Feng Lei said, "Happy New Year's Day, eldest brother." Zhou Sin didn't respond. Lu Xiaobei gave up first. He reached out his hand and made a stop motion. You have to call Teacher Zhou."
"Don't be so careful," Feng Lei smiled, took a red envelope from his arms and threw it on Lu Xiaobei, judging from the thickness, it was estimated that there would be a whole stack inside, "How old you are, you can still protect food."
When Lu Xiaobei got the red envelope, he threw it back and said, "No, we are the same generation, you can't give it to me."
Zhou Sin pointed to the sofa on the other side and said, "Sit down. When did you come back?"
"I just came back today, I'll come to you after I put my things down." Feng Lei sat next to Zhou Xun, leaned on the sofa and wiped his face, heaving a long sigh of relief, "I'm so tired, I'm really old, It's tiring to sit on the train for hours."
"Don't talk about it," Lu Xiaobei snorted, "You said that you were tired from sitting when you got tattoos, but you dare to say that Teacher Lei is always squatting to work?"
"Xiao Bei, take a break." Zhou Sin gave him a look and told him to stop for a while.
Xiao Ke could see that this person should be an old acquaintance. It is estimated that there is something to say that it is not suitable for him to be here like this. Xiao Ke planned to go upstairs to see Zhou Sin's paintings, but just as he was about to leave, Zhou Sin stopped him: "Mr. Xiao."
"Huh?" Xiao Ke looked back at him, then smiled, "You guys talk."
Zhou Sin looked at him, patted the sofa next to him, and said, "Come and sit."
Xiao Ke blinked, then smiled: "Okay."
He walked over and sat down, and Zhou Sin's arm was raised and placed on the back of the chair behind him, and the man leaned back in a relaxed manner.
Feng Lei's eyes fell on Xiao Ke and asked, "Who is this?"
Lu Xiaobei watched the excitement by the side, waiting to hear Zhou Sin's answer. Just as Xiao Ke wanted to take the initiative to speak, Zhou Sin turned his head and glanced at Xiao Ke, then with a faint smile in his eyes, he said, "I am the leader."
"Oh, that's really disrespectful," he stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "I haven't seen it before, I'm Feng Lei."
Xiao Ke shook hands with him and said, "Hello, Xiao Ke."
Lu Xiaobei made a "tsk" from the side, glanced at Xiao Ke, and repeated to him with his mouth: leader-lead-
Xiao Ke ignored him and smiled.
"Every time I see Xiaobei, I feel dazed," Feng Lei looked at Lu Xiaobei, shook his head and said, "How old was he at that time, he didn't have a beard yet, but his hairstyle has not changed."
Feng Lei seemed to simply come to see it, specifically to reminisce about the past. He followed Zhou Sin for three years as an apprentice. At that time, just like Lu Xiaobei, he called Zhou Sin big brother, but at that time Lu Xiaobei was still young and very protective of food, so he wouldn't let him call him.
Lu Xiaobei said expressionlessly, "You were young at that time. Besides, you were not Fenglei at that time."
Feng Chunyang was ordered by Lei to be called Feng Chunyang, but it didn't sound as big as it is now. When he was still following Zhou Sin, Lu Xiaobei didn't look down on him, but Lu Xiaobei couldn't look down on anyone with his eyes on the top of his head every day. At that time, he was most bothered to call Le Guan Zhou Xun the eldest brother, and everyone else called him the teacher. How could you be so close.
"It won't work if you don't change your name," Feng Lei laughed. "It's not like you don't know that name, it's not loud enough."
Lu Xiaobei curled his lips and said, "What's the matter? You have a picture. Your picture can be heard everywhere."
Zhou Sin glanced at him again, and Lu Xiaobei closed his mouth. Lu Xiaobei was trying to run against him on the surface, but he always felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
When Feng Lei left that year, he took almost all of Zhou Sin's manuscripts with him.
Every tattoo artist has a large number of whole manuscripts, not only those that are tattooed on others are called works, those whole manuscripts are the private collection of each tattoo artist. Many tattoo studios have a bunch of pictures hanging on the walls, waiting to be taken away at high prices. That is the picture made when the strongest inspiration erupted. It may be what a tattoo artist wants to express the most, what he is most satisfied with. These pictures are not placed in the atlas and waiting for others to pick, but waiting for the tattoo artist. To pick people, to pick temperament, to pick magnetic fields.
