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If she hadn't come here in person, Jiang Wanzi really wouldn't have known that there was such a misnamed alley in Jiang City.

There are several alleys here, full of small and dilapidated storefronts, grocery stores, hardware stores, and even shroud shops and wreath shops.The residents who come and go are dressed in plain clothes, and the space between buildings is cramped. The wide one can barely be used as a one-way street for cars to pass, and the narrow one can accommodate two people side by side at most.

Jiang Wanzi just drove into the car that was a few meters away and met the old-fashioned Erba. She lowered the window and wanted to communicate. The car ran over.

A little girl was sitting on the wicker chair installed at the back of the car, chewing bubble gum, looking sideways at the beautiful woman in the car, and proudly blowing a pink bubble.The old-fashioned [-] almost brushed past the car body, so that the little girl blew up the transparent bubbles as if they were close at hand. Jiang Wanzi's nose smelled of inferior saccharin.

There was no scratch, Jiang Wanzi admired it from the bottom of her heart.She closed the window and drove the car forward for a while, looking around, there were no parking spaces.So he went up a gentle slope and parked the car at the door of a self-built house.

Jiang Wanzi got out of the car, followed the navigation around, and finally found the entrance of the alley where the store was located.

Next to it stood a crooked telephone pole with a few blurred missing person notices posted on it. There were strips of yellow stains under the pole, like dog urine.

The sound of the erhu came in bursts, long and sad, occasionally covered by the sound of a quarrel, and then responded with louder decibels.The woman's yelling was accompanied by the sound of knocking on the door: "The old thing whose neck is not buried in the soil will die if he doesn't play the suona for a day?"

"This is the erhu..."

"I don't care if your mother has a hu and erhu. I've been married to you for so many years as a cow and a horse. Can you afford a house of one square meter outside? What kind of man is it? I don't care if I see my lover..."

Tongzilou with all kinds of living beings.Obvious vulgarity and rundown.

The old wall was covered with ghostly characters, and Jiang Wanzi's eyes couldn't help but freeze on "138xxxxxxxx student girl", and there was a metal sign with white characters on a blue background next to it, indicating the identity of the alley.

Such a dilapidated alley is called——Hundred Flowers Deep.

Jiang Wanzi secretly wrote this down, the breath of life is very strong, and she thinks it might be useful for filming in the future.

The navigation shows that there are dozens of meters left, so go straight.

She went up the stairs, and moss grew in the gaps in the stone road, as well as weeds swaying in the wind.

To see Shen Yongyan today, Jiang Wanzi dressed more formally to show respect.The stone stairs are very narrow, and the black suit pants with a good drape will accidentally get dusty when she lifts her feet, but she doesn't care much.

Jiang Wanzi has been pampered since she was a child, but since she became a director, she has suffered a lot. Back then, when she was filming "Wild Horse Night", she often slept in the wild in order to squat at the sunrise and watch the moon set. The conditions were much worse than here.

I just don't know how her three Bai Fumei friends can get along in this kind of place, especially Jia Jiajia, who also has a cleanliness habit.

With that in mind, the navigation prompt came.

Where is that tattoo parlor called "Yedu"?

Jiang Wanzi looked around, walking, and accidentally stepped on a pile of melon seed shells. Suddenly, two melon seed shells floated down from her eyes and landed at her feet.

She raised her head, Xin Yuke in the corridor on the third floor bowed her head, and bamboo poles of different lengths were erected in the residential buildings on the second floor. The two of them gazed at the various underpants drying on the bamboo poles in the air without embarrassment. met.

Jiang Wanzi never imagined that a rising star in the domestic model industry who frequently appeared in fashion magazines and brought goods to major brands...Xin Yu, who has many titles, could have this side.

The imposing supermodel, wrapped in a large flower quilt, licking melon seeds and weeping.Rustic, it can be regarded as doing as the Romans do.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow"

The expression on Xin Yuke's face was very strong, but it still couldn't hide the fact that there were not many tears.

Jiang Wanzi was hugged tightly by Xin Yuke, she smiled, and couldn't help but feel happy to reunite with her friend, but her venomous tongue remained the same: "Last time Ying Nan said that he would bring you into the film and television industry? I think it is No need, the audience has done something wrong to bear it.”

Ying Nan is Xin Yuke's manager, and he is considered an ace in the modeling circle. Back then, he was willing to take Xin Yu with him, but it was because they were mahjong friends, and they met at a dinner party playing mahjong.

Xin Yuke: "Come on, listen to him bragging, he still hasn't paid back the money he borrowed from me on the mahjong table last time, a man without credit!"

She gritted her teeth, the large flowered quilt on her body was very eye-catching, Jiang Wanzi asked what was going on.

"Don't talk about it, it's not because of you. I was in a hurry to catch the plane, and I forgot to bring my suitcase. One of them has short legs and the other has a thick waist. The clothes don't fit me well. After all, Jiang City is too cold. "

Jiang Wanzi: "I'll ask Xiaozhou to send some over, wear mine first?"

Xin Yuke: "No need, I just bought some clothes online when I got off the plane, and they should be delivered soon."

The one with the short head and legs opened the window, and Jia Jiajia said, "You have short legs! You are 1.8 meters tall!"

She has a serious obsession with cleanliness, even the air outside the house is considered dirty, the window is only half open, and then closes quickly.He didn't poke his head out, only heard his voice but couldn't see his person.

I also don't understand why this store with high praise on the APP opened here.

