Zhong Mingxia naturally followed her to watch the fun.

Who is more familiar with Wan Changsheng's scar than her?

Lin Chuni is just a bag of inquiries, and she knows everything and is still mysterious: "Will you take time with me to see the princess tomorrow? I heard that she is very beautiful!"

Zhong Mingxia's expression was like that, so it was so sudden.

Wan Changsheng really wanted to say that it was that fat sister... He didn't know if he would decide to help, so he could only be upset: "This matter is so troublesome, you are gloating and you are not allowed to go see it. They might leave by themselves in a few days. We are confident that we don't know!"

Zhong Mingxia quickly prepared to applaud as if she had heard Zhuge Liang's brilliant plan.

Lin Chuni just laughed: "Who am I you? If you say no, don't? I haven't hooked up with an Arab beauty yet. I'll go over and bring a banner tomorrow to welcome the Arab princess to visit!"

Zhong Mingxia looked surprised to see others act recklessly.

Wan Changsheng immediately said: "It may be embarrassing if someone gets it back. You just have to bear it so much? I will not deal with a ruthless and unrighteous person like you, so I will take the lead!"

Lin Chuni grabbed him: "Don't just be fooled when you find opportunities. Hurry up and behave, I have already conceived it. You can't waste my efforts on this alone. If there is a tattoo project in the National Youth Exhibition, maybe I can still win the gold medal."

Wan Changsheng immediately felt itchy: "What kind of effort?"

Lin Chuni took Joe: "Haha, you will snatch your creativity away if you say it. Let's go. Will you tell people everywhere before the work is revealed?"

Wan Changsheng is realistic: "I don't usually say it, but at least it has a lot to do with me. I have the right to know, right?"

Lin Chuni is too good at grasping her: "Let's go, let's go, I can't explain it clearly in one sentence or two. Besides, I haven't seen your scars carefully yet, maybe I have to ask for your help."

Wan Changsheng became even more curious and followed him to the brand new training center.

Zhong Mingxia is obviously learning from Lin Chuni's active offensive model of fighting high and following without saying a word.

Lin Chuni still took care of Wan Changsheng's boss status, walked through the crowd on the first floor that had already begun to be busy, and took him to the small workshop on the second floor with a hilarious sound: "VIP treatment, take off your pants..."

Wan Changsheng regretted that he shouldn't have agreed to this matter, but he was really curious about what he could create.

After hearing this sentence, I was even more awkward and even looked at Zhong Mingxia a little helplessly. It was a bit of a blessing in disguise. At least there was a third party in the room, so I would not be embarrassed by the lonely man and the widow.

Zhong Mingxia held her eyes and smiled: "Do you want me to find a screen for you too?"

Lin Chuni actually turned around and was wearing gloves to test the machine, laughing wildly when she heard this.

Wan Changsheng really felt like Zhong Mingxia took off her clothes in front of her and laughed: "That's the best, it's really embarrassing, and this... Boss Lin, I really want to give up."

Lin Chuni firmly said: "There is no such instrument course! Check it out..."

As he said that, he turned on his phone and threw it over, with a hand-painted manuscript on it.

She actually drew a landscape painting on her legs!

Wan Changsheng really shone in front of him. He didn't paint such ink and water, but Lin Chuni was even more free and easy than him in artistic conception.

Well, just like appearance is born from the heart, the artistic conception of painting is indeed related to personality.

Wan Changsheng often has more rigorous paintings and is not enough to fly. Luo Youdao's innocence can draw a cartoon shape that makes people smile. Although Lin Chuni is not good at Chinese painting, she uses a drawing pen to draw it as free and easy as a dream of the misty rain of the world for ten years.

Zhong Mingxia also looked at it: "This is not enough, he also has it on his butt..."

While talking, he gestured on his butt. His movements were good, the seductive back groove line and the q-slipping buttocks felt...

Lin Chuni turned around and looked surprised when she heard this: "Even her butt, tsk, this time I'm so happy!"

Zhong Mingxia snooker: "Actually, there are many scars on his right leg, and it is also quite miserable as a skin donor area."

Lin Chuni was overjoyed: "Big business, big business! Take it off quickly and show it to me!"

Wan Changsheng immediately found a compromise solution: "I will wear big shorts another day. These jeans are really inconvenient. Pull them up first and try some parts?"

Lin Chuni's beautiful big eyes turned around and agreed: "Okay..."

Wan Changsheng was a little surprised, but finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lay on the nursing bed. Zhong Mingxia helped him pull up his trouser legs and gestured to Lin Chuni: "From here to here, it is the skin repair area. There are some splashing scars next to it, so it has not been treated for skin repair. This is the skin-providing area, which is mainly concentrated in this area..."

Lin Chuni couldn't help but tease her when she put on a mask: "It's so familiar. Come on, let's help me to brush some anesthetics for him."

Zhong Mingxia happily took on the job: "I was just learning nursing. Don't you do a disinfection first?"

Lin Chuni complained to the lamb who was lying down and didn't want to talk: "It's the most annoying to deal with professionals, mom, all kinds of things."

