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Chapter 651 Fangzheng Song Style

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Sanbengzi stopped in front of a narrow alley, and Qiao Qiao jumped out of the car first.

arrive.

She turned around and saw Zhou Yuanchuan hesitantly refused to come down. She looked at him and found that there was a pool of sludge on the ground, which made the young man unable to get down.

Qiao Qiao wanted to laugh a little, so she took out a few tissues to cover the sludge. Zhou Yuanchuan got out of the car slowly.

What is this place?As soon as he stood firm, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, the smell was so strange.

A good place.Qiao Qiao blinked slyly, follow me closely, don’t run around.

Xiao Qiao, please call Captain Zhang. It’s only us. I was afraid. Zhou Yuanchuan quickly explained, of course, I will definitely protect you if there is a danger, but I really don’t know how to fight...

Qiao Qiao laughed: What are you thinking about?Although this place is a bit remote, is it a serious store good?Look, isn't this coming?

She stopped in front of a tin door, with messy paint sprayed on it, and there was not even a sign, which looked quite suspicious.

Qiao Qiao pushed the door open and walked in.

The room was very narrow, the light was dark, and there was a smell of smoke. Zhou Yuanchuan couldn't stand it and coughed softly.

I'm choking, right?Excuse me.A woman with dreadlocks came over, she snatched out the cigarette in her hand and turned on the exhaust fan.

Want a tattoo?She looked at Qiao Qiao and Zhou Yuanchuan, and the second one was half price.

Um.Qiao Qiao pulled a stool and sat down. Are there any pictures?I'll take a look.

The woman took out a thick picture album, Qiao Qiao followed it and flipped it over one by one, looking at it very carefully.

Xiao Qiao, do you want a tattoo?Zhou Yuanchuan was worried.

Qiao Qiao saw his bitter and revengeful look and teasing her heart suddenly started: To Ah, let’s have one for each of us, and the couple can still get discounts.

The man bit his lower lip without saying a word.

The woman inserted it in time: Don’t worry about my skills. I won’t be confused in decades. Even if your relationship fades, my tattoo will not fade.

Qiao Qiao looked at Zhou Yuanchuan: How about it?Want to tattoo one?I can't regret it, but I can't wash it off if I tattoo it.

Zhou Yuanchuan's face turned pale: Do you really want to tattoo?

Qiao Qiao shrugged: To Ah, I still want to tattoo a big one. How about it, do you want it?

I...I think about it.He looked outside and I'll go out for a while.

Qiao Qiao didn't think much, just thought he wanted to go out for some breath.

A few minutes later, she chose a pattern of crabapple flowers and handed it to the woman.

Where to tattoo?

Arms, both arms, the kind that fills them.

The woman skillfully pulled open the drawer and took out a bunch of brushes.

Qiao Qiao said in surprise: How do you know what I want to draw?

The woman smiled: You selected pictures too quickly. You decided before you even finished reading the picture album. Those who really want to have tattoos won’t do this.

Qiao Qiao smiled embarrassedly.

The woman pulled the curtain and formed a simple workshop: the drawing was disposable, and it could not be seen, so it fell off after taking a shower.

Qiao Qiao nodded: I want this.

Come, sit down and take off your coat.

The woman's hands were very stable. She first used a strange blue to outline the outline on Qiao Qiao's arm, and then used a fine brush to fill in the details. After a while, a rough pattern was already drawn.

Qiao Qiao observed it and it was very realistic, much more realistic than the ones that were pasted on it, at least it would not reflect.

The rest is coloring.It will take about half an hour for a woman to take a look at her watch.

OK.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Qiao heard a roar full of energy coming from outside: No!I firmly object to it!

Then, the iron door was pushed open brutally, and Zhang Xiaodong, dressed in casual clothes, stepped into the small studio with a gloomy face.

Zhou Yuanchuan also walked in and he said coldly: Captain Zhang, I am just informing you, not asking for your opinion.

Professor Zhou!

Zhang Xiaodong's stout man, who was over 1.8 meters tall, had his face flushed at this time. I don't know if he was angry or depressed. He swept the indoor environment and suddenly felt sad and said in a trembling voice: Are you sure you are in such a place?

Zhou Yuanchuan: What's wrong here?

Zhang Xiaodong: In this environment, aren’t you afraid of exposure and infection in the wound?

The woman was upset when she heard this: Hello, what does it mean to be ‘this environment’?My place is very clean.

Zhou Yuanchuan: I'm not afraid.

Zhang Xiaodong walked around the house twice as if he was desperate, and finally changed into a tone of discussion: At least I would like to bring someone to disinfect the whole house, or just change the place...why go directly to the military hospital?I asked them to find the best tattoo artist in the country!

There is no need for that.

Zhang Xiaodong smiled bitterly: Professor Zhou, why do you think of tattoos very well?Your body is weak, and tattoos can cause large-scale small wounds. If you get infected or inflamed, this account must be kept on us.

