Early the next morning, Xu Zhinan was startled when he saw Lin Qingye when he opened his eyes.
"If you win the championship, do you have to treat me to a treat?"
Lin Qingye asked: "Well, is there any birthday gift you want?"
Fortunately, the meal ended peacefully, but the atmosphere was really depressing, and I didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
It was very quiet at the dinner table. The servant stepped aside and lowered his eyebrows, fearing that the young master would quarrel with his wife again and ruin this wonderful meal.
The scores all had decimal points. Xu Zhinan nervously counted in his mind. Before he could calculate, the total score popped up. She was 0.5 points higher than Lu Xihe and won the championship.
Xu Zhenfan said "Ouch" from a distance: "A'Nan is awesome!! Champion!!"
Xu Zhinan was small and thin, and he couldn't even squeeze into the center circle. He turned his head when he heard this.
The work bed was very narrow, so she was so frightened that she let out a low cry, and she unconsciously stepped back. Her hand failed, and when she was about to fall, an arm came across and pulled her back.
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips and without explaining much, said goodbye to them and ran towards the car.
Lu Xihe and another tattoo artist shook hands with her. They were both honest people and congratulated her on winning the championship.
Owl is the topic of the realistic group.
"Ah." Xu Zhi murmured. He had been preparing for the competition during this period and didn't think about his birthday. "Well, there's still a while."
Xu Zhi chuckled and said "Oh" without saying much.
So we divided into two cars.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Lin Qingye was still sleepy, and what he did just now was completely subconscious. Now he frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
Each of the three was assigned a model.
"Eh? Why is the window open?" She remembered that she had never opened this window before.
The little girl was really happy to win the championship. She was holding a huge and heavy trophy, and it was hard to run, almost with small steps.
As a result, this poker-faced man lowered his head and said to Xu Zhinan in the next second: "You don't want to have breakfast?"
The way he looked when he first woke up was very inhumane and cold.
"Isn't this your final today? I'll go with you and be your cheerleader!" Xu Zhenfan patted his chest, "How are you preparing?"
Fu Xueming shed tears and cried: "Shi Heng, mother is here to see you."
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
The group champions each have the advantages of group champions, and they are all first in their respective groups. It mainly depends on the comprehensive ability of the other two items.
It was Lin Qingye who greeted him first, nodded, and Xu Zhenfan smiled coquettishly: "Hello, hello."
"What's wrong?" His hand stopped on her waist for two seconds and then took it back.
In recent years, Lu Xihe has had fewer tattoos on his own hands. Except for some old customers who asked for him by name, the rest were left to his apprentices.
Lin Guancheng paused and was about to say more, but Fu Xueming had already walked to the car and whispered: "Guancheng, let's go."
"Go upstairs and call Madam, why haven't you come down yet? The food is cold." Lin Guancheng turned his head and said to the servant.
He could hardly remember the last time he came back.
Before Xu Zhenfan came back, Lu Xihe came over with a plate. He sat down in front of Xu Zhinan and asked, "How were you feeling just now?"
The final setting of this tattoo design competition is also very casual.
"A'nan girl!" he shouted, and the whole store was filled with smoke and smoke.
"Why am I sleeping here?"
Xu Zhenfan hooked Lu Xihe's shoulder and said, "Young man."
Xu Zhinan came on stage and took the trophy. The camera was pointed at him and he was about to give an acceptance speech.
In other words, she didn't want Lin Qingye to disturb his purity.
"You can't eat even if you want to eat today." Xu Zhenfan pursed his lips to the side, "My boyfriend is here."
He said, turned around and went out again.
Xu Zhinan felt like he was in pieces. He just wanted to close his eyes for a while and rest last night, but unexpectedly he fell into such a deep sleep and slept until dawn.
Xu Zhenfan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what Lu Xihe had mentioned to him when Wei Jing's incident caused a stir in the tattoo circle - that A'Nan's tattoo artist was a very powerful little girl.
Fu Xueming came downstairs not long after. She was wearing a black dress today, with long straight black hair shawl, light makeup, and no jewelry on her body, which was very different from her usual appearance.
Xu Zhinan looked at his back. He probably didn't sleep well last night. After plugging in the kettle, he leaned against the wooden shelf and raised his hands to continue pressing his neck and shoulders.
In the dream, I dreamed of the day Shi Heng died, then jumped to Fu Xueming's slap in the police station, and then to the tears of Fu Xueming kneeling in front of the tombstone today.
The ponytail swayed and jumped, sweeping across the fair and slender back of the neck.
As soon as she asked the question, she figured it out. It must be Lin Qingye who carried her to the bed to sleep.
The inner room was very small, with some miscellaneous items placed there, and only a sink and toilet in the rest of the room. It was difficult for two people to even turn around in it.
As soon as she asked the question, she figured it out. It must be Lin Qingye who carried her to the bed to sleep.
Xu Zhenfan: "Three."
"I tattooed for almost ten hours, and my eyes were dazzled by the end. Fortunately, I didn't make any mistakes. I shouldn't have been able to win against Brother Lu. His totem design is very beautiful, delicate and flamboyant. It's a pity. He made a mistake in one picture, but I am still very happy to win the championship.”
Xu Zhinan was so happy. Lu Xihe was by her side just now. Out of politeness and consideration for his mood, she didn't fully express her happiness, fearing that he would be disappointed.
"Did you sleep here last night?" she asked again.
Although the previous goal was to win the championship, and I prepared the design drawings and practiced carefully to win the championship, it still felt like a dream when it came true.
It ended after everyone took another photo together.
"Um."
A group of people around laughed.
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips and smiled softly.
"It's pretty good." Xu Zhinan pressed his shoulder, which was sore from too much concentration.
Fu Xueming now and Fu Xueming at the police station that night seemed to be different people.
Xu Zhinan was in a good mood, smiling with his eyes bent: "Okay."
Lin Qingye sat up and raised his hand to press the back of his neck.
The voice is still gentle.
"What a coincidence."
Xu Zhinan was so happy. Lu Xihe was by her side just now. Out of politeness and consideration for his mood, she didn't fully express her happiness, fearing that he would be disappointed.
He handed it over.
"I'll drive myself." Lin Qingye said, "I won't be back soon, I have other things to do."
Only now is it all revealed.
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
Lin Guancheng paused and was about to say more, but Fu Xueming had already walked to the car and whispered: "Guancheng, let's go."
A group of people around laughed.
Although the previous goal was to win the championship, and I prepared the design drawings and practiced carefully to win the championship, it still felt like a dream when it came true.
The business of this steamed stuffed bun shop was very good. It was the peak time for work and school. There was a queue of three or four meters, and it took several minutes to get my turn.
He pressed his neck and tilted his head.
"If you win the championship, do you have to treat me to a treat?"
He could hardly remember the last time he came back.
"Does it hurt?"
"A car will be here soon?" Lin Guancheng asked.
Although the results were not as good as expected, Lu Xihe has always been open-minded and has no regrets.
"Well, I smoked one when I was boiling water, and you fell asleep when I got out."
Xu Zhenfan shouted again: "Come here and eat quickly. I always feel that a small body like yours will lose weight if you don't eat for a long time."
"No." Someone below said, "Why do I feel like I'm attending a commendation meeting at my daughter's school?"
The final setting of this tattoo design competition is also very casual.
Lin Qingye is actually quite calm now.
The totems he is best at are not particularly demanding in terms of tattoo technology. The focus is on design, and a good totem design is crucial.
"It's okay." Lin Qingye looked at his phone and asked, "When will the game start?"
The three group champions got tattoos on three juxtaposed work beds, while the onlookers had no fixed location and were chatting not far from the work windows.
Lin Qingye came here directly after leaving the cemetery and waited for a long time.
Lin Qingye was dazed for a moment, and then reached out to help her pick up the trophy.
"It's almost nine o'clock in the morning."
Xu Zhinan told the truth: "It's not quite enough."
She was not prepared before, but fortunately she had had a similar experience when she was studying in the past, so she was not too overwhelmed.
"So early."
Lin Qingye watched coldly.
Fortunately, the meal ended peacefully, but the atmosphere was really depressing, and I didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
Lin Qingye ignored him. His face was cold when it was expressionless. Standing next to Xu Zhinan, who was as warm as the spring breeze, the two contrasts were even more obvious.
"A'nan girl!" he shouted, and the whole store was filled with smoke and smoke.
"Well, because this time I have to tattoo three patterns. Although they are quite small, it may be a bit time-consuming to directly select the first, second and third place."
The scores all had decimal points. Xu Zhinan nervously counted in his mind. Before he could calculate, the total score popped up. She was 0.5 points higher than Lu Xihe and won the championship.
Lin Qingye watched coldly.
As a result, this poker-faced man lowered his head and said to Xu Zhinan in the next second: "You don't want to have breakfast?"
