MTL - Tattoo-Chapter 43

Chapter 43

The man offered to be a model for him, but Lu Xiaobei refused without thinking.

The little boy repeated it again: "I really can, you can't find a model, am I ready-made?"

Lu Xiaobei didn't lift his head, and wearing a mask could only see his hanging eyes: "It hurts you."

"I'm not afraid of pain, it's okay." The little boy sneered, bending his eyes.

Lu Xiaobei looked up at him and said lightly, "Don't tremble if you are not afraid of pain."

The little boy looked down at his leg and stopped talking.

The little boy is called Lin Cheng. He was just a freshman. He studied architectural design. He and Lu Xiao NATO used to make a rainbow flag today. It is patterned on the inner thigh to cover a scar left as a child.

Lu Xiaobei drew a fan. The color of the rainbow flag was on the fan. There were scattered stars around it. It looked very trendy and absolutely beautiful. Now that the fan hasn't cut the outside line, the child has sweats on his forehead. With Lu Xiaobei's needle dropping from time to time, the legs are pulled out from time to time. Very sensitive skin, the edge of the line will become red immediately. The complexion was so white and swollen that it looked a little scary.

Lin Cheng wore a pair of loose shorts, and his leg was rolled to the base of his leg. He watched Lu Xiaobei bow his head at the base of his leg, holding the machine to cut the line in one hand, and wipe the excess paint at any time with a cotton pad in one hand. Lin Cheng was standing with his two legs apart, one curled up and the other stretched out for tattoos by Lu Xiaobei.

This movement is very common for tattoo artists, there are many more awkward positions in more private parts, not much. However, it is still a bit confusing to customers, and I feel a little ambiguous.

After the edge line of the fan's outer ring was hooked, Lin Cheng took a piece of paper and wiped the sweat on his head, and whispered, "Brother, I want to take a break."

Lu Xiaobei happened to be changing the needle for fogging, slightly sideways his chin, and said, "Go."

Lin Cheng simply wanted to take a break and didn't want to do anything. It hurts so much. The pain has gone up several degrees compared to the previous wrist. He didn't change his posture, just closed his legs and watched Lu Xiaobei playing with the machine. After a while he smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Lu Xiaobei said "Yeah," and stepped on his feet to force the chair to move forward. He pulled off his mask before putting on the gloves, and said, "You can't bear the pain."

"Okay." Lin Cheng nodded, looking very obedient.

Whether it hurts more to hit the fog or to cut the secant, everyone says it differently. In fact, they all hurt, but one is sharper, and the other is less irritating, but the nerves are constantly squeezed, and some people feel particularly annoyed.

Lin Cheng may talk to Lu Xiaobei in order to distract his pain. He didn't speak very loudly, and because of the pain, his voice was unstable: "This picture looks good. What is my style?"

"No style," Lu Xiaobei answered him, "Just a little fresh, you can think of it as newschool, but not exactly."

Lin Cheng nodded and said with a smile, "It looks good."

When Lu Xiaobei was working, he still didn't like to talk. After Lin Cheng spoke, his answers were very short, and sometimes he couldn't return to focus on coloring.

Later, after the main body of the fan was finished, it was still the last sporadic fragments. When Lu Xiaobei changed the needle color, Lin Cheng suddenly raised his hand and touched Lu Xiaobei's black studs gently.

Lu Xiaobei made a move and raised his eyebrows at him.

Lin Cheng slipped his throat slightly, and realized that his movements were abrupt, and his hands retracted. He pulled his lips to make a far-fetched smile: "Brother ... this looks good."

Lu Xiaobei didn't move, stared at him all the time, and couldn't see the expression on his face when he stuck his mask on. He didn't know what he thought.

This look made people nervous, Lin Cheng's eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at him. He pressed his lips tightly and looked very uncomfortable. He couldn't stop laughing. As soon as he was about to say "Sorry", he heard Lu Xiaobei open his mouth.

He still looked the same, looking up at Lin Cheng side by side, getting a little closer, and said to him with a volume that only two people could hear: "Don't blindly juggle me."

This time Lin Cheng's face was completely red, and a big red face was made.

When Xiao Ke came over from work, this picture of Lin Cheng had just been finished. Lu Xiaobei took a towel and wiped off the foam on his leg. Ask him: "Satisfied? See if there is anything to fix."

"Satisfied, not repairing." Lin Cheng smiled and shook his head, "Thank you."

Lu Xiaobei nodded. The gloves and masks had been removed. He took up the machine and stood up. He removed the workbench and put a film on the place where he tattooed. Go back and paint, and make up some color later, and then make an appointment again. "

The other party nodded, and Lu Xiaobei sent him out. He bumped into his shoulder and greeted him when passing Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Keshun patted his arm, walked to Zhou Sin, and said with a smile, "Good evening Teacher Zhou."

Zhou Gui looked up and smiled at him: "I'm almost done, you sit for a while."

