atypical romanticism

Zhou Yu didn't wake up until the afternoon.

The clothes scattered on the ground and the red and swollen eyes in the mirror are like the helpless sigh of the elderly when facing the crazy and uncontrollable junior.

After Zhou Yu's brain restarted successfully, he immediately felt hopeless: "My God, what have I done?"

Obviously at the beginning, he wanted to stay away from this young lady!

Zhou Yu recalled Xiang Sheng's attire at the dinner party, this attire did not look like a bitter laborer.The more she recalled, the more desperate she felt, and she felt that her career had come to an end.

Conscience of heaven and earth, she has gone crazy for such a big time, why did she pay such a high price?

And, to be precise, she was the one who slept last night!

Zhou Yu glanced at the time, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon—it was more desperate than being asleep and worrying about ruining his career. meeting.

Different from her current heart that wished to find a piece of tofu to kill her, Xiang Sheng called out calmly when she was sleeping, and rubbed her head against her waist like a puppy.Zhou Yu looked at Xiang Sheng's face, her eyelashes were long and curled up, her face was translucent without makeup, the word "skin like creamy fat" seemed tailor-made for her.

Zhou Yu's hand traced the outline of her facial features from a small distance, and he had to admit that she was not at a disadvantage during the Spring Festival last night.

When Zhou Yu was in junior high school, she knew that her sexual orientation was different from those around her.When a female classmate of the same age likes to go to the basketball court, blushing and whispering about the handsome and inhuman boys in that class, she likes to admire beautiful girls in secret while doing problems, but she only dares to watch them secretly. .

Both high school and junior high school are called the middle school age, but the youngsters in junior high school are much more hostile than those in high school, and their minds are comparable to those of uncivilized monkeys. The word "homosexuality" is as terrifying to them as drugs.After many years, some of them have gained some knowledge. Even if they cannot accept homosexuality, they will not criticize it too much. However, some people are still afraid that they will be entangled by the devil called "gay". , It also depends on the face.

Girls of the same age can tell the world the joy in their hearts without any scruples, but she only dares to hide in a corner and lock her heart up.

All the excitement and joy have nothing to do with her.

Zhou Yu tiptoed out of bed, changed his clothes, took out the medicine from his bag, swallowed two pills with water, hesitated again and again, and put the only 300 yuan in cash in his wallet on the table.

Although Xiang Sheng didn't look like someone short of 300 yuan, Zhou Yu still wanted to make peace of mind.

——Assuming she can still work in the industry, she will inevitably have to deal with Xiang Sheng herself or people she knows. If she doesn't want to go smoothly, just don't be tripped up secretly.

Zhou Yu hinted to himself: Although 300 yuan is not much, it is still a huge sum in this era when cash is "rare".

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When Zhou Yu rushed to the company, Xiao Xiao, who was chatting and laughing at everyone just a second ago, turned black instantly after seeing her.She knew she was wrong, so she just pretended to be blind, bypassed Xiao Xiao and walked straight to the work station.

But she didn't look for the Buddha, and couldn't stop the Buddha from looking for her. Xiao Xiao knocked on her table and said angrily: "Talk."

Either because of the madness last night, or because of the effect of the medicine, Zhou Yu was dizzy and dizzy. She didn't really want to go out, she just wanted to take advantage of the time before the meeting to take a nap.

But Xiao Xiao's tone was not an inquiry at all, but a notification.

Because of what happened last night, Zhou Yu felt very awkward. Now Xiao Xiao took the initiative to pass up the steps, and she had to climb down as well. The work had to continue, after all, the wages hadn't been paid yet!

Xiao Xiao joined the company at the same time as her. The difference is that she became a monk halfway through. Xiao Xiao is a well-educated fine arts student with a bachelor's degree in Lumei and a graduate student at the Paris Academy of Fine Arts.She didn't mention what her family does, but for those who can carry LV on their backs and step on Chanel for an internship, this job is like a summer camp for elementary school students, and it can be regarded as an experience of life.

Although Xiao Xiao felt uncomfortable seeing her, she usually got along harmoniously, and there was almost no conflict except for this planning.

As for why she was unhappy, Zhou Yu couldn't say it. Having said that, it seems that there is no need to find a special reason for seeing a person unhappy.

rooftop.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Zhou Yu who was standing at the back, and when she saw her listless look, she became annoyed: "Why, you went crazy last night and haven't recovered yet?"

"No," Zhou Yu heaved a sigh of relief, trying to open his eyes wide, "I drank a little too much last night, I was a bastard with some words, I'm sorry, I'll buy you coffee later to apologize."

"No need." Xiao Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm down, "Save your salary, do I seem to be a drunk person? Or, do I seem to be short of coffee?"

Zhou Yu was stunned—her simple polite words had so many meanings, why didn't she know.

"Xiao Xiao, when you were in school, you must have a perfect score in Chinese reading comprehension." Zhou Yu commented sincerely.

Xiao Xiao didn't understand what she meant, and said seriously: "I went to an international school in high school."

Zhou Yu: "...All right, whether you care or not, I have to apologize to you for my rude behavior last night. I'm really sorry."

Xiao Xiao didn't take what happened last night at all.

Although she felt that Zhou Yu's work style was divided like a fool since she joined the job, she never defined disagreement with Zhou Yu as a "quarrel". It's just that both parties are a little excited because of work, so it's good to calm down.

She called Zhou Yu out, and all she wanted to talk about was changing the photographer.She was indeed angry last night, but when she woke up, those fragmentary points of anger finally fell on the point of "photographer".

But before she could open her mouth, Zhou Yu raised it one step ahead of her: "But the matter of changing the photographer is not negotiable."

