I want to drag you into hell, but I worship you like a god
"Lin Qingye!"
"—Acacia Band, Lin Qingye."
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
Xu Zhinan's black eyelashes fluttered twice: "Ah?"
Xu Zhinan returned to her seat and continued to draw a tattoo for a customer who had contacted her on WeChat. She waited until she had finished laughing before asking, "Why did you come to my shop?"
“Tattoo.”
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
The plum rain in June made the whole city stuffy and gloomy. The ground was wet as soon as the rain stopped.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
Zhao Qian and Xu Zhinan are roommates and are now juniors. According to Zhao Qian, this big guy is a year younger than them and has been pursuing Xu Zhinan for a year.
The other one is Lin Qingye.
"Forget it." Zhao Qian quickly denied herself, "In this case, we should just get some free sex to feast our eyes on. If we are really targeted by someone like Lin Qingye, I guess we won't even have any bones left."
Suddenly, the young man under the beam of light seemed to have noticed something and looked straight at her.
"The body and hair are given by parents, and we should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety."
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
"… "
The girl's voice was soft and clear, the ends of her eyes extended and slightly upturned, inexplicably alluring.
There are two legendary figures in Pingchuan University.
The girl sitting at the table said in a quiet voice, "I suggest you reconsider this tattoo. You will regret it later."
Xu Zhinan returned to her seat and continued to draw a tattoo for a customer who had contacted her on WeChat. She waited until she had finished laughing before asking, "Why did you come to my shop?"
He coughed lightly, the microphone made some noise, and then a cold male voice came through the microphone.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
"Lin Qingye!"
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
Xu Zhinan returned to her seat and continued to draw a tattoo for a customer who had contacted her on WeChat. She waited until she had finished laughing before asking, "Why did you come to my shop?"
This tattoo shop, located opposite Pingchuan University, is visited by many college students every day.
"Forget it." Zhao Qian quickly denied herself, "In this case, we should just get some free sex to feast our eyes on. If we are really targeted by someone like Lin Qingye, I guess we won't even have any bones left."
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the drink back and pretended to be calm as he took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. However, his throat became burnt again, and he covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
There are two legendary figures in Pingchuan University.
However, most people’s purpose is not to get tattoos, but to get to know the owner of this tattoo shop—Xu Zhinan.
The boy was a sports student with well-developed muscles. He listened to her words "our body and hair are given by our parents" as if they were a spell. He laughed and sat sideways opposite her, looking nonchalant.
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
Another customer who came here to pick up girls under the pretext of getting a tattoo.
Xu Zhinan remained expressionless, stood up and poured himself a glass of water, then walked back to the wooden table: "I won't give you this tattoo, if you really want it, go find another shop."
"She is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. She stays in the library every day and won't come out."
There were only two words "Tattoo" written on the wooden sign at the door of the tattoo shop, but no shop name. There were dozens of empty wine bottles lined up along the brick wall outside, all with English symbols on them.
But these two legends are not at the same level at all. Lin Qingye is the real legend of Pingchuan University.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
Xu Zhinan tugged at Zhao Qian's clothes and said, "It's quite late, let's go back to the dormitory."
The main color scheme in the store is dark, with gray, white and black. There are many totems of flying dragons and phoenixes painted on the walls, a CD wall, and a sofa bed with some messy things on it. On the shelf next to the work table are some tattoo pigments, sealed coil-type rotary tattoo machines, and several very thick books.
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
"I heard that Lin Qingye will be there tonight. There have been rumors recently that his band is going to disband. He will graduate from his senior year soon, and I heard that he wants to enter the entertainment industry."
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
"Lin Qingye!"
"—Acacia Band, Lin Qingye."
They arrived early, and there were not many people in the bar. Soothing light music was playing, and the two of them chose a corner seat with a good view of the stage.
No extra decoration, wild and flamboyant, very masculine decoration.
You can hear the roaring sound inside when you walk outside the bar.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
"The body and hair are given by parents, and we should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety."
This phone is the channel connecting these two worlds.
But the owner doesn't fit in with the environment of the store.
"She is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. She stays in the library every day and won't come out."
Xu Zhinan’s heart was pounding.
But these two legends are not at the same level at all. Lin Qingye is the real legend of Pingchuan University.
"The body and hair are given by parents, and we should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety."
She was good-looking, with delicate features under the light. Her temperament was different from most girls here. In a short while, she had already rejected several men who came to chat with her.
The main color scheme in the store is dark, with gray, white and black. There are many totems of flying dragons and phoenixes painted on the walls, a CD wall, and a sofa bed with some messy things on it. On the shelf next to the work table are some tattoo pigments, sealed coil-type rotary tattoo machines, and several very thick books.
As the prelude sounded, he set up his guitar and tapped his toes to the rhythm. A beautiful melody came out softly from his throat, clear and clean, yet with a kind of resilience.
Xu Zhinan curled up on the sofa and raised his hand to gently rub his ear.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
She has a high ponytail, a small face, a pair of clear deer eyes, and fair skin. She is wearing a simple cotton dress, which reveals her graceful and neat neckline and a pair of straight and slender long legs.
The dazzling laser lights swept back and forth in the bar, stirring up everyone's emotions in turn.
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"… "
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
The bartender glanced at Xu Zhinan twice and handed over the drink list.
There was a piece of paper in front of her, which contained the content that the boy opposite her had brought and wanted her to tattoo on his shoulder.
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the drink back and pretended to be calm as he took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. However, his throat became burnt again, and he covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
She was good-looking, with delicate features under the light. Her temperament was different from most girls here. In a short while, she had already rejected several men who came to chat with her.
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
"She is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. She stays in the library every day and won't come out."
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
The content was very simple, it was her name—Xu Zhinan.
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"Nothing." Xu Zhinan shook his head, "Let's go."
Xu Zhinan sat in the corner, following everyone's gaze and looking over there.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
"Okay, I'm going to the bathroom first."
Xu Zhinan remained expressionless, stood up and poured himself a glass of water, then walked back to the wooden table: "I won't give you this tattoo, if you really want it, go find another shop."
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
The font is beautiful.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
The content was very simple, it was her name—Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan tugged at Zhao Qian's clothes and said, "It's quite late, let's go back to the dormitory."
The font is beautiful.
