Tattoo

After staying together for a long time, Xiao Ke found that Zhou Gui was actually a very powerful person. He used to think that this person was very casual and had a cool life. He wanted to come and go. After more contact, I found that no one is so free and easy, this person is also very tired and very hard.

Although there is only one client per day, there is basically no small chart in Zhou Gui's hands, and sometimes he has to do it for more than half a month. You have to design the pictures at the back of the row for Lu Xiaobei and Xu Wen to go and touch the customer first. After that, they will pass. If the customer is not satisfied, they must make an appointment in the shop.

You still have to practice painting, you can't throw paintbrushes. You also have to design some additional pictures to fill the gallery. Some customers have no idea when they come. He needs to choose from the gallery. He also has to make time for fitness. It is not unreasonable that he is in good shape. Even if he doesn't go to the gym, he will have to exercise every night before going to bed. Sometimes Xiao Ke called him just to catch up with him in sports, breathing while talking in the middle of the night, sounding very sexy.

The shop was very busy some years ago. Aside from Zhou Sin, several tattoo artists basically schedule from morning to night, including Lu Xiaobei, who has no time to paint. Because many people only have time for the New Year, even if they are rushed back from other places, they ca n’t pass without overtime.

Xiao Ke took a notebook to look up the information and write a dissertation. Sometimes they couldn't say a word in the afternoon.

Zhou Gui came downstairs, Xiao Ke people were getting into the computer and did not see him.

Zhou Gui poured a glass of water and put it in Xiao Ke's hand, and touched his head, saying, "Stand up and move around, rest your eyes."

Xiao Ke was so attentive that he suddenly felt surprised to hear Zhou Gui talking. He looked up, Zhou Zhou was leaning at his desk and watching him.

"Thank you Teacher Zhou." Xiao smiled sharply and sipped. This is the cup of Zhou Sin. Now Xiao Xiao has no pressure to use. "Your picture is done?"

Zhou Gui smiled, "No, the little girl can't bear the pain anymore, she won't do it today."

"Then you have other customers today?" Xiao Ke asked him.

"One more," Zhou Xin looked at him, "what happened?"

"No, it depends on how tired you are recently." Xiao Ke held the cup in his hand, which was a little hot, and he tapped at the mouth of the cup gently.

Zhou Zhou was indifferent. He shook his head and said, "I am used to it.

"Well." Lu Xiaobei tattooed on the other side, hearing the conversation between them, "I'm more tired, Xiao Xiao, why don't you hurt me?"

"Who are you, I feel bad for?" Xiao laughed, "Can't figure out where I am?"

When he said this, he looked at the crime around Zhou. Zhou Zhou just leaned on the table and didn't respond, but his expression was relaxed, and he could see that the man was in a good mood.

"You can find it, you can feel the thief," Lu Xiaobei wore a mask and laughed twice. "When I use it, I will be long and short, and when people catch up, I won't feel bad."

Xiao Ke told him a few words, it was just foolishness. Zhou Gui stood next to Lu Xiaobei and looked at his picture. He pointed to the lines on his shoulder and said, "The line here doesn't need to be so shallow. The color is spread over a large area, otherwise the light can't be felt. Such a shallow line of fog is suppressed by the sweep of the line and blurred. "

Lu Xiaobei pondered it, and clicked on that part: "But I'm afraid the line is too heavy and it seems sharp, so I can't follow the color behind."

What I fear most about tattooing is that the lines are too thick and heavy, at first glance. Good tattoo lines and colors must be integrated into a whole. If the lines stand out solitary, then this tattoo work is a failure. Lu Xiaobei did not practice the thickness and strength of the lines when doing tattoos in the early days, and he is now very experienced.

Zhou Gui shook his head slightly and said to him, "The gradual sense of color is very important, but you can't just look at it. You can't hold it since you hook it, otherwise you shouldn't bring it. Wait a while Trace it once and make it 0.2 bolder. You can see the difference yourself and compare it. "

Lu Xiaobei looked at the picture and thought for a while, and nodded, "Okay, I'll try."

After Zhou Gui saw Lu Xiaobei, he went to the other two tattooists and looked at each other, and said a few words briefly. The other two tattoo artists have different identities from Lu Xiaobei. They are independent tattoo artists hanging here. They are not apprentices of last week's sin. Therefore, every time Zhou sin tells them a few words, they attach great importance to it. Very modest.