"Well, don't worry," Xiao Ke said, "I think about what to eat at night."

Zhou said "good".

Xiao Ke didn't want to come here today. Zhou is busy and he is also busy. When he comes over, he will still disrupt the life rhythm of Zhou. But he will get worse tomorrow. It will take three or four days to go out, and maybe even longer, he will come over.

Xiao Qi said at night that he was on a business trip for a few days, and Zhou Xin asked, "Where?"

"Go to Shanghai," Xiao Ke said on the sofa, eyes closed, "exchange meeting."

Zhou sin "um", and asked him, "Is everything finished?"

"Well, get on the car." Xiao Ke sighed. "I can't see you in the next few days. Teacher Zhou remembers to call me."

Zhou Gui rubbed his forehead and said, "I can't forget it."

This is sure to be forgotten. If the two are not together, they will make a phone call every night before going to bed and say something casually. Sometimes, even Zhou Zhou did not hang up for sports. Xiao Ke liked to listen.

This exchange meeting was not small. Several universities jointly organized it. Xiao Ke's school went to a total of seven people, and the dean also went. It was originally scheduled for three or four days, but I did not expect to be invited to Xiamen on the way, and it was a week later to return to Shanghai.

It was very exhausting to toss down, and Xiao Qi was a bit tired to lie to Zhou Sin in the hotel bed at night.

Zhou Gui said on the phone: "Get off early and be back soon."

Xiao Ke was on the phone while a colleague was taking a bath. He lived with his colleague. Then the voice was a little low, and he hummed twice with his voice, and behaved poorly with his boyfriend.

Zhou Sin was very fond of this set, and his heart was very soft immediately. He smiled and said, "Wait for you."

"Okay," Xiao Ke sighed on the phone and sighed again. "Go to see my mentor tomorrow, and I'll probably scold me again."

Zhou Sin didn't say anything, Xiao Xiao didn't need him to say anything, so Zhou Sin just listened. Xiao Ke thought of what to say, until his colleague came out of the bath, Xiao Ke said, "Then I'll take a bath, you go to bed earlier."

"Well, wait for you." Zhou Gui didn't hang up after speaking, and whispered after a few seconds, "you hang up."

Xiao Ke knew that this man was actually reluctant to hang up and didn't say anything, but he thought of him.

So after Xiao Ke took a bath, he gave Zhou Gui a kiss and coaxed his teacher Zhou.

Lu Xiaobei was also in Shanghai. He heard that Xiao Ke would not return to work when he came back. The show had two days to go. He returned with the model and had to take the same flight with Xiao Ke. Anyway, he had been there for the first three days, and there weren't many people in the back, so I should have seen it.

Lu Xiaobei didn't bring his own work. He simply played for Zhou Gui and made a chair to play with his mobile phone in the studio of Zhou Gui. Some people come and talk without saying a word or responding, and anyone who does n’t know will ignore it. Only when asked if he was a sinner would he answer: "I am not, I am his apprentice."

Tao Xiaodong really can toss, filled Zhou's stuff, invited Zhou Zi to the tattooed model, and smashed a lot of money into it. The exhibitions are held every year. The group of people who are really powerful are actually familiar to everyone and have seen it. It is nothing more than to see if there are any new pictures this year. But Zhou's crime was different. He was serious about exhibiting for the first time, and he was still at the center of the venue, next to the organizer.

In fact, Zhou Sin did not prepare for this at all. The pictures are those that are usually printed, and they are displayed at random, and I do not show up at all.

But that's enough.

Zhou Zhou had a tattooed back and was a tiger. The surrounding background is not mentioned, and the tiger's tattoo artist came to see it. That was the finest work Zhou Shou did last year. When the lines should be rough and free, they should be arrogant and arrogant. Even the delicate fur can be seen clearly. The tiger bowed his head arrogantly, the tiger's head and his teeth became fierce, and a pair of tiger eyes buckled on the human skin seemed to be alive.

The old traditional tone is too clear to understand, both the mood and the technique are top-level, the simple color blocks on the edges and the fog are domineering.

This one ’s full-blown crime was done for more than 200 hours. It ’s also because the customer ’s brother is really not bad at money. The package price that he talked about directly is one million yuan. It can be removed in such a fine way without charging at the current price. Otherwise, the big picture is usually not so detailed. After all, you are running money every hour. The client doesn't need you to make it so detailed. Zhou Sin will not design this style.

The difference between the pictures specially prepared for the exhibits and the pictures that are usually made to customers is here. Without the style and theme, the detail is much worse.

In addition to this picture, there are a half-lion lion, a mechanical leg and a robotic arm, a calf elephant god, an alien totem beast, and a full-back landscape picture. These are unique styles that can be seen at a glance. There are also some more common styles, such as European and American black and gray and Japanese old traditions, which are all placed inside.

