Shainin's work progress is stuck on the male lead's look.
He designed several versions, but they were not very satisfied. After changing it for a long time, he always felt that it lacked a little flavor.
Maybe his understanding of the male protagonist is not thorough enough
This state of work continued into the night.
The studio Zhuang Yan arranged for him was a little bigger than his home, and there were stacks of drawing papers scattered on the long table in the middle.
He drew two strokes, but he was not satisfied, so he simply crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash can next to it.
In the end, Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it any longer, so he just pulled him out of the studio.
Xie Ning struggled subconsciously, but looked up at Zhuang Yan's raised eyebrows, and was taken away obediently.
Zhuang Yan took the man to the sofa, warmed him a glass of milk, and couldn't help but ask, "You used to paint like this... you forget to eat and sleep?"
Xie Ning nodded habitually, and suddenly remembered something in the middle of the nod, looked at Zhuang Yan's angry eyes, and shook his head obediently.
"It's not that exaggerated," he said slyly, "I just forget the time when I draw, and I didn't go to draw until I had dinner."
Zhuang Yan said coolly, "Yeah, I had to wait for a long time to call you down at night. If I didn't come to you two days ago, would you have just spent the night in the studio?"
Xie Ning took a sip of milk, sat down obediently, and defended himself in a low voice: "I just... I seem to have encountered a bottleneck in the past two days. I want to draw more to see if I can find inspiration."
Zhuang Yan snorted: "That can't be so hard."
He also knows about Shaininka's male lead's styling, and Shainin specifically discussed it with him a few days ago.
But no progress was discussed. After reading Shaining's previous design, he also felt a similar feeling. The design was good, but he always felt that something was not perfect.
Like a puzzle piece missing.
Shainin kept wondering what was missing.
Zhuang Yan watched him drink up the hot milk slowly, and asked casually, "Have you eaten lunch today?"
Xie Ning paused while holding the cup, inexplicably a little guilty.
Seeing him like this, Zhuang Yan couldn't understand, he was angry and helpless, and finally said: "Starting tomorrow, have lunch with me too."
Xie Ning: "... ah?"
Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly: "Ah what?"
Xie Ning reacted after a while: "No, don't be so troublesome."
Zhuang Yan looked at him and smiled, and said, "I'm not worried."
What's not to worry about.
Xie Ning obediently assured: "I will eat well."
"It's too late." Zhuang Yan said, "you have a criminal record, I don't trust you."
Xie Ning: "… "
For some reason, Xie Ning felt that Zhuang Yan seemed to be sticking to him more and more recently.
After drinking the milk, Zhuang Yan packed up the cup and asked him, "Are you watching a movie?"
Shane blinked.
Zhuang Yan said, "You can't do painting behind closed doors. Do you want to watch other movies, maybe you can find some inspiration?"
Xie Ning thought for a while and nodded.
Zhuang Yan's own equipment is not inferior to the projection room of the cinema, and the environment is also good.
Xie Ning remembered that when he first met, Zhuang Yan used this to abduct him home.
But when he saw the dazzling array of movies on Zhuang Yan's shelf, Xie Ning was still taken aback: "So many?"
"Yeah." He sat on the sofa in the screening room, his long legs straightened, "There are many foreign movies, many of which are out of print. I have collected them for a long time, and when I brought them back from abroad, they were worth it."
Xie Ning glanced roughly, many of whom had never even heard of their names.
However, he is not a movie enthusiast, and it is normal that he has not heard it.
The sofa in the screening room is very big, but Zhuang Yan chose to sit next to Xie Ning, and put his hands on the back of the sofa, as if he was hugging Xie Ning's shoulders.
Xie Ning moved to the side quietly, and just as he moved, he was pulled back by Zhuang Yan.
In the dark, Zhuang Yan's voice was low and pleasant: "What are you doing so far away, I can still eat you."
Xie Ning said immediately: "No."
He wanted to move quietly again, but Zhuang Yan pressed his head directly on his shoulder and frightened him: "If you disturb me again, I will sit on my lap with you in my arms and watch it."
Xie Ning: "… "
He felt that with Zhuang Yan's temperament, he might be able to do this, so he made up his mind not to give him this chance and leaned on his shoulder obediently.
After a while, there was no movement beside him, and his breathing gradually eased.
Zhuang Yan turned his head to look, facing the shimmering light on the big screen, Xie Ning closed his eyes, and his expression was indescribably peaceful.
He fell asleep.
Zhuang extended his hand and took a small blanket from the side to cover him.
Xie Ning seemed to be startled by his action, turned over, and Zhuang Yan subconsciously let down his breathing.
Fortunately, Xie Ning didn't wake up, but buried half of his body in Zhuang Yan's arms, found a comfortable position, and slept more soundly.
Zhuang Yan lowered the volume of the movie, looked at his sleeping face, and sighed slowly.
He knew that since Xie Ning went to see Dr. Ji, he had been suffering from insomnia for several days.
Still taking sleeping pills quietly while drinking milk.
Sleeping pills are bad for the body when used too much. Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it any longer, and he didn't want to stimulate him, so he quietly replaced the sleeping pills with milk tablets that were similar in appearance and had no side effects on the body.
Anyway, he usually pours a slice into it when he drinks milk, but he can't taste it.
Shainin had no doubts, but thought it was his body that was resistant to sleeping pills.
