classmate engagement

Zhu Yu has been learning tattoos from Cheng Yan for more than a year. Although the days are not short, he is still a newcomer. However, he is quite appreciated and favored by Cheng Yan as a newcomer. Everyone in the studio knows that the boss does not talk too much. close.That kind of intimacy is not the intimacy of every move, but the ease and tenderness in the eyes.

Lin Weijing was kind and kind, but he was indifferent to Zhu Yu. Every time he came to the studio, he had to show off with Zhu Yu, which made Zhu Yu confused and couldn't figure out how to offend this brother.

Cheng Yan regards Zhu Yu as his own, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that he treats Zhu Yu even better than Lin Weijing, his own brother, as if Zhu Yu is the brother of his mother's compatriots, and Lin Weijing is the one who paid for the phone bill.

Lin Weijing did not want to see Zhu Yu for this reason, but it was not the main reason.

He is not a child anymore, so he won't be petty just because his elder brother prefers outsiders more.

The reason why he looked down on Zhu Yu was purely because Lin Weijing felt that this person had a problem with his character, and that he was far less innocent than he appeared on the outside.

Lin Weijing once met Zhu Yu at Beicheng University. At that time, he was walking with one of Lin Weijing's direct juniors. Lin Weijing and that junior were in the same debating club. At that time, some students in the club mentioned that The handsome guy who often came to school to look for that direct junior, the direct junior explained: That handsome guy is his boyfriend.

Only then did Lin Weijing understand.

However, not long after, when Lin Weijing went to the studio to find Cheng Yan, he saw Zhu Yu being hugged by another man at the end of the street where the studio was located.

He was so shocked that he ran into the studio after only a quick glance.

Since then, Lin Weijing has completely changed his view of Zhu Yu, thinking that he is just a little fox who will pretend to be good in front of Chengyan.

Even if Zhu Yu reminded Lin Weijing that "Cheng Yan is your brother, not my brother", the real conflict was not resolved.

Later that day, Zhu Yu brought Lin Weijing a can of ice-cola, but Lin Weijing regarded it as a "low-spirited flattery", and he accepted it out of self-cultivation.

He was very thirsty, and his favorite drink was Coke.

Maybe Zhu Yu got this information from Chengyan, anyway, what he is best at is to please people.

Li Sizhi didn't come to the studio for a long time after he got his tattoo. He made a sudden visit on this day and brought a friend who wanted to get a tattoo.

Today's sky is gray and the air is stuffy, like it's about to rain.

In the workshop, Cheng Yan was designing the client's draft with a pencil, when there was a muffled thunder outside the window, his hand stopped and he glanced out the window.

Knock, knock, knock—someone knocks at the door.

"Enter."

Maomao pushed open the door: "Mr. Cheng, Miss Li is here."

Li Sizhi came out from behind Maomao, followed by a very young lady.

"I haven't been here for a long time, but luckily the little girl didn't forget me." Li Sizhi looked at Maomao with a smile, "Little beauty, thank you for opening the back door for me."

Maomao hurriedly waved his hands: "You are welcome."

Li Sizhi's friend asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by opening the back door?"

"Master's tattoo needs to be reserved here. Today you are in my favor, and you will treat me to dinner later."

"no problem."

Li Sizhi walked towards Chengyan: "Are you busy?"

Cheng Yan put down his pen: "I'm working on a client's draft."

"The friend who wanted to get a tattoo I mentioned to you before," Li Sizhi pointed to the person behind, "I brought her here today."

"If you have any requests, please tell him." Li Sizhi said to his friend.

Cheng Yan sorted out the drafts on the table and asked, "Should I bring my own drawings, or do I want an original design?"

The man smiled and said, "I even asked Li Sizhi to find you, so it must be original."

"My original design is very personal, you can read it first before making a decision." Cheng Yan told Maomao: "Show her the photo album."

"Ok."

Li Sizhi's friend sat on the sofa and opened the photo album, all of which were works by Cheng Yan.She didn't seem to like this style very much, and she muttered halfway through the book: "This style doesn't seem to suit me."

