"Hello?" She picked up.
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
It was the rush hour after get off work, and also the peak time for taking out orders. After waiting for a long time, Gu Congwang's takeout was finally delivered. In addition to the sushi platter, he also ordered a bottle of sake.
Xu Zhinan sat down and said, "If you want a tattoo, I'll give it to you for free."
Zhao Qian made an OK gesture: "I'm a professional."
There are four main classic styles of tattoos: traditional, school, realistic, and totemic.
The other end asked, "Xu Zhinan, where have you been?"
"I'll come back by myself!" Master Gu said angrily, and then he hung up the phone after saying "I'll find you at the store."
Gu Congwang took a taxi directly from the airport. As soon as Xu Zhinan walked out of Pingchuan University Station, she received a call from him saying that he had arrived.
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
Xu Zhinan didn't react and blinked: "What?"
Yes, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like someone who would have anything to do with Lin Qingye.
Gu Congwang took a taxi directly from the airport. As soon as Xu Zhinan walked out of Pingchuan University Station, she received a call from him saying that he had arrived.
The young man was tall and had long legs. Perhaps he was still sleepy, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little impatient.
All I could hear was Zhao Qian's sigh, suppressing her excitement.
"Didn't I tell you that I had a flight today, and you didn't even come to pick me up? I'm all alone at Yancheng Airport now!"
Gu Congwang was overwhelmed when he heard her say this: "What bird language are you talking about?"
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
"I know you're coming back today." Xu Zhinan glanced back at Lin Qingye and lowered his voice, "You didn't ask me to pick you up at the airport."
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
It was the rush hour after get off work, and also the peak time for taking out orders. After waiting for a long time, Gu Congwang's takeout was finally delivered. In addition to the sushi platter, he also ordered a bottle of sake.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
Fourteen: "Didn't the show "I Come for Singing" release an audio clip today? Was it because of the abusive comments below?"
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
Gu Congwang only poured her half a cup: "Why do you want to drink today? Are you in a bad mood?"
"I really admire you, auntie. Is there anyone as heartless as you? When I was in China, I took you with me everywhere!"
This area is also a university town. After Xu Zhinan was praised as the "Light of Pingchuan", many people came here to visit, and gradually the publicity effect was achieved.
Xu Zhinan paused, turned around and glanced at the classroom, but did not see Lin Qingye.
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
Xu Zhinan didn't argue with that Master Gu: "What are you going to do now? Is there no one to pick you up at the airport?"
Xu Zhinan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head to look at the Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf beside him, and said slowly: "I just feel that I am doing something wrong."
The studio door slammed loudly.
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
…
"I'll come back by myself!" Master Gu said angrily, and then he hung up the phone after saying "I'll find you at the store."
Gu Congwang only poured her half a cup: "Why do you want to drink today? Are you in a bad mood?"
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
After he finished speaking, he felt that this guess was impossible: "That's not right. The captain doesn't seem like someone who would pay attention to these things."
She hesitated about how to address Gu Congwang to Lin Qingye.
Zhao Qian leaned back in her chair, holding her phone and reading the forum, laughing non-stop.
Xu Zhinan put the phone back into his pocket and walked back to Lin Qingye: "Brother Qingye."
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
Gu Congwang was stunned: "What's wrong?"
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
As she replied, she glanced at Gu Congwang and said, "Why are you eating sushi when you just returned to China? Isn't it said that what international students crave the most is Chinese food?"
Zhao Qian sat in the innermost window seat and leaned over to Xu Zhinan's ear and whispered, "Ah Nan, if you finish quickly later, remember to move the test paper a little closer to me. You only need to do the multiple-choice questions."
His expression remained unchanged, but his aura was inexplicably oppressive at this moment, and there was a hint of coldness between his eyebrows. He said lightly, "Yeah."
Even though he translated it into vernacular, Gu Congwang still felt it was bird language and couldn't quite understand it. After a while he asked, "Are you heartbroken?"
"Alright! Be quiet!" the invigilator shouted, "Everyone check on each other to see if your roommates have arrived. We are going to distribute the test papers."
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
Xu Zhinan didn't argue with that Master Gu: "What are you going to do now? Is there no one to pick you up at the airport?"
Gu Congwang: "Don't, it hurts too much."
Xu Zhinan didn't argue with that Master Gu: "What are you going to do now? Is there no one to pick you up at the airport?"
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
Zhao Qian sat in the innermost window seat and leaned over to Xu Zhinan's ear and whispered, "Ah Nan, if you finish quickly later, remember to move the test paper a little closer to me. You only need to do the multiple-choice questions."
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan changed the filter range to "high to low per capita".
He studied in the 2+2 model in college, went to study in the UK in his junior year, and has just returned home after finishing this semester's courses.
Did you forget that you have an exam today
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
"I know you're coming back today." Xu Zhinan glanced back at Lin Qingye and lowered his voice, "You didn't ask me to pick you up at the airport."
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
"I'll go back first." Xu Zhinan said softly.
She left his apartment in a strange way last time, and she couldn't figure out whether there was a quarrel between them, but there was indeed no contact between them in the past few days.
Even though he translated it into vernacular, Gu Congwang still felt it was bird language and couldn't quite understand it. After a while he asked, "Are you heartbroken?"
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
She left his apartment in a strange way last time, and she couldn't figure out whether there was a quarrel between them, but there was indeed no contact between them in the past few days.
Even though he translated it into vernacular, Gu Congwang still felt it was bird language and couldn't quite understand it. After a while he asked, "Are you heartbroken?"
"I have eaten." She only answered the first question.
"I have eaten." She only answered the first question.
Gu Congwang and she are childhood friends and grew up together.
Ji Yan frowned and asked, "Did the captain quarrel with his mother again when he got home?"
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth, then closed it again, walked out of the bedroom in silence, picked up his schoolbag again, changed his shoes and left.
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
But there was a huge gap between the two families. Xu Zhinan's father was a policeman, and his mother was a teacher, and they came from an ordinary family. However, the Gu family was a prominent family in Yancheng. Gu Congwang was considered a child of destiny, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. As the little prince of the Gu family, he was doted on.
Zhao Qian sat in the innermost window seat and leaned over to Xu Zhinan's ear and whispered, "Ah Nan, if you finish quickly later, remember to move the test paper a little closer to me. You only need to do the multiple-choice questions."
How could Master Gu treat himself badly? "I often go to Chinese restaurants there. The boss is Chinese, and the taste is no different from back home."
