untamed

Chapter 159
For the first two days, Wen Ye was in the state of observing and learning theoretical knowledge, and on the third day, he started to learn.

Facing a piece of pigskin that was very similar to human skin, Onno looked peaceful, with steady and quiet hands, and methodically traced lines against the drawing.

"Tattooing is mainly divided into two steps, secant line and fogging, but before these two steps, there is a more important step, which is composition." Wu Shuyi guided the e-cigarette very casually.

"The depth, thickness, and layout of the secant line will all affect the overall appearance of the tattoo. And this step is very critical. If you want a good work, the tattoo artist needs to pay special attention to strength and technique..." Wu Shuyi stopped suddenly, "Forget it , why tell you these things, you are not a tattoo artist."

"You just need to know that you need to fog after cutting the line, that is, coloring, and the care before and after the tattoo is enough."

The "picture" in Wen Ye's hand has been constructed, Wu Shuyi walked over to take a look, and seemed quite surprised by the girl's learning ability.

He took a drag on his cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "Okay, you can try to cut the thread."

Wen Ye studied basic graphics, gradually adding lines from the initial three-four-five-six-heptagon, because the time arrangement is reasonable and the learning ability is strong, so even though he observed two days out of seven days, the next five days are also difficult. A lot of pigskin and simulated human skin materials were scrapped.

She firmly proves what "value for money" is with her academic thinking.

After finishing his studies, Wen Ye's first work was on Wu Shuyi's finger, with only one line.

Wen Ye also asked him curiously, "What do these lines mean?"

Many lines were drawn on Wu Shuyi's left and right ring fingers, and Wen Ye's latest one is at the bottom of Wu Shuyi's left ring finger.

Wu Shuyi glanced at her angrily, and said in a bad tone, "Each thread represents one of my apprentices. Do you know that you are the one with the worst skills!"

It seemed that Onno's poor technique was an embarrassment to him.

Wen Ye wanted to refute, it's not because your tuition is too expensive.

Otherwise, she must be able to learn well.

Wen Ye left, and even hurried back home in a rare spirit.

In the store, Wu Shuyi was sitting behind the counter smoking a cigarette. He glanced at the newly added black lines on his fingers and sneered.

How is it possible that every apprentice is eligible to leave works on the master.

The ones who can stay are naturally those with outstanding talents, or else, those with higher skills after leaving the teacher.

Wen Ye took the shortest time to study, but Wu Shuyi could think that if he was willing to halve the tuition again, this girl might really be able to learn all his skills.

At this time Wen Ye returned home and hurried to the study.

In the bottom cabinet under the bookcase, a series of tattoo tools have long been prepared.

Wen Ye took out the last piece of pigskin from the refrigerator, lowered his head, and began to carve seriously.

These days, when she can't sleep at night, she is always obsessed with this project, and she can't wait to try it out for herself.

Two messages entered the mobile phone, Wen Ye clicked on it, it was from Wu Shuyi.

"Newbies should not tattoo themselves on the joints, collarbone, and places where the skin is tender. It is easy to get injured and it will be more painful. If necessary, come to the store, have a local anesthesia, and have the tattoo done by a professional tattoo artist."

"For the sake of your half-disciple, I'll give you a [-]% discount."

After Wen Ye replied, he stared quietly at the string of words "joints, collarbone, and tender skin", and stopped for a while.

The night passed quietly, and as the small humming mechanical sound stopped, Onno wiped the sweat from his forehead.She looked at the bright and beautiful butterfly on the imitation skin that was about to fly, and slightly bent her lips.

She practiced this butterfly fifteen times in total, failed eight times and succeeded seven times.

Wen Ye took a bath, lay down on the bed full, and fell into a sound sleep in a very short time, which was rare.

The door was pushed open without a sound, and a black shadow came in.

Borrowing the moonlight, Hei Ying glanced suspiciously at an extra small machine on the bedside table, but quickly put it behind him.The black shadow moved gently, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person, so he only occupied a little bit of the bedside, sleeping on his side, and fell asleep with the corners of his lips hooked.

Wen Ye feels light, but sleeps very deeply tonight.

The sky was twilight, and the dark shadow beside the bed reluctantly touched Wen Ye, who was still awake, with his lips, and said in a breathless voice, "Good morning, baby."

Shen Jiu still needs to go back today to make a mission report.

Then there will be a short vacation that is hard to squeeze out.

After waking up, Wen Ye went to school as usual. She is now at school for half a day and in the laboratory for half a day, and she is working very hard.

It took only seven days to learn tattooing before, but it took a full month of piecemeal time to get it together.

When I came back at night, it was already 10:30.

Wen Ye took a shower tired, wrapped in a layer of thick cotton pajamas, and went to the living room with tools and a soft-light makeup mirror.

Tools such as alcohol, cotton swabs, gauze, water, clean towels, and a set of paints are placed on the table in the living room.

She turned on the light on the mirror, knelt down on the carpet, and unbuttoned her pajamas.

In fact, many tattoo artists will also carve on their own bodies in order to prove their skills or to commemorate their achievements at different stages.

However, for places that are inconvenient or difficult, such as the back and collarbone, most of them require apprentices to tattoo.

Onno did not intend to paint himself from head to toe.

She did this just to... relieve her emotions.

You need to relax when you get a tattoo, and Wen Ye's hands are steady and steady, looking calm and quiet.

She relaxes her left shoulder, picks up the tattoo machine with her right hand, and slowly and steadily removes the simple lines drawn.

Beads of blood came out, bringing a tingling pain.

There was sweat on Wen Ye's forehead, but he didn't dare to stop his hands.

The little butterflies were black, and as the buzzing progressed, they appeared bit by bit on the white and pink shoulders.

The clock passed two o'clock quietly, and Wen Ye managed to deal with the wound with some energy and strength, but left a mess on the table.

The blood-stained gauze was casually thrown on the table, and the pink water was gently swaying in the small basin.

Wen Ye's knees and feet were numb. She struggled a few times but couldn't get up, but she was already exhausted due to the high concentration for several hours, so she simply leaned back, half leaned on the sofa, and closed her eyes to rest.

The night is light and transparent, the lights are soft, and the beauty is picturesque.

A drop of fragrant sweat still hangs on the forehead, eyebrows are slightly drawn, lips are slightly parted, and a butterfly spreads its wings on the exposed white and tender shoulders.

She is beautiful, but looks weak and haggard.

Shen Jiu's heart trembled, he glanced at the things on the table, and fixed his eyes on the butterfly.

He knelt down on one knee beside Wen Ye who was asleep, his hands flustered and gently embraced her, his lips and teeth were filled with astringency, "Aye...Aye...wake up..."

　The tattoo knowledge comes from the Internet. The little butterfly is very beautiful, sexy and charming. You can search [butterfly tattoo] on Baidu. The tattoo is not on the collarbone, but at the junction of the shoulder and the collarbone, with a throw down from the shoulder.

　　
　
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