Chapter 35: Indra

I was very close to being crushed to death by that woman. She was not like ordinary people; she weighed more than two hundred pounds. Once she pressed down, she could crush me.

Fortunately, my sofa was not so firm. When Mrs. Lu pressed down on me, she broke the sofa.

As the sofa collapsed, I rolled to the side and avoided being crushed.

I sat on the ground and said to her, "Sister, I mean well, but don't press me. Not every man can bear your weight."

She sat up, pulled over an iron camp stool, sat on it, and cried, "I did not record the video I dreamed about, and I even became like this."

She suddenly stood up, looking at her fat body, and cried again and said, "Brother, you don’t know… A few days ago I wanted to find a job, so I went to the gym and continued to be a coach. As a result, the new members didn't look at me; only some old members listened to my training methods. But the old members would always go away eventually, and the remaining new members, if they continued not to look at me, then I ... I won't be a coach anymore within two years."

I thought this was the reason why she was so sad.

She once was a bodybuilding champion, certainly she had a lot of clients. She said her salary was not high, but that was for her. She probably earned thirty or forty thousand Yuan a month. If she couldn’t fix her figure, then she would lose her job.

A fitness instructor? To tell the truth, if I went to the gym to exercise, and I met such a coach trying to sell her class, I would directly say, "Go! Don't bother me to lose weight, fat girl.”

I patted her shoulder and comforted her: “Actually... Don’t worry. In our Yin and Yang Tattoos, there is a suitable tattoo for you.”

"I can lose weight?"

"I'm not sure if you can lose weight, but it will keep your figure," I said to her.

 Her eyes immediately lit up and she said: “Well, you help me tattoo that.”

"I’ll make it clear first. The cost of the tattoo is…“ I put out two fingers first, but thought, I could help a fat girl save her tens of thousands a month job, twenty thousand Yuan was too little. I put out another two fingers: forty thousand Yuan.

Forty thousand Yuan was the highest price I ever asked, and I asked for this price with a pain in my heart.

Unexpectedly, she directly responded: “OK.”

"OK, no objection." I nodded and said, "Well, get ready for the tattoo. Today, we will start the foundation of the tattoo. Pay first."

She took out her mobile phone without any words and wanted to give me the money. She opened Alipay, but suddenly asked: “In case it has no effect?”

"If there is no effect, you can come to me at any time, and I will pay back the original price to you, and you can also smash my signboard," I said to her.

Now, she became fat, but her brain was not swollen. She shook her head, glanced around my shop and said, "You and this shop… worth forty thousand Yuan?"

I thought and said: “Why not sign a contract? If we sign a contract, will you be more assured?”

"Sign it.” She replied firmly.

Well, in the tattoo business, ‘no money, no tattoo’. And it was my first time signing a contract before tattooing.

After I signed the contract with her, I began to tattoo.

Her weight was too much. Even though she wanted a tattoo, it was still really not easy. My couch couldn't bear her.

So, I could only let her undress, and draw tattoo while sitting.

To be honest, although she was fat now, her self-esteem was quite high. She went to the back room, and after a shower, when she went out, she covered her chest with her hands.

I took out a tattoo needle and said to her, "The tattoo we’re doing today is Indra.”

"What is Indra? It sounds very powerful. I am a girl, and that is a man's tattoo; is it ugly?” She said.

I said Indra was one of the twenty Buddhist gods. He liked music and dance and hated food. His body was also very slender. The most important thing was, she was not a real man; she was a woman who became a male emperor. It was a male tattoo but the pattern was very beautiful.

So, an Indra Yang Tattoo can make you reduce your food consumption. Think about it. If you don't eat too much, won’t you lose weight?

"Yes!" She patted her legs, and her fat jiggled.

I got her to sit tight, clawed the fat on her back, found a big flat place, and began to tattoo on top.

I told her: “You are fat now, so this tattoo can support the whole pattern, but if you lose weight the pattern will break up because your skin will contract a lot. You’ll have to find me to fill in the tattoo. Filling the tattoo will be free.”

"Brother, you are the conscience of this business," she threw me a kiss.

I almost got kissed down, such a heavy kiss, I couldn't afford to take it.