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
She hesitated about how to address Gu Congwang to Lin Qingye.
Then he said, "Okay."
It was the rush hour after get off work, and also the peak time for taking out orders. After waiting for a long time, Gu Congwang's takeout was finally delivered. In addition to the sushi platter, he also ordered a bottle of sake.
Gu Congwang and she are childhood friends and grew up together.
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
Then he said, "Okay."
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
There are four main classic styles of tattoos: traditional, school, realistic, and totemic.
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth, then closed it again, walked out of the bedroom in silence, picked up his schoolbag again, changed his shoes and left.
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
Xu Zhinan tilted his head: "What?"
There are not many tattoo artists in Yancheng who can do this kind of work. Xu Zhinan is one of them. He does have good skills and can retain customers. He charges about five hundred per hour for original and unique tattoos.
The studio door slammed loudly.
"I'll go back first." Xu Zhinan said softly.
The studio door slammed loudly.
"Oh my god, they're actually! Really! In the same frame!"
This area is also a university town. After Xu Zhinan was praised as the "Light of Pingchuan", many people came here to visit, and gradually the publicity effect was achieved.
Xu Zhinan sat down and said, "If you want a tattoo, I'll give it to you for free."
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
He didn't say anything, picked up his guitar and went straight into his room.
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
The school forum of Pingchuan University is also extremely lively, and the most popular posts on the front page are all about Lin Qingye.
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
"Captain." Guan Chi hesitated and called out, "Is everything alright?"
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
"I can't tell."
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
He didn't say anything, picked up his guitar and went straight into his room.
Xu Zhinan did have a good relationship with him, but it was too good. Gu Congwang even knew her mother, so she didn't dare to mention anything about Lin Qingye to him.
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
There was a difficult period when we first opened the store. We couldn’t match the popularity of the big stores, nor could we compete with the prices of the small stores.
Xu Zhinan put the phone back into his pocket and walked back to Lin Qingye: "Brother Qingye."
Xu Zhinan didn't mention it again. A few more customers came to ask her about ink tattoos, and she lowered her head and concentrated on answering them.
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
"That's pretty impressive." Gu Congwang gave her a thumbs up, "I was originally thinking of sponsoring you and using my precious body to do business for you."
Guan Chi: "What's going on? I haven't seen the captain with that expression in a long time."
He didn't say anything, picked up his guitar and went straight into his room.
"I'll go back first." Xu Zhinan said softly.
"I'll come back by myself!" Master Gu said angrily, and then he hung up the phone after saying "I'll find you at the store."
Ji Yan frowned and asked, "Did the captain quarrel with his mother again when he got home?"
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
How could Master Gu treat himself badly? "I often go to Chinese restaurants there. The boss is Chinese, and the taste is no different from back home."
There are four main classic styles of tattoos: traditional, school, realistic, and totemic.
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
Everyone was very casual about this type of class, whispering to each other and planning the next "mutual help" session.
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
"Captain." Guan Chi hesitated and called out, "Is everything alright?"
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
Xu Zhinan smiled, took out the key from his bag and opened the door: "It's hot outside, come in first."
Zhao Qian sat in the innermost window seat and leaned over to Xu Zhinan's ear and whispered, "Ah Nan, if you finish quickly later, remember to move the test paper a little closer to me. You only need to do the multiple-choice questions."
"That's pretty impressive." Gu Congwang gave her a thumbs up, "I was originally thinking of sponsoring you and using my precious body to do business for you."
Lin Qingye had not attended class this semester, and the modern history teacher did not have the habit of calling the roll, so many people had no idea that they were classmates with Lin Qingye in this class.
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
Ji Yan glanced over and said, "Who else could make our captain angry?"
"I'll come back by myself!" Master Gu said angrily, and then he hung up the phone after saying "I'll find you at the store."
"I thought you were already in the store. Have you been busy lately?"
"Okay." Xu Zhinan changed the filter range to "high to low per capita".
Fourteen: "Didn't the show "I Come for Singing" release an audio clip today? Was it because of the abusive comments below?"
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
After he finished speaking, he felt that this guess was impossible: "That's not right. The captain doesn't seem like someone who would pay attention to these things."
The studio door slammed loudly.
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
Ji Yan glanced over and said, "Who else could make our captain angry?"
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
From that day on, Xu Zhinan never contacted Lin Qingye again.
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
All I could hear was Zhao Qian's sigh, suppressing her excitement.
Xu Zhinan did have a good relationship with him, but it was too good. Gu Congwang even knew her mother, so she didn't dare to mention anything about Lin Qingye to him.
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
"I thought you were already in the store. Have you been busy lately?"
Gu Congwang took a taxi directly from the airport. As soon as Xu Zhinan walked out of Pingchuan University Station, she received a call from him saying that he had arrived.
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth, then closed it again, walked out of the bedroom in silence, picked up his schoolbag again, changed his shoes and left.
Xu Zhinan didn't mention it again. A few more customers came to ask her about ink tattoos, and she lowered her head and concentrated on answering them.
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
"Oh my god, they're actually! Really! In the same frame!"
Lin Qingye had not attended class this semester, and the modern history teacher did not have the habit of calling the roll, so many people had no idea that they were classmates with Lin Qingye in this class.
"I thought you were already in the store. Have you been busy lately?"
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
Everyone looked up, except Xu Zhinan, who lowered his head, making him easy to spot.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
"That's pretty impressive." Gu Congwang gave her a thumbs up, "I was originally thinking of sponsoring you and using my precious body to do business for you."
"I thought you were already in the store. Have you been busy lately?"
Xu Zhinan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head to look at the Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf beside him, and said slowly: "I just feel that I am doing something wrong."
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
His expression remained unchanged, but his aura was inexplicably oppressive at this moment, and there was a hint of coldness between his eyebrows. He said lightly, "Yeah."
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
The skills of small shops are average and their sense of design is not strong. They are ordinary tattoo artists who charge low prices. Their target customers are mostly those who are not well off but have the intention of getting tattoos.
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
"I know you're coming back today." Xu Zhinan glanced back at Lin Qingye and lowered his voice, "You didn't ask me to pick you up at the airport."
He didn't say anything, picked up his guitar and went straight into his room.
Gu Congwang: "Don't, it hurts too much."
Xu Zhinan put the phone back into his pocket and walked back to Lin Qingye: "Brother Qingye."