You mean, do I not even have the qualifications to dominate my own body?

Zhang Xiaodong immediately fell silent.

Even though Zhou Yuanchuan looked like he was powerless, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, his eyes flashed like inorganic cold light when he looked at people expressionlessly like precision instruments, which made people feel cold on their backs.

Even Zhang Xiaodong, who was born in the special forces, had to avoid his edge.

At this moment, Qiao Qiao weakly emerged from behind the curtain and greeted him: Hi.

Miss Qiao?!

Zhang Xiaodong's eyes immediately lit up. If this were in the comics, then two tears of wax noodle were sprayed out in his eyes at this time.

I asked Professor Zhou why he wanted a tattoo on a whim!

Zhang Xiaodong rushed to Qiao Qiao, and it seemed like he had grabbed a life-saving straw. Miss Qiao, please help me persuade him. Professor Zhou's skin will turn blue and purple even if there are a few more needles, let alone tattoos!

Qiao Qiao was stunned for a moment, and understood that Zhou Yuanchuan took his joke seriously. He quickly raised his arms: I was painting this, and I didn’t have any tattoos.

Professor Zhou!Zhang Xiaodong raised Qiao Qiao's arm as if he was holding Shang Fang's sword, and his spirit seemed to have taken off a transnational criminal gang. Look!

Zhou Yuanchuan walked over and walked around the tattoo artist's brush and Qiao Qiao's arm: Xiao Qiao, why do you want to draw this on your body?

Seeing that Qiao Qiao could not hide it anymore, she had to tell her plan. It turned out that she wanted to dress up to be a little more "social". She would block the bad guys who bullied Yanyang at the school gate after school tomorrow and scare them.

Zhang Xiaodong: ...

Zhou Yuanchuan: ...

Why don’t you tell me in advance?Zhou Yuanchuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Qiao Qiao flattened her mouth: I originally planned to tell you after finishing drawing, who knows

Zhang Xiaodong looked like he was struck by lightning: Miss Qiao, I will just leave this kind of stealing and bullying men and women to me in the future. You really don’t have to do it yourself.

Qiao Qiao was puzzled: Are you not soldiers?Soldiers can't get involved in this kind of thing, right?

Can do it secretly.Zhang Xiaodong said calmly, even if he was discovered, he would just be punished. As long as Professor Zhou could dispel the idea of ​​tattooing, this punishment was very worthwhile and worth it.

Qiao Qiao: ...

Since Zhang Xiaodong joined, Qiao Qiao washed off half of the tattoos. The two made an appointment to meet at the school gate at 4 pm tomorrow. Zhang Xiaodong would check the spots in advance and start taking action as soon as the students appeared.

After seeing off Zhang Xiaodong, Qiao Qiao had no need to stay there, so she suggested going back.

But the man stared at a certain part of the wall and refused to move. Qiao Qiao followed and found that it was a finished photo of the tattoo.

In the photo, a man and a woman tattooed half of their hearts on the same position on their chest, and the other person's name is written in their hearts. This way, it will be a whole, a typical couple tattoo.

It's just a very vulgar pattern, which is far inferior to other guests on the wall. Qiao Qiao doesn't think there is anything good to look at.

At this time, the female boss said coldly: It is best not to tattoo Chinese characters. Every year, there are no 1,000 or 800 people who come to me to cover Chinese characters.

But Chinese characters are the most powerful, right?Zhou Yuanchuan looked over.

The female boss paused: Of course, which woman can refuse a man with his name tattooed?

That's it... Zhou Yuanchuan lowered his head and said to himself, is it such a wonderful effect if he just tattooed a name?Then give me a tattoo.

He said it so lightly, as if he was not talking about a tattoo, but about going downstairs to buy a cabbage.

The female boss was also stunned: Do you want to tattoo?What to tattoo?

Zhou Yuanchuan thought for a while: The two words "Qiaoqiao" in Fangzheng style are arranged vertically, in the heart position, and the size is better to be able to just cover the heart.

‘Pick’.

The paint bottle in the female boss's hand fell to the ground.

Qiao Qiao quickly put out the fire: Sorry, he was joking, don’t worry about him.

Zhou Yuanchuan: I'm serious.

Serious big-headed ghost Ah!Who has tattooed a square Song style?Even if you tattoo Chinese characters, you have to have a better look, right?Just two straight words on your body, don’t you think it looks like a pork seal?

But this is the most obvious.Zhou Yuanchuan smiled, I'm not trying to look good, of course I do whatever I see.

Qiao Qiao almost roared: I won’t look at what tattoos you have!

He said innocently, I thought you would like it.

Qiao Qiao choked, and his brain was uncontrollably fantasizing about Zhou Yuanchuan's name tattooed on his chest. I have to say that even though she thought she was not the kind of person who was possessive, she was still satisfied with this scene.

That's Mr. Zhou!

I don't need it!

She gritted her teeth and forced Zhou Yuanchuan to leave.