After the failure of that tattoo washing, Qin Ziyang went to two more places and changed two shops, but the result was the same, each time it was painful at the beginning, and the work was terminated, which surprised the tattoo artist. Now that the Nine-Tails Spell Spirit has been destroyed by two-thirds, the bottom scorpion can no longer be seen, but Qin Ziyang has also been tortured enough, he hasn't eaten well in the past three days, and he still yells at Nisna at every turn.

Nisina felt inexplicable, picking up work at the tattoo parlor during the day, and always seeing Qin Ziyang slumped on the sofa sleeping when she came back at night, or she made a mess of the room. Today, she opened the door and saw Qin Ziyang lying on the ground again, with her feet on the sofa, couldn't stand it anymore and pulled her up.

"Let's go!" Nisna pulled her in one hand and her guitar in the other, and rudely pulled her towards the door. How could the scrawny Ziyang be her opponent, despite the fierce struggle, she was still dragged to the door after a few seconds.

"If you don't sing today, you can fuck me off, love wherever you go!"

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts! Iron nails iron nails! Qin Ziyang struggled, Nisna let go of her hand, she quickly ran to the edge of the table, grabbed the iron nails on the table, and then leaned against the coffee table that she had destroyed before and looked at Nisna.

"Really want to go?"

"You think I'm joking with you?" Nisna walked up to Ziyang with her guitar. "I don't think about tea and food, I don't want to be slack, what the hell do you think about in a day! If you don't do anything about it, I'll send you home. ”

Qin Ziyang held the coffee table with both hands, took a few breaths, and she picked up the side and poured a sip of cold tea.

"Sing and sing, you have to give me some time to dress up."

Qin Ziyang rubbed in the bathroom for two hours, Nisina sat on the sofa and watched the TV series, both episodes were finished, and Qin Ziyang didn't come out yet, seeing that it was about to be nine o'clock, and it should be anxious if he didn't come out of the bar again. She got up and walked towards the bathroom, pushed the door and saw that Qin Ziyang, who was wearing thick smoky makeup, was smoking against the bathroom, and Nisna snatched the cigarette from her mouth.

"Where did you get the cigarette?"

"I bought it this morning, you know, I used to smoke cigars, haha!" Qin Ziyang patted Nisna's shoulder and smiled.

"Are you done?"

"It's over." Qin Ziyang raised his head and smiled at her like a child, not forgetting to blink his eyes. At this time, if Qin Ziyang could dye his yellow hair, it would be no different from Avril's face, but Nisna always felt that there was something wrong.

"I have a request." Qin Ziyang stared at Nisina and said.

"If there's a fart, let it go!"

"Can you not go?"

Nisna didn't even want to answer, grabbed her neck with one hand, and pulled her out of the bathroom.

"Slow down, slow down, my makeup, my makeup!" Qin Ziyang howled as he pulled Nisna to the door, Nisina bent down to pick up the guitar and threw it to Qin Ziyang.

Half an hour later, the two had already arrived at the door of the bar, and the bar owner was not angry because of Qin Ziyang's tardiness, but gave Nisna enough face. The boss was in his forties, wore a plaid shirt, a jazz cap, and a thin mustache.

As Nisna requested, the bar didn't post an advertisement in advance, so today's customers were as dotted with people as ever. They were a little surprised when they saw Qin Ziyang on the stage, and in just a few minutes, everyone's eyes were on Qin Ziyang. Qin Ziyang didn't hesitate, she was like the madman in the bathroom just now, she sat in the center of the stage with her guitar in her arms, and opened her mouth to play "Zebra Zebra".

"Nana, I'll ask you something." The barkeeper called Nisna to the back of the bar and whispered into her ear. "What is the relationship between this Qin Ziyang and you?"

The owner of the bar, named Lope, was Nisna's client, and when he tattooed a carp on his left arm, he made a deep impression on Nisna, and later Nisina opened a livehouse and often asked Lopp about the choice of drinks, and the two quickly became acquainted.

"She's my cousin." Nisna replied simply.

"I can't see it, your family is deeply hidden, I really haven't heard you say it." The two touched the cups and turned their heads to look at Qin Ziyang, at this time she was singing "Old Street", she was wearing iron nails and playing very skillfully, and she couldn't find any trace of decadence and rustiness.

"You don't look alike, but your personalities are somewhat similar." Lopp continued.

"She doesn't look like anyone except Avril, and she is considered a foreigner wherever she goes."

"Alas, I'm curious, how did she start singing ballads, I've seen her on the Internet before, she's always covered rock songs or more imposing pop songs, and now she seems to be quiet."

Nisina really wanted to pour out all the scenes she saw when she got home every day, but after all, Ziyang was a family member, and the ugliness of her family should not be publicized, so she couldn't indulge to this extent, so she just smiled and tasted the wine while looking at Ziyang, who sang intently.