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
Today is the modern history exam. Xu Zhinan stayed up all night last night and memorized all the materials. While packing up the exam supplies, he asked, "What are you laughing at? Be careful not to be late for the exam."
"I thought you were already in the store. Have you been busy lately?"
He studied in the 2+2 model in college, went to study in the UK in his junior year, and has just returned home after finishing this semester's courses.
She hesitated about how to address Gu Congwang to Lin Qingye.
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
"All things that come into being through the combination of causes and conditions are unreal and cannot last forever."
From that day on, Xu Zhinan never contacted Lin Qingye again.
When Gu Congwang saw Xu Zhinan crossing the zebra crossing, he smiled, raised his arms and waved vigorously, shouting, "Anan!"
Xu Zhinan smiled, took out the key from his bag and opened the door: "It's hot outside, come in first."
"Didn't I tell you that I had a flight today, and you didn't even come to pick me up? I'm all alone at Yancheng Airport now!"
Then he said, "Okay."
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
She walked across the zebra crossing and asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
"I'll go back first." Xu Zhinan said softly.
"All things that come into being through the combination of causes and conditions are unreal and cannot last forever."
Xu Zhinan didn't argue with that Master Gu: "What are you going to do now? Is there no one to pick you up at the airport?"
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
The other end asked, "Xu Zhinan, where have you been?"
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
After he finished speaking, he felt that this guess was impossible: "That's not right. The captain doesn't seem like someone who would pay attention to these things."
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Lin Qingye brought nothing but a black signing pen, which he threw on the table with a slight sound. Then he sat down next to Xu Zhinan with a calm expression.
Xu Zhinan smiled, took out the key from his bag and opened the door: "It's hot outside, come in first."
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan changed the filter range to "high to low per capita".
Xu Zhinan didn't argue with that Master Gu: "What are you going to do now? Is there no one to pick you up at the airport?"
"Okay." Xu Zhinan glanced at the invigilator on the podium and reminded, "Be careful."
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
There are not many tattoo artists in Yancheng who can do this kind of work. Xu Zhinan is one of them. He does have good skills and can retain customers. He charges about five hundred per hour for original and unique tattoos.
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
"… "
Xu Zhinan tilted his head: "What?"
There is no special examination number for the modern history class. The only requirement is that there is a seat between two people.
"That's pretty impressive." Gu Congwang gave her a thumbs up, "I was originally thinking of sponsoring you and using my precious body to do business for you."
The young man was tall and had long legs. Perhaps he was still sleepy, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little impatient.
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
Gu Congwang was stunned: "What's wrong?"
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
"I have eaten." She only answered the first question.
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
"It's pretty good. This is a university town with a lot of young people and people who are curious about tattoos. But not many people actually decide to get tattoos. Most of them are old customers."
Then he said, "Okay."
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
Xu Zhinan buried his head lower and lower.
Xu Zhinan sat down and said, "If you want a tattoo, I'll give it to you for free."
She doesn't like to post daily updates on WeChat Moments, but because she owns a tattoo shop, she often posts new works.
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
Xu Zhinan tilted his head: "What?"
Xu Zhinan didn't like drinking, and he drank even less since his previous drunken escapade. But he felt inexplicably depressed whenever he thought of the scene when he came out of Lin Qingye's apartment.
Gu Congwang smiled and said, "Okay, then you translate it."
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
"It has to be expensive."
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
Gu Congwang took a taxi directly from the airport. As soon as Xu Zhinan walked out of Pingchuan University Station, she received a call from him saying that he had arrived.
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
From that day on, Xu Zhinan never contacted Lin Qingye again.
Gu Congwang and she are childhood friends and grew up together.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan changed the filter range to "high to low per capita".
The skills of small shops are average and their sense of design is not strong. They are ordinary tattoo artists who charge low prices. Their target customers are mostly those who are not well off but have the intention of getting tattoos.
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
Xu Zhinan didn't mention it again. A few more customers came to ask her about ink tattoos, and she lowered her head and concentrated on answering them.
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
"I really admire you, auntie. Is there anyone as heartless as you? When I was in China, I took you with me everywhere!"
Xu Zhinan didn't like drinking, and he drank even less since his previous drunken escapade. But he felt inexplicably depressed whenever he thought of the scene when he came out of Lin Qingye's apartment.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
She doesn't like to post daily updates on WeChat Moments, but because she owns a tattoo shop, she often posts new works.
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
"It's pretty good. This is a university town with a lot of young people and people who are curious about tattoos. But not many people actually decide to get tattoos. Most of them are old customers."
Xu Zhinan didn't mention it again. A few more customers came to ask her about ink tattoos, and she lowered her head and concentrated on answering them.
"What is that?" Gu Congwang narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down, "I really can't guess what wrong you could do."
She walked across the zebra crossing and asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
Xu Zhinan buried his head lower and lower.
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
"Alright! Be quiet!" the invigilator shouted, "Everyone check on each other to see if your roommates have arrived. We are going to distribute the test papers."
Xu Zhinan put the phone back into his pocket and walked back to Lin Qingye: "Brother Qingye."
Gu Congwang smiled and said, "Okay, then you translate it."
Gu Congwang was stunned: "What's wrong?"
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
"..." Xu Zhinan finished reading and returned the phone to her without commenting on it. "Let's go. The exam room is in Building 2, which is quite far away."
The skills of small shops are average and their sense of design is not strong. They are ordinary tattoo artists who charge low prices. Their target customers are mostly those who are not well off but have the intention of getting tattoos.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
Her throat moved, and a mouthful of wine slid directly into her throat. She choked for a long time: "No way!"
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
After he finished speaking, he felt that this guess was impossible: "That's not right. The captain doesn't seem like someone who would pay attention to these things."
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
"I know you're coming back today." Xu Zhinan glanced back at Lin Qingye and lowered his voice, "You didn't ask me to pick you up at the airport."
The other end asked, "Xu Zhinan, where have you been?"
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
"I'll come back by myself!" Master Gu said angrily, and then he hung up the phone after saying "I'll find you at the store."
She walked across the zebra crossing and asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
Her throat moved, and a mouthful of wine slid directly into her throat. She choked for a long time: "No way!"
The skills of small shops are average and their sense of design is not strong. They are ordinary tattoo artists who charge low prices. Their target customers are mostly those who are not well off but have the intention of getting tattoos.
So he nodded: "Just a little bit is fine."