She raised her head, looked at Cheng Yan and said with a smile: "I like softer ones, these are too cool and too hard."

Cheng Yan said: "We have a master who is kind of gentle."

"I think the one you gave Li Sizhi is very good and gentle."

Cheng Yan heard what she meant, she just picked him and didn't want to change someone else.

"So have you decided what to tattoo?" Cheng Yan asked, "The theme or the emotion you want to express, what elements do you want."

The friend was dizzy: "It's so complicated."

Cheng Yan had a headache. He was most afraid of encountering such a client who came to get a tattoo as soon as his brain was hot. The picture was fresh, and he didn't even know why he wanted a tattoo and what it was.In the early years when Diagenet was short of money, he took on all kinds of garbage jobs. Now that he has capital and technology, he has become a bit picky.

He doesn't just accept complicated jobs, he also accepts simple ones. What he picks on are those who don't know what they are tattooing for.

If this person is not Li Sizhi's friend, he should have been sent away by Cheng Yan by now.

Tired of explaining, Cheng Yan said, "Think about what you want to get tattooed first."

Li Sizhi couldn't listen anymore: "Miss, you have to tell him what kind of tattoo you want before he can give you the design."

The friend was stunned: "Let me think about it."

After about 5 minutes, my friend had an idea: "Li Sizhi's tattoo is a whale—"

Li Sizhi corrected: "A killer whale is a dolphin."

The friend glanced at her: "Then I'll get a whale tattoo too."

"I said it was a dolphin..."

The friend couldn't help laughing: "How about the humpback whale?"

Cheng Yan said, "You decide for yourself."

"That's it."

"You're so casual." Li Sizhi said sarcastically.

"Should I draw the design draft first?" My friend asked Cheng Yan, "How long will it take?"

"Depending on the situation, you will be here for about three or four days."

"So fast." My friend was a little surprised.

"You leave your contact information, and I will notify you to come to the studio to read the manuscript."

"Can you send it to me on WeChat? I'm going on a business trip in a few days, so I may not have time to come over."

Cheng Yan shook his head: "This won't work, you have to come to the studio to see it yourself."

"Why?"

Li Sizhi explained: "For anti-leaking pictures, follow the rules."

Cheng Yan said: "If you don't have time, wait until you come back from a business trip."

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door of the office of the professor of criminal law at Beicheng University.

"Please come in." Jiang Muping was reading the literature without looking up.

It was Lin Weijing who entered the door. He called "Professor" and walked to the desk.

"This is a paper I didn't hand in before." Lin Weijing put the paper on the table.

Jiang Muping hummed, but still didn't look up.

"Then I'll go out first."

Jiang Muping seemed to feel that the voice was familiar, and finally raised his head. He bent his index finger, pressed his knuckles against the bottom of the lens, and gently lifted the glasses up.

"Lin Weijing?"

"Well, Professor."

Jiang Muping put down the file and picked up Lin Weijing's thesis.

"On the day you assigned the thesis, I was sick and went home to rest. I made up this later."

Jiang Muping hummed, and put down the paper again. He held his pen in his hands and pondered for a while, but remained silent.

Lin Weijing couldn't guess what he meant, so he asked hesitantly, "Professor, I'm going out first?"

Jiang Muping clamped the pen between his index finger and middle finger, pressed his hand lightly on the table, and said, "Just wait for a while."

Lin Weijing stood hesitantly.

"I want to ask you something." Jiang Muping said.

"You ask."

"Your brother's name is Cheng Yan..."

"Yes." Hearing Jiang Muping talking about Chengyan, Lin Weijing became excited, his eyes lit up.

"Is he your biological brother? Why do you two have different surnames? What are your father's and mother's surnames?"

Lin Weijing was quiet for a moment, and said, "Professor, I used to be called Chengjing, and Chengyan is my brother, with the same father and mother."

Jiang Muping looked at him, as if waiting for him to continue.

"Do you really want to know about him?" Lin Weijing asked a little out of bounds.

Jiang Muping told him: "Chengyan is my high school classmate."

Lin Weijing was a little surprised.

"So I'm concerned about what happened after he left school.

