[Korean Entertainment] The years between me and Mr. G

"Ruru, do you want to get a tattoo too?" Park Jae-fan looked at the tattoo machine on his arm, and the skin gradually turned red with a tingling sensation.

"No, my father is a teacher. If I get a tattoo, I will definitely be hung up and beaten." She shook her head firmly, "Just take care of yourself."

"That's right, if you have tattoos, you must look like a big sister in the underworld, and there is probably no way around it."

"Park Jae-bum, are you courting death? I..."

"I'm tattooed." With a panting voice interrupting what they hadn't finished speaking, the two turned their heads and looked towards the door, only to see Xilin clutching the door frame tightly, she lowered her head and panted heavily, then sat down on the chair, and was still helping The tattooist who tattooed Park Jae-bum said, "Give me one too."

"What's the matter? Why are you tattooing so well?" Ruru turned her head to look at the empty doorway, and asked in doubt, "Where is Youbian Baixian? Why did you come back alone?"

At this time, another tattoo artist came out and sat on the chair opposite her, adjusted the tattoo machine and asked her if her skin would be prone to allergies, and what kind of tattoo she wanted.Unaware of her words, Xilin took out a piece of paper on the table, hesitated for a while and quickly drew a tattoo, then pointed at the position of the tiger's mouth, and said with a slightly trembling voice, "It's right here."

"Hey Xilin, what are you doing!" Ruru got up and walked to her side and reached out to hold her shoulders. When she touched her, she felt that she was shaking almost all over at this time, and realized that something was wrong, bent down and leaned on her side in a hurry He asked, "What's the matter with you?! Where's Baekhyun? Oh, don't get tattooed, it hurts!"

"Tattoos don't hurt." Park Jae-bum, who didn't know the situation here, stood beside him fearlessly, "If you come too, haha, then you will have the same tattoo of Park Jae-bum, hehehe. "

"Are you going to die?" He looked at him with a threatening expression, heard the tattoo artist start, looked down and saw that the needle had touched her skin, and immediately called out, "Are you serious!?!"

There was another voice in the room that was no longer quiet due to her yelling. Bian Baixian walked into the room carrying a plastic bag with a worried face, and when he saw Xilin sitting on the chair safe and sound, he complained, "Xilin, why did you not get along with me when you came back?" Let me tell you, I'm still looking for you at the door."

He came out of the convenience store and saw that no one was surprised and wanted to call her and found that the phone was still in Ruru's bag. He thought about going back to the tattoo shop first, but he didn't expect to hear a few screams coming from the corner of the street just after he crossed the road. .He stopped and turned his head to look, and the shadows of a group of people overlapped.

They all shouted the same name---g-dragon.

Holding the bag in place, Xilin couldn't have left without saying hello for no reason, unless... he quickly imagined a picture in his mind, and he immediately ran back to the convenience store, standing at the door looking around in panic.He ran to the place where he was surrounded by the crowd, but still did not see her.

Thinking about going back to the tattoo shop and calling her for insurance, he hurried back to the tattoo shop, but when he opened the door, he saw Xilin sitting there with his back straight.

"Are you... are you okay." After calming down, he walked to her side and looked at the small tattoo formed on her muzzle.I couldn't help frowning, "Did you see him?"

She nodded.

"So, it's because of him?"

She shook her head, "I just want to remind myself to have a good mood every day."

Remind yourself, no matter when, don't be influenced by him.

The moment the tattoo machine didn't touch the skin, he almost retracted his hand.But at the moment when the needle pierced her skin, she finally had a sense of reality, and her body stopped shaking.He closed his eyes and took two slow breaths. He met Zhilong just now, and he was almost recognized.She couldn't describe the feeling, she thought she would be sad and she would cry.

However, no.

In her heart, there is only anger.The unforgivable anger, what he had done to him quickly came to mind, she no longer wanted her emotions to be influenced by him, so she wanted to tattoo the smiling face on her hand.

I remember that she almost failed the character painting test in the first semester of her freshman year. From the perspective of technical color, there was no reason.Angrily, I found the teacher and wanted an explanation, but the teacher's answer left me speechless.

He said that the theme of the investigation is the same as the theme of our enrollment at the beginning, which is love.I was the one who reviewed your work at the beginning, and the reason why I made an exception to let you in was not because your painting skills are much better than other students, but because I saw love and happiness in your paintings.Today, however, there are countless emotions in your paintings.This is not bad, every painter needs a lot of experience to paint masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

However, this does not fit my theme.I can only say so much.If you are not satisfied with this result, then I can give you another chance.

So she stayed up for several days and nights to draw a picture about family affection before barely passing the test.

What she thought at the time was, Quan Zhilong, thank you so much for giving me emotions that I never had before.