The wind chimes at the door of the tattoo shop rang again and again. As soon as the boy left, a girl came in.
Another customer who came here to pick up girls under the pretext of getting a tattoo.
Xu Zhinan curled up on the sofa and raised his hand to gently rub his ear.
Zhao Qian came over after using the toilet: "What's wrong?"
The content was very simple, it was her name—Xu Zhinan.
One is Xu Zhinan, who relied on her face to win the title of "Light of Pingchuan" as the school beauty. She majored in art design, and because of her extremely pure face, she opened a tattoo shop outside the school, which added a bit of legendary color to her.
The boy was a sports student with well-developed muscles. He listened to her words "our body and hair are given by our parents" as if they were a spell. He laughed and sat sideways opposite her, looking nonchalant.
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
"Nothing." Xu Zhinan shook his head, "Let's go."
Zhao Qian slapped the sofa heavily. "A legendary figure like him, once he becomes famous in the entertainment industry, you won't be able to meet him anymore! This is a rare opportunity!"
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
"Hey, I'm really serious. How can I not do business if it comes to my door?"
The dazzling laser lights swept back and forth in the bar, stirring up everyone's emotions in turn.
Zhao Qian was not at all restrained. She got herself a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, gulped down half of it, and let out a comfortable "Ha".
Xu Zhinan curled up on the sofa and raised his hand to gently rub his ear.
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
I don’t know if it was because of the sound of the music or what.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
The bartender smiled: "It can't be wrong."
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
The girl's voice was soft and clear, the ends of her eyes extended and slightly upturned, inexplicably alluring.
The screams lasted for more than ten seconds before they died down a little. The young man on the stage added the last three words: "Good evening."
"I have nothing to do."
"Lin Qingye!"
No extra decoration, wild and flamboyant, very masculine decoration.
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
The font is beautiful.
Zhao Qian slapped the sofa heavily. "A legendary figure like him, once he becomes famous in the entertainment industry, you won't be able to meet him anymore! This is a rare opportunity!"
It's already dark outside.
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
Another customer who came here to pick up girls under the pretext of getting a tattoo.
"… "
The plum rain in June made the whole city stuffy and gloomy. The ground was wet as soon as the rain stopped.
“Ahh! So handsome, so handsome!” Zhao Qian appeared out of nowhere, screaming and sighing as she sat back next to Xu Zhinan, “Really! As long as Lin Qingye is in Pingda, all the boys in the school will be eclipsed!!”
"Hey, I'm really serious. How can I not do business if it comes to my door?"
I want to drag you into hell, but I worship you like a god
The dazzling laser lights swept back and forth in the bar, stirring up everyone's emotions in turn.
Xu Zhinan finally saw his face through the gaps between the shaking arms.
The dazzling laser lights swept back and forth in the bar, stirring up everyone's emotions in turn.
Zhao Qian and Xu Zhinan are roommates and are now juniors. According to Zhao Qian, this big guy is a year younger than them and has been pursuing Xu Zhinan for a year.
"Senior, I really like you, and this tattoo is my love for you!" He was passionate and moved by himself.
Fortunately, this bar is formal and they won’t bother me any further after I’ve been rejected.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
I don’t know if it was because of the sound of the music or what.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, with a few stars hanging in the sky. The nightlife in the bar behind me officially began. The inside and outside of the bar seemed like two different worlds.
Zhao Qian exclaimed, "Wow!" and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, it looks silly, but it's quite powerful when it's done."
He looks very bad.
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
Xu Zhinan remained expressionless, stood up and poured himself a glass of water, then walked back to the wooden table: "I won't give you this tattoo, if you really want it, go find another shop."
"We are already juniors, Nan!" She downed the last sip of wine and squinted her eyes, "Really not going?"
Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows: "Tattoo?"
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
What this means is that it doesn’t matter whether you want to get a tattoo or not, I won’t give it to you anyway.
She was so excited that she couldn't stop talking: "Oh my god, An Nan, pick him up! We are all from Pingda, so we should keep the wealth within the family!"
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
It's simply callous.
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
The wind chimes at the door of the tattoo shop rang again and again. As soon as the boy left, a girl came in.
But she has such a well-behaved and innocent face that makes people unable to get angry at all, like a dud.
But these two legends are not at the same level at all. Lin Qingye is the real legend of Pingchuan University.
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Cold white skin, black hair, now glowing blue under the beam of light, looks cool yet cool and bad.
"Senior, I really like you, and this tattoo is my love for you!" He was passionate and moved by himself.
The boy walked away feeling frustrated.
Xu Zhinan returned to her seat and continued to draw a tattoo for a customer who had contacted her on WeChat. She waited until she had finished laughing before asking, "Why did you come to my shop?"
"The body and hair are given by parents, and we should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety."
But the owner doesn't fit in with the environment of the store.
…
The font is beautiful.
"Look at you, you looked so handsome when you had tattoos on other people's bodies, but now you're so well behaved."
The wind chimes at the door of the tattoo shop rang again and again. As soon as the boy left, a girl came in.
As the prelude sounded, he set up his guitar and tapped his toes to the rhythm. A beautiful melody came out softly from his throat, clear and clean, yet with a kind of resilience.
"We are already juniors, Nan!" She downed the last sip of wine and squinted her eyes, "Really not going?"
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
However, most people’s purpose is not to get tattoos, but to get to know the owner of this tattoo shop—Xu Zhinan.
Cold white skin, black hair, now glowing blue under the beam of light, looks cool yet cool and bad.
He has single eyelids, sharp edges, deep brow bones, a prominent Adam's apple, and a section of collarbone showing from the shirt collar.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
She has a high ponytail, a small face, a pair of clear deer eyes, and fair skin. She is wearing a simple cotton dress, which reveals her graceful and neat neckline and a pair of straight and slender long legs.
The two lines of sight passed over the people in the middle and met in the air.
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
The boy walked away feeling frustrated.
Zhao Qian and Xu Zhinan are roommates and are now juniors. According to Zhao Qian, this big guy is a year younger than them and has been pursuing Xu Zhinan for a year.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
"Lin Qingye!"
It's already dark outside.
It's already dark outside.
This tattoo shop, located opposite Pingchuan University, is visited by many college students every day.