When I can't sleep, I go to the studio to paint for one night, and then quietly go back to my room the next morning, pretending to be just waking up.
Today I finally coaxed people to sleep. Zhuang Yan wanted to let him sleep comfortably. After leaning on the sofa for a long time, half of his body was almost numb before confirming that he would not wake Xie Ning.
After closing the movie, he took Xie Ning back to his room, put on his pajamas, and wanted him to sleep more comfortably in bed.
When he left, Xie Ning was still pulling his clothes, as if he was out of his arms, feeling extremely uneasy.
Zhuang Yan sighed deeply again, rolled over onto the bed, and hugged the person in his arms.
Shane fell silent.
…
Xie Ning only felt that he had a very peaceful sleep.
There were no scenes that disgusted and frightened him, no backlogged memories of the past for many years, and no one was chattering in his ear.
He felt very quiet and peaceful.
It was like lying on the broad back of a blue whale, floating on the sea.
Looking up was the blue sky and floating white clouds, and seabirds flew over his head.
Occasionally, the waves lapped and rolled by, but he was safe and sound, not feeling the slightest bump.
Peaceful and reliable.
It seems that on this broad back, you can stay quietly until the end of the world.
When he was about to wake up, he rubbed on the pillow with great nostalgia, as if he didn't want to escape from the dream.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the blue whale doll beside the pillow.
The black bean-like eyes seemed to glow, causing Xie Ning to be in a trance.
When he went downstairs, Zhuang Yan had woken up one step ahead of him.
Xie Ning greeted a little embarrassedly: "Did I watch a movie yesterday... I fell asleep after watching it?"
Zhuang Yan glanced at him with a half-smile, "Yes."
Xie Ning laughed twice: "Then why... don't you wake me up?"
Zhuang Yan said, "I shouted, but I couldn't wake up."
Shaining blurted out: "Impossible."
Zhuang Yan just smiled meaningfully.
Shane was uncertain again.
He did seem to have slept so hard last night that he couldn't even remember how he got back to his room from the projection room.
It is estimated that I haven't slept well in the past few days, and this sleep is all made up.
Zhuang Yan beckoned him to sit down and have breakfast: "I really can't wake up, like Sleeping Beauty. In the end, I can't do anything. I want to try another method."
"What..." Xie Ning asked halfway through, remembering the plot of Sleeping Beauty he just mentioned, and immediately swallowed the following words.
However, Zhuang Yan still replied: "I want to see if I can wake you up with a kiss like in the fairy tale."
Xie Ning: "… "
He tried hard not to show his emotions like this, but the tips of his ears turned red uncontrollably.
Seeing Zhuang Yan's smile but not a smile, Xie Ning buried himself in his breakfast and decided to change the subject: "You brought me back to the room yesterday?"
"Yes." Zhuang Yan whispered, "I carried you up."
hugged...
Xie Ning's lips trembled and he was speechless.
How did you hold it
Should he be held on his shoulders like a sack, or should he be hugged horizontally with his waist buckled, or... a princess hug
Xie Ning swiped a few pictures in his mind, and the blush spread on his face little by little with the pictures.
You can't ask Zhuang Yan about this, let's not say whether he will tell the truth.
If he really asked, wouldn't he have sent himself up.
Just look at Zhuang Yan's temperament, if he doesn't make fun of him from head to toe, he won't be called Zhuang Yan!
Xie Ning cried out silently in his heart.
He didn't drink last night, how could he sleep so deeply, and he didn't even remember how he was picked up by someone.
He was struggling when Zhuang Yan saw that he didn't speak for a long time, then pointed to his clothes and said, "I also changed the pajamas."
Xie Ning: "… "
Needless to say, his face turned even redder.
Knowing that this person was about to start teasing him again, Xie Ning put down his chopsticks and decided to take it for the best.
"I-I'm done eating."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You only took so many bites?"
Xie Ning lowered his head and whispered, "I have a small appetite."
After he finished speaking, he left the dining table, and just took two steps when he heard Zhuang Yan say slowly behind his back, "It's fine if you don't eat breakfast, anyway, you have to eat lunch with me."
Xie Ning stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground.
He glared back at Zhuang Yan angrily, then without looking at his expression, he slipped back into the room. The first thing he did was change his pajamas.
It was cold in winter, and he was wearing thermal underwear, which was still the same as yesterday, and no one had touched it.
Zhuang Yan has always been aware of proportions, stepping on the bottom line when teasing him, and will not make any moves beyond it.
Xie Ning changed his clothes and inadvertently glanced in the mirror when he went out.
The face of the person in the mirror is ruddy, the brows and eyes are full of spring feelings that are not revealed, and the corners of the lips are slightly raised, and at first glance, they look like spring breeze.
Where can there be the haggardness of insomnia a few days ago.
Xie Ning couldn't help but reached out and touched his face, the cold touch stimulated him to shiver, and the person in the mirror also shivered.
Only then did he confirm that the person in the mirror was himself.
This is also... too rambunctious.
Xie Ning wanted to bury himself in the quilt again.
This morning, Zhuang Yan waited in the living room for a long time before finally waiting for Xie Ning, who was blushing and walked down slowly.
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.
He didn't say anything this morning.
How could Xie Ning set himself on fire
The author has something to say: Zhuang Zhuang: I have been upgraded to sleeping pills again.
Ning Ning: (brain tonic) (blush) (brain tonic) (blushed) (brain tonic) (blushing to the point of burning myself)