Zero Degree of Love

There are two contradictory rumors circulating in key high schools: Lu Hu, the school magazine's ace female painter, can tame the entire rainy season with three drops of ink, and basketball captain Lin Wuyi's three-point ball hides the page number of the poetry collection. When Lu Hu sneaked into the equipment room to collect materials for the serial novel "Blue Sky Line", he ran into the most absurd reality sample - Lin Wuyi, who was always tearing pages or folding paper on the court, writing annotations on her unpublished illustrations. "Lin Qi shouldn't look into his lover's eyes when catching the ball," Lin Wuyi's pen tip poked the wrist bone of the man in the painting, "The prey will detect murderous intent from the reflection in the pupils." The faded safety rope around his wrist was wrapped around Lu Hu's school badge, like a carrier of some unfinished love letter. And Lu Hu finally recognized that the knotting method was exactly the same as the amulet he lost three years ago. In this two-way creative peek, Lu Hu's sketchbook became an encrypted diary: the curvature of Lin Wuyi's Adam's apple when he tilted his head to drink water was disassembled into seven storyboards, and the geometric symbols on the court tactical board coincided with the lines of the novel "Gong Jun". When Lin Wuyi painted the blue ink that Lu Hu knocked over as the background of the school anniversary stage, the ambiguity they fed together finally broke through the dimensional wall ——The contract that the protagonist of the novel tore up on a rainy night happened simultaneously on the damp mirror in the equipment room. "The body temperature you designed for Lin Qi is 36.2°C," Lin Wuyi wrote on the back of the monthly exam essay, "and the actual temperature when I am by your side is 36.8°C." When Lu Hu found this note on the mezzanine of the easel, the first solar rain of this summer was falling outside the window. She suddenly remembered that dusk pierced by seven-colored light spots. Lin Wuyi said that he broke the glass jar to hear the sound of the light falling to the ground. In this chemical reaction between literature and hormones, Lu Hu finally understood that the most dangerous creation is to depict the real heartbeat. When Lin Wuyi's safety rope wrapped around his paintbrush again, the unfinished "Blue Sky Line" faced the final question: Did they recreate the love on the page, or did love itself tamper with the direction of the story? Intention: Reconstruction through deconstruction, wrapping sincerity in joke