After eating, the three of them got up. Fu Xueming put a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of her nose. The servant handed over the bouquet of white lilies that had been prepared before, with some crystal water drops sprinkled on it.
Xu Zhinan had planned to practice all night in the store, so she brought all the toiletries. She rummaged through the drawers and took out a new, unopened toothbrush for Lin Qingye.
"Yeah, I bought it for him."
He handed it over.
Xu Zhinan paid the money and ran back to the car. Xu Zhenfan did not follow her, but waited for her on the side.
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
Lu Xihe knew that his owl tattoo was not done well, so he waved his hand behind him.
Fu Xueming now and Fu Xueming at the police station that night seemed to be different people.
The servant said "Hey", took another look at Lin Qingye, and went upstairs.
She pushed the door open and walked into the inner room, the wind blowing her hair.
The little girl was really happy to win the championship. She was holding a huge and heavy trophy, and it was hard to run, almost with small steps.
A group of people around laughed.
Lin Guancheng dug into his pocket, but he didn't bring any tissues. Lin Qingye took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and he didn't know when he put it in.
"Yes, yes."
Xu Zhenfan asked, but Lu Xihe didn't say much, and just said, "Have you ever seen a big star hero saving a beauty?"
From a distance, it looked like a couple and their child who died young, but Lin Qingye behind him did not seem to be a family member with them.
"Eh? Why is the window open?" She remembered that she had never opened this window before.
The group champions each have the advantages of group champions, and they are all first in their respective groups. It mainly depends on the comprehensive ability of the other two items.
"It's okay." Lin Qingye looked at his phone and asked, "When will the game start?"
"Why did you pull it?"
Soon, the results of the other two items also came out.
"Isn't this your final today? I'll go with you and be your cheerleader!" Xu Zhenfan patted his chest, "How are you preparing?"
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
Xu Zhinan went over to open the window. Outside the window was a green field. As soon as she lowered her eyes, she saw the cigarette ashes falling on the outside of the window sill. She turned her head and asked, "Did you smoke yesterday?"
"Go upstairs and call Madam, why haven't you come down yet? The food is cold." Lin Guancheng turned his head and said to the servant.
Lin Guancheng and Fu Xueming come here every year on this day. The security guard watching the tomb is already waiting there. Lin Guancheng goes over to register his name.
This time he came to participate in the competition more for fun, although before meeting Xu Zhinan, his goal in participating this time was "to win a championship casually and have fun."
"Well, I smoked one when I was boiling water, and you fell asleep when I got out."
"Really?" Xu Zhi murmured and smiled, "I rarely draw this type of painting, and I'm worried that this painting won't look good."
And the golden trophy on the red carpet on the stage.
"Not my boyfriend."
"Smoke less."
The first thing that came into view was not Xu Zhinan, but her golden trophy. It was so big that it completely blocked her face.
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly: "Didn't you say you wanted to quit smoking?"
Two years before his death, Fu Xueming simply hated him. When she saw him, she would break down and cry and curse. After that, she gradually became like this.
It ended after everyone took another photo together.
…Why did she talk so much to Lin Qingye
Owl is the topic of the realistic group.
"A car will be here soon?" Lin Guancheng asked.
"I tattooed for almost ten hours, and my eyes were dazzled by the end. Fortunately, I didn't make any mistakes. I shouldn't have been able to win against Brother Lu. His totem design is very beautiful, delicate and flamboyant. It's a pity. He made a mistake in one picture, but I am still very happy to win the championship.”
In the finals, although the schedule is not rigorous, everyone in the venue is just having a party, and the atmosphere of the game is gone, but there is still what should be there.
Lin Qingye touched his nose: "I couldn't help it."
…Why did she talk so much to Lin Qingye
“…”
Xu Zhenfan hooked Lu Xihe's shoulder and said, "Young man."
Two years before his death, Fu Xueming simply hated him. When she saw him, she would break down and cry and curse. After that, she gradually became like this.
"Smoke less."
"A car will be here soon?" Lin Guancheng asked.
The little girl was really happy to win the championship. She was holding a huge and heavy trophy, and it was hard to run, almost with small steps.
The little girl's soft tone seemed to still ring in his ears. Lin Qingye lightly curled his lower lip, stuffed the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and threw it on the passenger seat.
Fu Xueming came downstairs not long after. She was wearing a black dress today, with long straight black hair shawl, light makeup, and no jewelry on her body, which was very different from her usual appearance.
Two years before his death, Fu Xueming simply hated him. When she saw him, she would break down and cry and curse. After that, she gradually became like this.
Xu Zhi chuckled and said "Oh" without saying much.
Lu Xihe knew that his owl tattoo was not done well, so he waved his hand behind him.
Her words were originally meant to be a bit of a complaint, but when they came out of her mouth, they came out very softly. It didn't sound like a complaint, but rather like coquettishness.
There is a breakfast stall on the roadside.
In the sultry afternoon, there were not many cars on the road, and there were even fewer cars as we headed toward the suburbs.
Lin Qingye laughed and responded obediently: "I know."
Xu Zhinan frowned slightly: "Didn't you say you wanted to quit smoking?"
After she finished speaking, she got out of the car. Lin Qingye and Xu Zhenfan were the only two people left in the car. Unable to bear it, he also got out of the car and went to the breakfast stall.
In front of the tombstone, Fu Xueming was kneeling, Lin Guancheng was squatting, and Lin Qingye was standing.
The winner of the Oriental Traditional Group was a girl with blond hair and smoky makeup. Xu Zhinan recognized her as the person who sang "Black Locust" at the KTV last time.
Lin Qingye took her hand, squeezed it, and said, "Come on for the game."
Lin Qingye withdrew his gaze.
The inner room was very small, with some miscellaneous items placed there, and only a sink and toilet in the rest of the room. It was difficult for two people to even turn around in it.
It was very quiet at the dinner table. The servant stepped aside and lowered his eyebrows, fearing that the young master would quarrel with his wife again and ruin this wonderful meal.
As soon as she asked the question, she figured it out. It must be Lin Qingye who carried her to the bed to sleep.
"Not my boyfriend."
“…”
The host also laughed, and Xu Zhi walked off the stage holding the trophy in confusion, not understanding what they were laughing at.
He is very particular about food and drink on weekdays. Although he is not a picky eater, except for the occasional late-night snack with a few band members in the past, he has never eaten at a roadside stall like this.
Lin Qingye poured out the water that was boiled last night and took another pot: "You wash up first, and I'll boil the water."
Lin Qingye was still sleepy, and what he did just now was completely subconscious. Now he frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
It was rare for her to talk so much, and every word was laced with a smile.
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
He said, turned around and went out again.
"Of course it looks good! Come on, be more confident in today's competition." Xu Zhenfan said, "Although Brother Lu is indeed very powerful and is a veteran in the tattoo circle after all, it's hard to say that he is better than his predecessor. You two have your own style! "
Fu Xueming was standing outside the guard box holding the bouquet of flowers. Lin Qingye leaned against the wall and saw Fu Xueming lowering his head and raising his hand to wipe his face.
"Did you sleep here last night?" she asked again.
When he shouted, the people around him also applauded.
Lin Qingye rolled down the window and handed over her work bag. Xu Zhinan took it and thanked him, then gave him two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk: "Do you want to eat it?"
In previous years, everyone was accustomed to hearing all kinds of arrogant and shameless acceptance speeches. At first glance, they were confused when they heard Xu Zhinan's version.
Lin Qingye came here directly after leaving the cemetery and waited for a long time.
He promised her: "Okay."
Xu Zhinan looked at his back. He probably didn't sleep well last night. After plugging in the kettle, he leaned against the wooden shelf and raised his hands to continue pressing his neck and shoulders.
Xu Zhenfan: "Three."
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips and without explaining much, said goodbye to them and ran towards the car.
Lin Guancheng just came down from upstairs: "Here, sit down, it's been a long time since we had dinner together."
The rolling shutter door was closed, and the broken hair on his forehead hung down. The morning sunlight poured into the store, and the broken hair cast mottled shadows on his face.
Xu Zhinan was amused by him, and his expression was no longer so tense.
Xu Zhinan glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He was leaning back on the chair, listening to her at leisure, and holding the trophy for her in his hand.
Lu Xihe was amused by her serious look.
Lin Qingye didn't come in until she finished washing. As soon as Xu Zhinan went out, Xu Zhenfan came.
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
"Then I'll buy some."
She looked away and started to wash up.
She reached out her hand suspiciously and uncertainly.
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
Xu Zhenfan got goosebumps inexplicably.
Xu Zhinan looked at the trophy in his arms, thought for a while, and said softly: "Then you should also win a championship."
"It's okay." Lin Qingye pushed back a bunch of her upturned hair and suddenly asked, "Is your birthday coming soon? Is it October 8th?"