Xin Yuke made faces, Jiang Wanzi smiled, wondering why the one with the thick waist didn't choke.

Jia Jiajia: "Where are the tattoos?"

"Isn't she the most afraid of pain?" Jiang Wanzi was puzzled.

Tightening the big flowered quilt on her body, Xin Yuke took Jiang Wanzi's arm and wanted to go into the house: "It's not like you don't know her, you're curious. I've been doing things like this since I was a child, and even dyed her by myself when I was young." I crossed my hair and went to kindergarten with a hair of unknown color."

Xin Yuke and Gu Xuxi grew up together, and they were young in a real sense, Jiang Wanzi really didn't know about this.

I imagined it and couldn't help laughing out loud.

There is a wooden sign hanging on the dark brown wooden door. Once the door is pushed open, there is a hole in the room.

Compared with the dilapidated alleys, it is a world away.The designs of the tattoos are framed and painted as decorations on a white wall, both sides.A few Dada paintings are nailed to one of the remaining sides, and there is also an irregular display shelf assembled from three layers of wood boards, displaying some absurd and weird artworks.

On the left hand side of the entrance, there is a photo wall, with Polaroids fixed with colorful thumbtacks, all of which are feedback from customers after tattooing.

Jiang Wanzi took a look and found an acquaintance.

Jia Jiajia, who was sitting on the green retro leather sofa, also saw it before, and said in a strange way: "It's really where we don't meet each other in life."

Xin Yuke was attracted by the yelling and scolding outside, so he didn't look carefully, but now he leaned forward and was also surprised: "Isn't this Yu Zhi?"

One of Jiang Wanzi's exes was with Zheng Lingyuan before, maybe two or three months before they got separated.

They all know each other because they took them to dinner.

Jia Jiajia: "Wherever you go, it's your ex."

Xin Yuke: "This probability can only be said to be merciful and indebted everywhere."

The two of them sang the oboe, but Jiang Wanzi ignored them.He hung up the overcoat and suit jacket he had taken off by himself, with a very flat expression, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

After sitting down, he asked, "Where's Gu Gu?"

Jia Jiajia pointed her to a room with a closed door on the left: "Inside, it was howling like a pig just now."

Maybe the sound insulation is good, or maybe Gu Xuxi has passed out from the pain, but Jiang Wanzi didn't hear anything.

"What did she get tattooed on?"

Jia Jiajia was busy talking sweetly with Zhao Shu, Xin Yuke took a magazine from the magazine rack between the two sofas and handed it to Jiang Wanzi: "I picked it from the inside, I forgot which one, and the paintings are pretty good. of."

Copperplate-printed picture album, the cover is the name of the store in cursive script, and the opened catalog is divided into three volumes, and there is a special volume at the top and bottom.

Jiang Wanzi flipped through it casually, and the last volume's painting style was bold, with the name of the artist marked next to the pictures. Most of these drawings came from the hands of an artist named YN.Her fingertips twirled the last page of the first volume, and turned to the second volume. The painting styles were obviously different, restrained and refined.

She flipped through a few pages in a row, and the pauses became longer and longer. Naturally, she also noticed that the artist had changed from YN to XI.

A clerk with a small green flower tattooed on his wrist came out of the tea room and brought two cups of hot coffee.

Jiang Wanzi closed the album and asked, "Is the artist in your store here?"

Taking advantage of her concentration, Xin Yuke and Jia Jiajia clapped their hands secretly.

The clerk was slightly taken aback.

The painter actually doesn't come to the store very often, but today, by chance, she is here.And it's not for the drawing, but... the clerk glanced at the two nonchalant women beside Jiang Wanzi, obviously they were all brought here by the artist, and now Jiang Wanzi seemed not to know the artist, Do not know what's going on.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, the clerk led Jiang Wanzi to the studio.

This store spans almost the entire floor, so the depth is not long, and the area extends to the left and right.

Xin Yuke and Jia Jiajia pretended to be curious and followed behind.As soon as Jiang Wanzi walked in, the two of them immediately closed the door. There was a key on the door, but Xin Yuke turned the key and locked the door completely.

The clerk was dumbfounded, and Jia Jiajia gave her some tips: "This door will not be opened until we come back, don't worry, nothing will happen."

After finishing speaking, the two people quickly disappeared.

The moment Jia Jiajia was about to go out, she was stumbled by her own obsession with cleanliness, Xin Yuke yanked her hard: "Those who want to achieve great things don't care about small things, if they are dirty, what are they afraid of? Let's go all out!"

The man ran downstairs in the wind, with a red floral quilt wrapped around his body like a cloak.Jia Jiajia looked at her back, which was really carefree, and at the back of herself stepping on the stained ground, not knowing who was more open-minded.

Passing through a ditch with vegetable leaves floating, the two of them entered the tube building on the back of Yedu according to the original plan.

Holding the rusty handrail of the stairs, he climbed up to the third floor. Gu Xuxi, who should be in the tattoo parlor and should not be here, has already prepared three binoculars, waiting for the two of them.

The three formed a small group behind Jiang Wanzi's back, and had a heated discussion on how to determine the relationship between Jiang Wanzi and this girl. Since Jiang Wanzi is always happy and angry, it is difficult to guess her mind. , they finalize a series of plans that may not seem very plausible at first glance.

The first step of the plan was provided by Gu Xuxi, who locked the two of them tightly in the same room and watched them quietly.