After this unexpected meeting, she returned to the United States. In the winter vacation of her junior year, she went to other places for an internship for a period of time, and then stayed there for internships during the winter and summer vacations.The studio in the United States gave her a lot of opportunities to exercise, and she has more or less cooperated with some big names. Maybe she will have a different development if she continues to stay here, but she really wants to try something different.

Just for myself.

When she was preparing for her graduation work in her senior year, she drew it in the house shared with Zero before. There were two copies of her graduation work, one requiring an electronic version of the computer drawing, and the other requiring a pure manuscript.She did some work on the electronic version during her internship, but the manuscript was the real waste of time.

In the second semester of her senior year, she was neither in school nor in the United States for an internship, so when she hurried back, she was pressed for time and had to stay up for several days and nights to finish on time.And Zero, who lives with her, has always been reluctant to let her see his work, saying that he wants to keep it mysterious.

She no longer did an internship in the studio where the two had stayed before, but went out on a date every day and occasionally brought a man back.

"Is your graduation work ready?"

"Of course." The woman raised her eyebrows confidently, and her smile became more mysterious, "I draw all the paintings on my boyfriend's side. You know, he always gives me a lot of inspiration."

"Really?" Xilin followed suit with a smile, sharpening a 2b pencil, and there was a pile of finely shattered pencil shavings on the bottom of his feet.

More than ten days later, the review of graduation works came. Because Xilin stayed up late the night before, she went to bed late the next day. Anyway, she can hand in the whole day. She is not in a hurry. He took out his backpack, took out the paint tube he brought back from the internship place, and went to the desk to pack it up.

Unexpectedly, where the painting was originally placed on the table, there was only a blank sheet of paper.

"What's going on." Unbelievably opened the blank paper, there was nothing.Holding the microphone with a smiling face tattooed by her side, she hurried out of the room to knock on Zero's door, only to remember that she went to spend the night at her boyfriend's place last night when no one answered.Anxiety took out his mobile phone to call her, but no one answered after several consecutive calls.

In the end, I had to ask my roommate in school for help, "l, have you seen zero?"

"Zero? Yes. I met her when I was handing in my homework, and I saw her paintings. Wow, I didn't expect her to draw so well every day when she was in love. It seems that she is a real person who doesn't show her face... "

"What?" I remember yesterday that the two of them agreed to hand it over later, and then went to L Linzi and the others to have lunch together, "Then is she still in school now?"

"I don't know, I seem to have left after handing in the work. Do you have anything to do with her?"

"Yes, it's very important. If you see her, you must ask her to call me back." After hanging up the phone and searching for a while, what I thought of was Zero's mysterious smile.She sat on the ground and called L again with a serious voice, "L, do you still remember what Zero drew this morning?"

"The specifics are too clear. Anyway, the painting style is quite special. Ah, I remembered, there are wild geese!"

"Big geese?!"

The pupils closed slightly, she cut off the phone and there was a buzzing in her ears, the painting belonged to her.It's her painting.She sat on the ground and called Zero again, but no one answered.After a while, she got up and dragged out her backpack before opening the closet.

Half a month later, the graduation results were announced, and Xilin was excellent.

After confirming the results, she sorted things out in the rented apartment. She had already signed a contract with the internship company, and she could work there directly after the results were confirmed.The day before she left the United States, when she dragged her luggage and closed the door, she saw Zero who had been disappearing since handing in her homework.

"Hey, long time no see." She pulled up the luggage trolley, looked at Zero with red eyes and smiled, "I haven't been able to contact you before. Because I want to go abroad, I have returned the house."

"What's going on." Walking in front of her, staring at her, "What's going on, what did you do?"

"Hands and feet?" Blinking, "I should ask you this. If you steal my homework, you will disappear. What? Come to me now that you can't graduate?"

"...Cao Xilin, you have already seen through it, right? So you asked me to take that painting on purpose? Are you happy that I can't graduate now!?" He took a step forward and reached out to grab her shirt The collar dragged towards himself.

"Happy. Of course I'm happy." Wei Wei raised the corners of her mouth, "I didn't tell the teacher that you stole other people's works. I'm kind to you. If I were you, I would definitely not come here, but, I can't see Is it because you like doing self-defeating things so much?"

"Also, since you want to do such a thing, don't show it. What kind of inspiration is given by your boyfriend? I think as long as you are a man, you can give you inspiration. Do you think it's just your chamber pot-like head that still wants to be with me? Brainstorming? Are you kidding me. Don't talk about romance."

After speaking, he dragged his suitcase and turned to leave.

Completely return to the dividing line of reality

"So you have prepared two paintings?"

"Yeah, what she stole was the painting I imitated during my internship." Putting down the chopsticks, "The time she stayed with me in the studio was enough for me to see her clearly. But she really did It’s still unbelievable to me.”

In fact, what made it even more difficult for her to believe was when she began to lose trust in people.

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