As the prelude sounded, he set up his guitar and tapped his toes to the rhythm. A beautiful melody came out softly from his throat, clear and clean, yet with a kind of resilience.
“Tattoo.”
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
Xu Zhinan remained expressionless, stood up and poured himself a glass of water, then walked back to the wooden table: "I won't give you this tattoo, if you really want it, go find another shop."
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
Zhao Qian took her hand and said coquettishly: "Go ahead, come on, stay with me."
Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows: "Tattoo?"
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
He coughed lightly, the microphone made some noise, and then a cold male voice came through the microphone.
Xu Zhinan’s heart was pounding.
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
"Forget it." Zhao Qian quickly denied herself, "In this case, we should just get some free sex to feast our eyes on. If we are really targeted by someone like Lin Qingye, I guess we won't even have any bones left."
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the drink back and pretended to be calm as he took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. However, his throat became burnt again, and he covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
"No." Xu Zhinan felt tired, "He wants to tattoo my name."
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
Still cold, as if it were just a routine matter.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
Gradually entering the state of night life.
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
Zhao Qian exclaimed, "Wow!" and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, it looks silly, but it's quite powerful when it's done."
"I have nothing to do."
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
Fortunately, this bar is formal and they won’t bother me any further after I’ve been rejected.
The font is beautiful.
"No." Xu Zhinan felt tired, "He wants to tattoo my name."
The bartender glanced at Xu Zhinan twice and handed over the drink list.
Xu Zhinan couldn't help but patted her: "Your operation is also very stupid."
Zhao Qian exclaimed, "Wow!" and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, it looks silly, but it's quite powerful when it's done."
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
"Senior, I really like you, and this tattoo is my love for you!" He was passionate and moved by himself.
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
"Then... who paid for us?"
She has a high ponytail, a small face, a pair of clear deer eyes, and fair skin. She is wearing a simple cotton dress, which reveals her graceful and neat neckline and a pair of straight and slender long legs.
Xu Zhinan returned to her seat and continued to draw a tattoo for a customer who had contacted her on WeChat. She waited until she had finished laughing before asking, "Why did you come to my shop?"
"Lin Qingye!"
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
"Look at you, you looked so handsome when you had tattoos on other people's bodies, but now you're so well behaved."
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
"I have nothing to do."
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
But she has such a well-behaved and innocent face that makes people unable to get angry at all, like a dud.
Suddenly, the young man under the beam of light seemed to have noticed something and looked straight at her.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
"… "
Xu Zhinan’s heart was pounding.
After a small climax in the middle of the song, Lin Qingye stood on the stage with his arms outstretched and his chin raised. The lights shone down on him. He smiled in a cheeky way and enjoyed the cheers and screams from the audience with a clear conscience.
Zhao Qian was not at all restrained. She got herself a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, gulped down half of it, and let out a comfortable "Ha".
The girl sitting at the table said in a quiet voice, "I suggest you reconsider this tattoo. You will regret it later."
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
Zhao Qian was not at all restrained. She got herself a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, gulped down half of it, and let out a comfortable "Ha".
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
"By the way, do you want to go to the bar tonight?"
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
"Okay, I'm going to the bathroom first."
"Nothing." Xu Zhinan shook his head, "Let's go."
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
Xu Zhinan agreed.
"I heard that Lin Qingye will be there tonight. There have been rumors recently that his band is going to disband. He will graduate from his senior year soon, and I heard that he wants to enter the entertainment industry."
Xu Zhinan finally saw his face through the gaps between the shaking arms.
The girl sitting at the table said in a quiet voice, "I suggest you reconsider this tattoo. You will regret it later."
But the owner doesn't fit in with the environment of the store.
The other one is Lin Qingye.
Zhao Qian slapped the sofa heavily. "A legendary figure like him, once he becomes famous in the entertainment industry, you won't be able to meet him anymore! This is a rare opportunity!"
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
"Nothing." Xu Zhinan shook his head, "Let's go."
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
Cold white skin, black hair, now glowing blue under the beam of light, looks cool yet cool and bad.
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
Suddenly, the bar that had just been occupied by music was ignited again by loud screams and cheers. The group of beautiful girls raised their arms and shook them hard, looking towards the stage.
As the prelude sounded, he set up his guitar and tapped his toes to the rhythm. A beautiful melody came out softly from his throat, clear and clean, yet with a kind of resilience.
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xu Zhinan returned to her seat and continued to draw a tattoo for a customer who had contacted her on WeChat. She waited until she had finished laughing before asking, "Why did you come to my shop?"
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
The other one is Lin Qingye.
He coughed lightly, the microphone made some noise, and then a cold male voice came through the microphone.
"—Acacia Band, Lin Qingye."
It's simply callous.
Zhao Qian took her hand and said coquettishly: "Go ahead, come on, stay with me."
"Lin Qingye!"
Gradually entering the state of night life.
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
Cold white skin, black hair, now glowing blue under the beam of light, looks cool yet cool and bad.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
You can hear the roaring sound inside when you walk outside the bar.
"By the way, do you want to go to the bar tonight?"
"She is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. She stays in the library every day and won't come out."
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
"We are already juniors, Nan!" She downed the last sip of wine and squinted her eyes, "Really not going?"
The girl's voice was soft and clear, the ends of her eyes extended and slightly upturned, inexplicably alluring.
The plum rain in June made the whole city stuffy and gloomy. The ground was wet as soon as the rain stopped.
Xu Zhinan agreed.
"Hey, I'm really serious. How can I not do business if it comes to my door?"
The girl sitting at the table said in a quiet voice, "I suggest you reconsider this tattoo. You will regret it later."
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows: "Tattoo?"
She was so excited that she couldn't stop talking: "Oh my god, An Nan, pick him up! We are all from Pingda, so we should keep the wealth within the family!"
There are two legendary figures in Pingchuan University.
The boy walked away feeling frustrated.
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
The other one is Lin Qingye.
The bartender glanced at Xu Zhinan twice and handed over the drink list.
"Then... who paid for us?"
As time passed, more and more people came into the bar, and even the lights and music changed. Dazzling laser spotlights shone from high above, the music was deafening, and the drum beats vibrated against my chest.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
After saying this, Zhao Qian happily walked into the crowded dance floor in her high heels. Soon Xu Zhinan couldn't find her.
