After staying together for a long time, Xiao Ke found that Zhou Sin was actually a very powerful person. He used to think that this person was very casual and lived a very cool life. He wanted to come and go. After more contact, I found that no one is so free and easy. This person is also very tired and hard.
Although only one customer is queued every day, Zhou Sin doesn't have a very small picture, and sometimes it takes more than half a month for a full memorization. They also had to design the pictures at the back of the row for Lu Xiaobei and Xu Wen to touch the customers first, and then they were over. If the customers were not satisfied, they had to ask the store to come to the store, and Zhou Sin himself chatted with people and decided on the pictures.
I also need to practice painting, and the brush has not been thrown away. We also had to design some pictures without reservation to fill the gallery. Some customers had no idea when they came, and they needed to choose ready-made ones from the gallery. He also needs to set aside time to exercise. It's not unreasonable for him to be in good shape. Even if he doesn't go to the gym, he has to exercise for a while every night before going to bed. Sometimes Xiao Ke called him just in time to catch up with him exercising, and it sounded extra sexy in the dead of night while talking and panting.
A few years ago, the shop was very busy. Except for Zhou Sin, several tattoo artists, including Lu Xiaobei, had no time to paint. Because many people only have time during the Chinese New Year, and even come back from other places, it is not justifiable to be driven out without working overtime.
Xiao Ke took notes to check information and write papers, and sometimes they couldn't say a word in the afternoon.
Zhou Sin came down from the upstairs, Xiao Ke was about to get into the computer and didn't see him.
Zhou Sin poured a glass of water and put it next to Xiao Ke, touched his head, and said, "Get up and move around, rest your eyes."
Xiao Ke was so focused that he was surprised to hear Zhou Sin speak suddenly. He looked up and saw that Zhou Sin was leaning against his desk and looking at him.
"Thank you, Teacher Zhou." Xiao Ke smiled and took a sip of water. This is Zhou Sin's cup, and now Xiao Ke has no pressure to use it, "Have you made your picture?"
Zhou Sin smiled, "No, the little girl can't stand the pain, so I won't do it today."
"Then have you made any other appointments today?" Xiao Ke asked him.
"There's one more," Zhou Sin looked at him, "what's the matter?"
"No, it's just that you've been very tired recently." Xiao Ke held the cup in his hand, which was slightly hot, and he tapped the cup lightly.
Zhou Sin didn't care, shook his head and said, "I'm used to it, it was like this years ago."
"Tsk." Lu Xiaobei got a tattoo on the other side, and heard the conversation between them, "I'm even more tired, Brother Xiao, why don't you feel sorry for me?"
"Who are you, do I feel bad?" Xiao Ke laughed, "I can't figure out where I am?"
When he said this, he glanced at Zhou Sin, Zhou Sin just leaned against the table and didn't respond, but his expression was very relaxed, and it could be seen from his eyebrows that this person was in a good mood.
"If you can figure it out, you can feel it clearly," Lu Xiaobei said with a smile while wearing a mask. "When I need it, I will be long in the north and short in the north, and if someone catches up, I won't feel sorry for me."
Xiao Ke said a few words to him, but he was just messing around. Zhou Sin and Lu Xiaobei looked at his picture for a while, pointed to a few lines on his shoulders and said, "The lines here don't need to be so shallow, you'll have to be older in a moment. The area is covered with color, otherwise the light will not come out. Such a shallow line and matte surface will be suppressed and blurred as soon as the line is swept."
Lu Xiaobei pondered for a while, and then clicked on that part: "But I'm afraid that the line is too heavy and it will stand out, and it will not follow the color behind it."
The most fearful thing about doing tattoos is that the lines are too thick and heavy, which is very eye-catching. Good tattoo lines and colors should be integrated into a whole. If the lines stand out in isolation, it means that the tattoo work is a failure. When Lu Xiaobei did tattoos in the early days, he did not miss the thickness and strength of the lines, and now he is very experienced.
Zhou Sin shook his head gently and said to him: "The gradient of color is very important, but you can't just look at it. Since you have drawn the line, you can't hold it down, or you can just leave it alone. Wait for a while. Trace it once, bold it by 0.2, you can see the difference and compare it.”
Lu Xiaobei looked at the picture and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try."
Zhou Sin looked at Lu Xiaobei and went to the other two tattoo artists to have a look, and said a few words. The other two tattoo artists have different identities from Lu Xiaobei. They are independent tattoo artists who hang out with Zhou Sin. They are not Zhou Sin's apprentices, so every time Zhou Sin tells them a few words, they attach great importance to them. Very modest.
