Chapter 59
Chu Yu took a breath, then casually took out a few coins from his pocket, bought a bottle of Coke from the vending machine, and without even looking up asked the person next to him, "Want some water?"
"...drinking." Luo Jiayu said.
Chu Yu nodded and took a can for him.
The air was a little quiet for a while, and silence always stimulates certain strange emotions to amplify and grow.
"What were you about to ask?"
In the darkness, Luo Jiayu thought that the person in front of him would not be able to see that his ears were red, so he asked in his usual joking tone, pretending to be relaxed.
"I want to ask why when people kiss each other..." Chu Yu stood up with two cans of Coke in his arms. When he looked up, he stopped talking in the middle of his words.
"What will happen?" Luo Jiayu asked softly.
Maybe the smile looked too casual, or maybe the color of the ears couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, Luo Jiayu moved closer, wanting to hear clearly what his childhood friend said.
But the first thing Chu Yu saw was his eyes.
Chu Yu was silent for two seconds, handed over a can of Coke, and said sullenly, "Nothing."
The Coke was chilled, and still had a mist in his hand. Luo Jiayu absentmindedly opened the iron ring of the can, feeling that he had concealed it well. He did not follow his impulse and said to his childhood friend, "We can give it a try." He did not understand why the topic remained silent at this point.
He was silent and was racking his brains to find some topics that could ease the awkwardness.
Luo Jiayu looked up at the sky.
Luo Jiayu looked down at the ground.
"I suddenly thought of something." Luo Jiayu closed his eyes and opened them again, finally making up his mind to change the subject.
Chu Yu raised her head and looked at him: "What?"
"You, you still owe me a braised chicken meal from your senior year of high school."
“…”
"Eighteen yuan and eighty cents. It's sold in the chain store opposite the school. Do you remember?" Luo Jiayu coaxed.
Before he opened his mouth, he hadn't thought that he could bring up old things so smoothly. He remembered such things from so long ago in a hurry.
Chu Yu was frozen for three seconds before coming to his senses: "I remember now."
It was a Saturday, and the braised chicken restaurant across the street was having a sale. He said he'd treat us, but after school at noon, while waiting for Luo Jiayu, he accidentally fell asleep on the table. When he woke up, he saw his childhood friend sitting at his table, holding two takeout boxes. He met his eyes, tilted his eyes, and shook the bags, "Are you awake? It's time for dinner."
That day they had lunch sitting on a small bench at the back of the teaching building. Chu Yu lowered his head and ate quietly while Luo Jiayu was beside him, excitedly sketching out his ideal blueprint for the future. Halfway through, he suddenly said sadly, "Brother, I'm going abroad in a few months. If you miss me, just call me. Don't worry about the time difference."
"I'll treat you at noon tomorrow. It's in the camp cafeteria, and it's only sixteen dollars and thirty-eight cents." Chu Yu's memory was interrupted here, and he stretched and replied.
"Okay, I'll wait for you tomorrow."
However, this agreement was not fulfilled because the next morning they were both called by the staff to shoot an advertising video for the program sponsor.
Advertising videos are usually shot in many different versions, and different contestants are invited to shoot in batches. This time, both of them happened to be on the performance list of the promotional video.
It is probably the CP fan effect that has started to take effect. Although Luo Jiayu's popularity ranking is quite low because of his loan and childhood friend, the program team still specially picked him out and paired him with Chu Yu in the same group, and also added another contestant with similar popularity to Luo Jiayu.
This time their commercial was themed on street graffiti. At six o'clock in the morning, Chu Yu was dragged half-dead by the stylist to the cloakroom. After much selection, she finally chose a set of clothes with a rebellious teenager theme.
During the process, he stared at the mirror in a daze, listening to the makeup artist who was applying lipstick on him praising his face.
A baseball cap, black earrings, a graffiti sweatshirt, jeans, hiking shoes, his hair curled and fluffy, combined with his deep mixed-race facial features and his usual serious expression, he looks like a colorful electronic oil painting.
His temperament was completely different from usual, and he exuded a kind of careless melancholy.
Fans watching the live broadcast continued to post comments crazily.
[Just looking at this face, you would never imagine him singing "Love River" while shaking his hair]
[It’s over. I want to laugh every time I see his face now. Even with all the makeup on, I still want to laugh.]
[Automatic dubbing of a handsome man, passionate and intoxicated, opens the microphone: It has become a painful river of love.]
[How can I put it, the makeup is so good-looking that I can hardly recognize this as my silly son]
[This is the first time I've felt a sense of distance towards Brother Baizi. I need to rewatch his karaoke video with Luo Shagou to calm down.]
[The baby's outfit and eyes look like a rebellious little black kitten]
[His street style is so cool, I'm looking forward to the visual effect of him and Xiao Luo standing together]
Chu Yu blinked, stretched out her fingers from her overly wide black sleeves, and tried to secretly touch a brand new mask on the dressing table, but her movements were intercepted by the makeup artist:
"Don't move. That mask isn't for you. I'm about to put some paint on your face. If you wear a mask, the paint won't show."