"He didn't study any more, did he?"

Lin Weijing's head gradually lowered: "Yes."

Cheng Yan left school at the beginning of the third year of high school. In Jiang Muping's long memory, Cheng Yan's grades were excellent.

He was just a little withdrawn, so his sense of presence in the class was very low. Jiang Muping remembered that he had a bad temper, and the occasional rise in his presence was still criticized by the school for fighting.

Jiang Muping sensed a trace of pain from Lin Weijing's expression, he frowned, and didn't want to continue asking, before he opened his mouth, he only heard Lin Weijing say:

"My real name is Cheng Jing. When I was a child, I was fostered by my current parents, so I took their surname and changed it to my current name.

"When I was a child, my mother committed suicide by jumping into the river with me in her arms. I didn't die, but she died. Later, there was no one in our family, and my brother dropped out of school.

"At that time, I was still young and didn't remember much. My brother raised me for two years, and later put me in foster care with my current parents."

Jiang Muping stared at him wordlessly.

Lin Weijing stood still for a while, then suddenly sighed, and said frankly: "Actually, I remember many things, but I can't say that, my brother will feel uncomfortable."

How could it be so easy to forget the memory of death.

"Professor, my brother is very nice." Lin Weijing smiled, "He has endured a lot of hardships and is very good at loving people. He was not financially strong before, but now he is quite rich and good-looking."

Jiang Muping laughed: "What do you want to say."

Lin Weijing blinked and said bluntly: "I want to say that he is very suitable for marriage."

Jiang Mu said calmly: You really dare to say it.

Jiang Muping's cell phone on the table vibrated, the caller ID was Li Sizhi, he picked it up and connected.

"Hey?"

"Mu Ping, are you leaving get off work?"

Jiang Muping looked down at his wristwatch: "Yes, yes."

"It's raining outside, I didn't drive, didn't I go back to my aunt today, come and pick me up for a while."

"Where are you?"

"I'll send you the location."

Jiang Muping hung up the phone.

"Professor, I'm leaving first."

"Well, it's raining outside, so you didn't bring an umbrella."

Lin Weijing shook his head.

Jiang Muping pointed to the umbrella barrel at the door: "Hold my umbrella."

"Aren't you going to use it?"

"I do not need."

"Thank you, I will return it to you another day."

Jiang Muping followed Li Sizhi's location and came to a familiar street. When he looked back through the chat records, he found out that Li Sizhi's address was Chengyan's tattoo studio.

Jiang Muping found a parking space with great difficulty. The rain was pattering, and he walked into the studio against the fine rain.

"Hi, do you have an appointment?" The assistant came over and asked.

Jiang Muping wiped off the rain on his eyelashes and said, "No."

"Are you going to get a tattoo?" the assistant asked again.

"No, I'm looking for someone."

"Uh... who are you looking for?"

The studio has two floors. There are tattoo studios on the first and second floors, and there are tattoo artists working in the room.Jiang Muping glanced inside, and a familiar figure came out of the workshop on the first floor, and then walked into the bathroom next to it.

"I'll wait for someone." Jiang Muping turned his head and said to his assistant.

"Okay, then you sit on the sofa for a while."

Jiang Muping sat down on the sofa, and after a while, the person in the bathroom came out, his face was wet with water, the curly hair on his forehead was brushed up, and there were drops of water on his eyebrows.He walked to the floor-to-ceiling potted plant at the door of the workshop, shook his hands, and sprinkled the water on the green leaves.

Chengyan might have caught a glimpse of the figure here from the corner of his eye, turned his head suddenly, and glanced lightly.

In Jiang Muping's eyes, the state of diagenesis was a little anxious, and even his expression was mixed with a feeling of cramping.He was walking in a hurry just now, and he looked very busy, but he was still dressed so smartly, with a nice hairstyle and clothes.

Cheng Yan nodded at Jiang Muping, and the corners of his mouth curled up miserly, with a slight smile.

Lin Weijing said that Chengyan had suffered a lot, but Jiang Muping felt that Chengyan seemed to cherish the gift of life more than anyone around him.

He enjoys life and loves it freely.