"Maybe she's changed, maybe she's been through something." She replied.

At about twelve o'clock, Qin Ziyang's performance ended, and when she took off her guitar and was about to leave, a boy in his twenties ran to the front of the stage, whispered to Qin Ziyang, and then handed Qin Ziyang a marker, Qin Ziyang did not hesitate, signed his name on his chest, and when he turned around, he revealed the name on the T-shirt, and immediately more people came up to sign. After about twenty minutes of busyness, Qin Ziyang and Nisna walked out of the bar.

Qin Ziyang held a bottle of cocktail and walked on the overpass with Nisna, she leaned on the railing and looked at the car passing by in a hurry, and let out a burst of laughter from time to time.

"Isn't that good, it feels like the moment you hold the guitar, it's life." For a long time, Nisena said.

"Life? Hey, when are you going to marry Marjo and have children, you already want a house and a car. ”

"Don't open any pot and mention which pot." Nisna smiled evilly at Qin Ziyang. "Let's talk about you, why didn't you achieve positive results with that fellow named Meng Zhongyuan before?"

"He's ...... I went abroad to study music in Rome and didn't plan to come back anytime soon. Qin Ziyang held the wine bottle to the passing cars, as if he was toasting to them.

"Why don't you go for it if someone as impulsive as you are?"

"Because of the 'ant nest'!" Speaking of the words "ant nest", Qin Ziyang spat viciously on the ground. "This place forced me to lose my home, I confessed, and I built another home, but they destroyed my other home, what do I owe them, why do they torture me so much." Qin Ziyang turned around and smashed the wine bottle in his hand on the ground. "One day, I'm going to make these ignorant people pay."

"I'll think the day will be over." Nisna's voice caused Ziyang's displeasure, and she glared at Nisna while she glanced under the overpass.

"What do you mean?" Qin Ziyang asked.

"What do I mean?" Nisina turned her head to stare at her, staring at her with a flurry of panic. "Revenge, revenge, revenge, how can there be so much hatred, your home has not been destroyed, your family is here, home is just a concept, someone has a home, I am not standing here in a good manner, you have a home here, nonsense?"

"It's not...... And I mean......"

"You'll have to put it down sooner or later." Nisna sighed. "I've played with you since I was a child, I don't know your mind, you look very cheerful and atmospheric, in fact, you are more heartfelt than anyone else, you can't let go of your previous life, then don't let go, memory is hard to let go, I hope you can find another spiritual realm to replace them, just like the moment you pick up the guitar, forget about the embarrassing life these days, you have to have the courage to pick up the guitar, instead of being decadent at home all day."

Qin Ziyang put aside Nisina's gaze and looked at the road below, even at midnight, there were still many vehicles passing by. Qin Ziyang looked up at the night sky, there were no stars in the sky of Qingcheng, and this grassland pearl had faded from its natural brilliance. Qin Ziyang has preached the protection of nature and the protection of the environment countless times, but the world is still going at the pace it should go, Qin Ziyang can't stop the heart of profit by relying on one person, there are still factories with billowing smoke, there are still hunters showing off their achievements in micro BO, and there are still ignorant island people marching towards the ignorant slaughter. Sometimes Qin Ziyang only feels cold in her heart, feeling that the world has nothing left for her, just like Ni Ziqiong, no matter how hard she tries to maintain her image and how hard she tries to defend her dreams, but in front of netizens, it is still that jealousy that obliterates all her efforts. To be honest, Qin Ziyang didn't want to go on like this, if the responsibility on her shoulders was going to crush her eventually, then she would rather choose to give up.

"There was a time when I was making porcelain in Jingdezhen, and I took over a job of making a teapot, which was a hundred teapots for a certain company as a gift. After the winter, the further stove bakes my mouth dry, and the air freezes my feet when I take a step back, and sometimes I am tired, and when I walk out of the house, I can't think of what to eat, and I always feel that everything I eat is a waste, and I can't eat anything. I remember a time when I only ate two meals in three days, and I was skinny and skinny, and I could feel when I touched my stomach. At that time, I complained about the world, why do we have to live in this world, and we are living in secret? At that time, I would be enthusiastic when I looked at the tattoo lens in the blockbuster, and I thought it would be nice if this was the tattoo I designed, but as soon as I picked up the tattoo machine, I felt sick in my heart, it was not the picture I liked, it was not what I wanted. But then I found out that people always need to learn to survive in the cracks, cry and laugh every day, and life will always pass. It may be easy to be a teacher to preach, but it is really difficult to do, we may not be the old scalpers who are willing to bury their heads in hard work, but we are likely to become eagles and learn to complete the transformation on the high mountain. ”

After listening to Nisna's words, Qin Ziyang sneered, she looked at her front with her head tilted, her fingers in her hair.

"So what do I do next?"

"Dye your hair, and after that, do whatever you want."

"Hmph, the whole world understands me." Qin Ziyang snorted.