classmate engagement

Jiang Muping had indeed considered this issue, but who made him most satisfied with the smoking one.Before the finished film came out, he was thinking of hanging the wedding photo in formal attire in the living room, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face when he saw the street style one.

Jiang Muping hasn't thought about how to deal with his dad yet. Anyway, since he moved out from home, his dad has visited his house very few times. He probably won't come here either.

"Are you smoking now?" Shao Yuandong asked.

"No."

Shao Yuandong glanced at Jiang Muping in the photo. The appearance of squatting on the low wall and biting a cigarette? It was obvious that he really smoked.

Shao Yuandong continued to admire the photo.

He has never seen such a wedding photo,? It's so personal.

"How did you take such a wedding photo?"

"Chosen by diagenesis."

Shao Yuandong praised: "Very cool."

It was also the first time for him to see Jiang Muping wearing this style of clothes, it felt very fresh.

Shao Yuandong's gaze shifted from Jiang Mu to Chengyan. His facial features did not change much, but his mental temperament changed a lot. He was a gloomy brother in high school, with always gloomy eyes; now,? The corners of his mouth are still tightly pursed,? He casts a defiant arc downward,? But his eyes are very bright.He looked up at Jiang Muping who was squatting on the wall, with a skateboard under his feet.

"Is Cheng Yan a tattooist now?"

"Ah."

Careers are pretty cool too.

Shao Yuandong still remembered the content of his previous conversation with Jiang Muping, which contained some important points, such as Jiang Muping didn't like Chengyan, but wanted to manage this marriage well.

It's reasonable to think about it,? Diagenesis should not be Jiang Muping's favorite type.

From Shao Yuandong's point of view, he also felt that Jiang Muping and Cheng Yan were completely incompatible.

If they don't get married, their life trajectories are two parallel lines, and there will never be a day when they intersect.Shao Yuandong didn't understand why Jiang Muping adjusted the angle of the parallel line and forcibly intersected with the diagenetic one.

"I still can't figure it out," Shao Yuandong looked at Jiang Muping, "How did you marry him? There are so many people to choose from. Why did you choose the one who is farthest from your world?"

"On what basis do you judge that he is the person farthest from my world."

"There's no need to judge at all, it's a fact."

"Disea, why are you still so arrogant at this age." Jiang Muping said, "Now that I have pulled him in, he is in my world, and the distance is a negative number."

"He's not your type." Shao Yuandong said smugly in his own opinion.

Jiang Muping smiled inexplicably: "Do you know which type I like?"

Shao Yuandong didn't know, and he didn't hear Jiang Muping say it, but he subconsciously thought that Jiang Muping wouldn't like Cheng Yan, who had no culture, was too beautiful, and had a very different occupation from Jiang Muping.

"Disea, you are not only arrogant, but also stupid."

Shao Yuandong choked.

"Diagenesis is my favorite type."

Cheng Yan had just finished a job, he poured a glass of water, picked up the phone on the table and glanced at it.Maybe Jiang Muping was afraid of disturbing his work, so he didn't call him, but only sent a message, just 2 minutes ago.

-Shao Yuandong has already arrived at home and said he wants to visit your studio

Cheng Yan drank water and typed with one hand: come

Jiang Muping called, and Chengyan connected.

"Is work over?" Jiang Muping asked on the phone.

Cheng Yan said hoarsely: "Not yet, there is a small picture. Why did he come here so early?"

"Let's be free."

Cheng Yan laughed.

"Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Cheng Yan poured another glass of water, took a big gulp to moisturize his throat, and then said, "I haven't drank a sip of water for three hours, my throat is too dry."

"We'll be over in a moment."

"Ah."

"He wants to eat hot pot, I will go buy ingredients later."

Cheng Yan sat down, glanced at the information of the next customer, and said casually: "I'll buy it, you won't buy it."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and he said, "So worried about me."

Cheng Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Not really."

When the time agreed with the guest arrives, the assistant comes in and informs the guest that he is already waiting outside.

"I will continue to work, let's not talk about it."

"Well, we'll be right over."

Jiang Muping drove Shao Yuandong to Chengyan's studio.

The size of the studio is not small, and there is a response as soon as you enter the door: "Do you want to get a tattoo? Do you have an appointment?"

After a glance at the front desk, he saw Jiang Muping behind Shao Yuandong, and said with a smile, "It's Professor Jiang, are you here to find Teacher Cheng?"

Jiang Muping hummed.

The receptionist glanced at Shao Yuandong and asked, "What about you, do you want a tattoo?"

Shao Yuandong smiled: "I don't have tattoos."

"He is my friend." Jiang Muping said.

"Okay," the front desk led them in, and talked to Jiang Muping in a familiar manner: "Mr. Cheng is still working, professor, please sit down for a while."

Jiang Muping and Shao Yuandong sat down on the sofa. Shao Yuandong looked around and found that there were several rooms in the studio. Some of the doors were ajar, some were closed, and there was a "buzzing" vibration in the room. Voice.

"Where are so many tattoo artists?" Shao Yuandong glanced into the room, "Is Cheng Yan in partnership with others?"

"No, he's the boss."

"He opened this studio?"

"Ah."

"Sure." Shao Yuandong has always had a keen sense of money, "he is probably richer than you."

Shao Yuandong stood up and looked around. There were many photos of tattoo designs on the wall, which were different from the tattoos he imagined.His impression of tattoos is still the rough ones tattooed on people in the past, and the particularly tacky ones.

These tattoo designs on the wall look high-end, full of beauty, strong artistic sense, and the lines and compositions are very fine.