Xiao Ke watched Zhou Gui tell them pictures, light sensitivity, and gesture adjustment. Zhou Sin rarely said so much, Xiao Xiao felt that such Zhou Sin was fascinating. Of course, in his eyes, Zhou Sin is fascinating most of the time, but it is very tempting to talk about the fields he knows so carefully and professionally.

After he finished speaking, Xiao Ke asked him, "Why don't you lecture? I see those studios that Xiaobei Weibo interacts with often give lectures."

Zhou Gui smiled lightly, shook his head, and said, "Nothing to say."

"He?" Lu Xiaobei sneered, "I haven't said it. This is Daxian. I can thank him for keeping this shop open and giving lectures. Does he have that pursuit?"

Xiao Ke looked at Zhou Gui, who reluctantly spread his hand. Lu Xiaobei talked about his elder brother's daily life, Zhou Sin was accustomed to facing these utterances. Xiao Ke couldn't help but want to laugh, Lu Xiaobei said, "Ding hasn't pursued anything at all. If it weren't for the skill of my hands, I guess we would have starved to death. The competition is not going to go, the discussion is not going to discuss, the association please When he went to lecture, Mr. Zhou didn't even show up. We didn't have contact with the outside world. "

Lu Xiaobei stepped on the switch of the foot tattoo machine, turned off the motor machine on his hand, stood up to get a box of paint on the table next to him, kept his mouth on, stared at the crime of Zhou, and said, "Da Xianer , Steady Daxian, a worldly high man. Now any little man and little ghost can press him, holding a bunch of broken JB awards as if he is a great god, you were not there that day, a fool to take Zhang Fenglei Tu patted here to say we were imitating, imitating his grandma with a sledgehammer, and I almost twitched his face with his mouth to make him recognize what imitation was. "

Lu Xiaobei's mouth was vultured, and it seemed like a machine gun. Xiao Ke quickly compared to a gesture and said, "Okay, Brother Bei is angry."

"Too negative," Lu Xiaobei sat back on his chair, turned on the motor and went to work, while continuing to say, "You are too negative in your life. You have to go back to meet my brother Xiao. All the children are carrying the sun. Brother Xiao, hurry up. "

Although Lu Xiaobei had been guilty of Zhou's crime, Zhou's sin was not painful and itchy. He picked up a drawing at random and did not know whose half-finished drawing. He also took a pencil and made a few changes on it. Xiao Ke gently touched him with his elbow, Zhou Gui turned his head and looked at him, Xiao Ke blinked at him, pointed to Lu Xiaobei, and said with his mouth: "Physiological period?"

Zhou Gui smiled, tilted his head to Xiao Ke's side, and leaned closer to Xiao Ke's ear and whispered, "Here is a fire in his heart, let him say."

This distance is a bit too close, Zhou Qi finished his sentence Xiao Xiao half of his shoulders were crisp. He shrugged his shoulders unconsciously and froze his ears. Just kidding, Teacher Xiao is very sensitive.

Zhou Gui watched his reaction, stepped back and said softly, "Sorry."

"Shh." Xiao Ke smiled and shushed again. He raised his hands and rubbed his ears, looked at Zhou Sin and said, "Why are you sorry? No need, I'll find a chance to return it myself."

Zhou Xin just laughed and didn't speak, Xiao Xiao didn't talk too much.

Lu Xiaobei still murmured over there: "I don't know when you can be more cheerful, you are going to live yourself as an autistic patient. It's enough to have a paranoid in your life. Die yourself— "

"Xiaobei." Zhou Gui interrupted him suddenly with a loud voice.

For the first time, Xiao Ke heard the tone of Zhou Gui's speech, and he felt a little stunned. He looked at Lu Xiaobei. Lu Xiaobei also felt that he wasn't speaking right. Compared to the "OK" gesture, he stopped talking.

Xiao Ke looked at Zhou Gui again. Zhou Gui put down the drawing in his hand, stood there for a while, didn't want to talk, and then turned upstairs.

Xiao Ke sat back in his chair to look at the information, but he didn't see a word behind him.

Lu Xiaobei ’s motor is still buzzing. Xiao Qi suddenly remembered the handsome guy he met here last time. His look at Zhou Gui was very paranoid, and Zhou Gui had not mentioned anything about him. .

Xiao Ke leaned out of his chair and exhaled for a long time. After listening halfway, his appetite hung up, but no one spoke at the back. This feeling was really irritating.