Zhou Sin used to be very eye-catching when he made drawings, and the designs he liked must be made by people who really fit in with them. So he has a lot of drafts that he likes very much, and he is reluctant to make them for anyone.
Those Feng Lei were taken away.
Without saying hello before he left, he called and said that his father was ill. When I left, I probably had to take hundreds of pictures, not only those in private collections, but also the manuscripts that Zhou Sin usually drew, and the works that Zhou Sin had made in the computer.
Feng Lei's famous work, a bust of a film boss in Beijing, is the one that Zhou Sin used to like. In fact, Zhou Sin and Tang Yaning had the same views on tattoos at the beginning, and they had to do their own thing. It's not only European and American, Japanese, and other countries' things. These two have spent a long time pondering, merging and innovating, to create a tattoo form that is different from contemporary imitations.
What Feng Lei took away was the most quintessential thing Zhou Sin had figured out.
That picture made Feng Lei stand in the Beijing tattoo circle, and he even said that he "carried the banner of tattoos in the Mainland and led the way for tattoos in the new era".
They didn't know about this, but Lu Xiaobei only found out when he saw it on the Internet. At that time, Lu Xiaobei was still in high school, and he was dumbfounded watching the video. He searched the Internet for "Feng Lei" and found those pictures that made Lu Xiaobei drop the keyboard and mouse, and scolded fiercely: "Bring your mother a b!"
Lu Xiaobei was so angry at the time that he was not so angry before.
After so many years, everything has faded away, but Lu Xiaobei still couldn't help but mock him. Zhou Sin didn't care about fame and fortune all his life, or he would never communicate with the outside world or go to those tattoo contests. But that doesn't mean his stuff should be taken, whether it brings fame or not. Because that thing is Zhou Sin's, it can only be his.
From then on, Zhou Sin's pictures, Lu Xiaobei, would be put away, and outsiders wouldn't be able to see any of them.
Feng Lei asked Lu Xiaobei to choke without getting angry, but with the smile on his face, he said to Zhou Sin, "Xiaobei is still angry with me."
Zhou Sin smiled lightly, and said indifferently, "Children's temper."
Feng Lei sighed with sincerity on his face, rubbed the backs of his hands and said, "Brother, I told you before that I have been unable to get through these years. I know you don't really care about those pictures, so I thought about it when I took pictures. , I won't be by your side in the future, don't forget what you taught me, I will take it with me. Later, it was too difficult to live in Beijing, and I had to do something in order to stay, so I used it. "
Zhou Sin still didn't care, the hand on the back of Xiao Ke's chair even touched Xiao Ke's ear: "You can't rely on pictures for a lifetime, there is still a real thing that you can stay in Beijing. Don't say it. Those are."
It was only when Xiao Ke heard this that he understood that it was a story of a white-eyed wolf. Looking at the white-eyed wolf, he is doing well now, and he has become a fan, and he has the aura of a big guy in the circle.
"I don't have any real thing." Feng Lei laughed at himself, "Everything is done with talent. I don't have talent at all, so I'm fooling outsiders."
He put himself very low, and it all stepped into the ground. Given Mr. Fenglei's current status in the Beijing tattoo industry, I really can't say this, so there is still something to say.
Sure enough, Feng Lei later said the meaning of this trip.
He wants to be a company, a brand chain, and bigger. He wants Zhou Sin to do it with him. Zhou Sin doesn't need to spend anything, invest, or operate. He doesn't need him. There is only one thing he needs to do, which is creative output. On the other hand, it is not at all stingy, and the opening is 30% of the shares.
Zhou Sin didn't interrupt him when he was talking, he listened.
"Brother, think about it carefully, don't rush to reject me." Feng Lei took a sip of the tea brought by Xu Wen and said to Zhou Sin, "The market is difficult to do now, I know you don't value these things. But money doesn't burn your hands, Do you think so. Big fish eat small fish, if we don't fight, someone will swallow us sooner or later."
He said Zhou Sin before he smiled, shook his head and said, "I can't afford it, you look down on me too much."
"If you can't afford it, no one can. In fact, I have a lot of collaborators, but I really don't know what to do." Feng Lei said, "Let me tell you the truth, brother, I have often heard from you until now. Looking for inspiration here, I will pick up your pictures. I only recognize you as a domestic tattoo artist, and I really don’t believe in others.”
Zhou Sin changed his posture, sat up straight, and said, "I don't think about it anymore, I've got my heart. When I'm old, I just want to live in the way that is most comfortable for me. As for the big fish eating the small fish... whoever wants to swallow me will come. It's nothing, but if anyone can swallow me with tattoos... that's a good thing, it shows that the tattoo circle is really developing, right?"