Xiao Ke watched Zhou Sin explain to them the pictures, the intensity of light perception, and the adjustment of gestures. Zhou Sin rarely talks so much, and Xiao Ke thinks this kind of Zhou Sin is very charming. Of course, in his eyes, Zhou Sin is charming most of the time, but it is very exciting to talk about the fields he is familiar with so seriously and professionally.
After he spoke, Xiao Ke asked him, "Why don't you give lectures? I saw that the studios that Xiaobei Weibo interacted with often gave lectures."
Zhou Sin smiled lightly, shook his head, and said, "There's nothing to talk about."
"He?" Lu Xiaobei sneered, "Didn't I say it, this is Da Xian'er, I'm thankful that he can keep this shop open, and he gives lectures, does he have such pursuits?"
Xiao Ke looked at Zhou Sin, who spread his hands helplessly to him. Lu Xiaobei's complaints about his eldest brother are routine, and Zhou Sin has long been accustomed to these complaints. Xiao Ke couldn't help but want to laugh, and Lu Xiaobei continued: "I don't have any pursuit. If it wasn't for what we were doing, I would have starved to death. If we don't go to the competition, we won't go to the seminar. When he went to give a lecture, our teacher Zhou didn’t show his face, and our Zhouxun studio has no contact with the outside world.”
Lu Xiaobei stepped on the switch of the foot tattoo machine, turned off the motor in his hand, and got up to get a box of paint on the table next to him. Steady Daxian, a master of the world. Now any villain or little devil can hold him down, holding a pile of broken jb awards and thinking of himself as a big man, you weren't there that day, a fool took a picture of Zhang Fenglei As soon as I slapped here and said we imitated, imitated his grandma with a big hammer, I almost slapped him in the face and made him recognize what imitation is."
Lu Xiaobei's mouth went bald and disappeared, like a machine gun. Xiao Ke hurriedly made a gesture and said, "Okay, Brother Bei, calm down."
"Too negative," Lu Xiaobei sat back in his chair, turned on the motor and continued to work, while continuing to say, "Your life is too negative. I have to come across this brother Xiao, my brother Xiao has hair with silky hair. I have sunshine, Brother Xiao, you should give him a hand quickly."
Although Lu Xiaobei has been arguing against Zhou Sin, Zhou Sin still felt no pain or itching. He picked up a drawing at random. He didn't know whose half-finished drawing, and he even took a pencil and made some changes on it. Xiao Ke gently touched him with his elbow, Zhou Sin turned his head to look at him, Xiao Ke winked at him, pointed at Lu Xiaobei, and said with his mouth, "Mstrual period?"
Zhou Sin smiled, tilted his head to Xiao Ke's side, leaned closer to Xiao Ke's ear and said in a low voice, "There's a fire in my heart, let him speak."
This distance is a little too close, Zhou Sin said this sentence, and Xiao Ke's shoulders were numb. He unconsciously shrank his shoulders and rubbed his ears. Just kidding, Mr. Xiao's ears are very sensitive.
Zhou Sin looked at his reaction, took a step back, and said softly, "Sorry."
"Shh." Xiao Ke smiled and said "shh" again. He raised his hand and rubbed his ears again. He looked at Zhou Sin and said, "I'm sorry for what? No need, I'll just find a chance to return it myself."
Zhou Sin just smiled and didn't speak, and Xiao Ke didn't tease any more.
Lu Xiaobei was still muttering over there: "I don't know when you will be more cheerful, and you are almost living as an autistic person. If you meet a paranoid in your life, it is enough to be fucked. Die yourself-"
"Xiao Bei." Zhou Sin interrupted him suddenly, his tone was quite heavy.
It was the first time that Xiao Ke heard Zhou Sin's tone of voice, and his heart skipped a beat. He looked at Lu Xiaobei, and Lu Xiaobei probably felt that what he said was not quite right, so he made an "ok" gesture and stopped talking.
Xiao Ke looked at Zhou Sin again, Zhou Sin put down the blueprint in his hand, stayed there for a while, didn't want to speak, and then turned upstairs.
Xiao Ke sat back in his chair and read the information, but he didn't read a word behind it.
Lu Xiaobei's motor was still buzzing, Xiao Ke suddenly remembered the handsome guy he met here last time, he looked at Zhou Sin with paranoid eyes, and Zhou Sin hadn't mentioned anything about him. .
Xiao Ke leaned back on the chair and exhaled a long breath. After listening to half of the words, his appetite was lifted, but no one said anything behind him. This feeling is really annoying.