Pantone: PANTONE, Chinese is actually Pantone, but many people will say it is Pantone because of the fluent pronunciation; this company is an authority in the color industry, you can Baidu for details, because there is not much involved in the article Not much to say.