Those women did have money, but all that money was bought with their own bodies. It's harder to spend a penny than to kill them!

These women like to exchange their bodies, Ma Zhonghua is in his 50s, dressed up in a flamboyant manner, and is probably the kind of person with a bad style. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used a tattoo on Sissy's back to exchange for prostitution.

Therefore, it is estimated that other night women also use the same means, using some of the body capital they value the least to come to Ma Zhonghua to say a few good words, and they can get tattoos without paying for it.

Ma Zhonghua is short of money, this is a sure fact!

"Master Ma, let's talk now!" As I spoke, I stuffed the bank card directly into Ma Zhonghua's hand.

Ma Zhonghua grinned at the corner of his mouth.

"Gotcha! Anyway, we don't have any people here now. You two sit down, I'll make you a pot of coffee! ”

This Ma Zhonghua is really foreign, and the spiritual uncle likes to drink hand-ground coffee!

Bai Jizhong and I sat down for a while, Ma Zhonghua brought us coffee, and with the blessing of our money, we could finally open our hearts and ask questions.

I asked Ma Zhonghua.

"Master Ma, do you know Ba Xiangsong?"

Ma Zhonghua nodded.

"He wanted to worship me as a teacher! Let me go! Until now, it has been many years. ”

I asked, "Ba Xiangsong wants to learn to draw with you, right?" ”

"That's right! That kid likes to draw, but I don't want to teach him. ”

"Why don't you want to teach him? The Ba family is so rich, is it because they want to have an international art competition that year? ”

Ma Zhonghua listened to me talk about the International Art Competition, and he squinted his eyes and looked at me carefully for a moment.

"Boy, you know a lot of things!"

I said, "I just want to know about Ba Xiangsong and all the entanglements between him and you!" ”

I'm straight and the money is in place.

Ma Zhonghua may have wanted to be a world-renowned art master back then, but now, he is an ordinary person corrupted by money.

Ma Zhonghua.

"It's 20 years younger! I didn't want to mention it again. But I think you're a smart guy, I'm going to sell you face today! ”

Ma Zhonghua Road.

"That's right! I used to paint oil paintings, and I won numerous awards and became famous!

At that time, I was best at painting landscapes, paintings, trees, and life, especially my paintings, which were like life, and because of this, I was a rising star in the international painting scene at that time.

Just like 21 years ago, there was an international oil painting competition, and if you can participate in the competition and get a place, you can enhance your reputation internationally.

I participated with confidence, and there were only two Chinese players at that time, one was me and the other was Ba Xiangsong.

Originally, I had full confidence in that competition, but Ba Xiangsong's father had the money, bought all the judges, and then found fault with me, saying that my paintings were plagiarized, and forced me to withdraw from the competition. ”

"So you're retired?" I sighed softly. "It's a shame!"

Ma Zhonghua squeezed his shoulders.

"Actually, there are no regrets! My ability is there, even if I don't get a place in an international competition, I don't have anything to lose. I can sell paintings to make money!

In that competition, Ba Xiangsong was the first place, but everyone who can draw and know how to paint knows that although Ba Xiangsong's art attainments are not low, compared to me, it is not my boasting, it is simply heaven and earth! ”

"And then?" I pressed on.

Ma Zhonghua took a sip of coffee with a very satisfied expression.

"Then, Ba Xiangsong came to me and said that he wanted to learn Western landscape oil painting from me as a teacher!"

"You rejected him?" I asked.

Ma Zhonghua shook his head.

"I didn't say no at first! When Ba Sang-song was a decade younger than me, he was just 21.

I think Ba Xiangsong still has a talent for painting, but he doesn't follow the teacher well, and his painting is a bit rigid. He didn't really walk in those landscapes, and the paintings were emotionless and too realistic. In fact, as long as you guide carefully, you will still have a great future in the future!

It's just that I just agreed to take Ba Xiangsong as a disciple. Over there, the Ba family gave me a big gift! ”

"What gift?" I became more and more curious.

Ma Zhonghua gritted his teeth, and his face became innocent.

Ba Xiangsong's father did not agree with his son studying art at all. He wanted Ba Sang-song to inherit his business.

It's that old guy who spent money to buy the organizer to let his son win the international award! But he secretly made small moves behind his back, he found someone to drive me into me, and my right hand tendon broke, and I can no longer hold a paintbrush......"

Ma Zhonghua's voice gradually became trembling.

"I'm a genius painter! But Ba Xiangsong's father, in order to let his son return to the enterprise, actually broke my hope in this life!

I hate him, I hate that old guy to die! ”

My gaze slowly fell on Ma Zhonghua's right hand. The sleeves of his floral shirt were rolled up, and I could clearly see that there was a shocking and long scar on Ma Zhonghua's right arm.

The scar looked like it was left by surgery. The surgery is performed with an incision on the arm, a steel nail is made, and the broken tendon is connected.

Although Ma Zhonghua recovered from his injuries in the future, he did not prevent him from eating with chopsticks in his right hand and doing some simple housework. However, as a painter, he can no longer hold a paintbrush and make subtle sketches accurately, and his right hand cannot do heavy physical work, because of the steel nails in his body, maybe there will be problems when passing through the security check when making an airplane.

Ma Zhonghua also sighed deeply and continued.

"I was originally thin, and I couldn't do anything in my life except painting.

I couldn't afford a paintbrush, so I had to work as a tattoo artist instead! Scold! In his 50s, a lot of age, no daughter-in-law, no children, no money, everything I have encountered now, I have to blame Ba Xiangsong, and I have to blame Ba Xiangsong's father! ”

"So that's why you refused to take Ba Xiangsong as an apprentice?" I also took a sip of coffee, bitter, like life!

Ma Zhonghua Road.

"I was abroad when I had the accident! Because of an accident, I couldn't pick up a paintbrush anymore, so I returned to China and returned to Qiushui City.

When my tattoo parlor first opened, Ba Xiangsong also came back from abroad to find me! He still wants to worship me as a teacher and ask me to teach him how to draw.

I scolded him at the time, I said that he was stone-hearted, just a scumbag, and had no talent for drawing at all! I told him that his surname Ba was a waste, that everything he painted in his life was a piece of waste paper, and that he would never understand real landscape painting!

I scolded very hard that day, and I hated Ba Xiangsong. It's just that he was in his early 20s at the time, and he didn't know that my accident was caused by his father.

Ba Xiangsong was hurt by my self-esteem and ran out of the tattoo parlor crying, and I haven't seen him since! ”