Chapter 123 (1/2)
It turned out that Liang Yi went to Tokyo to negotiate with Chen zhuoran. When he passed Ginza, he saw a tattoo shop.
The advertisement of that shop attracted his attention. It was a girl with her back to the camera. Her hand was wrapped in long hair and deliberately exposed the whole back. The back was covered with tattoos, which was a big dragon with open teeth and claws.
So far, Liang Yi has never had a chance to look carefully at the dragon on Tao Zi's back. Of course, she is not sure that the dragon in the big advertisement photo is the one on Tao Zi's back.
But the girl in the advertisement photo has her head on her side, and her face is half covered. She can see long eyelashes, light moth eyebrows and light upturned lips.
Seeing these, Liang Yi immediately confirmed that the girl in the picture was Tao Zi!
He asked the driver to stop the car, went to the tattoo shop, stood in front of the advertisement, carefully looked at the girl with her back to him in the photo, and the more he looked at him, the more sure he was that this was Tao Zi, which must be right!
The door of the shop opened, and out came a sister in her thirties, with fresh short hair and dark yellow kimono, bowing 90 degrees to Liang Yi and asking him in Japanese, ”Sir, do you want a tattoo?”
When Liang Yi was young, he had to learn from Tao Zi. He was proficient in five languages: Britain, Japan, Germany, France and South Korea. Of course, he understood what the sister was talking about.
The words said by her sister moved Liang Yi's mind, turned back and looked carefully at the girl with her back to him in the advertisement. Then she bowed to her sister and said in fluent Japanese, ”can I go into the store?”
”Of course, very welcome.” the sister opened the store door for Liang Yi and made a gesture of invitation.
Liang Yi walked into the small shop, which was a little cramped, and was asked by the sister to sit on the tatami.
The elder sister was not idle either. She poured Liang Yi a cup of tea and put it in front of him: ”what club did you come from?”
”What club did I come from?” Liang Yi was stunned by this sentence. He knew that unlike China, black would be very rampant in Japan. Even the prime minister election was secretly controlled by those people.
In order to show their strength, most people like to tattoo some messy things on themselves. The club that the elder sister referred to was to ask him which way he came from, which probably positioned him as that kind of person.
Liang Yi smiled but didn't answer. Looking at the pictures hanging on the wall of the room, it was different from the ukiyo painting in Japan. It had the meaning of traditional fine brushwork in a big country.
Liang Yi also studied painting when he was a child. What he just learned is this kind of traditional meticulous painting with medium gauge and medium distance.
Although Liang Yi thinks his painting is not very good, he also has a certain appreciation ability.
Like the picture of worshipping the moon, it is clearly the traditional painting theme of a large country. It depicts Diao Chan worshipping the moon. I'm afraid ordinary Japanese don't even know who Diao Chan is, and don't understand why she goes to worship the moon.
Liang Yi asked in Chinese, ”take the liberty to ask, are you from a big country?”
The sister was adding water to the teapot. After hearing this, the hot water accidentally flowed out of the teapot.
”Why, are you from a big country?” my sister brightened her eyes excitedly and asked in Chinese.
”Yes.”
My sister giggled: ”I didn't expect that you were Japanese! I didn't expect you to wear so clean and orderly, and Japan speaks so fluently... You are a big country.”
”Why, in your eyes, men in big countries are sloppy?”
”No, no, no, men in big countries don't dress as well as here. Even suits and shoes rarely match so well and shine like you, sir.”
”You flatter me.”
Liang Yi has never been less praised since she was a child. She has long seen strange things, let alone happy.
He looked calmly at the picture of worshiping the moon. He saw that the Diao cicada in the picture seemed to have the same facial features as the girl he loved deeply. There was a faint soft, elegant and charming temperament of Tao Zi. Gradually, his eyes were addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves.
”Did you think I was from a big country when you saw this picture, sir?” my sister looked down his eyes and asked thoughtfully.
”HMM.” Liang Yixiang woke up with a start. He finally shifted his attention from the painting and looked at the sister: ”have you been to Dongyang?”
”How do you know?” my sister was surprised.
”You used to be a teacher at Dongyang Academy of fine arts?”
”Well, that's right. Have you... Seen me?”
”I've seen the girl in your picture,” Liang Yi said, pointing to the picture of worshipping the moon.
”Oh?” my sister was surprised.
Liang Yi smiled: ”I heard that girl tell her story. She once tattooed a dragon on her back for 10000 yuan.