XNUM X night

Artists are lovers of nature.

I don't know if it's because I ran a little anxiously to see Sang Yintian, or the weather has started to be a little hot during this period, Ye Siran's palm is very hot, and he gently presses on the back of Sang Yintian's head, shaking his fingertips casually a few times. Next, playing with the little pull that Sang Yintian is holding on the back of his head.

"Run? Why do you want to run? The little white rabbit that I delivered to the door with great difficulty, I am not willing to throw away—" Sang Yintian laughed suddenly, and gently pressed Ye Siran's waist, his upper lip lightly touched his lower lip Lips, and finally the tip of the tongue slipped from between the teeth to the corner of the mouth.This appearance really looks like a cunning and wicked fox. "It's just... this is your school, what if others see it?"

Even so, Sang Yintian's chin rested on Ye Siran's shoulder and did not move.The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled light and shadows on them. The hot summer afternoon mixed with Sang Yin's unique moist breath makes Ye Siran feel a little uncomfortable.It couldn't be said that it was because of the high temperature outside, or that his heart was inexplicably burning again.

Fortunately, Ye Sizan brought a bottle of mineral water with him when he left the school gate, he unscrewed the cap, and took a few sips down.Cold water dripped into the palm of his hand, and Ye Sizan gently stroked the broken hair of Sang Yintian's temples, tidying it all up behind his ears.

"I see it when I see it. Why, I need to look at other people's eyes when I'm in love? Besides, my boyfriend is now a big star in the art world. I wish everyone in the world would know that he only has me, Ye Siran. Alone. In this life, in the next life, in the next life, in the next life... I am the only one." Ye Siran's arm finally left Sang Yintian's body, stretched his waist and stood up again, and straightened his hands He wrinkled his neckline, and looked down at the time again.

As far as winking is concerned, there really is such a person.Sang Yintian complained in his heart.But turning around and thinking about it carefully, it would be abnormal if Ye Wanlu didn't have this idea.If it were him, he might break Ye Siran's leg every minute.Not to mention falling in love with a man, even going out of the house is hard work.

"Uh..." Sang Yintian was overcompensated, with a look of grievance, and lowered his eyes to stare at Ye Siran's two straight and slender legs. "It's a pity to discount such beautiful legs..."

"What are you talking about?" Ye Siran stood there blankly and blinked several times.

"Ah, no...it's nothing." Sang Yintian raised his hand and scratched his neck, and smiled awkwardly, "Don't stand here, let's go to the auditorium of your college first, it's too hot outside, I feel It's going to be roasted. Oh yes, Siran...I want to eat ice cream." After speaking, Sang Yintian pouted deliberately, like a naughty child.

The old fox acted coquettishly, it could kill him.

"Not now, the art lecture is about to start. You are the protagonist today, so you can't be late." Ye Sizan took Sang Yintian's hand, and finally took out a black mask from his pocket, and stuffed it into his hand , "The principal defined today's art lecture as "the soul collision between painting and musical notes". I guess, not only students from the music school, but also many students from the Academy of Fine Arts are here to listen to the lecture.My brother just sent me a message saying that he will come to attend the lecture with his friends today. "

"Really?" Sang Yintian opened his mouth, but his mind was not here. "But I still want to eat ice cream..."

Is this person not nervous at all?A few days ago, when Ye Sizan was setting up the auditorium, he deliberately counted how many rows of seats there were at the bottom, and it could accommodate hundreds of people.Moreover, just thinking of facing so many unfamiliar faces made Ye Siran's chest feel a little stuffy and depressed.But Sang Yintian didn't seem to care, and his tone of speech was calm, as if doing something he was used to.

Ye Siran felt that her worries were suddenly superfluous.

He looked helpless and shrugged his shoulders.

"Hey, I'll take you to buy it after the lecture is over, okay?" Ye Siran's tone was very soft, which instantly reminded Sang Yintian of the night they met for the first time.

The bright moonlight that spreads on the sea and can't be touched, can't be taken for oneself.

"Ye Siran." Sang Yintian sighed suddenly, and threw the empty mineral water bottle into the recycling bin on the right.

"Huh?" While waiting for the green light, Ye Sizan turned his head.

"You... Do you treat me like a child now? Or do you think I'm acting like a baby to you?"

[Green light is on, pedestrians please pass one by one. 】

The indicator light not far away flashed a few times, and a mechanical female voice interrupted their conversation.

Ye Siran turned his head suddenly, and continued to hold Sang Yintian's hand as he walked across the sidewalk, without continuing to answer this dangerous question.

But judging from the ears that suddenly turned red, Sang Yintian felt that this kid was probably shy.