Lin Qingye didn't come in until she finished washing. As soon as Xu Zhinan went out, Xu Zhenfan came.
In recent years, Lu Xihe has had fewer tattoos on his own hands. Except for some old customers who asked for him by name, the rest were left to his apprentices.
A table was displayed on the big screen, with the names of three tattoo artists on the side columns and the tattoo scores of three styles on the horizontal row.
The little girl's eyebrows were curved, her eyes were full of light, and she smiled with two little dimples.
Each of the three was assigned a model.
"It's okay." Lin Qingye looked at his phone and asked, "When will the game start?"
In front of the tombstone, Fu Xueming was kneeling, Lin Guancheng was squatting, and Lin Qingye was standing.
Xu Zhenfan got goosebumps inexplicably.
"A'nan girl!" he shouted, and the whole store was filled with smoke and smoke.
"Why am I sleeping here?"
Xu Zhenfan standing aside: "..."
Xu Zhinan looked at the trophy in his arms, thought for a while, and said softly: "Then you should also win a championship."
There is a photo on the tombstone. He is very young, about 15 or 6 years old. He is wearing a white shirt, has a bright smile, and has a handsome appearance. His eyebrows look like Fu Xueming's, very delicate.
Xu Zhinan hugged the bag: "Then I'll go there first."
The two of them sat down together. Wang Qi probably mentioned to Lin Guancheng that he also knew that Lin Qingye was preparing for a new album, so he asked a few more questions about the album at the table.
Someone dug a hole and asked, "Who do you want to win the championship?"
"I tattooed for almost ten hours, and my eyes were dazzled by the end. Fortunately, I didn't make any mistakes. I shouldn't have been able to win against Brother Lu. His totem design is very beautiful, delicate and flamboyant. It's a pity. He made a mistake in one picture, but I am still very happy to win the championship.”
"Why did you pull it?"
There were many people around, but Xu Zhinan didn't say Lin Qingye's name, but pointed back in the direction of getting off the car.
He handed it over.
Fu Xueming came downstairs not long after. She was wearing a black dress today, with long straight black hair shawl, light makeup, and no jewelry on her body, which was very different from her usual appearance.
Xu Zhi murmured and thanked him with a smile.
"Isn't this your final today? I'll go with you and be your cheerleader!" Xu Zhenfan patted his chest, "How are you preparing?"
For example, the tripod and camera are now erected in front of the three people.
In recent years, Lu Xihe has had fewer tattoos on his own hands. Except for some old customers who asked for him by name, the rest were left to his apprentices.
Xu Zhinan looked at the trophy in his arms, thought for a while, and said softly: "Then you should also win a championship."
He said, turned around and went out again.
The little girl's eyebrows were curved, her eyes were full of light, and she smiled with two little dimples.
He always felt as if he had been left behind. They were grieving so wholeheartedly, but it seemed that he was cold-blooded and heartless, and he couldn't even squeeze out tears.
Xu Zhinan told the truth: "It's not quite enough."
Everyone lingered on eating the buffet until the evening.
It was very quiet at the dinner table. The servant stepped aside and lowered his eyebrows, fearing that the young master would quarrel with his wife again and ruin this wonderful meal.
It was rare for her to talk so much, and every word was laced with a smile.
There is a photo on the tombstone. He is very young, about 15 or 6 years old. He is wearing a white shirt, has a bright smile, and has a handsome appearance. His eyebrows look like Fu Xueming's, very delicate.
Lin Qingye took it and thanked him with a smile.
Xu Zhinan organized all the things that would be used in the competition and put them into her bag. Xu Zhenfan saw the three design drafts she placed next to him and glanced at them: "Okay, your totem design is also very beautiful. Eh."
The last two cars stopped outside a cemetery.
Xu Zhenfan said with relief: "It's okay. Time is tight this time. I called Brother Lu last night. He also said that he was too busy preparing these days and didn't even go to the store."
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
"It's okay." Lin Qingye pushed back a bunch of her upturned hair and suddenly asked, "Is your birthday coming soon? Is it October 8th?"
Fu Xueming's sobs and cries were particularly harsh to his ears, making him anxious.
Lin Qingye was still sleepy, and what he did just now was completely subconscious. Now he frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
"Why did you pull it?"
Xu Zhinan organized all the things that would be used in the competition and put them into her bag. Xu Zhenfan saw the three design drafts she placed next to him and glanced at them: "Okay, your totem design is also very beautiful. Eh."
"Ah." Xu Zhi murmured. He had been preparing for the competition during this period and didn't think about his birthday. "Well, there's still a while."
"No." Someone below said, "Why do I feel like I'm attending a commendation meeting at my daughter's school?"
"Uncle, I want six steamed buns." Xu Zhinan bent slightly and said to the breakfast shop owner inside, "and three cups of soy milk."
Lin Guancheng hugged her and ran his fingers through her hair, as if he was holding a weak and pitiful wife.
"Really?" Xu Zhi murmured and smiled, "I rarely draw this type of painting, and I'm worried that this painting won't look good."
The group champions each have the advantages of group champions, and they are all first in their respective groups. It mainly depends on the comprehensive ability of the other two items.
Xu Zhinan organized all the things that would be used in the competition and put them into her bag. Xu Zhenfan saw the three design drafts she placed next to him and glanced at them: "Okay, your totem design is also very beautiful. Eh."
Xu Zhinan was small and thin, and he couldn't even squeeze into the center circle. He turned his head when he heard this.
"But let's forget it for today. It's better for the little girl to go home early in the evening." Lu Xihe was frightened by what happened to Wei Jing last time.
"Of course it looks good! Come on, be more confident in today's competition." Xu Zhenfan said, "Although Brother Lu is indeed very powerful and is a veteran in the tattoo circle after all, it's hard to say that he is better than his predecessor. You two have your own style! "
Xu Zhinan looked at the trophy in his arms, thought for a while, and said softly: "Then you should also win a championship."
Xu Zhenfan glanced at the clock next to him with an incomprehensible look. It was only seven o'clock.
Unlike Xu Zhinan, he came to the competition to increase his reputation and get more customers in the future.
Xu Zhinan was small and thin, and he couldn't even squeeze into the center circle. He turned his head when he heard this.
Xu Zhi murmured and thanked him with a smile.
The rolling shutter door was closed, and the broken hair on his forehead hung down. The morning sunlight poured into the store, and the broken hair cast mottled shadows on his face.
Xu Zhinan went over to open the window. Outside the window was a green field. As soon as she lowered her eyes, she saw the cigarette ashes falling on the outside of the window sill. She turned her head and asked, "Did you smoke yesterday?"
"Of course it looks good! Come on, be more confident in today's competition." Xu Zhenfan said, "Although Brother Lu is indeed very powerful and is a veteran in the tattoo circle after all, it's hard to say that he is better than his predecessor. You two have your own style! "
It was rare for her to talk so much, and every word was laced with a smile.
Xu Zhinan was in a good mood, smiling with his eyes bent: "Okay."
At the same time, Lin Qingye washed up in the inner room and opened the door. He washed his face, but there was no towel. There were still water drops on his face, and his hair was wet. The water drops rolled down the bridge of his nose and the side lines of his face. Come.
She glanced at Lin Qingye, then looked away, and continued down the stairs.
Throughout the whole process, Lin Guancheng was driving in front, and Lin Qingye was following behind him.
In the finals of the tattoo design competition, each tattoo artist had to tattoo three patterns, so everyone was extremely meticulous, but it took a long time. Fortunately, the patterns were not too big, and they were all over in the evening.
Xu Zhenfan: "Three."
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
Although he was only 15 or 6 years old in the photo, Shi Heng was considered his older brother, and his life ended at such a young age.
Lin Qingye ignored him. His face was cold when it was expressionless. Standing next to Xu Zhinan, who was as warm as the spring breeze, the two contrasts were even more obvious.
The scores all had decimal points. Xu Zhinan nervously counted in his mind. Before he could calculate, the total score popped up. She was 0.5 points higher than Lu Xihe and won the championship.
Xu Zhenfan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what Lu Xihe had mentioned to him when Wei Jing's incident caused a stir in the tattoo circle - that A'Nan's tattoo artist was a very powerful little girl.
Xu Zhinan told the truth: "It's not quite enough."
From a distance, it looked like a couple and their child who died young, but Lin Qingye behind him did not seem to be a family member with them.
Although he was only 15 or 6 years old in the photo, Shi Heng was considered his older brother, and his life ended at such a young age.
But Lin Qingye also had an equally tough temper and would never take the initiative to give in. As long as there was a small conflict between the two of them, it would inevitably break out.
Xu Zhinan was amused by him, and his expression was no longer so tense.
The scores all had decimal points. Xu Zhinan nervously counted in his mind. Before he could calculate, the total score popped up. She was 0.5 points higher than Lu Xihe and won the championship.