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
Guan Chi: "What's going on? I haven't seen the captain with that expression in a long time."
She walked across the zebra crossing and asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Everyone was very casual about this type of class, whispering to each other and planning the next "mutual help" session.
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
She was just hesitating whether to send a text message to Lin Qingye to inform him when the front door of the examination room was opened and Lin Qingye stood at the door.
There is no special examination number for the modern history class. The only requirement is that there is a seat between two people.
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
He didn't say anything, picked up his guitar and went straight into his room.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan glanced at the invigilator on the podium and reminded, "Be careful."
She was just hesitating whether to send a text message to Lin Qingye to inform him when the front door of the examination room was opened and Lin Qingye stood at the door.
There was a difficult period when we first opened the store. We couldn’t match the popularity of the big stores, nor could we compete with the prices of the small stores.
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
Fortunately, when she was a freshman, her photo became popular in the campus forum of Pingchuan University. Gradually, people began to inquire about her and learned that she had opened a tattoo shop outside the school.
Xu Zhinan paused, turned around and glanced at the classroom, but did not see Lin Qingye.
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
This area is also a university town. After Xu Zhinan was praised as the "Light of Pingchuan", many people came here to visit, and gradually the publicity effect was achieved.
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
"I can't tell."
Fourteen: "Didn't the show "I Come for Singing" release an audio clip today? Was it because of the abusive comments below?"
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
It was the rush hour after get off work, and also the peak time for taking out orders. After waiting for a long time, Gu Congwang's takeout was finally delivered. In addition to the sushi platter, he also ordered a bottle of sake.
Gu Congwang: "Don't, it hurts too much."
There are four main classic styles of tattoos: traditional, school, realistic, and totemic.
Her throat moved, and a mouthful of wine slid directly into her throat. She choked for a long time: "No way!"
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
Xu Zhinan has been practicing ink tattooing recently. He drew a few hand-drawn patterns in the draft, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
The other end asked, "Xu Zhinan, where have you been?"
Among them, realistic tattoos pursue similarity and extreme details, which requires strong painting skills to be done well.
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
Fortunately, when she was a freshman, her photo became popular in the campus forum of Pingchuan University. Gradually, people began to inquire about her and learned that she had opened a tattoo shop outside the school.
"I can't tell."
"Captain." Guan Chi hesitated and called out, "Is everything alright?"
Zhao Qian made an OK gesture: "I'm a professional."
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
"All things that come into being through the combination of causes and conditions are unreal and cannot last forever."
There are not many tattoo artists in Yancheng who can do this kind of work. Xu Zhinan is one of them. He does have good skills and can retain customers. He charges about five hundred per hour for original and unique tattoos.
How could Master Gu treat himself badly? "I often go to Chinese restaurants there. The boss is Chinese, and the taste is no different from back home."
Fortunately, when she was a freshman, her photo became popular in the campus forum of Pingchuan University. Gradually, people began to inquire about her and learned that she had opened a tattoo shop outside the school.
Everyone was very casual about this type of class, whispering to each other and planning the next "mutual help" session.
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
Everyone looked up, except Xu Zhinan, who lowered his head, making him easy to spot.
Did you forget that you have an exam today
Soon an old customer came to ask, compared with common tattoo styles, ink tattoos are relatively rare and have stronger Chinese elements, which makes them special.
"That's pretty impressive." Gu Congwang gave her a thumbs up, "I was originally thinking of sponsoring you and using my precious body to do business for you."
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
There are not many tattoo artists in Yancheng who can do this kind of work. Xu Zhinan is one of them. He does have good skills and can retain customers. He charges about five hundred per hour for original and unique tattoos.
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
Xu Zhinan sat down and said, "If you want a tattoo, I'll give it to you for free."
Ji Yan glanced over and said, "Who else could make our captain angry?"
"I know you're coming back today." Xu Zhinan glanced back at Lin Qingye and lowered his voice, "You didn't ask me to pick you up at the airport."
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
Gu Congwang: "Don't, it hurts too much."
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
She left his apartment in a strange way last time, and she couldn't figure out whether there was a quarrel between them, but there was indeed no contact between them in the past few days.
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
Gu Congwang only poured her half a cup: "Why do you want to drink today? Are you in a bad mood?"
"..." Xu Zhinan finished reading and returned the phone to her without commenting on it. "Let's go. The exam room is in Building 2, which is quite far away."
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Zhao Qian made an OK gesture: "I'm a professional."
It was the rush hour after get off work, and also the peak time for taking out orders. After waiting for a long time, Gu Congwang's takeout was finally delivered. In addition to the sushi platter, he also ordered a bottle of sake.
Xu Zhinan smiled, took out the key from his bag and opened the door: "It's hot outside, come in first."
From that day on, Xu Zhinan never contacted Lin Qingye again.
Gu Congwang was overwhelmed when he heard her say this: "What bird language are you talking about?"
"It has to be expensive."
Ji Yan frowned and asked, "Did the captain quarrel with his mother again when he got home?"
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan changed the filter range to "high to low per capita".
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
Xu Zhinan has been practicing ink tattooing recently. He drew a few hand-drawn patterns in the draft, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
Xu Zhinan tilted his head: "What?"
"I'll go back first." Xu Zhinan said softly.
Even though he translated it into vernacular, Gu Congwang still felt it was bird language and couldn't quite understand it. After a while he asked, "Are you heartbroken?"
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
There are not many tattoo artists in Yancheng who can do this kind of work. Xu Zhinan is one of them. He does have good skills and can retain customers. He charges about five hundred per hour for original and unique tattoos.
She doesn't like to post daily updates on WeChat Moments, but because she owns a tattoo shop, she often posts new works.
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
Yes, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like someone who would have anything to do with Lin Qingye.
"It's pretty good. This is a university town with a lot of young people and people who are curious about tattoos. But not many people actually decide to get tattoos. Most of them are old customers."
Zhao Qian showed her the phone.
Gu Congwang and she are childhood friends and grew up together.
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
Soon an old customer came to ask, compared with common tattoo styles, ink tattoos are relatively rare and have stronger Chinese elements, which makes them special.
Everyone was very casual about this type of class, whispering to each other and planning the next "mutual help" session.
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
Zhao Qian showed her the phone.
As she replied, she glanced at Gu Congwang and said, "Why are you eating sushi when you just returned to China? Isn't it said that what international students crave the most is Chinese food?"