Chu Yu had no choice but to sit back and let the makeup artist continue to apply makeup on his cheeks, but his eyes were always staring at his dream mask unwillingly.
Then the mask was hooked away by a bony hand.
He raised his head and met Luo Jiayu's eyes, who was looking down.
Luo Jiayu was wearing a street-style work outfit, with a long skateboard tucked into his left arm. In his right hand, he originally held a bottle of spray paint, which was now placed on the dressing table. He was putting a black mask on his face, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes with upturned corners.
Just by looking at his eyes, you can tell that the corners of his mouth are curled up under the mask.
【Ahhhhhhhh, we’re in the same frame】
[As pleasing to the eye as I expected]
[Who is going to die from this atmosphere?]
I don't care if they just have a dull look in their eyes.
[I suggest that the sprayer brother put on the mask and stop talking, and the swinger brother turn off the speaker, so that they look like two perfect handsome guys]
[The taciturn troll brother, the mentally stable and shaky brother, my ideal is be like]
[I'm the same as before, but it's just a thought. There's no such thing as a smooth ride with these two.]
[It’s over. I feel like the troll is about to open his mouth again.]
After putting on his mask, Luo Jiayu picked up the bottle of spray paint again, tossed it in his hand, and then confidently said to his childhood friend:
"I'm planning to draw a dragon on the left and a rainbow on the right. What do you think?"
"..." Chu Yu blinked slowly, imagining the scene when Master Luo, who could only draw stick figures, would start painting. "You'd better draw a real dragon and rainbow."
[I laughed so hard, I felt like Brother Baizi was making a double entendre]
[Does this mean that Sprayer's painting skills are terrible? I'm kind of looking forward to it. Let me see how bad it is.]
[As expected, the moment you two open your mouths, the atmosphere is completely gone. How did this happen? CP fans are so sad.]
[But they can bring me happiness just by opening their mouths, and even elementary school kids are good at it.]
[Who said there was no atmosphere?! I muted the entire thing. Just looking at Mr. Luo's eyes, that deep affection never fades no matter what he says!]
[I got a new way to support this couple. I turned off the speakers and watched them perform a pantomime.]
[I laughed so hard I vomited. This is so unethical. CP fans really do everything they can to get the sugar.]
Luo Jiayu was grabbed by the stylist to do his makeup and hair before he could talk to him for a few words. Chu Yu was left to continue with his makeup and hair. After that, he was taken to the shooting location by the staff.
Because Jiang Chenglu from the same group had not arrived yet, the director asked him to wait for a while and play with graffiti first, and then use it as a background wall when taking personal photos.
The shooting location was a natural street scene. There were several mottled and old cement walls on the street, and several cans of spray paint were placed sparsely, either upright or upside down, at the bottom of the walls. Chu Yu picked up a bottle, shook it, picked a cleaner wall, and began his master painting.
He went to an art college in college and initially taught himself in high school. Later, when his mother learned that he was interested in learning painting, she signed him up for intensive training and unified examinations, so he was considered an art student who changed his career path.
He himself is a quiet person who seldom goes out. When he is not with Luo Jiayu, he basically stays at home painting alone. If you include the time he has spent on self-study and practice, he has been on the road of learning art for several years.
Graffiti itself does not require too much thinking, you can just draw whatever you want. He was just there quietly spraying patterns on the wall, not noticing that he had unknowingly attracted a group of people behind him who were quietly watching him paint.
After filling in the last part of the color block, Chu Yu took two steps back, put his hands on his hips, and proudly rang out his inner voice:
I am a genius!
As soon as these words were spoken, the people behind him applauded, and Chu Yu was stunned.
Staff member No. 1 cheered: "Genius!"
Staff member No. 2 responded: "Miracle!"
Staff member No. 3 nodded: "Master!"
Jiang Chenglu's eyes lit up: "Xiao Yu is amazing!"
Chu Yu dug his toes into the ground, lowered his head and put on the hood of his sweatshirt. The people behind him seemed to have achieved their goal of making people laugh, and except for Jiang Chenglu, they all covered their mouths and laughed.
There was also a cameraman who secretly set up a camera next to him, so the audience basically watched the entire process of his painting.
[Brother Baizi, you didn't tell me before that you are such a powerful brother Baizi]
What's on his mind as Brother Baizi bravely ventures into the entertainment industry with his top-tier drawing skills?
[I was speechless after watching the whole thing. I felt like a professional art student.]
【Baby, don’t be shy, you are a genius! 】
[I discovered that the wiggly cat can only lift its tail secretly by itself. If it is discovered, it will run away immediately.]
[Cute, I thought he was a little painter]
[Brother Baizi is so good at drawing, why not save Brother Pengzi? I just came over from the other side and I am dying of laughter.]
At this time, next to the graffiti wall on the other side.