The three group champions got tattoos on three juxtaposed work beds, while the onlookers had no fixed location and were chatting not far from the work windows.
Xu Zhenfan asked, but Lu Xihe didn't say much, and just said, "Have you ever seen a big star hero saving a beauty?"
The work bed was very narrow, so she was so frightened that she let out a low cry, and she unconsciously stepped back. Her hand failed, and when she was about to fall, an arm came across and pulled her back.
In the sultry afternoon, there were not many cars on the road, and there were even fewer cars as we headed toward the suburbs.
The servant said "Hey", took another look at Lin Qingye, and went upstairs.
And the golden trophy on the red carpet on the stage.
He never understood it until he saw the scene in front of him and suddenly connected all the previous events together.
Xu Zhenfan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what Lu Xihe had mentioned to him when Wei Jing's incident caused a stir in the tattoo circle - that A'Nan's tattoo artist was a very powerful little girl.
Each of the three was assigned a model.
Xu Zhenfan glanced at the clock next to him with an incomprehensible look. It was only seven o'clock.
Soon, the game begins.
The results of the competition are finally out.
"Um."
Soon Lin Guancheng came out, and the three of them walked into the cemetery, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.
"A car will be here soon?" Lin Guancheng asked.
The work bed was very narrow, so she was so frightened that she let out a low cry, and she unconsciously stepped back. Her hand failed, and when she was about to fall, an arm came across and pulled her back.
At such an early hour, a man walked out of the back room, having just finished washing his face.
"Really?" Xu Zhi murmured and smiled, "I rarely draw this type of painting, and I'm worried that this painting won't look good."
Xu Zhenfan told the truth: "The guy in the car has such a strong aura that I don't dare to be alone with him."
Lu Xihe and another tattoo artist shook hands with her. They were both honest people and congratulated her on winning the championship.
Ouch, we can’t dwell on this.
A table was displayed on the big screen, with the names of three tattoo artists on the side columns and the tattoo scores of three styles on the horizontal row.
Lin Guancheng just came down from upstairs: "Here, sit down, it's been a long time since we had dinner together."
It is easy for thoughts to slip.
Everyone burst into laughter.
A table was displayed on the big screen, with the names of three tattoo artists on the side columns and the tattoo scores of three styles on the horizontal row.
He scratched his hair, took back the trophy in his hand, put it on his lap, and stopped talking.
This girl A'Nan really hides her secrets!
"So early."
He never understood it until he saw the scene in front of him and suddenly connected all the previous events together.
She cried while wearing sunglasses.
"A'nan girl!" he shouted, and the whole store was filled with smoke and smoke.
Xu Zhi chuckled and said "Oh" without saying much.
But I felt inexplicably empty.
Xu Zhenfan suddenly didn't even know where to look.
Xu Zhinan told the truth: "It's not quite enough."
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
Fu Xueming's sobs and cries were particularly harsh to his ears, making him anxious.
It was Lin Qingye who greeted him first, nodded, and Xu Zhenfan smiled coquettishly: "Hello, hello."
Lin Qingye watched coldly.
Not only him, but also the servants at home. When they opened the door and saw him, they were obviously stunned for a moment, and their smiles were a little stiff: "The young master is back."
In other words, she didn't want Lin Qingye to disturb his purity.
Lin Qingye touched his nose: "I couldn't help it."
Since Shi Heng's death, the relationship between Lin Qingye and Fu Xueming has not eased.
Lin Guancheng dug into his pocket, but he didn't bring any tissues. Lin Qingye took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and he didn't know when he put it in.
She later felt embarrassed.
Lin Qingye ignored him. His face was cold when it was expressionless. Standing next to Xu Zhinan, who was as warm as the spring breeze, the two contrasts were even more obvious.
She cried while wearing sunglasses.
She looked away and started to wash up.
"It's too late. There seems to be a breakfast shop outside over there. Just go and buy some."
"Yes, yes."
"That day was the final of "I Came for a Song"."
The inner room was very small, with some miscellaneous items placed there, and only a sink and toilet in the rest of the room. It was difficult for two people to even turn around in it.
Big guys like them always seem to be particularly keen on the poor buffet owner.
Xu Zhenfan thought to himself: As expected, he became famous at a young age and he is still a big name.
But Lin Qingye also had an equally tough temper and would never take the initiative to give in. As long as there was a small conflict between the two of them, it would inevitably break out.
As a result, this poker-faced man lowered his head and said to Xu Zhinan in the next second: "You don't want to have breakfast?"
Xu Zhinan told the truth: "It's not quite enough."
He scratched his hair, took back the trophy in his hand, put it on his lap, and stopped talking.
The three group champions got tattoos on three juxtaposed work beds, while the onlookers had no fixed location and were chatting not far from the work windows.
As a result, this poker-faced man lowered his head and said to Xu Zhinan in the next second: "You don't want to have breakfast?"
Lin Qingye said a faint "hmm", changed his shoes and entered the house.
Lin Qingye didn't come in until she finished washing. As soon as Xu Zhinan went out, Xu Zhenfan came.
The host also laughed, and Xu Zhi walked off the stage holding the trophy in confusion, not understanding what they were laughing at.
"You can't eat even if you want to eat today." Xu Zhenfan pursed his lips to the side, "My boyfriend is here."
The host also laughed, and Xu Zhi walked off the stage holding the trophy in confusion, not understanding what they were laughing at.
It was rare for her to talk so much, and every word was laced with a smile.
The voice is still gentle.
But I felt inexplicably empty.
After she finished speaking, she got out of the car. Lin Qingye and Xu Zhenfan were the only two people left in the car. Unable to bear it, he also got out of the car and went to the breakfast stall.
He could hardly remember the last time he came back.
Realistic tattooing is indeed a more difficult style of tattooing to learn. It's not that Lu Xihe doesn't know it, but each has its own specialization, and his skills in realism are indeed not as good as Xu Zhinan's.
Each of the three was assigned a model.
Xu Zhenfan got goosebumps inexplicably.
However, although Lin Guancheng has many industries, he is not involved in the entertainment industry. He does not know much about it and is just chatting casually.
Her words were originally meant to be a bit of a complaint, but when they came out of her mouth, they came out very softly. It didn't sound like a complaint, but rather like coquettishness.
Although the previous goal was to win the championship, and I prepared the design drawings and practiced carefully to win the championship, it still felt like a dream when it came true.
At noon, Lin Qingye returned to the Lin family's main residence.
But Lin Qingye also had an equally tough temper and would never take the initiative to give in. As long as there was a small conflict between the two of them, it would inevitably break out.
"It's too late. There seems to be a breakfast shop outside over there. Just go and buy some."
Xu Zhenfan thought to himself: As expected, he became famous at a young age and he is still a big name.
Lin Guancheng paused and was about to say more, but Fu Xueming had already walked to the car and whispered: "Guancheng, let's go."
Lu Xihe saw her nervousness and patted her shoulder: "Oh, relax, don't put so much pressure on yourself at such a young age, isn't it just a final? That idiot Wei Jing is not here, there are three of us, no matter what. Can be the champion, second runner-up.”
She did not wear high heels today, but a pair of plain black flat shoes. She knelt on the ground and placed fresh white lilies in front of the tombstone. Hot tears kept flowing down from behind her sunglasses. She covered her mouth and cried until she couldn't stop crying.
Lin Qingye: "I'll send you there."
Lin Qingye is actually quite calm now.
Each of the three was assigned a model.
It starts from "I am honored to receive this award" and ends with "I will continue to work hard and not let everyone down."
So Xu Zhenfan followed Lin Qingye's car with a confused look on his face. It was the first time he sat in a big star's car. He was on pins and needles the whole time and didn't dare to say anything until Lin Qingye parked the car near the final venue.
Lu Xihe is already a mature tattoo artist. He owns a famous shop called "Assassin" across the country. There are many outstanding tattoo artists in it. His reputation has been established, and the customer base can be said to be almost endless.
Xu Zhinan felt like he was in pieces. He just wanted to close his eyes for a while and rest last night, but unexpectedly he fell into such a deep sleep and slept until dawn.
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
There is a breakfast stall on the roadside.
Xu Zhenfan told the truth: "The guy in the car has such a strong aura that I don't dare to be alone with him."
When he shouted, the people around him also applauded.
Xu Zhinan looked over and saw Lin Qingye's car parked there.
"No." Someone below said, "Why do I feel like I'm attending a commendation meeting at my daughter's school?"
He handed it over.
Lu Xihe and another tattoo artist shook hands with her. They were both honest people and congratulated her on winning the championship.
The three tattoo artists who entered the finals tattooed all the way from morning to evening. They only drank a few drinks of water and didn't eat a bite of food.
Xu Zhinan turned around and asked Xu Zhenfan in the back seat: "Brother Zhenfan, have you eaten?"