After saying these two sentences, he turned his head to look at Xiao Ke, smiled at him, and then slowly said: "Not to mention the people I lead, I can't go to Beijing, I won't go anywhere, I'll take root here. "
After talking well, he suddenly made such a scene, and Lu Xiaobei was shocked on the spot. Even Xiao Ke couldn't hold back his laughter and lowered his head for a long time.
If the old man wants to go crazy, no one can stop him, and this old thing is very cute recently. Xiao Ke thought to himself.
That day Fenglei asked Zhou Sin to reconsider, saying that even if he didn't go to Beijing, it would be fine. Zhou Sin verbally promised that he would consider it, but only verbally agreed.
Before Feng Lei left, Lu Xiaobei asked him at the door, "Do you know why I didn't let you call me eldest brother?"
"How?" Feng Lei raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile.
Lu Xiaobei said: "You can only call the teacher, you have to get out of your school, and you have to take some of his things with you when you leave. Only I can be called eldest brother. If you call me eldest brother, I will never leave. I will never leave. Xiao, I can only cry knowing that you stole his stuff and put your name on it, and I scolded you and pulled it down."
He rubbed the tip of his nose, glanced at Fenglei and said, "Let's try it now. Some people say that I'm his dog, there's nothing wrong with me, whoever dares to think about our family's things, just wait for me to bite you, We will never die."
After Feng Lei left, Lu Xiaobei didn't come in for a long time, just squatted at the door and smoked. Zhou Sin didn't hear what he said just now, but Xiao Ke heard it. He came out and squatted with Lu Xiaobei for a while, and said, "Brother Bei is domineering."
Lu Xiaobei squinted at him while smoking: "Brother Bei will cover you in the future."
"Brother Xie Bei." Xiao Ke touched his bald head with a smile and said something.
This person who appeared out of nowhere did not affect Zhou Sin. This person still tattooed people as usual for the rest of the day. Xiao Ke sat next to him and occasionally said a few words to him. It made Lu Xiaobei very mourned all day, wearing a mask when tattooing people without saying a word.
Xiao Ke said to Zhou Sin in a low voice, "But my Master Bei is mad."
"It's alright," Zhou Sin also whispered back to him, "As long as he hears about Fenglei-related things over the years, he blows up, and he gets even more angry when he sees it with his own eyes. It will be fine tomorrow."
Xiao Ke asked him, "Then are you angry?"
Zhou Sin shook his head without thinking about it: "I'm not angry, I just thought it was a pity when I knew about it. It's a pity for those pictures of mine, but I didn't feel angry."
In fact, Xiao Ke believed what he said. Now that he has come into contact with him, he also understands Zhou Sin quite well. In fact, this person does not seem to communicate with others and is very indifferent. But in fact, he has no temper at all, and he is not angry at all. Maybe he just didn't care about anything, so it wasn't enough to make him angry.
This surname Ge Xiaoke is still very satisfied, atmospheric and calm.
After Xiao Ke went back that night, he thought about what he heard today. It was very aggrieved, but Xiao Ke didn't take it seriously. He could understand Zhou Sin's mood.
It's nothing more than some pictures, and then draw them. Others used this picture to earn fame and fortune, but it didn't really affect Zhou Sin. Zhou Sin's open-minded attitude made Xiao Ke like it very much.
The ambiguity has also been ambiguous for a long time, and the two "leadership" of Zhou Sin today really poked Xiao Kexin. And when he was about to go upstairs, Zhou Sin didn't let him, and let him sit next to him. That was Zhou Sin's change, and the sincerity he showed.
This cake has been saved for a long time, and I can't help it.
So he took a shower and sat on the bed, and sent a message to Zhou Sin: Mr. Zhou, I remember you didn't have a client list tomorrow, right
Zhou Sin replied to him: Yes.
Xiao Ke said: Does Teacher Zhou have any thoughts on our current relationship
Xiao Ke put down his phone and decided to put a mask on himself. When you are old, you still have to pay attention to your skin. You may not know when you will be in close contact with people, so be prepared in advance.
After he got it done, he looked at the phone, and there were a few sincere words from Zhou Sin, and Xiao Ke laughed outright when he saw it.
-Have.
- I want to confirm the relationship, I want to have a clear path.
—But it's all at your disposal, leader.