One is Xu Zhinan, who relied on her face to win the title of "Light of Pingchuan" as the school beauty. She majored in art design, and because of her extremely pure face, she opened a tattoo shop outside the school, which added a bit of legendary color to her.
After saying this, Zhao Qian happily walked into the crowded dance floor in her high heels. Soon Xu Zhinan couldn't find her.
Xu Zhinan agreed.
It's simply callous.
The other one is Lin Qingye.
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
Zhao Qian was not at all restrained. She got herself a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, gulped down half of it, and let out a comfortable "Ha".
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows: "Tattoo?"
But these two legends are not at the same level at all. Lin Qingye is the real legend of Pingchuan University.
"—Acacia Band, Lin Qingye."
No extra decoration, wild and flamboyant, very masculine decoration.
"Senior, I really like you, and this tattoo is my love for you!" He was passionate and moved by himself.
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
As time passed, more and more people came into the bar, and even the lights and music changed. Dazzling laser spotlights shone from high above, the music was deafening, and the drum beats vibrated against my chest.
He formed a band at the age of 16 and won the Golden Melody Award at the age of 18, but he had no intention of entering the entertainment industry and has always been a resident singer in bars. However, he still has a large number of fans who cannot be stopped.
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
The other one is Lin Qingye.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
The two lines of sight passed over the people in the middle and met in the air.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
Zhao Qian took her hand and said coquettishly: "Go ahead, come on, stay with me."
But these two legends are not at the same level at all. Lin Qingye is the real legend of Pingchuan University.
Xu Zhinan returned to her seat and continued to draw a tattoo for a customer who had contacted her on WeChat. She waited until she had finished laughing before asking, "Why did you come to my shop?"
The plum rain in June made the whole city stuffy and gloomy. The ground was wet as soon as the rain stopped.
Xu Zhinan couldn't help but patted her: "Your operation is also very stupid."
The screams lasted for more than ten seconds before they died down a little. The young man on the stage added the last three words: "Good evening."
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
"The body and hair are given by parents, and we should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety."
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
It's already dark outside.
The boy was a sports student with well-developed muscles. He listened to her words "our body and hair are given by our parents" as if they were a spell. He laughed and sat sideways opposite her, looking nonchalant.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
They arrived early, and there were not many people in the bar. Soothing light music was playing, and the two of them chose a corner seat with a good view of the stage.
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
"Forget it." Zhao Qian quickly denied herself, "In this case, we should just get some free sex to feast our eyes on. If we are really targeted by someone like Lin Qingye, I guess we won't even have any bones left."
"Lin Qingye!"
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
But she has such a well-behaved and innocent face that makes people unable to get angry at all, like a dud.
Xu Zhinan sat in the corner, following everyone's gaze and looking over there.
They arrived early, and there were not many people in the bar. Soothing light music was playing, and the two of them chose a corner seat with a good view of the stage.
Xu Zhinan sat in the corner, following everyone's gaze and looking over there.
"Come on, come on! Let's go dance!" Zhao Qian jumped up on the spot. She got excited when she heard the music and raised her slender arms straight above her head.
Xu Zhinan tugged at Zhao Qian's clothes and said, "It's quite late, let's go back to the dormitory."
"Senior, I really like you, and this tattoo is my love for you!" He was passionate and moved by himself.
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
The bartender glanced at Xu Zhinan twice and handed over the drink list.
Xu Zhinan belongs to the world outside the bar, which seems like a different world to her.
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
Zhao Qian, the Queen of the dance floor, has an amazing alcohol tolerance and ordered a B52 bomber for herself. Xu Zhinan doesn't like drinking, so he just ordered a low-alcohol cocktail according to the menu.
There were only two words "Tattoo" written on the wooden sign at the door of the tattoo shop, but no shop name. There were dozens of empty wine bottles lined up along the brick wall outside, all with English symbols on them.
He formed a band at the age of 16 and won the Golden Melody Award at the age of 18, but he had no intention of entering the entertainment industry and has always been a resident singer in bars. However, he still has a large number of fans who cannot be stopped.
There are two legendary figures in Pingchuan University.
The wind chimes at the door of the tattoo shop rang again and again. As soon as the boy left, a girl came in.
The plum rain in June made the whole city stuffy and gloomy. The ground was wet as soon as the rain stopped.
Xu Zhinan finally saw his face through the gaps between the shaking arms.
As time passed, more and more people came into the bar, and even the lights and music changed. Dazzling laser spotlights shone from high above, the music was deafening, and the drum beats vibrated against my chest.
The content was very simple, it was her name—Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
The boy was a sports student with well-developed muscles. He listened to her words "our body and hair are given by our parents" as if they were a spell. He laughed and sat sideways opposite her, looking nonchalant.
Suddenly, the young man under the beam of light seemed to have noticed something and looked straight at her.
You can hear the roaring sound inside when you walk outside the bar.
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
"Lin Qingye!"
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
Gradually entering the state of night life.
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
As the prelude sounded, he set up his guitar and tapped his toes to the rhythm. A beautiful melody came out softly from his throat, clear and clean, yet with a kind of resilience.
He has single eyelids, sharp edges, deep brow bones, a prominent Adam's apple, and a section of collarbone showing from the shirt collar.
This tattoo shop, located opposite Pingchuan University, is visited by many college students every day.
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
"Come on, come on! Let's go dance!" Zhao Qian jumped up on the spot. She got excited when she heard the music and raised her slender arms straight above her head.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
Zhao Qian and Xu Zhinan are roommates and are now juniors. According to Zhao Qian, this big guy is a year younger than them and has been pursuing Xu Zhinan for a year.
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
Xu Zhinan sat in the corner, following everyone's gaze and looking over there.
The two lines of sight passed over the people in the middle and met in the air.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
The screams shook the sky.
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
The font is beautiful.
"We are already juniors, Nan!" She downed the last sip of wine and squinted her eyes, "Really not going?"
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
It's already dark outside.
The screams lasted for more than ten seconds before they died down a little. The young man on the stage added the last three words: "Good evening."
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
But she has such a well-behaved and innocent face that makes people unable to get angry at all, like a dud.
You can hear the roaring sound inside when you walk outside the bar.
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
"By the way, do you want to go to the bar tonight?"