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips and without explaining much, said goodbye to them and ran towards the car.
Lin Qingye laughed and responded obediently: "I know."
"Eh? Why is the window open?" She remembered that she had never opened this window before.
Xu Zhenfan is not in the habit of eating breakfast every day: "Not yet."
"I'll drive myself." Lin Qingye said, "I won't be back soon, I have other things to do."
Xu Zhenfan: "Three."
"Sister Anan." Lu Xihe greeted her.
"Then I'll buy some."
"Does it hurt?"
Lin Guancheng and Fu Xueming come here every year on this day. The security guard watching the tomb is already waiting there. Lin Guancheng goes over to register his name.
The ponytail swayed and jumped, sweeping across the fair and slender back of the neck.
Xu Zhenfan stood in the crowd, raised his arms and shouted: "Come on Ah Nan!!!"
It ended after everyone took another photo together.
After she finished speaking, she got out of the car. Lin Qingye and Xu Zhenfan were the only two people left in the car. Unable to bear it, he also got out of the car and went to the breakfast stall.
"Does it hurt?"
Xu Zhenfan stood in the crowd, raised his arms and shouted: "Come on Ah Nan!!!"
Everyone lingered on eating the buffet until the evening.
Xu Zhinan was stunned: "Why are you here?"
The results of the competition are finally out.
Someone dug a hole and asked, "Who do you want to win the championship?"
After she finished speaking, she got out of the car. Lin Qingye and Xu Zhenfan were the only two people left in the car. Unable to bear it, he also got out of the car and went to the breakfast stall.
In other words, she didn't want Lin Qingye to disturb his purity.
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
Xu Zhenfan told the truth: "The guy in the car has such a strong aura that I don't dare to be alone with him."
Fortunately, the organizer was very considerate and even arranged a buffet while waiting for the scores, and everyone else who came to watch also participated.
Fu Xueming cried for a long time and talked to Shi Heng intermittently for a long time. Tears gathered on her chin, and they hit her hand one after another, leaving a wet stain.
Xu Zhinan began to feel nervous.
Xu Zhenfan: "So many?"
But I felt inexplicably empty.
Realistic tattooing is indeed a more difficult style of tattooing to learn. It's not that Lu Xihe doesn't know it, but each has its own specialization, and his skills in realism are indeed not as good as Xu Zhinan's.
He handed it over.
Xu Zhi chuckled and said "Oh" without saying much.
Fortunately, the meal ended peacefully, but the atmosphere was really depressing, and I didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
Xu Zhinan held the microphone.
Lu Xihe was amused by her serious look.
"Wait a minute."
And the golden trophy on the red carpet on the stage.
Xu Zhenfan thought to himself, would a big star eat such a common thing that costs only one dollar a piece
"If you win the championship, do you have to treat me to a treat?"
The last two cars stopped outside a cemetery.
The business of this steamed stuffed bun shop was very good. It was the peak time for work and school. There was a queue of three or four meters, and it took several minutes to get my turn.
"That day was the final of "I Came for a Song"."
The servant said "Hey", took another look at Lin Qingye, and went upstairs.
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
"How many do you eat?" Xu Zhi asked.
“…”
Lin Qingye asked: "Well, is there any birthday gift you want?"
In previous years, everyone was accustomed to hearing all kinds of arrogant and shameless acceptance speeches. At first glance, they were confused when they heard Xu Zhinan's version.
Xu Zhenfan told the truth: "The guy in the car has such a strong aura that I don't dare to be alone with him."
Xu Zhinan looked at the trophy in his arms, thought for a while, and said softly: "Then you should also win a championship."
Xu Zhenfan: "Three."
"Yes, yes."
Xu Zhenfan told the truth: "The guy in the car has such a strong aura that I don't dare to be alone with him."
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips and smiled softly.
In previous years, everyone was accustomed to hearing all kinds of arrogant and shameless acceptance speeches. At first glance, they were confused when they heard Xu Zhinan's version.
Lin Guancheng just came down from upstairs: "Here, sit down, it's been a long time since we had dinner together."
"Uncle, I want six steamed buns." Xu Zhinan bent slightly and said to the breakfast shop owner inside, "and three cups of soy milk."
"A'nan girl!" he shouted, and the whole store was filled with smoke and smoke.
"Sister Anan." Lu Xihe greeted her.
At noon, Lin Qingye returned to the Lin family's main residence.
The scores all had decimal points. Xu Zhinan nervously counted in his mind. Before he could calculate, the total score popped up. She was 0.5 points higher than Lu Xihe and won the championship.
Lin Guancheng hugged her and ran his fingers through her hair, as if he was holding a weak and pitiful wife.
Xu Zhenfan: "So many?"
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips and smiled softly.
"Then I'll buy some."
The first to come out were the results of the totem group. There was no doubt that Lu Xihe was first and Xu Zhinan was second. There was not much difference between them.
"Yeah, I bought it for him."
Xu Zhenfan is not in the habit of eating breakfast every day: "Not yet."
"What's wrong?" His hand stopped on her waist for two seconds and then took it back.
"Isn't this your final today? I'll go with you and be your cheerleader!" Xu Zhenfan patted his chest, "How are you preparing?"
Soon Lin Guancheng came out, and the three of them walked into the cemetery, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.
Xu Zhenfan squeezed out of the crowd with two full plates: "A Nan! Here!"
There were many people around, but Xu Zhinan didn't say Lin Qingye's name, but pointed back in the direction of getting off the car.
As a result, this poker-faced man lowered his head and said to Xu Zhinan in the next second: "You don't want to have breakfast?"
But Lin Qingye also had an equally tough temper and would never take the initiative to give in. As long as there was a small conflict between the two of them, it would inevitably break out.
The rolling shutter door was closed, and the broken hair on his forehead hung down. The morning sunlight poured into the store, and the broken hair cast mottled shadows on his face.
Owl is the topic of the realistic group.
Xu Zhinan was small and thin, and he couldn't even squeeze into the center circle. He turned his head when he heard this.
Xu Zhenfan thought to himself, would a big star eat such a common thing that costs only one dollar a piece
After sending Xu Zhinan away, Lin Qingye went to Chuanqi Entertainment Company and re-recorded the modified demo, basically deciding on the first song of the new album.
In recent years, Lu Xihe has had fewer tattoos on his own hands. Except for some old customers who asked for him by name, the rest were left to his apprentices.
Soon, the results of the other two items also came out.
Although he was only 15 or 6 years old in the photo, Shi Heng was considered his older brother, and his life ended at such a young age.
Throughout the whole process, Lin Guancheng was driving in front, and Lin Qingye was following behind him.
The two of them sat down together. Wang Qi probably mentioned to Lin Guancheng that he also knew that Lin Qingye was preparing for a new album, so he asked a few more questions about the album at the table.
Xu Zhinan looked over and saw Lin Qingye's car parked there.
Lu Xihe is already a mature tattoo artist. He owns a famous shop called "Assassin" across the country. There are many outstanding tattoo artists in it. His reputation has been established, and the customer base can be said to be almost endless.
Xu Zhinan paid the money and ran back to the car. Xu Zhenfan did not follow her, but waited for her on the side.
Since Shi Heng's death, the relationship between Lin Qingye and Fu Xueming has not eased.
"hand."
Xu Zhinan walked out side by side with Xu Zhenfan and Lu Xihe. The trophy was so big and heavy that Xu Zhinan had to hold it with both hands, which looked a bit funny.
Xu Zhinan glanced at him from the corner of his eye. He was leaning back on the chair, listening to her at leisure, and holding the trophy for her in his hand.
Since Shi Heng's death, the relationship between Lin Qingye and Fu Xueming has not eased.
Lin Qingye rolled down the window and handed over her work bag. Xu Zhinan took it and thanked him, then gave him two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk: "Do you want to eat it?"
"What's wrong?" His hand stopped on her waist for two seconds and then took it back.
There were many people around, but Xu Zhinan didn't say Lin Qingye's name, but pointed back in the direction of getting off the car.
Before Xu Zhenfan came back, Lu Xihe came over with a plate. He sat down in front of Xu Zhinan and asked, "How were you feeling just now?"
Lin Qingye didn't come in until she finished washing. As soon as Xu Zhinan went out, Xu Zhenfan came.
The voice is still gentle.
Lin Qingye's eyes fell over. The meat buns were packed in a transparent plastic bag, and the cup of soy milk was also packed in a thin plastic cup that flattened when pinched, with a pattern from a cartoon printed on it.
The host also laughed, and Xu Zhi walked off the stage holding the trophy in confusion, not understanding what they were laughing at.
As a result, this poker-faced man lowered his head and said to Xu Zhinan in the next second: "You don't want to have breakfast?"
Lin Qingye paused for a moment, and then he laughed, his laughter deep and low.