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
"I have eaten." She only answered the first question.
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
She was just hesitating whether to send a text message to Lin Qingye to inform him when the front door of the examination room was opened and Lin Qingye stood at the door.
Xu Zhinan glared at him sullenly and corrected him seriously, "It's not bird language."
She walked across the zebra crossing and asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
How could Master Gu treat himself badly? "I often go to Chinese restaurants there. The boss is Chinese, and the taste is no different from back home."
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
Guan Chi: "What's going on? I haven't seen the captain with that expression in a long time."
"I'll go back first." Xu Zhinan said softly.
Even though he translated it into vernacular, Gu Congwang still felt it was bird language and couldn't quite understand it. After a while he asked, "Are you heartbroken?"
"Oh my god, they're actually! Really! In the same frame!"
She hesitated about how to address Gu Congwang to Lin Qingye.
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
She left his apartment in a strange way last time, and she couldn't figure out whether there was a quarrel between them, but there was indeed no contact between them in the past few days.
Xu Zhinan didn't like drinking, and he drank even less since his previous drunken escapade. But he felt inexplicably depressed whenever he thought of the scene when he came out of Lin Qingye's apartment.
Lin Qingye brought nothing but a black signing pen, which he threw on the table with a slight sound. Then he sat down next to Xu Zhinan with a calm expression.
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
"… "
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
Xu Zhinan has been practicing ink tattooing recently. He drew a few hand-drawn patterns in the draft, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
So he nodded: "Just a little bit is fine."
"What is that?" Gu Congwang narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down, "I really can't guess what wrong you could do."
Gu Congwang was overwhelmed when he heard her say this: "What bird language are you talking about?"
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
Everyone was very casual about this type of class, whispering to each other and planning the next "mutual help" session.
Gu Congwang only poured her half a cup: "Why do you want to drink today? Are you in a bad mood?"
Xu Zhinan sat down and said, "If you want a tattoo, I'll give it to you for free."
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
There is no special examination number for the modern history class. The only requirement is that there is a seat between two people.
"It's pretty good. This is a university town with a lot of young people and people who are curious about tattoos. But not many people actually decide to get tattoos. Most of them are old customers."
"Oh my god, they're actually! Really! In the same frame!"
"No, it's been a while since I went back."
She hesitated about how to address Gu Congwang to Lin Qingye.
"I can't tell."
"… "
Gu Congwang: "Don't, it hurts too much."
Soon an old customer came to ask, compared with common tattoo styles, ink tattoos are relatively rare and have stronger Chinese elements, which makes them special.
"What is that?" Gu Congwang narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down, "I really can't guess what wrong you could do."
Gu Congwang took a taxi directly from the airport. As soon as Xu Zhinan walked out of Pingchuan University Station, she received a call from him saying that he had arrived.
Xu Zhinan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head to look at the Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf beside him, and said slowly: "I just feel that I am doing something wrong."
Xu Zhinan did have a good relationship with him, but it was too good. Gu Congwang even knew her mother, so she didn't dare to mention anything about Lin Qingye to him.
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
Gu Congwang was stunned: "What's wrong?"
How could Master Gu treat himself badly? "I often go to Chinese restaurants there. The boss is Chinese, and the taste is no different from back home."
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
Xu Zhinan did have a good relationship with him, but it was too good. Gu Congwang even knew her mother, so she didn't dare to mention anything about Lin Qingye to him.
She hesitated about how to address Gu Congwang to Lin Qingye.
"It's pretty good. This is a university town with a lot of young people and people who are curious about tattoos. But not many people actually decide to get tattoos. Most of them are old customers."
"… "
There are not many tattoo artists in Yancheng who can do this kind of work. Xu Zhinan is one of them. He does have good skills and can retain customers. He charges about five hundred per hour for original and unique tattoos.
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
Xu Zhinan has been practicing ink tattooing recently. He drew a few hand-drawn patterns in the draft, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
How could Master Gu treat himself badly? "I often go to Chinese restaurants there. The boss is Chinese, and the taste is no different from back home."
Yes, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like someone who would have anything to do with Lin Qingye.
"Captain." Guan Chi hesitated and called out, "Is everything alright?"
Gu Congwang only poured her half a cup: "Why do you want to drink today? Are you in a bad mood?"
Xu Zhinan didn't argue with that Master Gu: "What are you going to do now? Is there no one to pick you up at the airport?"
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
Xu Zhinan tilted his head: "What?"
Gu Congwang was overwhelmed when he heard her say this: "What bird language are you talking about?"
"Okay." Xu Zhinan changed the filter range to "high to low per capita".
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
"… "
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
There are not many tattoo artists in Yancheng who can do this kind of work. Xu Zhinan is one of them. He does have good skills and can retain customers. He charges about five hundred per hour for original and unique tattoos.
Among them, realistic tattoos pursue similarity and extreme details, which requires strong painting skills to be done well.
Xu Zhinan glared at him sullenly and corrected him seriously, "It's not bird language."
Today is the modern history exam. Xu Zhinan stayed up all night last night and memorized all the materials. While packing up the exam supplies, he asked, "What are you laughing at? Be careful not to be late for the exam."
"I can't tell."
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
Discussions immediately broke out from the audience.
The other end asked, "Xu Zhinan, where have you been?"
Gu Congwang smiled and said, "Okay, then you translate it."
Xu Zhinan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head to look at the Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf beside him, and said slowly: "I just feel that I am doing something wrong."
This area is also a university town. After Xu Zhinan was praised as the "Light of Pingchuan", many people came here to visit, and gradually the publicity effect was achieved.
"All things that come into being through the combination of causes and conditions are unreal and cannot last forever."
Xu Zhinan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head to look at the Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf beside him, and said slowly: "I just feel that I am doing something wrong."
When they arrived, the best seats in the last few rows had already been taken, so they could only choose seats in the corner of the front row.
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
He studied in the 2+2 model in college, went to study in the UK in his junior year, and has just returned home after finishing this semester's courses.
Then he said, "Okay."
Even though he translated it into vernacular, Gu Congwang still felt it was bird language and couldn't quite understand it. After a while he asked, "Are you heartbroken?"
"Captain." Guan Chi hesitated and called out, "Is everything alright?"
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
"… "
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
Even though he translated it into vernacular, Gu Congwang still felt it was bird language and couldn't quite understand it. After a while he asked, "Are you heartbroken?"