"Look at you, you looked so handsome when you had tattoos on other people's bodies, but now you're so well behaved."
Another customer who came here to pick up girls under the pretext of getting a tattoo.
Xu Zhinan belongs to the world outside the bar, which seems like a different world to her.
Gradually entering the state of night life.
Zhao Qian exclaimed, "Wow!" and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, it looks silly, but it's quite powerful when it's done."
"Forget it." Zhao Qian quickly denied herself, "In this case, we should just get some free sex to feast our eyes on. If we are really targeted by someone like Lin Qingye, I guess we won't even have any bones left."
"Lin Qingye!"
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
After saying this, Zhao Qian happily walked into the crowded dance floor in her high heels. Soon Xu Zhinan couldn't find her.
Cold white skin, black hair, now glowing blue under the beam of light, looks cool yet cool and bad.
The boy walked away feeling frustrated.
The boy was a sports student with well-developed muscles. He listened to her words "our body and hair are given by our parents" as if they were a spell. He laughed and sat sideways opposite her, looking nonchalant.
The screams lasted for more than ten seconds before they died down a little. The young man on the stage added the last three words: "Good evening."
The dazzling laser lights swept back and forth in the bar, stirring up everyone's emotions in turn.
The boy walked away feeling frustrated.
But these two legends are not at the same level at all. Lin Qingye is the real legend of Pingchuan University.
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
Xu Zhinan curled up on the sofa and raised his hand to gently rub his ear.
Suddenly, the bar that had just been occupied by music was ignited again by loud screams and cheers. The group of beautiful girls raised their arms and shook them hard, looking towards the stage.
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, with a few stars hanging in the sky. The nightlife in the bar behind me officially began. The inside and outside of the bar seemed like two different worlds.
Although it wasn't my first time in a bar, I still felt a little uncomfortable.
…
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, with a few stars hanging in the sky. The nightlife in the bar behind me officially began. The inside and outside of the bar seemed like two different worlds.
Zhao Qian exclaimed, "Wow!" and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, it looks silly, but it's quite powerful when it's done."
She was good-looking, with delicate features under the light. Her temperament was different from most girls here. In a short while, she had already rejected several men who came to chat with her.
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
She was so excited that she couldn't stop talking: "Oh my god, An Nan, pick him up! We are all from Pingda, so we should keep the wealth within the family!"
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
The boy was a sports student with well-developed muscles. He listened to her words "our body and hair are given by our parents" as if they were a spell. He laughed and sat sideways opposite her, looking nonchalant.
It's already dark outside.
"… "
“Tattoo.”
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
Fortunately, this bar is formal and they won’t bother me any further after I’ve been rejected.
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
Zhao Qian was not at all restrained. She got herself a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, gulped down half of it, and let out a comfortable "Ha".
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
"Look at you, you looked so handsome when you had tattoos on other people's bodies, but now you're so well behaved."
There was a piece of paper in front of her, which contained the content that the boy opposite her had brought and wanted her to tattoo on his shoulder.
Zhao Qian exclaimed, "Wow!" and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, it looks silly, but it's quite powerful when it's done."
It's already dark outside.
Suddenly, the bar that had just been occupied by music was ignited again by loud screams and cheers. The group of beautiful girls raised their arms and shook them hard, looking towards the stage.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
"Lin Qingye!"
Xu Zhinan sat in the corner, following everyone's gaze and looking over there.
"… "
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
The screams shook the sky.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
Xu Zhinan's black eyelashes fluttered twice: "Ah?"
One is Xu Zhinan, who relied on her face to win the title of "Light of Pingchuan" as the school beauty. She majored in art design, and because of her extremely pure face, she opened a tattoo shop outside the school, which added a bit of legendary color to her.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
"Nothing." Xu Zhinan shook his head, "Let's go."
He coughed lightly, the microphone made some noise, and then a cold male voice came through the microphone.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
After a small climax in the middle of the song, Lin Qingye stood on the stage with his arms outstretched and his chin raised. The lights shone down on him. He smiled in a cheeky way and enjoyed the cheers and screams from the audience with a clear conscience.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
There was a piece of paper in front of her, which contained the content that the boy opposite her had brought and wanted her to tattoo on his shoulder.
"—Acacia Band, Lin Qingye."
He formed a band at the age of 16 and won the Golden Melody Award at the age of 18, but he had no intention of entering the entertainment industry and has always been a resident singer in bars. However, he still has a large number of fans who cannot be stopped.
Zhao Qian came over after using the toilet: "What's wrong?"
"The body and hair are given by parents, and we should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety."
The boy walked away feeling frustrated.
But she has such a well-behaved and innocent face that makes people unable to get angry at all, like a dud.
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
The screams shook the sky.
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
"She is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. She stays in the library every day and won't come out."
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the drink back and pretended to be calm as he took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. However, his throat became burnt again, and he covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
"Hey, I'm really serious. How can I not do business if it comes to my door?"
Xu Zhinan’s heart was pounding.
He coughed lightly, the microphone made some noise, and then a cold male voice came through the microphone.
Gradually entering the state of night life.
Suddenly, the young man under the beam of light seemed to have noticed something and looked straight at her.
I don’t know if it was because of the sound of the music or what.
The bartender smiled: "It can't be wrong."
He coughed lightly, the microphone made some noise, and then a cold male voice came through the microphone.
Zhao Qian, the Queen of the dance floor, has an amazing alcohol tolerance and ordered a B52 bomber for herself. Xu Zhinan doesn't like drinking, so he just ordered a low-alcohol cocktail according to the menu.
It's already dark outside.
She has a high ponytail, a small face, a pair of clear deer eyes, and fair skin. She is wearing a simple cotton dress, which reveals her graceful and neat neckline and a pair of straight and slender long legs.
There were only two words "Tattoo" written on the wooden sign at the door of the tattoo shop, but no shop name. There were dozens of empty wine bottles lined up along the brick wall outside, all with English symbols on them.
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
The screams lasted for more than ten seconds before they died down a little. The young man on the stage added the last three words: "Good evening."
He looks very bad.
"Forget it." Zhao Qian quickly denied herself, "In this case, we should just get some free sex to feast our eyes on. If we are really targeted by someone like Lin Qingye, I guess we won't even have any bones left."