To sum up, what diagenetic tattoos on people must be the kind of expensive tattoos.

Shao Yuandong's head was filled with the stench of copper.

"Chengyan usually earns a lot, right?" Shao Yuandong glanced at Jiang Muping, "Are all the tattoos on this wall done by him?"

"Mostly, some are tattooed by others."

Shao Yuandong looked at Cheng Yan differently for a moment, he didn't expect Cheng Yan to be such a high-level first-class tattoo artist.

Jiang Muping walked to the door of the tattoo room, Shao Yuandong followed him, and glanced inside over his shoulder.

Chengyan was wearing a mask, holding a tattoo machine and drawing lines on the arms of the guests. He may have glanced at the figure at the door from the corner of his eye, and he quickly raised his eyes to take a look.

Cheng Yan's hands stopped, and he heard a slight sigh from the guest.

Shao Yuandong smiled and waved to Chengyan. Chengyan stared at him for a few seconds, nodded slightly, and then moved his eyes to Jiang Muping.

Cheng Yan's mask was wrinkled, and Shao Yuandong wasn't sure if he was smiling.

Not smiling at him anyway.

"Teacher Cheng?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yan withdrew his gaze and continued to draw lines.

"Come on slowly, let me take a breath, don't worry."

"Hurry up, slow down, you are in so much pain." Chengyan's voice was muffled under the mask, dull and hoarse, "Hold it, it's almost over."

"I was shaking all the time just now, will it affect your performance? I read on the Internet that if the body is shaking, the lines drawn are not smooth."

The lack of smooth lines mainly depends on the level of the tattoo artist, but Cheng Yan didn't want to explain too much, so he said simply and simply: "No."

Jiang Muping and Shao Yuandong waited outside for a while, and the assistant Mao Mao walked into the studio carrying a paper bag.

"Professor Jiang, you are here." Maomao greeted Jiang Muping, and then walked into the tattoo room with a paper bag.

"Mr. Cheng, I brought back the things for you."

Cheng Yan hummed without raising his head, and said, "Professor Jiang is outside, you can give it to him for me."

"Ah? Don't you give him what you sent yourself?"

"it's the same."

"Ok."

After Maomao went out, he handed the paper bag to Jiang Muping.

Jiang Muping took the paper bag and looked at her suspiciously.

"This is what Teacher Cheng asked me to give you."

Jiang Muping opened the paper bag, and inside was a pure white turtleneck sweater with soft fabric and a faint fragrance.

Jiang Muping stroked the sweater and asked casually, "Why didn't he give it to me?"

Maomao laughed dryly, and said something nice to Cheng Yan: "Professor Jiang, Mr. Cheng, we have never been in a relationship, and sometimes we may be a little puzzled, please understand." Jiang Muping half-truthfully said: "I don't understand .”

Shao Yuandong next to him couldn't help laughing.

Maomao returned to the tattoo room and conveyed the conversation between herself and Jiang Muping to Chengyan verbatim.

Cheng Yan paused and looked up at her.

"Is he unhappy?"

"Not really." Maomao smiled, "Men are all like this, just a few words of coaxing will be fine."

About a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Muping and the others saw Chengyan come out of the house, followed by an assistant into the tattoo room to deal with the aftermath.

Cheng Yan went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Cheng Yan came over.

Chengyan's attitude was polite, and his reaction was very flat. Shao Yuandong guessed that he probably didn't remember himself.

"Shao Yuandong." Jiang Muping introduced.

Shao Yuandong looked at Chengyan and smiled: "Don't you remember me?"

Cheng Yan nodded: "Remember."

Jiang Muping did not have much impression of Chengyan when he mentioned the name Shao Yuandong, but he could match the name with the person as soon as he saw the person.

The past is vivid in his memory, and Chengyan's memory is not that good, but he remembers everything related to Jiang Muping.Shao Yuandong was Jiang Muping's childhood friend, and they were inseparable from him in high school. At that time, Cheng Yan felt that Jiang Muping and Shao Yuandong were like heaven and earth. He never understood why Jiang Muping would be friends with such a person.

At that time, Cheng Yan also wanted to be friends with Jiang Muping. He felt that he was not much worse than Shao Yuandong, at least his grades were much lower than Shao Yuandong.

But he didn't even have the courage to initiate a conversation with Jiang Mu.

He did not become Jiang Muping's friend, but Shao Yuandong was still lucky to be inseparable from Jiang Muping.

When Cheng Yan was in high school, he didn't like to talk to people. Although he was withdrawn, he rarely made enemies with others, but he often had conflicts with Shao Yuandong.The most serious time, he remembered that he broke Shao Yuandong's appearance and was punished for it.

The entanglements in his youth were nothing more than some love issues between men and women. Facing Shao Yuandong's provocation, he could choose to ignore it, but he still adopted the most radical solution.

It's true that he can't understand Shao Yuandong, and the backlog of emotions exploded seems to be a perfect excuse, but there must be some messy things mixed in these emotions.

Like jealousy.

Jealous of Shao Yuandong being so close to Jiang Muping, jealous of him being able to easily make some moves that he needs to rehearse hundreds of times.

Now that I am older, my mentality must be different from before.

"Really remember me?" Shao Yuandong smiled, "I thought you forgot me."

"I was punished because of you, and I will never forget it."

"Let's not mention the matter of Chen Zhima and rotten millet, it's hurtful."

"Chengyan." Shao Yuandong stretched out his hand, "Long time no see."

Cheng Yan shook hands with him, "Long time no see."