Xu Zhinan has been practicing ink tattooing recently. He drew a few hand-drawn patterns in the draft, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
Her throat moved, and a mouthful of wine slid directly into her throat. She choked for a long time: "No way!"
Xu Zhinan has been practicing ink tattooing recently. He drew a few hand-drawn patterns in the draft, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
Zhao Qian leaned back in her chair, holding her phone and reading the forum, laughing non-stop.
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth, then closed it again, walked out of the bedroom in silence, picked up his schoolbag again, changed his shoes and left.
Everyone looked up, except Xu Zhinan, who lowered his head, making him easy to spot.
Zhao Qian made an OK gesture: "I'm a professional."
The studio door slammed loudly.
But there was a huge gap between the two families. Xu Zhinan's father was a policeman, and his mother was a teacher, and they came from an ordinary family. However, the Gu family was a prominent family in Yancheng. Gu Congwang was considered a child of destiny, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. As the little prince of the Gu family, he was doted on.
"What is that?" Gu Congwang narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down, "I really can't guess what wrong you could do."
Guan Chi: "What's going on? I haven't seen the captain with that expression in a long time."
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
Yes, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like someone who would have anything to do with Lin Qingye.
"Didn't I tell you that I had a flight today, and you didn't even come to pick me up? I'm all alone at Yancheng Airport now!"
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
She doesn't like to post daily updates on WeChat Moments, but because she owns a tattoo shop, she often posts new works.
Xu Zhinan didn't mention it again. A few more customers came to ask her about ink tattoos, and she lowered her head and concentrated on answering them.
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
So he nodded: "Just a little bit is fine."
"It has to be expensive."
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
Fortunately, when she was a freshman, her photo became popular in the campus forum of Pingchuan University. Gradually, people began to inquire about her and learned that she had opened a tattoo shop outside the school.
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
From that day on, Xu Zhinan never contacted Lin Qingye again.
She left his apartment in a strange way last time, and she couldn't figure out whether there was a quarrel between them, but there was indeed no contact between them in the past few days.
Xu Zhinan did have a good relationship with him, but it was too good. Gu Congwang even knew her mother, so she didn't dare to mention anything about Lin Qingye to him.
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
Xu Zhinan put the phone back into his pocket and walked back to Lin Qingye: "Brother Qingye."
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
The young man was tall and had long legs. Perhaps he was still sleepy, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little impatient.
Gu Congwang smiled and said, "Okay, then you translate it."
The school forum of Pingchuan University is also extremely lively, and the most popular posts on the front page are all about Lin Qingye.
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
"Hello?" She picked up.
There are three main types of tattoo parlors.
The skills of small shops are average and their sense of design is not strong. They are ordinary tattoo artists who charge low prices. Their target customers are mostly those who are not well off but have the intention of getting tattoos.
"I have eaten." She only answered the first question.
Yes, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like someone who would have anything to do with Lin Qingye.
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
Ji Yan glanced over and said, "Who else could make our captain angry?"
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
The school forum of Pingchuan University is also extremely lively, and the most popular posts on the front page are all about Lin Qingye.
Zhao Qian showed her the phone.
Everyone was very casual about this type of class, whispering to each other and planning the next "mutual help" session.
After he finished speaking, he felt that this guess was impossible: "That's not right. The captain doesn't seem like someone who would pay attention to these things."
Gu Congwang only poured her half a cup: "Why do you want to drink today? Are you in a bad mood?"
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
Xu Zhinan put the phone back into his pocket and walked back to Lin Qingye: "Brother Qingye."
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
Lin Qingye brought nothing but a black signing pen, which he threw on the table with a slight sound. Then he sat down next to Xu Zhinan with a calm expression.
It was the rush hour after get off work, and also the peak time for taking out orders. After waiting for a long time, Gu Congwang's takeout was finally delivered. In addition to the sushi platter, he also ordered a bottle of sake.
Everyone looked up, except Xu Zhinan, who lowered his head, making him easy to spot.
Discussions immediately broke out from the audience.
Zhao Qian sat in the innermost window seat and leaned over to Xu Zhinan's ear and whispered, "Ah Nan, if you finish quickly later, remember to move the test paper a little closer to me. You only need to do the multiple-choice questions."
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
Fortunately, when she was a freshman, her photo became popular in the campus forum of Pingchuan University. Gradually, people began to inquire about her and learned that she had opened a tattoo shop outside the school.
Fourteen: "Didn't the show "I Come for Singing" release an audio clip today? Was it because of the abusive comments below?"
Yes, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like someone who would have anything to do with Lin Qingye.
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
The school forum of Pingchuan University is also extremely lively, and the most popular posts on the front page are all about Lin Qingye.
"I really admire you, auntie. Is there anyone as heartless as you? When I was in China, I took you with me everywhere!"
Xu Zhinan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head to look at the Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf beside him, and said slowly: "I just feel that I am doing something wrong."
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
He studied in the 2+2 model in college, went to study in the UK in his junior year, and has just returned home after finishing this semester's courses.
But there was a huge gap between the two families. Xu Zhinan's father was a policeman, and his mother was a teacher, and they came from an ordinary family. However, the Gu family was a prominent family in Yancheng. Gu Congwang was considered a child of destiny, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. As the little prince of the Gu family, he was doted on.
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
Xu Zhinan paused, turned around and glanced at the classroom, but did not see Lin Qingye.
Gu Congwang was overwhelmed when he heard her say this: "What bird language are you talking about?"
…
Xu Zhinan didn't like drinking, and he drank even less since his previous drunken escapade. But he felt inexplicably depressed whenever he thought of the scene when he came out of Lin Qingye's apartment.
But there was a huge gap between the two families. Xu Zhinan's father was a policeman, and his mother was a teacher, and they came from an ordinary family. However, the Gu family was a prominent family in Yancheng. Gu Congwang was considered a child of destiny, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. As the little prince of the Gu family, he was doted on.
It was the rush hour after get off work, and also the peak time for taking out orders. After waiting for a long time, Gu Congwang's takeout was finally delivered. In addition to the sushi platter, he also ordered a bottle of sake.
She doesn't like to post daily updates on WeChat Moments, but because she owns a tattoo shop, she often posts new works.
The school forum of Pingchuan University is also extremely lively, and the most popular posts on the front page are all about Lin Qingye.
Zhao Qian sat in the innermost window seat and leaned over to Xu Zhinan's ear and whispered, "Ah Nan, if you finish quickly later, remember to move the test paper a little closer to me. You only need to do the multiple-choice questions."