The main color scheme in the store is dark, with gray, white and black. There are many totems of flying dragons and phoenixes painted on the walls, a CD wall, and a sofa bed with some messy things on it. On the shelf next to the work table are some tattoo pigments, sealed coil-type rotary tattoo machines, and several very thick books.
Suddenly, the bar that had just been occupied by music was ignited again by loud screams and cheers. The group of beautiful girls raised their arms and shook them hard, looking towards the stage.
"Hey, I'm really serious. How can I not do business if it comes to my door?"
Still cold, as if it were just a routine matter.
Suddenly, the young man under the beam of light seemed to have noticed something and looked straight at her.
"By the way, do you want to go to the bar tonight?"
No extra decoration, wild and flamboyant, very masculine decoration.
"Then... who paid for us?"
Zhao Qian, the Queen of the dance floor, has an amazing alcohol tolerance and ordered a B52 bomber for herself. Xu Zhinan doesn't like drinking, so he just ordered a low-alcohol cocktail according to the menu.
Xu Zhinan finally saw his face through the gaps between the shaking arms.
The font is beautiful.
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
He has single eyelids, sharp edges, deep brow bones, a prominent Adam's apple, and a section of collarbone showing from the shirt collar.
"I heard that Lin Qingye will be there tonight. There have been rumors recently that his band is going to disband. He will graduate from his senior year soon, and I heard that he wants to enter the entertainment industry."
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
The bartender glanced at Xu Zhinan twice and handed over the drink list.
Xu Zhinan's black eyelashes fluttered twice: "Ah?"
Cold white skin, black hair, now glowing blue under the beam of light, looks cool yet cool and bad.
"No." Xu Zhinan felt tired, "He wants to tattoo my name."
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
The girl's voice was soft and clear, the ends of her eyes extended and slightly upturned, inexplicably alluring.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
Another customer who came here to pick up girls under the pretext of getting a tattoo.
This phone is the channel connecting these two worlds.
As the prelude sounded, he set up his guitar and tapped his toes to the rhythm. A beautiful melody came out softly from his throat, clear and clean, yet with a kind of resilience.
"… "
Zhao Qian was not at all restrained. She got herself a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, gulped down half of it, and let out a comfortable "Ha".
"Lin Qingye!"
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
Xu Zhinan remained expressionless, stood up and poured himself a glass of water, then walked back to the wooden table: "I won't give you this tattoo, if you really want it, go find another shop."
The two lines of sight passed over the people in the middle and met in the air.
It's almost final week now and tattoo shop business is average.
The other one is Lin Qingye.
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the drink back and pretended to be calm as he took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. However, his throat became burnt again, and he covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
As time passed, more and more people came into the bar, and even the lights and music changed. Dazzling laser spotlights shone from high above, the music was deafening, and the drum beats vibrated against my chest.
"The body and hair are given by parents, and we should not damage them. This is the beginning of filial piety."
The bartender glanced at Xu Zhinan twice and handed over the drink list.
"… "
Suddenly, the young man under the beam of light seemed to have noticed something and looked straight at her.
One is Xu Zhinan, who relied on her face to win the title of "Light of Pingchuan" as the school beauty. She majored in art design, and because of her extremely pure face, she opened a tattoo shop outside the school, which added a bit of legendary color to her.
One is Xu Zhinan, who relied on her face to win the title of "Light of Pingchuan" as the school beauty. She majored in art design, and because of her extremely pure face, she opened a tattoo shop outside the school, which added a bit of legendary color to her.
The two lines of sight passed over the people in the middle and met in the air.
Zhao Qian, the Queen of the dance floor, has an amazing alcohol tolerance and ordered a B52 bomber for herself. Xu Zhinan doesn't like drinking, so he just ordered a low-alcohol cocktail according to the menu.
But she has such a well-behaved and innocent face that makes people unable to get angry at all, like a dud.
You can hear the roaring sound inside when you walk outside the bar.
"… "
The content was very simple, it was her name—Xu Zhinan.
The bartender smiled: "It can't be wrong."
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the drink back and pretended to be calm as he took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. However, his throat became burnt again, and he covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
"… "
There was a piece of paper in front of her, which contained the content that the boy opposite her had brought and wanted her to tattoo on his shoulder.
Unlike the girls around her who were jumping and waving their arms, she was more like a spectator.
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
"—Acacia Band, Lin Qingye."
"—Acacia Band, Lin Qingye."
He looks very bad.
No extra decoration, wild and flamboyant, very masculine decoration.
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
One is Xu Zhinan, who relied on her face to win the title of "Light of Pingchuan" as the school beauty. She majored in art design, and because of her extremely pure face, she opened a tattoo shop outside the school, which added a bit of legendary color to her.
Zhao Qian, the Queen of the dance floor, has an amazing alcohol tolerance and ordered a B52 bomber for herself. Xu Zhinan doesn't like drinking, so he just ordered a low-alcohol cocktail according to the menu.
"… "
“Ahh! So handsome, so handsome!” Zhao Qian appeared out of nowhere, screaming and sighing as she sat back next to Xu Zhinan, “Really! As long as Lin Qingye is in Pingda, all the boys in the school will be eclipsed!!”
The girl sitting at the table said in a quiet voice, "I suggest you reconsider this tattoo. You will regret it later."
Suddenly, the bar that had just been occupied by music was ignited again by loud screams and cheers. The group of beautiful girls raised their arms and shook them hard, looking towards the stage.
She was so excited that she couldn't stop talking: "Oh my god, An Nan, pick him up! We are all from Pingda, so we should keep the wealth within the family!"
"… "
“Ahh! So handsome, so handsome!” Zhao Qian appeared out of nowhere, screaming and sighing as she sat back next to Xu Zhinan, “Really! As long as Lin Qingye is in Pingda, all the boys in the school will be eclipsed!!”
"Then... who paid for us?"
The boy was a sports student with well-developed muscles. He listened to her words "our body and hair are given by our parents" as if they were a spell. He laughed and sat sideways opposite her, looking nonchalant.
Xu Zhinan's black eyelashes fluttered twice: "Ah?"
He coughed lightly, the microphone made some noise, and then a cold male voice came through the microphone.
Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows: "Tattoo?"
She was so excited that she couldn't stop talking: "Oh my god, An Nan, pick him up! We are all from Pingda, so we should keep the wealth within the family!"
