Dingding... Dingdingding...

The glass door opened, causing the wind chime hanging above, shaking and making a gentle moan. The shop was not big, with dark red wallpapers on the walls, and orange lights shining on the walls, reflecting lights reflected from one photo frame to every person who walked in. It was the work of the shop owner.

Not far away, there was a vague buzzing sound in the tattoo rack. A woman was sitting there wearing a mask, staring at the back of the customer with her eyes focused on her back. The tattoo needle quickly pierced the other person's epidermis, slowly embellishing the outline of the pattern.

Suddenly I heard a sound from the door: "Boss! I'll tattoo a social person with a tattoo, it's so fierce."

Above the focused eyes, the thin eyebrows raised, and then frowned slightly, and continued to work. For the tattoo industry, it is most taboo to be disturbed suddenly. After all, once you have a few wrong steps, it is more troublesome to regret starting over, or repairing it.

"Are you an employee or a boss?"

The fat man walked in and looked at the display paintings of the tattoos around him. Seeing that the other party did not respond, he approached: "I'm here to have a tattoo. Look at my body, which one is better to tattoo? I want to look fierce..."

At the door, the wind chime swayed and sounded softly. Ma Bang followed him in, "Fatty, you'd better think about it. If you tattoo, it's hard to wash it." He originally wanted to persuade the fat man, but then he saw a photo frame on the cashier next to him. There was a pretty woman with thin eyebrows and picturesque eyes, but she was watery and very beautiful.

He was stunned for a moment and his words quickly changed.

"......I'm actually pretty good to tattoo." He glanced at the side of the photo again, and the woman's name was written: "Your name is Sun Fan..."

The tattoo artist named Sun Fan stopped the needle and squinted his eyes: "You two, if you want a tattoo, go to the stool over there to wait."

"Yeah!" Ma Bang came to his senses, nodded seriously, stepped forward and pulled the fat man who was still trying to talk to the bar stool against the wall, with a serious face: "Don't delay the boss, wait until someone finishes it, you can talk."

"well…."

The fat man sat down and saw Lao Ma's expression before he reacted: "Lao Ma, what's your expression? You are not interested in the boss of this store..., right?"

The woman over there frowned slightly.

The shop became quiet, and Ma Bang leaned on the bar with his cheeks on his back and watched. The fat man was waiting by the side and almost fell asleep. After almost an hour, the male customer on the tattoo machine finished the work and checked out and left.

After collecting the money, the woman named Sun Fan came over and pulled down half of the mask. While changing the needle, she looked at the two people over there: "Who on earth do you want to tattoo? What do you want to tattoo?"

"I... no, it's this fat man!" Ma Bang said first, then pointed to Zhao Dezhu beside him: "Give him a more ferocious tattoo."

The woman smiled faintly, then disappeared, and put an album on the small table next to her: "Then come and choose someone you like, that fat handsome guy."

When he turned around to organize the tools, the fat man went over and looked at it page by page, constantly shaking his head.

"These are all fancy, too complicated, and there are also ***. They are so vulgar when exposed, and the flowers look very feminine. They are beasts and divine beasts that feel too common. What do you say in common? The left green dragon, the right white tiger, and the old cow in the chest..."

Ma Bang curled his lips: "Then just tattoo a ghost, this is good."

He refers to a tattoo of a half skeleton and half woman. The fat man shook his head repeatedly: "No, if you are seen by Xiaohua in the future, that's fine."

"Then you have a Guan Gong tattoo." Sun Fan had already cleaned the tools, disinfected them, put them in the cabinet, and took another set: "Don't worry, it's Guan Gong closing his eyes."

"Guan Gong?" Zhao Dezhu was stunned. He looked at Ma Bang, then shook his head: "Not tattooed that... If you are really seen, it would be a big deal."

Sun Fan's eyebrows slightly frowned.

She has seen many picky customers, and it is the first time she has encountered such picky and long-winded people. She put the tools heavily on the small table and pressed the album underneath.

"Come on purpose to make trouble."

"Girl, don't get me wrong. I'm really here to have a tattoo." The fat man took off his shirt and threw it to Ma Bang: "...... In this way, you can play it and help me think of one, which is the kind of people in society, but don't be too complicated, it can be seen at a glance."