Xu Zhenfan glanced at the clock next to him with an incomprehensible look. It was only seven o'clock.
The host also laughed, and Xu Zhi walked off the stage holding the trophy in confusion, not understanding what they were laughing at.
"I tattooed for almost ten hours, and my eyes were dazzled by the end. Fortunately, I didn't make any mistakes. I shouldn't have been able to win against Brother Lu. His totem design is very beautiful, delicate and flamboyant. It's a pity. He made a mistake in one picture, but I am still very happy to win the championship.”
Two years before his death, Fu Xueming simply hated him. When she saw him, she would break down and cry and curse. After that, she gradually became like this.
He is very particular about food and drink on weekdays. Although he is not a picky eater, except for the occasional late-night snack with a few band members in the past, he has never eaten at a roadside stall like this.
"Um."
Lin Guancheng and Fu Xueming come here every year on this day. The security guard watching the tomb is already waiting there. Lin Guancheng goes over to register his name.
Xu Zhinan began to feel nervous.
Lin Qingye took it and thanked him with a smile.
Owl is the topic of the realistic group.
The scores all had decimal points. Xu Zhinan nervously counted in his mind. Before he could calculate, the total score popped up. She was 0.5 points higher than Lu Xihe and won the championship.
The ponytail swayed and jumped, sweeping across the fair and slender back of the neck.
As a result, this poker-faced man lowered his head and said to Xu Zhinan in the next second: "You don't want to have breakfast?"
Xu Zhenfan suddenly didn't even know where to look.
And the golden trophy on the red carpet on the stage.
"What's wrong?" His hand stopped on her waist for two seconds and then took it back.
It is easy for thoughts to slip.
Xu Zhenfan standing aside: "..."
Lu Xihe is already a mature tattoo artist. He owns a famous shop called "Assassin" across the country. There are many outstanding tattoo artists in it. His reputation has been established, and the customer base can be said to be almost endless.
"But let's forget it for today. It's better for the little girl to go home early in the evening." Lu Xihe was frightened by what happened to Wei Jing last time.
Lin Guancheng just came down from upstairs: "Here, sit down, it's been a long time since we had dinner together."
He occupied a table, and as soon as Xu Zhinan sat down, Xu Zhenfan went over to grab the second wave.
Xu Zhenfan stood in the crowd, raised his arms and shouted: "Come on Ah Nan!!!"
"I tattooed for almost ten hours, and my eyes were dazzled by the end. Fortunately, I didn't make any mistakes. I shouldn't have been able to win against Brother Lu. His totem design is very beautiful, delicate and flamboyant. It's a pity. He made a mistake in one picture, but I am still very happy to win the championship.”
Xu Zhinan walked out side by side with Xu Zhenfan and Lu Xihe. The trophy was so big and heavy that Xu Zhinan had to hold it with both hands, which looked a bit funny.
Xu Zhinan hugged the bag: "Then I'll go there first."
For example, the tripod and camera are now erected in front of the three people.
Lin Guancheng paused and was about to say more, but Fu Xueming had already walked to the car and whispered: "Guancheng, let's go."
"Wait a minute."
This girl A'Nan really hides her secrets!
"That's soon." Xu Zhenfan quickly answered.
He occupied a table, and as soon as Xu Zhinan sat down, Xu Zhenfan went over to grab the second wave.
Lin Qingye stretched out his hand towards her, with his palm upwards and his long and beautiful fingers slightly curled.
Someone dug a hole and asked, "Who do you want to win the championship?"
It starts from "I am honored to receive this award" and ends with "I will continue to work hard and not let everyone down."
The group champions each have the advantages of group champions, and they are all first in their respective groups. It mainly depends on the comprehensive ability of the other two items.
"It's okay." Lin Qingye looked at his phone and asked, "When will the game start?"
He promised her: "Okay."
Xu Zhinan looked at his hand, confused: "What's wrong?"
Throughout the whole process, Lin Guancheng was driving in front, and Lin Qingye was following behind him.
Lu Xihe knew that his owl tattoo was not done well, so he waved his hand behind him.
Lin Qingye smiled and raised his hand to rub her hair: "It's so amazing."
"hand."
Xu Zhinan told the truth: "It's not quite enough."
Lu Xihe was amused by her serious look.
Lin Qingye asked: "Well, is there any birthday gift you want?"
"It's pretty good." Xu Zhinan pressed his shoulder, which was sore from too much concentration.
She reached out her hand suspiciously and uncertainly.
Lin Qingye came here directly after leaving the cemetery and waited for a long time.
As soon as she asked the question, she figured it out. It must be Lin Qingye who carried her to the bed to sleep.
"It's okay." Lin Qingye pushed back a bunch of her upturned hair and suddenly asked, "Is your birthday coming soon? Is it October 8th?"
After she finished speaking, she got out of the car. Lin Qingye and Xu Zhenfan were the only two people left in the car. Unable to bear it, he also got out of the car and went to the breakfast stall.
The last two cars stopped outside a cemetery.
Lin Qingye took her hand, squeezed it, and said, "Come on for the game."
In other words, she didn't want Lin Qingye to disturb his purity.
Soon Lin Guancheng came out, and the three of them walked into the cemetery, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.
"Uncle, I want six steamed buns." Xu Zhinan bent slightly and said to the breakfast shop owner inside, "and three cups of soy milk."
She looked away and started to wash up.
It was very quiet at the dinner table. The servant stepped aside and lowered his eyebrows, fearing that the young master would quarrel with his wife again and ruin this wonderful meal.
There were many people around, but Xu Zhinan didn't say Lin Qingye's name, but pointed back in the direction of getting off the car.
Went to the competition venue with Xu Zhenfan. Lu Xihe and another group champion of the Oriental Traditional Group had already arrived.
Fortunately, the meal ended peacefully, but the atmosphere was really depressing, and I didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
Everyone lingered on eating the buffet until the evening.
He is very particular about food and drink on weekdays. Although he is not a picky eater, except for the occasional late-night snack with a few band members in the past, he has never eaten at a roadside stall like this.
"Really?" Xu Zhi murmured and smiled, "I rarely draw this type of painting, and I'm worried that this painting won't look good."
Xu Zhenfan got goosebumps inexplicably.
The winner of the Oriental Traditional Group was a girl with blond hair and smoky makeup. Xu Zhinan recognized her as the person who sang "Black Locust" at the KTV last time.
"You can't eat even if you want to eat today." Xu Zhenfan pursed his lips to the side, "My boyfriend is here."
Lin Qingye is actually quite calm now.
The last two cars stopped outside a cemetery.
"It's too late. There seems to be a breakfast shop outside over there. Just go and buy some."
Xu Zhenfan stood in the crowd, raised his arms and shouted: "Come on Ah Nan!!!"
…Why did she talk so much to Lin Qingye
The business of this steamed stuffed bun shop was very good. It was the peak time for work and school. There was a queue of three or four meters, and it took several minutes to get my turn.
In addition to the three contestants, many other people came to watch the finals. Many tattoo enthusiasts came.
“…”
Xu Zhinan hugged the bag: "Then I'll go there first."
Xu Zhinan looked over and saw Lin Qingye's car parked there.
"Sister Anan." Lu Xihe greeted her.
"hand."
When he shouted, the people around him also applauded.
"Brother Lu."
She looked away and started to wash up.
He pressed his neck and tilted his head.
Owl is the topic of the realistic group.
Lu Xihe saw her nervousness and patted her shoulder: "Oh, relax, don't put so much pressure on yourself at such a young age, isn't it just a final? That idiot Wei Jing is not here, there are three of us, no matter what. Can be the champion, second runner-up.”
She pushed the door open and walked into the inner room, the wind blowing her hair.
"Isn't this your final today? I'll go with you and be your cheerleader!" Xu Zhenfan patted his chest, "How are you preparing?"
Fu Xueming cried for a long time and talked to Shi Heng intermittently for a long time. Tears gathered on her chin, and they hit her hand one after another, leaving a wet stain.
"I'll drive myself." Lin Qingye said, "I won't be back soon, I have other things to do."
Went to the competition venue with Xu Zhenfan. Lu Xihe and another group champion of the Oriental Traditional Group had already arrived.
As soon as she asked the question, she figured it out. It must be Lin Qingye who carried her to the bed to sleep.
Xu Zhinan was amused by him, and his expression was no longer so tense.
She did not wear high heels today, but a pair of plain black flat shoes. She knelt on the ground and placed fresh white lilies in front of the tombstone. Hot tears kept flowing down from behind her sunglasses. She covered her mouth and cried until she couldn't stop crying.
Xu Zhinan paid the money and ran back to the car. Xu Zhenfan did not follow her, but waited for her on the side.
Soon Lin Guancheng came out, and the three of them walked into the cemetery, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.
After she finished speaking, she suddenly realized what she was saying.
"What a coincidence."