"Forget it." Zhao Qian quickly denied herself, "In this case, we should just get some free sex to feast our eyes on. If we are really targeted by someone like Lin Qingye, I guess we won't even have any bones left."
When the song ended, the pretty girls shouted in unison—
Xu Zhinan locked the door of the shop and went to "Ye" with Zhao Qian - the bar where Lin Qingye performed.
Xu Zhinan finally saw his face through the gaps between the shaking arms.
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
There were only two words "Tattoo" written on the wooden sign at the door of the tattoo shop, but no shop name. There were dozens of empty wine bottles lined up along the brick wall outside, all with English symbols on them.
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
I want to drag you into hell, but I worship you like a god
She has a high ponytail, a small face, a pair of clear deer eyes, and fair skin. She is wearing a simple cotton dress, which reveals her graceful and neat neckline and a pair of straight and slender long legs.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
She was good-looking, with delicate features under the light. Her temperament was different from most girls here. In a short while, she had already rejected several men who came to chat with her.
The young man on the stage lowered his chin, drew a line of inflection with his slender bony fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth.
"… "
After finishing the tattoo design, he sent it to the customer. After confirming that the customer was satisfied, he made an appointment. Then Xu Zhinan packed up simply and went out with Zhao Qian.
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
"She is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. She stays in the library every day and won't come out."
The main color scheme in the store is dark, with gray, white and black. There are many totems of flying dragons and phoenixes painted on the walls, a CD wall, and a sofa bed with some messy things on it. On the shelf next to the work table are some tattoo pigments, sealed coil-type rotary tattoo machines, and several very thick books.
Xu Zhinan curled up on the sofa and raised his hand to gently rub his ear.
After a small climax in the middle of the song, Lin Qingye stood on the stage with his arms outstretched and his chin raised. The lights shone down on him. He smiled in a cheeky way and enjoyed the cheers and screams from the audience with a clear conscience.
"Lin Qingye!"
"… "
As time passed, more and more people came into the bar, and even the lights and music changed. Dazzling laser spotlights shone from high above, the music was deafening, and the drum beats vibrated against my chest.
Zhao Qian took her hand and said coquettishly: "Go ahead, come on, stay with me."
The other one is Lin Qingye.
Xu Zhinan tugged at Zhao Qian's clothes and said, "It's quite late, let's go back to the dormitory."
Suddenly, the bar that had just been occupied by music was ignited again by loud screams and cheers. The group of beautiful girls raised their arms and shook them hard, looking towards the stage.
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
But the owner doesn't fit in with the environment of the store.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, with a few stars hanging in the sky. The nightlife in the bar behind me officially began. The inside and outside of the bar seemed like two different worlds.
"Look at you, you looked so handsome when you had tattoos on other people's bodies, but now you're so well behaved."
Xu Zhinan agreed.
Zhao Qian took her hand and said coquettishly: "Go ahead, come on, stay with me."
Zhao Qian, the Queen of the dance floor, has an amazing alcohol tolerance and ordered a B52 bomber for herself. Xu Zhinan doesn't like drinking, so he just ordered a low-alcohol cocktail according to the menu.
"Okay, I'm going to the bathroom first."
Xu Zhinan’s heart was pounding.
Fortunately, this bar is formal and they won’t bother me any further after I’ve been rejected.
He formed a band at the age of 16 and won the Golden Melody Award at the age of 18, but he had no intention of entering the entertainment industry and has always been a resident singer in bars. However, he still has a large number of fans who cannot be stopped.
"… "
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
Xu Zhinan begged for mercy: "No, no, go by yourself."
"Lin Qingye!"
The screams shook the sky.
The wind chimes at the door of the tattoo shop rang again and again. As soon as the boy left, a girl came in.
She was good-looking, with delicate features under the light. Her temperament was different from most girls here. In a short while, she had already rejected several men who came to chat with her.
However, most people’s purpose is not to get tattoos, but to get to know the owner of this tattoo shop—Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan agreed.
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
"… "
After a small climax in the middle of the song, Lin Qingye stood on the stage with his arms outstretched and his chin raised. The lights shone down on him. He smiled in a cheeky way and enjoyed the cheers and screams from the audience with a clear conscience.
They arrived early, and there were not many people in the bar. Soothing light music was playing, and the two of them chose a corner seat with a good view of the stage.
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
"No." Xu Zhinan felt tired, "He wants to tattoo my name."
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Are you sure?"
The girl sitting at the table said in a quiet voice, "I suggest you reconsider this tattoo. You will regret it later."
Still cold, as if it were just a routine matter.
She glanced at Xu Zhinan's face again, and didn't know what she was thinking about. She said with a click of the tongue, "A good girl like you can't be his opponent."
Zhao Qian whistled: "Ah Nan, isn't that big guy who just walked out our junior? Why is he looking for you again?"
The boy couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, then he turned his head and coughed softly: "But this is what I want to tattoo."
"Come on, come on! Let's go dance!" Zhao Qian jumped up on the spot. She got excited when she heard the music and raised her slender arms straight above her head.
As time passed, more and more people came into the bar, and even the lights and music changed. Dazzling laser spotlights shone from high above, the music was deafening, and the drum beats vibrated against my chest.
Zhao Qian took her hand and said coquettishly: "Go ahead, come on, stay with me."
The bartender smiled: "It can't be wrong."
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
"No." Xu Zhinan felt tired, "He wants to tattoo my name."
But the owner doesn't fit in with the environment of the store.
It's simply callous.
"Then... who paid for us?"
"Lin Qingye!"
Another customer who came here to pick up girls under the pretext of getting a tattoo.
“Ahh! So handsome, so handsome!” Zhao Qian appeared out of nowhere, screaming and sighing as she sat back next to Xu Zhinan, “Really! As long as Lin Qingye is in Pingda, all the boys in the school will be eclipsed!!”
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
Suddenly, the young man under the beam of light seemed to have noticed something and looked straight at her.
The main color scheme in the store is dark, with gray, white and black. There are many totems of flying dragons and phoenixes painted on the walls, a CD wall, and a sofa bed with some messy things on it. On the shelf next to the work table are some tattoo pigments, sealed coil-type rotary tattoo machines, and several very thick books.