This year's exhibition of the crime of the week was born, which is the biggest surprise the organizer has given the industry. Most of the other booths are team exhibits, and some are shocking, but that is the result of the entire team. Everyone has their own preferences and can do their best in the areas they are good at.

Only Zhou Sin was holding a museum by himself. He came in all styles, was good at it, and was top-notch.

There are still some people in China who know Zhou Zhou's crimes. After all, Lu Xiaobei's Weibo, which is usually taken care of by tens of thousands of fans, has attracted a lot of attention from tattoo artists in the industry. But international friends really don't know it at all and have never heard of this person. Domestic tattoos started late, and they have been imitating the styles of other countries. They have no independent things of their own. In terms of tattoos, foreign tattoo artists actually look down on domestic tattoo circles more or less and feel that their level is not enough.

The thing of Zhou Sin was completely calm next to the organizer, it was very supportive, and he had a long face. Niubi's international masters have all seen it, and he did not hide his appreciation.

Lu Xiaobei first brought a box of business cards with meaning, but after a while, he lost his hair and was too lazy to print it again. The force is very high, disdain for more communication and contact. My elder brother never wanted to be famous. All the olive branches for communication were useless. We didn't want to develop, we didn't want to make a lot of money, and we didn't want to become famous. I'm here for Tao Xiaodong's face, to see if he really got angry and saved the scene.

Before that, Lu Xiaobei was anxious for Zhou Zhou at home, seeing that he was so annoyed and unwilling to be reconciled. But it really came out and I think that's the way it is. Looking at the big groups at the show, the leader is posing as a big brother. In fact, we have to meet and meet everywhere, lead one hundred and eighty apprentices. I did n’t have to learn anything after I collected 18 million. Live a very weak and tired. Zhou Sin is not suitable for living that way, and it is really unnecessary.

So Lu Xiaobei lifted his **** and left, going to go home with his brother Xiao.

When the two met at the airport, they felt each other thin. Xiao Ke touched Lu Xiaobei's bald head very well, and asked him, "How do you feel?"

Lu Xiaobei shook his head and said with a stun, "Few people can see it. It's too garbage. It's so **** damned. I won't come again."

Xiao Ke smiled and said, "It's hard."

When they checked in, the two picked a seat next to each other. After boarding, Lu Xiaobei's face was not good-looking, his lips were a little pale, and he sat next to Xiao Ke and said to him, "You should never come to this kind of exhibition. Brother Xiao. Really, I vomited three times on the first day of tattooing, no exaggeration. This is more scary than a masquerade. Cosplay is too gentle to compare with this.

Tattoo exhibitions are naturally full of tattoos, and there are all kinds of tattoos. When this stuff is squeezed into the eyes one by one, it really can cause physical discomfort. Lu Xiaobei and the model he brought over vomited several turns, and his face turned yellow.

A tattoo enthusiast was covered from head to heel, and even the entire head was lined with zombies, with his mouth all the way to the ears. When this man came over, Lu Xiaobei couldn't hold back and retched for a few times. For the first time in his life, he had a fear of tattoos, and he would faint once more.

Xiao Ke listened to him and wanted to laugh, and comforted him a few words, then said: "There is no way, you have to accept these in the industry, but fortunately your Master is indifferent to fame and wealth, and can experience less."

"Well, I guess this is the last time." Lu Xiaobei leaned on the back of the chair, looking weak, and told Xiao Ke, "I don't worry about it, to be honest, Brother Xiao, my brother will never Will participate in these. "

Xiao Ke just said, "I know," Lu Xiaobei continued, "He doesn't mix circles, but Tang Yaning is mixed circles. The old people in the circle know him and know him. I heard this time Many people mentioned this name, and incidentally talked about the rumors that were out of reach. One hundred years later, they can now come out and say that the worship and jealousy of Zhou Sin ’s ability has led them to grasp With a period of history, it seems that with one's mouth, the ability of others can be lowered. "

Suddenly hearing this name, Xiao paused for a moment, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Lu Xiaobei placed his disdain on his face, sneered, closed his eyes and said, "I really want my elder brother to be a fairy forever, and it ’s good to get rid of mortals and become a god. I do n’t know what was made in my last life. It's so bad that he got so personal, he's just rubbish. "

Xiao Ke also closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair for a while, and then he ripped the corners of his mouth and told Lu Xiaobei: "Even if he doesn't have the character of Zhou sin, it's fine. Forget it, the dead are respectful, no Too much talk. "

Lu Xiaobei said: "I'm never afraid of whoever I respect. Every time I mention it, he is really rubbish. Everyone has to take responsibility for his own life. You make yourself a waste, why do you want others? Burden my life. From the moment he died to the moment my elder brother lives under his cloud, I think it is disgusting. "

He opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Ke, frowning and asked him: "Brother Xiao, in fact, I have never dared to ask you, nor did I find a chance. Since I mentioned it, I want to ask ... Are you and my brother? Sleeping in a bed? "