It takes 5 minutes to walk from the school gate to the tall building where the auditorium is located.Ye Siran deliberately took Sang Yintian along the path, just to hold his hand more.When they got downstairs, Ye Siran reluctantly let go of his hand.Because there were too many people in the corridor, Ye Siran pulled Sang Yintian to the side next to the wall to prevent him from bumping accidentally.

Especially those hands that can draw.It is said that people who have been exposed to rain like to hold umbrellas for others. Ye Siran thinks that this is not groundless. He really wants to hide Sang Yintian's hands in his pockets all the time.

There were too many people waiting for the elevator in the lobby on the 1st floor. Sang Yintian proposed to go up the stairs, but Ye Sizan did not refuse, as long as he could be with him, even if it took a long detour.Ye Siran nodded, grabbed the arm of the person beside her, and protected him against her chest in the crowd.

"Hey, isn't this Ye Siran who just transferred to our academy last week..."

"It is said that he is the younger brother of Ye Wanlu from the Ye Group."

"No wonder you can still transfer schools halfway. I said why the admission threshold of our college has become so low..."

Sang Yintian heard the discussion of several boys in the noise, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.He raised his head and wanted to turn around and refute back, but Ye Siran insisted on pushing him back to his chest.His voice trembled a little, and his eyelashes flickered several times.Even so, he suppressed the anger in his heart and squeezed Sang Yintian's fingers. "It doesn't matter."

"leaf……"

"I'm going to be a star in the future."

"Uh..." Sang Yintian felt a little distressed, but she still lowered her head after all, and followed Ye Siran to the stairwell of the side door.

This time, the surrounding area can be regarded as much more spacious.

Sang Yintian breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person relaxed.He tilted his head sideways as he walked forward.He wanted to ask too many questions, but seeing Ye Siran's absent-minded expression, he suddenly couldn't ask.Sang Yintian rubbed his eyes and smiled slightly. "By the way, you just said that your brother will also come to the lecture this afternoon?"

"Huh? Well, yes." Ye Siran was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that Sang Yintian would suddenly ask about Ye Wanlu.

"Hey, when did businessmen become so interested in art? And... didn't you say that your brother was always busy? Why do you feel like you can hear things about him every day?" Sang Yin Tian narrowed his eyes maliciously, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Ye Siran, you are being watched by your brother, right?! Are you still with me now? This way I will still have the chance to go to bars and nightclubs in the future ……"

Ye Siran's face was pulled down all of a sudden, it was so ugly.

"Uh..." As expected of someone who has learned to draw, his imagination is even richer than those variety show screenwriters.Ye Siran licked the seam of her lips and smiled.No matter what time it was, I was still thinking about clubbing in my mind. "That's right, if you dare to go to see other men behind my back, you will definitely be caught by my brother. Even if my brother is not free, you may also be caught by the bodyguards he placed next to you. "

Sang Yintian suddenly recalled that when he attended the art interview reception that day, there seemed to be a few tall men in black suits with sunglasses standing behind Ye Wanlu.At least it looks tough.

"You... really convinced, I hate rich second generations like you." Sang Yintian took it seriously, and he frowned.Not to mention that there are indeed many good-looking handsome guys in the nightclub, and even the special cocktails he likes, it seems that he will never have the chance to touch them in the future.I thought it would be an earth-shattering thing to quit smoking because of Ye Siran, but it turned out to be fine now, and I don't have to touch alcohol anymore.

Ye Siran stared at Sang Yintian's eyes that were gradually darkening, and finally couldn't help laughing while holding his belly.He leaned against the handrail of the stairs next to him, "Idiot, I'm kidding you, my brother is not that boring. The reason why he came to our college to listen to the lecture today is actually to find suitable candidates for variety shows."

"Variety show?" Sang Yintian was taken aback for a moment, "Isn't your brother a businessman? Since when did you get involved in the entertainment industry again?"

"He is cooperating with others, and he is going to take over the production of the next two episodes of the remake of "TOA Producer". I also checked it on the Internet. The guest who participated in the past, that Bai Yuxia, he participated in before, but at that time, there were some bad comments about him on the Internet, saying that he didn't understand art or business, which completely ruined this variety show."

"That's it." Sang Yintian blinked lightly.

"As for why my brother is willing to take over this, I guess he simply thinks it's a challenge, either to make money or lose money, and I don't bother to ask about the rest."

"But for variety shows, why don't you look for the current popular actor and actress or the young fresh meat who debuted in some boy group, that is so popular, why do you have to find amateurs who understand art?" This is very illogical.