"Okay, you lie on the bed over there, it hurts a little, so bear it."

The fat man repeatedly pointed, and when he was lying on his back, he suddenly turned his face, gestured with a hint of embarrassment: "I just said it wasn't very complicated, I just thought, if you might as well make a smaller one, simple one, you will save a lot of time and cost, and I can get a cheaper one, right?"

The woman who was preparing the needle had a bulge in her forehead. She looked at the other person's fat face and reached out to press him to the other side: "I understand, don't talk."

The process of applying the needle is actually not too painful, and tattoos are also tattoos, which have a long history and are not something that is circulated from the outside world. They are prone to skin cancer.

Of course, shops with poor sanitation conditions are not included.

"Old Ma, what did this beautiful master tattoo on me? Please help me see."

The fat man's voice came. Ma Bang, who was sitting not far away, just sat there and nodded, staring at his side face wearing a mask, and sighed in surprise: "It looks so good."

"Good?" The fat man lay on the bed, thought for a while, and muttered: "It's also good to look good..."

Not long after, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, Xia Yi's phone call came over and asked him where he was. After the fat man issued the place name, he said mysteriously: "I'll show you a surprise later!"

On the other end of the phone, Xia Yi, who was returning to the villa to pick up Xiaoyu, looked at the street view outside the car window and was a little stunned, "Surprise?"

"Yes, don't ask so much, you'll know when you come here later."

After hanging up the phone, the fat man turned his head and asked the beauty who had a tattoo next to him: "Is it almost done?"

"Don't move, there's a little more."

Sun Fan said lightly, looking at the little bit of the formed tattoo, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his lips became stronger. Then he fell down the last point and patted the fat man on the back, "Get up, remember not to take a shower with boiling water or a more irritating shower gel."

"Oh, it's still quite fast." The fat man reached out to touch the part under the back of his neck that was still a little painful. He didn't know what he was tattooed, so he asked Ma Bang to come and take a look.

The latter was still staring at the cleaning and disinfecting back over there, "...it's so beautiful."

"You didn't even look at it, just said it was good. It's not like that... Forget it, I'll see it myself." The fat man ignored him, walked to a mirror, and turned his gaze hard.

I saw that the color of pink is pink below the back of my neck... The thick nose is round and the eyes with two pairs of long eyelashes are round and big...

"What the hell is this?!"

The fat man's voice resounded throughout the store. Ma Bang was awakened and hurriedly walked behind him. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"Haha...I just said that it looks so familiar...Isn't it Peppa Pig...I saw it last time Xixi."

In front of the disinfection pond there, Sun Fan looked back at the yelling fat man, humming an unknown little song, and happily gathered the tools.

Behind, Zhao Dezhu had already rushed over.

"Didn't I say you want that kind of fierce and simple? What's wrong with tattooing Peppa Pig on me?"

Sun Fan bit his lower lip, narrowed his eyes and stared at the fat man with saliva flying, and hugged his hands: "This is the kind you want very fierce. Do you think that Peppa Pig dares to be tattooed on his body? How cruel is that? Can others not be afraid of you?"

"... Fatty, what she said seems to make sense." Ma Bang thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

The fat man fell silent, stared at the woman tightly, and then nodded heavily: "It makes sense, but this is too cartoony."

Sun Fan, who had his arms wrapped around him, put down his hand, stuttered, and thought for a while: "In this way, you go down there again, I will give you some more embellishment, take out your momentum, and give it for free."

"OK!"

Seeing the fat man lying down again, Sun Fan was simple this time. He only brought a tattoo needle machine and focused his eyes. He did not hesitate to get the needle. In less than twenty minutes, she finished everything.

"Okay, it's done, have you become more fierce than before..."

I saw that the original tattooed body was licking a pair of curved fangs under the pig's nose, and it was quite cute and flipped upwards.

——Peppa Boar.

...

Dingding Ding Ding...

The wind chime swayed, the glass door opened, Sun Fan took off his mask, sat on the bar, poured a glass of lemonade, and looked at the two people who were excited to leave.

Talking to yourself.

"...Don't worry, you get what you pay for. What I take will bring you good luck."
Chapter completed!