…
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
Two days later, the official Weibo account of "I Come for Singing" announced all the people participating in the program. Lin Qingye was among them, and even those fans who had been silent for a long time became lively.
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
Xu Zhinan glared at him sullenly and corrected him seriously, "It's not bird language."
Zhao Qian leaned back in her chair, holding her phone and reading the forum, laughing non-stop.
Everyone looked up, except Xu Zhinan, who lowered his head, making him easy to spot.
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
Today is the modern history exam. Xu Zhinan stayed up all night last night and memorized all the materials. While packing up the exam supplies, he asked, "What are you laughing at? Be careful not to be late for the exam."
Gu Congwang and she are childhood friends and grew up together.
She walked across the zebra crossing and asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
From that day on, Xu Zhinan never contacted Lin Qingye again.
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
She doesn't like to post daily updates on WeChat Moments, but because she owns a tattoo shop, she often posts new works.
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
Xu Zhinan took out his phone: "Then I'll order some takeout for you."
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
Zhao Qian showed her the phone.
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
Xu Zhinan tilted his head: "What?"
She walked across the zebra crossing and asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
The young man was tall and had long legs. Perhaps he was still sleepy, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little impatient.
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan glanced at the invigilator on the podium and reminded, "Be careful."
Xu Zhinan buried his head lower and lower.
Zhao Qian showed her the phone.
Zhao Qian made an OK gesture: "I'm a professional."
"Where did you go just now? You took the subway here."
From that day on, Xu Zhinan never contacted Lin Qingye again.
Xu Zhinan had a soft personality and a naturally thin voice, so he spoke in a low voice. He just smiled and waved to him.
One of the posts was a collection of photos of Lin Qingye and his friends over the past four years, including those of him singing in a bar, attending classes at school, and playing basketball.
But there was a huge gap between the two families. Xu Zhinan's father was a policeman, and his mother was a teacher, and they came from an ordinary family. However, the Gu family was a prominent family in Yancheng. Gu Congwang was considered a child of destiny, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. As the little prince of the Gu family, he was doted on.
Fourteen: "Didn't the show "I Come for Singing" release an audio clip today? Was it because of the abusive comments below?"
"..." Xu Zhinan finished reading and returned the phone to her without commenting on it. "Let's go. The exam room is in Building 2, which is quite far away."
"Alright! Be quiet!" the invigilator shouted, "Everyone check on each other to see if your roommates have arrived. We are going to distribute the test papers."
Xu Zhinan did have a good relationship with him, but it was too good. Gu Congwang even knew her mother, so she didn't dare to mention anything about Lin Qingye to him.
All I could hear was Zhao Qian's sigh, suppressing her excitement.
Xu Zhinan didn't like drinking, and he drank even less since his previous drunken escapade. But he felt inexplicably depressed whenever he thought of the scene when he came out of Lin Qingye's apartment.
"… "
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
There is no special examination number for the modern history class. The only requirement is that there is a seat between two people.
Today is the modern history exam. Xu Zhinan stayed up all night last night and memorized all the materials. While packing up the exam supplies, he asked, "What are you laughing at? Be careful not to be late for the exam."
Xu Zhinan has been practicing ink tattooing recently. He drew a few hand-drawn patterns in the draft, took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments.
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
So he nodded: "Just a little bit is fine."
Gu Congwang only poured her half a cup: "Why do you want to drink today? Are you in a bad mood?"
Xu Zhinan did have a good relationship with him, but it was too good. Gu Congwang even knew her mother, so she didn't dare to mention anything about Lin Qingye to him.
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Everyone was very casual about this type of class, whispering to each other and planning the next "mutual help" session.
She hesitated about how to address Gu Congwang to Lin Qingye.
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
Large stores are well-known, have many customers, and have strong publicity. They also have many resident tattoo artists who have been in the business for more than seven or eight years, have good skills and many customers, and charge two to three thousand per hour.
When they arrived, the best seats in the last few rows had already been taken, so they could only choose seats in the corner of the front row.
How could Master Gu treat himself badly? "I often go to Chinese restaurants there. The boss is Chinese, and the taste is no different from back home."
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
When they arrived, the best seats in the last few rows had already been taken, so they could only choose seats in the corner of the front row.
"I can't tell."
Zhao Qian sat in the innermost window seat and leaned over to Xu Zhinan's ear and whispered, "Ah Nan, if you finish quickly later, remember to move the test paper a little closer to me. You only need to do the multiple-choice questions."
Gu Congwang took a taxi directly from the airport. As soon as Xu Zhinan walked out of Pingchuan University Station, she received a call from him saying that he had arrived.
The young man was tall and had long legs. Perhaps he was still sleepy, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little impatient.
Among them, realistic tattoos pursue similarity and extreme details, which requires strong painting skills to be done well.
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
Discussions immediately broke out from the audience.
She was just hesitating whether to send a text message to Lin Qingye to inform him when the front door of the examination room was opened and Lin Qingye stood at the door.
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan glanced at the invigilator on the podium and reminded, "Be careful."
"I have eaten." She only answered the first question.
Zhao Qian showed her the phone.
"Captain." Guan Chi hesitated and called out, "Is everything alright?"
Xu Zhinan took a sip of wine, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head to look at the Buddhist scripture on the bookshelf beside him, and said slowly: "I just feel that I am doing something wrong."
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
Zhao Qian made an OK gesture: "I'm a professional."
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
"What is that?" Gu Congwang narrowed his eyes and looked her up and down, "I really can't guess what wrong you could do."
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
All I could hear was Zhao Qian's sigh, suppressing her excitement.
"Alright! Be quiet!" the invigilator shouted, "Everyone check on each other to see if your roommates have arrived. We are going to distribute the test papers."
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
Xu Zhinan didn't react and blinked: "What?"
Gu Congwang was overwhelmed when he heard her say this: "What bird language are you talking about?"
Xu Zhinan paused, turned around and glanced at the classroom, but did not see Lin Qingye.
"Not bad." Xu Zhinan quickened his pace and looked across the street, "I saw you."
Then he said, "Okay."
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth, then closed it again, walked out of the bedroom in silence, picked up his schoolbag again, changed his shoes and left.
"..." Xu Zhinan finished reading and returned the phone to her without commenting on it. "Let's go. The exam room is in Building 2, which is quite far away."