"Do you think that the variety show named after the Ye Group needs to rely on the entertainment industry to attract popularity?" Ye Sizan raised her head, her eyes lit up. "What's more, this show is directly linked to art trends. There are indeed many people in the entertainment industry who understand trends, but how many people really understand art?"

It seems that there are not many.

Moreover, with the reputation and prestige of the Yip Group, not to mention signing a few contracts with popular stars in the entertainment industry, even if all the notification fees are waived, there are many people who want to squeeze their heads into this list.

Damn capitalism.Sang Yintian gave a soft "Oh" and stopped responding.

"However, my brother himself said that the reason why he invested in this project is because the proposal presents another brand-new approach. For example, the participants don't have to be from the entertainment industry, but they can also be people who understand An amateur in art, or a person with a special niche but with different views on art trends... In short, he just wants to try to see if he can turn this half-dead show into a new variety show that has never been seen in the entertainment industry." Ye Siran took out his phone from his trouser pocket to look at the time, and then grabbed Sang Yintian's hand, "I'll talk to you later when I'm free, it's too late, the lecture is 2 minutes away Let's start!"

Sang Yintian came back to his senses and felt the phone in his coat pocket vibrate non-stop.He didn't bother to look any further, he frowned and followed Ye Siran up the steps.

They met the principal of the conservatory at the backstage of the auditorium. They just greeted briefly, and Sang Yintian was taken to the waiting area on the right side of the stage by the staff.Behind the pure black curtain, Sang Yintian saw many figures.

Those present were not just a handful of scattered people, but hundreds or even thousands of people.Sang Yintian took a deep breath, and her heart beat faster and faster.

The light here is too dark, and several follow-spot lights are constantly moving around on the stage.If it weren't for the words "Art Lecture" written on the LED screen behind him, Sang Yintian really thought he was at the scene of some big music party.

It would be more appropriate if there is another song.

[Have you ever imagined that you are actually a bird——] A familiar voice suddenly came from the stereo speakers on both sides of the stage.

The owner of this voice is Ye Siran? !

【An artist is a lover of nature, so he is both a slave and a master of nature—】

Sang Yintian knew that this was a poem written by Tagore.It seems that Ye Siran did put in some effort to prepare for this surprise.

At this moment, the only light in the auditorium suddenly went out.The audience below the stage let out a burst of exclamation.Only then did Sang Yintian notice that his various short videos began to play on the LED electronic screen.There is a preview of the art interview, all the oil paintings he posted on Weibo, and the "Infinite Creation" series of illustrations that were uploaded to the Internet not long ago.Sang Yintian saw himself in the short video, wearing a white shirt, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his home, and then stretched out his hand to open the window to welcome the first ray of morning breeze in early summer.

And these short videos are like the "Girlfriend's Perspective" that was popular all over the Internet before.

Sang Yintian knew that all of these were taken by Ye Siran himself, recording every minute and every second of their time together.

So, this is the surprise that Ye Siran wanted to give him... Sang Yintian was stunned for a few seconds, and finally took out his phone from his pocket, and clicked on Ye Siran's WeChat chat box.

[I like this surprise very much. 】

All the video clips are extracted from Ye Siran's mobile phone, and now they are mixed with a large number of oil painting photos, accompanied by cheerful and pleasant light music.Under the clean and transparent filter, Sang Yintian smiled beautifully, and his whole body was shining.

In the gap between the black screens of the short film, Sang Yintian heard screams from the audience.Wave after wave, he was about to be overwhelmed.Sang Yintian couldn't help opening his eyes wide, wanting to look back.Helplessly, except for some staff members, there was no trace of Ye Siran in the backstage.

"Next, let's invite the super popular painter - Sang Yintian."

Sang Yintian took a deep breath, straightened up and walked to the middle of the stage.It was pitch black under the stage, and he couldn't see anything, but he knew that Ye Siran was sitting in a corner among the thousands.He suddenly chuckled and bowed deeply to the auditorium.

Long and sincere.

All the lights hit Sang Yintian instantly.

Before taking the stage, he had already thought of many ways to introduce himself to everyone, funny, humorous, or simply mentioned.But now, he wants to change to a solemn way.

"Let's get to know each other again." Sang Yintian stood up straight, and the opening of this paragraph seemed to be specifically for that person. "My name is Sang Yintian."

He finally stood up on this high platform.The smile on Ye Sizan's face could no longer be hidden, his eyes were a little sore, gradually covered with a hazy layer of water vapor.Fortunately, there were no lights in the auditorium, so no one noticed his strangeness.

The man he loves so much is shining brightly in the long river of art.