When I tattooed her, I didn’t work too fast. It wasn't that I didn't want to tattoo quickly, it was really because her back had too much meat on it. I used one hand to claw the meat, the other to ink.

Fortunately, she practiced sports, so her ability to endure pain was stronger. I tattooed slowly, but she did not feel very painful.

So, after I was done, I received her forty thousand Yuan, and let her go home first. In the morning we would do the rest of it.

After she went away, Feng Chunsheng patted me on the shoulder and said, "Brother, you earned forty thousand Yuan in one job."

"Well, it's hard to make money." I smiled at him.

Feng Chunsheng stared at me: “You give me one thousand Yuan, and I’ll go to other places to pull in people to come get Yin and Yang Tattoos. Do not say anything else... In Guangzhou, Hong Kong, Shanghai, many people believe in this. You rely on a small signboard, so how can you make a lot of money?”

"You're going to pull people to me?"

"Certainly, I am glib. I will definitely bring in customers," he said. "But, if I pull in a person, you have to give me a commission."

"How much?" I asked him.

Feng Chunsheng put up two fingers: “Twenty percent commission.”

I thought about it and said OK.

I gave him one thousand in cash and asked him to help me pull in people.

To tell the truth, I was not afraid that Feng Chunsheng cheated me out of one thousand Yuan. In these two days he had been helping me, he was very reliable. Even if he ran, this one thousand Yuan was also just enough for his salary.

When he left, I went straight home.

After a bath, lying on the bed, I watched two television shows. I was ready to go to sleep when my phone rang.

The call was from the fat girl, Mrs. Lu.

Her first words were, “Your tattoo is strange.”

"Strange?” I hesitated.

She said that after getting the tattoo, all the snacks were very insipid. Even dinner was tasteless, and she reluctantly ate just a little.

I smiled and said, "The tattoo took effect. It’s Indra. If you totally do not want to eat, well, you lose weight.”

"But, no matter what I eat, it won’t taste delicious?" She asked me sadly.

I smiled and said: "I first said that, we have to separate primary and secondary priorities; you have to understand this truth. You can’t have both good food and a thin body."

"That's OK, I will come to you tomorrow to color, otherwise I cannot lose weight," she said to me.

I said this was the case, and told her to remember to come to fill in the color of the tattoo tomorrow morning, then hung up the phone.

She wanted to lose weight through Yin and Yang Tattoos. This the Yin and Yang Tattoos could do, but I didn't think... The end of Mrs. Lu, unexpectedly will... Alas!

The next morning, I rode my electric bike out, and my cell phone rang.

New business.

"Hello, I was referred by Liu the Sixth, I want to talk to you." That WeChat ID was a woman's head, and the voice was also a woman’s.

The woman's voice was very soft, she could make one feel sleepy.

I returned a message and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

"I can't sleep," the woman said.

I said “Come to my tattoo room, I will see you.”

"OK." The woman answered quickly.

When I got to the tattoo shop, I just opened the shop door, and a woman in a white suit and black trousers ran into it.

She was very elegant, with a pair of gold glasses. Although she was very beautiful, she was not easy to close. I did not dare to speak to her.

She looked at me and said, "I have not slept well for a whole month."

“Insomnia? Have you seen the doctor?” I asked the woman.

The woman smiled and said, "I am a doctor, so I don't need to find one."

The instant she spoke, suddenly, in her throat, a voice uttered a shrill bark, "help."

Inside a woman's throat, a man cried out for help.

My spirit was a little tense. I looked at the woman, but she did not seem to have any questions.

Was that an auditory hallucination?

"Oh, oh, it turns out you are a doctor. No wonder you look very graceful." I gave the woman a thumbs up.

The woman handed me a card.

"Minnan University, associate professor of medicine, Li Muzi."

I looked at the card and smiled: “Yo, you are a professor, you really have temperament.”

"Let me give it to you straight." Li Muzi adjusted her glasses and said to me, "I can't sleep, I can't sleep every night. It's true many famous doctors are my friends, but they are not able to cure my illness, so I came to you. I hope you can help me get a good night's sleep."

"Do you believe me? We are not scientific." I looked at her.

She stood up, and suddenly, from inside her throat, a man's shrill voice barked again: “Help!”