There is no special examination number for the modern history class. The only requirement is that there is a seat between two people.
She was just hesitating whether to send a text message to Lin Qingye to inform him when the front door of the examination room was opened and Lin Qingye stood at the door.
Did you forget that you have an exam today
Gu Congwang was standing at the door of the store, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and jeans, looking very refreshing.
Did you forget that you have an exam today
Xu Zhinan glared at him sullenly and corrected him seriously, "It's not bird language."
Gu Congwang was overwhelmed when he heard her say this: "What bird language are you talking about?"
His expression remained unchanged, but his aura was inexplicably oppressive at this moment, and there was a hint of coldness between his eyebrows. He said lightly, "Yeah."
"That's pretty impressive." Gu Congwang gave her a thumbs up, "I was originally thinking of sponsoring you and using my precious body to do business for you."
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
She was just hesitating whether to send a text message to Lin Qingye to inform him when the front door of the examination room was opened and Lin Qingye stood at the door.
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
After coming out of Lin Qingye's apartment, Xu Zhinan took the subway directly back to the tattoo shop.
After being disturbed by what happened just now, even though Lin Qingye said she was his girlfriend, his attitude was really perfunctory and deceptive. Xu Zhinan felt embarrassed by his behavior and didn't want to stay any longer.
The young man was tall and had long legs. Perhaps he was still sleepy, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little impatient.
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
Gu Congwang was stunned: "What's wrong?"
"That's pretty impressive." Gu Congwang gave her a thumbs up, "I was originally thinking of sponsoring you and using my precious body to do business for you."
Zhao Qian couldn't stop laughing: "The forum said you and Lin Qingye."
Ji Yan frowned and asked, "Did the captain quarrel with his mother again when he got home?"
Discussions immediately broke out from the audience.
Xu Zhinan didn't argue with that Master Gu: "What are you going to do now? Is there no one to pick you up at the airport?"
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
But there was a huge gap between the two families. Xu Zhinan's father was a policeman, and his mother was a teacher, and they came from an ordinary family. However, the Gu family was a prominent family in Yancheng. Gu Congwang was considered a child of destiny, who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. As the little prince of the Gu family, he was doted on.
Gu Congwang lay down on the sofa and ordered a sushi platter for himself: "Do you usually earn enough to eat?"
His apartment is in the city center. It is the evening rush hour and the subway station is crowded with people.
Gu Congwang and she are childhood friends and grew up together.
Lin Qingye had not attended class this semester, and the modern history teacher did not have the habit of calling the roll, so many people had no idea that they were classmates with Lin Qingye in this class.
Lin Qingye came in with a sullen face, and the rest of the band was there.
"That's enough." Xu Zhinan smiled, revealing some of his white teeth, "My fees are not low."
Today is the modern history exam. Xu Zhinan stayed up all night last night and memorized all the materials. While packing up the exam supplies, he asked, "What are you laughing at? Be careful not to be late for the exam."
Everyone looked up, except Xu Zhinan, who lowered his head, making him easy to spot.
Xu Zhinan didn't react and blinked: "What?"
He shook his head and said hesitantly, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
She left his apartment in a strange way last time, and she couldn't figure out whether there was a quarrel between them, but there was indeed no contact between them in the past few days.
"All things that come into being through the combination of causes and conditions are unreal and cannot last forever."
"Forget it, I'll order it myself. How is your business now?"
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan glanced at the invigilator on the podium and reminded, "Be careful."
Gu Congwang: "Don't, it hurts too much."
"I'll be there soon too." Xu Zhinan said, "Five minutes, just out of the subway station."
She was just hesitating whether to send a text message to Lin Qingye to inform him when the front door of the examination room was opened and Lin Qingye stood at the door.
Only three people were left in the living room, looking at each other in bewilderment. What happened
Gu Congwang took a taxi directly from the airport. As soon as Xu Zhinan walked out of Pingchuan University Station, she received a call from him saying that he had arrived.
A pair of shoes appeared in Xu Zhinan's peripheral vision. She held her breath and her heart beat faster.
Zhao Qian made an OK gesture: "I'm a professional."
Xu Zhinan paused, turned around and glanced at the classroom, but did not see Lin Qingye.
This area is also a university town. After Xu Zhinan was praised as the "Light of Pingchuan", many people came here to visit, and gradually the publicity effect was achieved.
"All things that come into being through the combination of causes and conditions are unreal and cannot last forever."
Lin Qingye glanced around and walked straight over.
She left his apartment in a strange way last time, and she couldn't figure out whether there was a quarrel between them, but there was indeed no contact between them in the past few days.
Xu Zhinan buried his head lower and lower.
"It has to be expensive."
Lin Qingye brought nothing but a black signing pen, which he threw on the table with a slight sound. Then he sat down next to Xu Zhinan with a calm expression.
Xu Zhinan buried his head lower and lower.
When Gu Congwang saw Xu Zhinan crossing the zebra crossing, he smiled, raised his arms and waved vigorously, shouting, "Anan!"
Zhao Qian, who was sitting on the other side, leaned over and touched her elbow with her elbow.
Master Gu waved his hand: "You really start talking about things I don't want to mention."
There are four main classic styles of tattoos: traditional, school, realistic, and totemic.
"Okay." Xu Zhinan changed the filter range to "high to low per capita".
"It has to be expensive."
Xu Zhinan buried his head lower and lower.
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
Xu Zhinan opened his mouth, then closed it again, walked out of the bedroom in silence, picked up his schoolbag again, changed his shoes and left.
"Fuck, you are such a bad person. Not only did you not come to pick me up at the airport, but now you want me to eat dinner alone?"
Gu Congwang took out two glasses from her cabinet and raised the bottle in his hand: "Want some?"
Discussions immediately broke out from the audience.
Fourteen: "Didn't the show "I Come for Singing" release an audio clip today? Was it because of the abusive comments below?"
All I could hear was Zhao Qian's sigh, suppressing her excitement.
Discussions immediately broke out from the audience.
Xu Zhinan's tattoo shop is sandwiched in the middle.
Xu Zhinan paused, and before he could answer, Gu Congwang asked again, "Have you eaten?"
"Okay." Xu Zhinan glanced at the invigilator on the podium and reminded, "Be careful."
"Oh my god, they're actually! Really! In the same frame!"
Among them, realistic tattoos pursue similarity and extreme details, which requires strong painting skills to be done well.