Zhou Yu rubbed his temples, and said: "Ms. Lu's level is of course good, but we all have seen his works over the years, and they are really not satisfactory. I, a half-way monk, can see this. You must have seen it a long time ago. , although we are working for others, we still have some pride and ideals of our own, I don’t want this cover to disappear from everyone, and you probably don’t want to either, right?”

Xiao Xiao did not deny that Zhou Yu's opinion was correct.

In the beginning, she was just worried that it would be too troublesome to get in touch with the new photographer, but Zhou Yu's insistence on changing the photographer was beyond her understanding. Her self-protection mechanism was passively activated, which made her subconsciously choose Stand on the opposite side of Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu seems to be a very talkative person, but her bones are tough, even with thorns.

"Okay," Xiao Xiao breathed out, seeing Zhou Yu becoming listless again, her anger rose again, "Isn't it enough for you to sleep all night? How can you be so sleepy?"

——It's true that she didn't get enough sleep. She tossed and tossed at least four times a night, so it's no wonder she got enough sleep!

"Hahaha," Zhou Yu laughed awkwardly, "I'll go to the tea room first to see if there is any coffee left. The photographer will be here soon, let's go get ready first."

Xiao Xiao nodded, and put her hands on her shoulders naturally, she felt that she should apologize to Zhou Yu for her stubbornness these days, but sorry, these three words are too nasty, she really couldn't say them, so she simply used The action was shown, but Zhou Yu didn't understand the meaning of this layer, her drowsy brain buzzed—eldest sister, why didn't you confront each other?

Are you so persuasive?

"Let's go," Xiao Xiao wondered when Zhou Yu froze, "Aren't you in a hurry to find coffee, don't go to the sweet and greasy instant in the tea room, what's the use, I have black coffee .”

"thank you....."

Xiao Xiao frowned, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it, so she just nodded in the end.

Zhou Yu closed her eyes and drank a cup of black coffee. It was useless to refresh her mind except for her tongue suffering. She should be dizzy and dizzy, so she gave up on herself and fell asleep lying on the table.

I don't know how long she slept, but Xiao Xiao knocked on the table impatiently and woke her up: "Get up! It's time to get paid to fish and fish, it's almost time!"

Zhou Yu took a deep breath, braced himself to confirm the documents, and when he was about to find a seat in the conference room, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he leaned back. The bone-chilling pain did not come as expected. A hum came from overhead.

Zhou Yu suddenly opened her eyes, and the person who fell on the ground with her was actually Xiang Sheng.

Only then did her down-timed brain recall it - no wonder she thought the name "Xiang Sheng" was familiar at the time, could it be that she wasn't familiar with it?Isn't this the photographer "S" she emailed herself?

Xiang Sheng was the winner of the Gold Award last year. Her stage name is "S". Photography assistant Yao Lu did it for him.

At that time, she sent an email to invite Xiang Sheng to cooperate, but she also had a gamble mentality, but she didn't expect Xiang Sheng to agree.

"Ms. Zhou, can you get up?" Xiang Sheng wrapped his arms around her waist, his eyes sparkling, "Although you are not in a panic, you are in a panic."

Zhou Yu's face burned instantly, he hurriedly broke away from Xiang Sheng's hand and stood up, Xiang Sheng laughed softly, without any intention of getting up by himself, and said calmly: "Mr. not coming."

The golden light fell on her long and curled eyelashes, a pair of deer eyes flashed innocently, Zhou Yu moved his eyes away, and stretched out his hand in front of her.

Xiang Sheng held her hand and stood up. Before letting go, he rubbed her palm with his fingers, and Zhou Yu's heart trembled.

Who said that innocent little deer eyes are the certification of a pure girl, and a flying fox can also be very "innocent".

Zhou Yu withdrew his hand, pretending to be calm and introduced to others: "This is the photographer of our cooperation this time, Xiang Sheng."

"Hi everyone, I'm Xiang Sheng, Xiang in the direction," Xiang Sheng glanced at Zhou Yu, and said word by word, "Sheng who sings every night."

"Hahahaha," Zhou Yu pretended not to understand the hint, and said, "This name sounds really nice, haha... Let's start quickly."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Xiang Sheng's voice was hoarse, and he said this perfectly normal sentence with a bit of ambiguity for no reason. Fortunately, no one cared about Zhou Yu's red earlobes.

This meeting was not as scary as Zhou Yu had imagined. Xiang Sheng cooperated with the whole process and even put forward a few opinions of his own from time to time.

The theme of the shooting was set as "The Magnificence of Destruction", which was combined with the current hot topic of environmental protection.

After the meeting, Zhou Yu just wanted to run away, Xiang Sheng seemed to have guessed her thoughts, got up and blocked her way, and she sat back down again after everyone had gone out.

"That," Zhou Yu heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head to meet Xiang Sheng's eyes with unclear meaning, and said, "Last night, I'm sorry."

"Yeah," Xiang Sheng nodded, "You really have to be embarrassed to let you have a good night, but you only pay 300 yuan?"

"Ah?" Zhou Yu was taken aback, and explained seriously, "I don't have your WeChat account, and I only have 300 yuan in cash with me."

Xiang Sheng didn't expect her to explain, so he sneered, "Although I'm not rich, I don't need to sell it for 300 yuan."

Zhou Yu quickly caught the key word: not rich?Is this modesty or fact?

"Also," Xiang Sheng squinted at her, and said, "I have a face that can harvest a pile of scout business cards for a walk in the street. Even if I go to sea, I can't start with 300 yuan!"

The sunlight penetrated through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the meeting room, and lay between her and Xiang Sheng. Zhou Yu was like the reflection arc of the coastline, and only then did he realize that it turned out that this was what she cared about.

Well, as expected of an artist, his brain circuits are extraordinary.

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