[Demining: Atypical Entertainment Circle Articles]
—Lu Yangzhi rented a studio on Chaoyang North Road. For many years, Shen Zhao often came to see him.
That day, Shen Zhao pushed the door open and walked in. The studio was filled with dust. Lu Yangzhi is not here. She found a seat by the window and sat down, set up the drawing board, squeezed the paint, dipped it in water, and started writing. What she painted was the locust tree outside the window. The locust flowers were in full bloom in April, clusters of white flowers. She used white boldly and piled it on so thickly that the petals seemed to bulge out of the canvas.
When Lu Yangzhi came back, she had already finished most of the painting.
He stood at the door and saw an extra person in his studio. He was wearing a white skirt, with bare feet on the floor. His hair was casually tied with a pencil, and a few strands of hair hung down by his ears. She was looking out the window sideways, her hand holding the paintbrush hanging in mid-air. In the afternoon sunlight, her side profile was almost transparent, and the tiny fuzz on her auricles could be seen.
"Who let you in?" He asked.
Shen Zhao turned his head and smiled, his eyes bright.
Like when you meet an acquaintance at the market, see an empty seat on the bus, or find the last piece of watermelon in the refrigerator.
"The door is unlocked," she said, with a confident joy in her voice, "and I brought you red bean paste buns." She pursed her lips toward the window sill.
Lu Yangzhi looked over and saw that there were indeed two red bean paste buns wrapped in oil paper. The oil on the outside of the paper bags had left a small circle of dark marks.
Lu Yang stopped laughing, but Yu Qinghuai smiled.
— /Shen Zhao/
A new artist has moved to Songzhuang. His luggage contains only a few pieces of clothing and only painting materials.
I heard that she is bright and lively, and dares to love and hate.
I heard she was chasing a photographer.
I heard that there was a woman who was jealous of her like crazy.
—Actor x Idol
I love you every moment of the play
I'm afraid of you every second of the show
Purpose: To live is to resist