Zhong Mingxia stopped talking immediately.

Wan Changsheng still wanted to turn his head and look, but the movements were awkward.

Zhong Mingxia is clever: "I'll use my phone to make videos for you."

Thank you, Wan Changsheng.

Lin Chuni glanced at Zhong Mingxia's eyes, and the female lead was even more afraid to speak.

In fact, Lin Chuni is really skillful. She quickly outlined the outer contour with a marker behind Wan Changsheng's calves, then picked up the guy and started thrusting inside the motor sound.

He also comforted Wan Changsheng: "In fact, it is very common to cover scars in tattoos, and there is also a special set of special considerations. Because the skin is damaged into silk patterns, generally speaking, tigers, leopards, bears and other feathers have the best effect. However, you are a respected young artist, you must not be so vulgar, right? So I have thought about it a long time ago that the most suitable method for you should be the brushstrokes, you know?"

Speaking of professionalism, all the discomfort of Wan Changsheng disappeared, and he almost applauded with joy: "Hey! I didn't think it wasn't you that I didn't expect it! The ink brushing technique is just this kind of skin... Hahaha, the word "scratch" originally describes the dry and cracked skin caused by the cold and injury. Hahaha, using the Chinese painting of wrinkles, the wrinkles are used to cover these scars, um, um, um, it makes sense... Ouch... Hiss..."

Zhong Mingxia was confused and didn't care. When she saw Wan Changsheng's face wrinkled, she immediately felt distressed: "What, what? Is it hurting very much? Otherwise, I won't do it anymore. If the injury is healed, I won't make it happen!"

Lin Chuni held it down: "Master! What does this hurt?... Do you get a towel to bite your mouth?"

Wan Changsheng had a bitter face: "It hurts but it doesn't hurt, it's itchy. In fact, there seems to be no pain on the surface of my skin. Instead, there is an indescribable itch coming from under the skin, which is really a life-threatening one!"

Zhong Mingxia had no choice but to help hold her legs, and she couldn't bear to see the ink needle "spike" quickly on Wan Changsheng's legs.

Lin Chuni relaxed: "We two beauties are so young and so young, so we are wasting time with you. Shouldn't you be sweet in your heart? What's this? What did you think at that time?"

Wan Changsheng also felt that chatting could distract himself.

He had a storytelling eloquence. From the moment he got off the car and saw each other crossing the street, he said it was really thrilling. When he was immersive, Lin Chuni paused and felt it.

Zhong Mingxia even bit her mouth, as if she could feel the pain of the bone-attached cervix!

However, Wan Changsheng quickly got used to the strange feeling and felt less uncomfortable when he lay down.

Lin Chuni quickly pulled a few lines and after she hooked out the large outline, she only focused on her hands and compared them with the mobile phone screen.

There is a famous landscape painting there, as it is called outline, rubbing, rubbing, dyeing, and dots. This is the essence of Chinese landscape painting.

She did not completely copy how the Chinese painter painted it, but just felt this way.

It sounds simple. It outlines the outline and creates the concave, sensitivity, texture and three-dimensionality of the mountain rocks. The painting methods of stones that look rough and numb in Chinese landscapes are all of them.

The scars of Wan Changsheng, the skin grafts, have large pieces without any skin patterns, are all thin silk cloud patterns that seem to have been pulled by the horns of silk, and they look a little creepy in a mess.

It is already good for doctors to repair the wound like this, and they are not a beauty treatment.

But Lin Chuni used this kind of skin scar to stab the mountain and rocks along the irregular outline of the scar.

As she entered the creative state, she slowly said nothing, and her usual carelessness disappeared. She focused on her eyes. Apart from occasionally looking at the mobile phone screen, she was devoted to creation!

Wan Changsheng can confirm this kind of look and concentration from his mobile video, which is a kind of creation. He secretly turned back and signaled to Zhong Mingxia, turned off his phone, and began to think about his own creation even though he was lying there.

Zhong Mingxia slowly let go of her hand, sat on the chair next to her, and quietly looked at the two people in front of her.

It seems that I can't see enough of that.

Just stay with me like this.

There were obviously three people, but in the small workshop with two or three desks, except for the sound of the tattoo machine, it was quiet.

It was also the bedtime message Du Wen sent as usual, which made Wan Changsheng return from his creative world and glance at his wrist: "Ah?! It's twelve o'clock!"

Zhong Mingxia also woke up from her eyes: "Really!"

Only Lin Chuni didn't care: "What's this? It took at least dozens of hours to finish all of this..."

Wan Changsheng quickly called out Jin and stopped his troops: "Then take your time, don't worry, I'll see now..."

He turned his head hard and turned around, a little stunned.

He never cared about it, but he didn't want to see the scar. At least it was on his ankle. It was originally the most serious place, but now it has become a sudden strange peak. On the creepy rocks, two pine trees that have grown together actually feel proudly standing.

There are a few birds flying next to it, which is a portrayal of a line of egrets entering the blue sky.

Made looked a little fascinated.

Art really has the effect of turning decay into magic.
Chapter completed!