"We just changed shifts, so I don't know." The bartender closed the menu and said, "Welcome to come next time."
After a small climax in the middle of the song, Lin Qingye stood on the stage with his arms outstretched and his chin raised. The lights shone down on him. He smiled in a cheeky way and enjoyed the cheers and screams from the audience with a clear conscience.
"She is preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. She stays in the library every day and won't come out."
Gradually entering the state of night life.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, with a few stars hanging in the sky. The nightlife in the bar behind me officially began. The inside and outside of the bar seemed like two different worlds.
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
Zhao Qian came over after using the toilet: "What's wrong?"
The girl sitting at the table said in a quiet voice, "I suggest you reconsider this tattoo. You will regret it later."
Xu Zhinan remained expressionless, stood up and poured himself a glass of water, then walked back to the wooden table: "I won't give you this tattoo, if you really want it, go find another shop."
"… "
"I heard that Lin Qingye will be there tonight. There have been rumors recently that his band is going to disband. He will graduate from his senior year soon, and I heard that he wants to enter the entertainment industry."
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
"Nothing." Xu Zhinan shook his head, "Let's go."
"Hey, I'm really serious. How can I not do business if it comes to my door?"
After saying this, Zhao Qian happily walked into the crowded dance floor in her high heels. Soon Xu Zhinan couldn't find her.
"Lin Qingye!"
She was good-looking, with delicate features under the light. Her temperament was different from most girls here. In a short while, she had already rejected several men who came to chat with her.
You can hear the roaring sound inside when you walk outside the bar.
The boy walked away feeling frustrated.
Xu Zhinan took his wallet and went to the bar to pay.
When the song ended, the pretty girls shouted in unison—
Zhao Qian took her hand and said coquettishly: "Go ahead, come on, stay with me."
The plum rain in June made the whole city stuffy and gloomy. The ground was wet as soon as the rain stopped.
"Hey, I'm really serious. How can I not do business if it comes to my door?"
"Lin Qingye!"
Zhao Qian slapped the sofa heavily. "A legendary figure like him, once he becomes famous in the entertainment industry, you won't be able to meet him anymore! This is a rare opportunity!"
A few people walked out from the back. The leader was wearing a white shirt. The light shone through it, outlining the broad shoulders and narrow waist hidden underneath. He stood in the front, holding the microphone stand.
As time passed, more and more people came into the bar, and even the lights and music changed. Dazzling laser spotlights shone from high above, the music was deafening, and the drum beats vibrated against my chest.
Xu Zhinan is beautiful, and the most outstanding thing about her beauty is her purity. She blends the two contradictions of gorgeousness and purity very well.
A dry ice machine fogged the stage.
He looks very bad.
"Look at you, you looked so handsome when you had tattoos on other people's bodies, but now you're so well behaved."
"Where's Jiang Yue?"
"Lin Qingye!"
Zhao Qian, the Queen of the dance floor, has an amazing alcohol tolerance and ordered a B52 bomber for herself. Xu Zhinan doesn't like drinking, so he just ordered a low-alcohol cocktail according to the menu.
Zhao Qian slapped the sofa heavily. "A legendary figure like him, once he becomes famous in the entertainment industry, you won't be able to meet him anymore! This is a rare opportunity!"
Xu Zhinan paused holding the paintbrush and looked up: "What are you going to do in the bar?"
"I have nothing to do."
…
But the owner doesn't fit in with the environment of the store.
"Lin Qingye!"
Zhao Qian raised her eyebrows: "Tattoo?"
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
Xu Zhinan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the drink back and pretended to be calm as he took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. However, his throat became burnt again, and he covered his mouth and started coughing violently.
…
…
One is Xu Zhinan, who relied on her face to win the title of "Light of Pingchuan" as the school beauty. She majored in art design, and because of her extremely pure face, she opened a tattoo shop outside the school, which added a bit of legendary color to her.
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, with a few stars hanging in the sky. The nightlife in the bar behind me officially began. The inside and outside of the bar seemed like two different worlds.
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
"Number 28, someone has already paid you." said the bartender, looking at the bill.
Xu Zhinan belongs to the world outside the bar, which seems like a different world to her.
What this means is that it doesn’t matter whether you want to get a tattoo or not, I won’t give it to you anyway.
After saying this, Zhao Qian happily walked into the crowded dance floor in her high heels. Soon Xu Zhinan couldn't find her.
Xu Zhinan picked up the cocktail on the table and listened to him sing quietly.
"We just changed shifts, so I don't know." The bartender closed the menu and said, "Welcome to come next time."
"No." She smiled and shook her head, insisting.
Suddenly, her cell phone vibrated and she received a text message.
The two lines of sight passed over the people in the middle and met in the air.
After saying this, Zhao Qian happily walked into the crowded dance floor in her high heels. Soon Xu Zhinan couldn't find her.
"Lin Qingye!"
No extra decoration, wild and flamboyant, very masculine decoration.
I want to drag you into hell, but I worship you like a god
[Qingye brother: Come to my place tonight?]
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
"… "
Another customer who came here to pick up girls under the pretext of getting a tattoo.
Zhao Qian slapped the sofa heavily. "A legendary figure like him, once he becomes famous in the entertainment industry, you won't be able to meet him anymore! This is a rare opportunity!"
There were only two words "Tattoo" written on the wooden sign at the door of the tattoo shop, but no shop name. There were dozens of empty wine bottles lined up along the brick wall outside, all with English symbols on them.
They arrived early, and there were not many people in the bar. Soothing light music was playing, and the two of them chose a corner seat with a good view of the stage.
Zhao Qian rarely heard her say such things. There was an indescribable sense of incongruity when such words came out of this face. She immediately collapsed on the sofa with a smile on her face.
They arrived early, and there were not many people in the bar. Soothing light music was playing, and the two of them chose a corner seat with a good view of the stage.
This phone is the channel connecting these two worlds.
The dazzling laser lights swept back and forth in the bar, stirring up everyone's emotions in turn.
Zhao Qian came over after using the toilet: "What's wrong?"
Xu Zhinan’s heart was pounding.
Xu Zhinan raised his eyes, looked at him, and reminded him seriously: "This is my name."
"We just changed shifts, so I don't know." The bartender closed the menu and said, "Welcome to come next time."