The voice is still gentle.
The reason why the two of them were so calm today was because today was Shi Heng's death anniversary, and Fu Xueming didn't want to make things unpleasant on such a day.
In addition to the three contestants, many other people came to watch the finals. Many tattoo enthusiasts came.
Soon, the game begins.
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
Lin Qingye said a faint "hmm", changed his shoes and entered the house.
Lin Guancheng took out one and gave it to Fu Xueming. She raised her hand to block it and didn't want it.
"Really?" Xu Zhi murmured and smiled, "I rarely draw this type of painting, and I'm worried that this painting won't look good."
But Lin Qingye also had an equally tough temper and would never take the initiative to give in. As long as there was a small conflict between the two of them, it would inevitably break out.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Lin Qingye took her hand, squeezed it, and said, "Come on for the game."
Each of the three was assigned a model.
She cried while wearing sunglasses.
The ponytail swayed and jumped, sweeping across the fair and slender back of the neck.
Xu Zhenfan glanced at the clock next to him with an incomprehensible look. It was only seven o'clock.
Only now is it all revealed.
In the finals, although the schedule is not rigorous, everyone in the venue is just having a party, and the atmosphere of the game is gone, but there is still what should be there.
She looked away and started to wash up.
Since Shi Heng's death, the relationship between Lin Qingye and Fu Xueming has not eased.
The final setting of this tattoo design competition is also very casual.
Xu Zhinan told the truth: "It's not quite enough."
"So early."
The three group champions got tattoos on three juxtaposed work beds, while the onlookers had no fixed location and were chatting not far from the work windows.
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
"Why did you pull it?"
Xu Zhenfan stood in the crowd, raised his arms and shouted: "Come on Ah Nan!!!"
In front of the tombstone, Fu Xueming was kneeling, Lin Guancheng was squatting, and Lin Qingye was standing.
Xu Zhinan looked at his hand, confused: "What's wrong?"
"It's almost nine o'clock in the morning."
Lin Qingye watched coldly.
Lu Xihe was an experienced tattoo artist, and he was quite comfortable with this kind of competition. He even took the time to look up at him and said, "Why did you switch sides just because you saw a pretty girl?"
Xu Zhinan looked at the trophy in his arms, thought for a while, and said softly: "Then you should also win a championship."
Lin Qingye didn't come in until she finished washing. As soon as Xu Zhinan went out, Xu Zhenfan came.
The two of them sat down together. Wang Qi probably mentioned to Lin Guancheng that he also knew that Lin Qingye was preparing for a new album, so he asked a few more questions about the album at the table.
"Why am I sleeping here?"
At noon, Lin Qingye returned to the Lin family's main residence.
It starts from "I am honored to receive this award" and ends with "I will continue to work hard and not let everyone down."
A group of people around laughed.
In front of the tombstone, Fu Xueming was kneeling, Lin Guancheng was squatting, and Lin Qingye was standing.
In previous years, everyone was accustomed to hearing all kinds of arrogant and shameless acceptance speeches. At first glance, they were confused when they heard Xu Zhinan's version.
The voice is still gentle.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Lin Qingye came here directly after leaving the cemetery and waited for a long time.
"Does it hurt?"
Xu Zhinan pursed his lips and smiled softly.
"Brother Lu."
"I can't. I didn't handle those owl eyes well. They lack charm."
Xu Zhenfan said with relief: "It's okay. Time is tight this time. I called Brother Lu last night. He also said that he was too busy preparing these days and didn't even go to the store."
So we divided into two cars.
Xu Zhenfan suddenly didn't even know where to look.
There is a photo on the tombstone. He is very young, about 15 or 6 years old. He is wearing a white shirt, has a bright smile, and has a handsome appearance. His eyebrows look like Fu Xueming's, very delicate.
The first to come out were the results of the totem group. There was no doubt that Lu Xihe was first and Xu Zhinan was second. There was not much difference between them.
Xu Zhenfan said "Hey!" several times, and then added: "Brother Lu, come on too!"
So we divided into two cars.
The three group champions got tattoos on three juxtaposed work beds, while the onlookers had no fixed location and were chatting not far from the work windows.
She did not wear high heels today, but a pair of plain black flat shoes. She knelt on the ground and placed fresh white lilies in front of the tombstone. Hot tears kept flowing down from behind her sunglasses. She covered her mouth and cried until she couldn't stop crying.
Someone dug a hole and asked, "Who do you want to win the championship?"
Although he was only 15 or 6 years old in the photo, Shi Heng was considered his older brother, and his life ended at such a young age.
"So early."
The scores all had decimal points. Xu Zhinan nervously counted in his mind. Before he could calculate, the total score popped up. She was 0.5 points higher than Lu Xihe and won the championship.
Although the previous goal was to win the championship, and I prepared the design drawings and practiced carefully to win the championship, it still felt like a dream when it came true.
Xu Zhenfan couldn't offend anyone: "I think the three of them are so good, so they might as well tie for first place."
Each of the three was assigned a model.
The three group champions got tattoos on three juxtaposed work beds, while the onlookers had no fixed location and were chatting not far from the work windows.
"Yeah, I bought it for him."
And the golden trophy on the red carpet on the stage.
After sending Xu Zhinan away, Lin Qingye went to Chuanqi Entertainment Company and re-recorded the modified demo, basically deciding on the first song of the new album.
The first thing that came into view was not Xu Zhinan, but her golden trophy. It was so big that it completely blocked her face.
She did not wear high heels today, but a pair of plain black flat shoes. She knelt on the ground and placed fresh white lilies in front of the tombstone. Hot tears kept flowing down from behind her sunglasses. She covered her mouth and cried until she couldn't stop crying.
Two years before his death, Fu Xueming simply hated him. When she saw him, she would break down and cry and curse. After that, she gradually became like this.
Since Shi Heng's death, the relationship between Lin Qingye and Fu Xueming has not eased.
At noon, Lin Qingye returned to the Lin family's main residence.
As soon as she asked the question, she figured it out. It must be Lin Qingye who carried her to the bed to sleep.
But Lin Qingye also had an equally tough temper and would never take the initiative to give in. As long as there was a small conflict between the two of them, it would inevitably break out.
"It's too late. There seems to be a breakfast shop outside over there. Just go and buy some."
He could hardly remember the last time he came back.
This time he came to participate in the competition more for fun, although before meeting Xu Zhinan, his goal in participating this time was "to win a championship casually and have fun."
"Not my boyfriend."
Although the previous goal was to win the championship, and I prepared the design drawings and practiced carefully to win the championship, it still felt like a dream when it came true.
Grading takes a while.
Not only him, but also the servants at home. When they opened the door and saw him, they were obviously stunned for a moment, and their smiles were a little stiff: "The young master is back."
"Really?" Xu Zhi murmured and smiled, "I rarely draw this type of painting, and I'm worried that this painting won't look good."
She was not prepared before, but fortunately she had had a similar experience when she was studying in the past, so she was not too overwhelmed.
Fu Xueming was standing outside the guard box holding the bouquet of flowers. Lin Qingye leaned against the wall and saw Fu Xueming lowering his head and raising his hand to wipe his face.
"Yeah, I bought it for him."
The results of the competition are finally out.
He handed it over.
Lin Qingye said a faint "hmm", changed his shoes and entered the house.
The first thing that came into view was not Xu Zhinan, but her golden trophy. It was so big that it completely blocked her face.
"A'nan girl!" he shouted, and the whole store was filled with smoke and smoke.
"Did you win the championship?" Lin Qingye asked.
Lin Guancheng just came down from upstairs: "Here, sit down, it's been a long time since we had dinner together."
"Well, I smoked one when I was boiling water, and you fell asleep when I got out."
Lin Guancheng: "Eat, let's go there together after eating."
Xu Zhinan comforted him: "It's okay, it depends on the results of the other two."
Fu Xueming cried for a long time and talked to Shi Heng intermittently for a long time. Tears gathered on her chin, and they hit her hand one after another, leaving a wet stain.
He said, turned around and went out again.
The reason why the two of them were so calm today was because today was Shi Heng's death anniversary, and Fu Xueming didn't want to make things unpleasant on such a day.
The two of them sat down together. Wang Qi probably mentioned to Lin Guancheng that he also knew that Lin Qingye was preparing for a new album, so he asked a few more questions about the album at the table.
The servant said "Hey", took another look at Lin Qingye, and went upstairs.
The totems he is best at are not particularly demanding in terms of tattoo technology. The focus is on design, and a good totem design is crucial.
As soon as she asked the question, she figured it out. It must be Lin Qingye who carried her to the bed to sleep.
He always felt as if he had been left behind. They were grieving so wholeheartedly, but it seemed that he was cold-blooded and heartless, and he couldn't even squeeze out tears.
A table was displayed on the big screen, with the names of three tattoo artists on the side columns and the tattoo scores of three styles on the horizontal row.