"Do you know what the true meaning of art is?" Luo Jiayu asked Mr. Li, who was shivering in the corner, with confidence while throwing the spray paint upwards with his hands.
"Is...what is it?"
"Whatever you want."
After saying that, Luo Jiayu spray-painted a few large characters on the wall in front of him in a flamboyant manner, which were shockingly ugly.
After spraying, he continued to stand there leisurely throwing the spray paint, while asking Mr. Li who was already beginning to doubt his life in the corner.
"Do you know what the gap is between me and the top international art masters?"
"Is...what is it?"
“There’s no gap.”
After saying that, Luo Jiayu casually used spray paint to paint a few incomprehensible abstract lines on the wall, which, combined with his previous dog-scratching handwriting, made it even uglier.
Song Lai, who was passing by, turned around and saw the wall where Luo Jiayu had finished his graffiti. He burst into laughter, attracting the busy director.
The director rushed over upon hearing the news, and upon seeing the masterpiece created by Luo Jiayu, he let out a heart-wrenching scream:
"Luo Jiayu, stop it right there!"
"Do you know why Picasso became famous but I am not?" Luo Jiayu was still destroying the poor wall in front of him with spray paint, while talking profoundly to the only audience in his group.
"Born at the wrong time."
The director slapped Picasso on the forehead and said, "I was born at a bad time like you, big watermelon!"
After saying that, he scratched his head in despair at Master Luo's astonishing work in front of him: "Ah, I shouldn't have let you express yourself freely. What kind of expression did you produce?"
The director stamped his feet anxiously, scratched his head, and broke down:
"Look at Chu Yu, then look at you!"
Luo Jiayu also scratched his head, feeling that his father seemed to have said something similar.
Song Lai was humming a little tune at this time as he went to find Chu Yu from another group, intending to drag him along to laugh at his traitor:
"I'm dying of laughter. Chu Yu, go check out that silly dog's painting! I bet his wall will have to be photoshopped out during the filming later, hahahahahaha!"
Chu Yu raised his head upon hearing this, put down the spray paint in his hand, and followed Song Lai to take a look at his childhood friend's latest work.
Luo Jiayu had just been criticized and was squatting by the wall, repeatedly thinking about what went wrong. When he looked up, he found Chu Yu standing next to him, carefully looking up and down at his graffiti.
Luo Jiayu, who had originally firmly believed that his paintings were unappreciated treasures, suddenly felt a little guilty.
The director was still nearby when he heard the usually quiet and cool trainee say calmly, "It can be saved."
After Chu Yu finished speaking, he took over Luo Jiayu's several cans of spray paint. After a few general glances, he began to fill in the lines, change the direction, and make the overall shape. Because the wall area was large, his painting structure was also very large, so at first no one could tell what he wanted to paint.
Luo Jiayu sat behind Chu Yu, watching from afar as his childhood friend was actually saving and repairing the entire wall bit by bit. The original dog-crawling characters were integrated into the shape of the new pattern, and the abstract lines took root and sprouted like branches under the painter's hands. It was not until the end that he could see clearly what his childhood friend had changed.
Three big characters: Luo Jiayu.
On the entire wall, Chu Yu squatted at the end of the rightmost side and carefully painted the last stroke with spray paint, so that everyone could see the name of Luo Jiayu on the wall in bright colors and bold and unrestrained characters.
Song Lai quietly squeezed over to the stunned Luo Jiayu and asked, "How do you feel?"
Luo Jiayu came back to his senses and pretended not to be moved. He nodded seriously and said, "Yes, this is the effect I want to achieve."
"..." Song Lai narrowed his eyes, "Do you have any shame?"
Song Lai left, leaving Luo Jiayu alone to watch as his childhood friend continued to repair the name wall he had built for him, adding some colors to make the overall look more complete.
A passing cameraman turned to take a look and was amazed by the artistic skills of the trainee in front of him. He set up his camera and casually said, "Chu Yu, take a photo with your work. We'll need it for the behind-the-scenes footage later."
"Okay." Chu Yu responded, and after completing the last stroke, he turned around and made a classic scissors hand gesture to the camera, with the three huge words "Luo Jiayu" behind him.
The camera clicked and captured the picture. The person in front of the camera quickly put down his hand after hearing the sound, and breathed a sigh of relief as if he had survived a disaster. He subconsciously wanted to go find his childhood friend to play, but found Luo Jiayu squatting on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.
Behind the camera, the owner of the wall of names squatted with his head down to prevent others from seeing that the tips of his ears were burning red.
Later, as soon as this official photo was released, its popularity soared to the top of the hot searches. First, the CP super topic exploded, and the photo became the century-famous scene of the two, directly replacing a certain kid's wild private photo to become the top 1 elected super topic avatar.
Then Chu Yu's super topic exploded, and posts related to the photo dominated the hot topics for more than a month. The mother fans were probably the most excited, with over 10,000 comments. The most popular comment was:
[Baby, are you sure it’s him?]
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