However, although Lin Guancheng has many industries, he is not involved in the entertainment industry. He does not know much about it and is just chatting casually.
Lin Guancheng paused and was about to say more, but Fu Xueming had already walked to the car and whispered: "Guancheng, let's go."
Looking sideways, Xu Zhinan just opened the car door.
The business of this steamed stuffed bun shop was very good. It was the peak time for work and school. There was a queue of three or four meters, and it took several minutes to get my turn.
From a distance, it looked like a couple and their child who died young, but Lin Qingye behind him did not seem to be a family member with them.
Xu Zhenfan said "Ouch" from a distance: "A'Nan is awesome!! Champion!!"
The group champions each have the advantages of group champions, and they are all first in their respective groups. It mainly depends on the comprehensive ability of the other two items.
"Really?" Xu Zhi murmured and smiled, "I rarely draw this type of painting, and I'm worried that this painting won't look good."
Since Shi Heng's death, the relationship between Lin Qingye and Fu Xueming has not eased.
"Go upstairs and call Madam, why haven't you come down yet? The food is cold." Lin Guancheng turned his head and said to the servant.
Xu Zhi murmured and thanked him with a smile.
However, although Lin Guancheng has many industries, he is not involved in the entertainment industry. He does not know much about it and is just chatting casually.
“…”
The servant said "Hey", took another look at Lin Qingye, and went upstairs.
Xu Zhinan felt like he was in pieces. He just wanted to close his eyes for a while and rest last night, but unexpectedly he fell into such a deep sleep and slept until dawn.
The winner of the Oriental Traditional Group was a girl with blond hair and smoky makeup. Xu Zhinan recognized her as the person who sang "Black Locust" at the KTV last time.
Lin Qingye took her hand, squeezed it, and said, "Come on for the game."
Xu Zhi chuckled and said "Oh" without saying much.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?"
This time he came to participate in the competition more for fun, although before meeting Xu Zhinan, his goal in participating this time was "to win a championship casually and have fun."
Fu Xueming came downstairs not long after. She was wearing a black dress today, with long straight black hair shawl, light makeup, and no jewelry on her body, which was very different from her usual appearance.
"Does it hurt?"
He handed it over.
He is very particular about food and drink on weekdays. Although he is not a picky eater, except for the occasional late-night snack with a few band members in the past, he has never eaten at a roadside stall like this.
Xu Zhenfan glanced at the clock next to him with an incomprehensible look. It was only seven o'clock.
"Not my boyfriend."
It's no joke to stay in that sleeping position all night. Xu Zhinan usually feels sore after two hours of tattooing.
The three group champions got tattoos on three juxtaposed work beds, while the onlookers had no fixed location and were chatting not far from the work windows.
He occupied a table, and as soon as Xu Zhinan sat down, Xu Zhenfan went over to grab the second wave.
She glanced at Lin Qingye, then looked away, and continued down the stairs.
The work bed was very narrow, so she was so frightened that she let out a low cry, and she unconsciously stepped back. Her hand failed, and when she was about to fall, an arm came across and pulled her back.
She glanced at Lin Qingye, then looked away, and continued down the stairs.
"Does it hurt?"
The first thing that came into view was not Xu Zhinan, but her golden trophy. It was so big that it completely blocked her face.
Lin Qingye stretched out his hand towards her, with his palm upwards and his long and beautiful fingers slightly curled.
The servant moved a chair for her to sit down.
Xu Zhenfan thought to himself, would a big star eat such a common thing that costs only one dollar a piece
Lin Qingye took her hand, squeezed it, and said, "Come on for the game."
And the golden trophy on the red carpet on the stage.
Lin Guancheng: "Eat, let's go there together after eating."
The little girl was really happy to win the championship. She was holding a huge and heavy trophy, and it was hard to run, almost with small steps.
Although the results were not as good as expected, Lu Xihe has always been open-minded and has no regrets.
Fu Xueming was standing outside the guard box holding the bouquet of flowers. Lin Qingye leaned against the wall and saw Fu Xueming lowering his head and raising his hand to wipe his face.
Xu Zhinan walked out side by side with Xu Zhenfan and Lu Xihe. The trophy was so big and heavy that Xu Zhinan had to hold it with both hands, which looked a bit funny.
Lin Qingye came here directly after leaving the cemetery and waited for a long time.
Grading takes a while.
“…”
It ended after everyone took another photo together.
It was very quiet at the dinner table. The servant stepped aside and lowered his eyebrows, fearing that the young master would quarrel with his wife again and ruin this wonderful meal.
A very official acceptance speech.
At such an early hour, a man walked out of the back room, having just finished washing his face.
Lu Xihe knew that his owl tattoo was not done well, so he waved his hand behind him.
Soon Lin Guancheng came out, and the three of them walked into the cemetery, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.
Xu Zhinan turned around and asked Xu Zhenfan in the back seat: "Brother Zhenfan, have you eaten?"
Fortunately, the meal ended peacefully, but the atmosphere was really depressing, and I didn't even dare to breathe heavily.
In previous years, everyone was accustomed to hearing all kinds of arrogant and shameless acceptance speeches. At first glance, they were confused when they heard Xu Zhinan's version.
It was very quiet at the dinner table. The servant stepped aside and lowered his eyebrows, fearing that the young master would quarrel with his wife again and ruin this wonderful meal.
Lin Qingye was still sleepy, and what he did just now was completely subconscious. Now he frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
It is easy for thoughts to slip.
The host also laughed, and Xu Zhi walked off the stage holding the trophy in confusion, not understanding what they were laughing at.
After eating, the three of them got up. Fu Xueming put a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of her nose. The servant handed over the bouquet of white lilies that had been prepared before, with some crystal water drops sprinkled on it.
Each of the three was assigned a model.
Lin Qingye ignored him. His face was cold when it was expressionless. Standing next to Xu Zhinan, who was as warm as the spring breeze, the two contrasts were even more obvious.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?"
“…”
"Sister Anan." Lu Xihe greeted her.
Lin Qingye took it and thanked him with a smile.
"A car will be here soon?" Lin Guancheng asked.
"Isn't this your final today? I'll go with you and be your cheerleader!" Xu Zhenfan patted his chest, "How are you preparing?"
She did not wear high heels today, but a pair of plain black flat shoes. She knelt on the ground and placed fresh white lilies in front of the tombstone. Hot tears kept flowing down from behind her sunglasses. She covered her mouth and cried until she couldn't stop crying.
The winner of the Oriental Traditional Group was a girl with blond hair and smoky makeup. Xu Zhinan recognized her as the person who sang "Black Locust" at the KTV last time.
Although the tattoo shop is small, it is still well-equipped.
Soon Lin Guancheng came out, and the three of them walked into the cemetery, and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.
"What's wrong?" His hand stopped on her waist for two seconds and then took it back.
Xu Zhinan went over to open the window. Outside the window was a green field. As soon as she lowered her eyes, she saw the cigarette ashes falling on the outside of the window sill. She turned her head and asked, "Did you smoke yesterday?"
Xu Zhenfan: "So many?"
"I'll drive myself." Lin Qingye said, "I won't be back soon, I have other things to do."
Although he was only 15 or 6 years old in the photo, Shi Heng was considered his older brother, and his life ended at such a young age.
Lin Qingye asked: "Well, is there any birthday gift you want?"
He scratched his hair, took back the trophy in his hand, put it on his lap, and stopped talking.
Xu Zhinan was small and thin, and he couldn't even squeeze into the center circle. He turned his head when he heard this.
"A car will be here soon?" Lin Guancheng asked.
Someone dug a hole and asked, "Who do you want to win the championship?"
Lin Guancheng paused and was about to say more, but Fu Xueming had already walked to the car and whispered: "Guancheng, let's go."
The first thing that came into view was not Xu Zhinan, but her golden trophy. It was so big that it completely blocked her face.
Xu Zhinan walked out side by side with Xu Zhenfan and Lu Xihe. The trophy was so big and heavy that Xu Zhinan had to hold it with both hands, which looked a bit funny.
He handed it over.
The results of the competition are finally out.
The servant said "Hey", took another look at Lin Qingye, and went upstairs.
So we divided into two cars.
Xu Zhinan looked at his hand, confused: "What's wrong?"
Xu Zhinan looked over and saw Lin Qingye's car parked there.
Lin Qingye came here directly after leaving the cemetery and waited for a long time.
However, although Lin Guancheng has many industries, he is not involved in the entertainment industry. He does not know much about it and is just chatting casually.
"Yes, yes."
Lin Qingye got into the car, took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and bit it between his teeth. When he was about to light it, he thought of what Xu Zhi murmured this morning, "Smoke less."
"Well, because this time I have to tattoo three patterns. Although they are quite small, it may be a bit time-consuming to directly select the first, second and third place."