Supreme International Styling Room.

One of the best styling centers in the imperial capital.

From beauty and hairdressing to health care, everything is available for the body.

As long as it is formal, it will be everything.

And he has always heard of his exquisite skills and elegant style.

Therefore, among the vast majority of female compatriots in the imperial capital, they have a considerable reputation.

Of course, among some of the male compatriots who enjoy life, they also have a considerable reputation.

However, there were not many customers at the Imperial Capital International at this time.

The reason is nothing, the time is wrong.

Not only was it a working day, but it was also close to noon.

Customers go to work and eat when they should.

Basically no one would choose to come here at noon for physical therapy and relaxation services.

So, at this moment, the stylists were all sitting on the chairs with their mobile phones, passing the time bored.

The busiest time for their business is usually during the time after supper.

Now, for them, it is the best time to relax.

The manager is not surprised by this and is too lazy to talk to these guys who are slutty.

Everyone is a worker, and it is not easy for anyone. As long as it is not too much, it can be passed without affecting one's own interests.

Normal people, who is willing to cause trouble on purpose?

So, he was also very relaxed at this moment.

Watching the live broadcast of Class 9, netizens with Sha Teng all kinds of speculations and complaints.

To be honest, he likes this feeling very much.

There is no quarrel, no comparison, and some are just complaints and yearning for Teacher Ren Yan and Ren.

Sometimes he even thinks.

Everyone is in the imperial capital. Do you want to take some time to watch a live broadcast?

That must be very interesting.

But the biggest problem is that he doesn't know where Ren Yan is at this moment.

I came to the National Stadium before...

But now, the other party has been wandering around with the students for a long time, and he even took a taxi during this period. Who knows where he has already gone now.

"Oh~ I'm just a stylist, and I'm still in the imperial capital. How good is it for Teacher Ren to come to me~"

Bored, the manager casually posted a barrage.

Immediately afterwards, a bunch of sand withers responded to him:

"If it really comes to you, remember to take a photo!"

"I advise you to give up this idea. Class 9 is so irritating. When you arrive at your place, I think your shop is not safe..."

"Not guaranteed"

“…”

"Okay, okay, don't be sloppy!"

While netizens were complaining, a bold and yellow barrage suddenly appeared:

"Teacher Ren has already brought people to a styling room."

"What does the name seem to be called the Supreme Style?"

"Mom, and the name of the second one!"

"Hey, it's really hey, this is quite big~"

Netizens continued to say.

The manager just glanced at Dandan, didn't pay too much attention, and wanted to type another message casually.

But suddenly, he found something was wrong.

"Supreme shape..."

"My grass! Isn't this my?!"

"Teacher Ren is really here?!"

Just as he was thinking about this, he saw Ren Yan pushing open the door and walking in in the live broadcast room.

At the same time, a quite magnetic voice sounded behind me:

"Hello, can you make a styling here now?!"

......

Looking at the staff member who was trembling in front of him, Ren Yan was a little surprised.

Are all those who do styling these days a potential patient of Parkinson?!

Brother, you've been shaking like this, can that hand work well?!

Ren Yan complained in his heart.

However, with politeness, Ren Yan smiled and pointed at the other party's shaking hands:

"You, this..."

"Anyway, can it be?"

"If it doesn't work, I'll change the store..."

"Okay! Of course it's OK!" Manager Wenyan shouted out.

Then he saw Ren Yan's slightly pointed hand and he buckled his neck embarrassedly:

"That, Teacher Ren, don't get me wrong."

"I have no problem with that."

"It's just that I was excited to see you and the students in Class 9."

"I am your fan. I was watching your live broadcast just now. I didn't expect you to come to our store~"

"Oh, that's it~" Ren Yan nodded suddenly: "That's so destined."

As for the students in Class 9, they were not as calm as Ren Yan. After hearing the manager's words, they immediately surrounded him and started talking:

"Young, brother, are you really our fan?!"

"Damn! Fans, it's the first time I've seen you! Live!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, my brother has also met fans, but how great it is to say you are a woman~"

"Mad, you are not normal!"

"Wow, old Tie, we are all fans. Do you want to give us a 10% discount~"

....

The students in Class 9 said one by one.

It can be seen that they were very excited when they first saw their fans.

And those who are more excited than them are netizens.

"Fuck! This grandson has followed the truth!"

"@The first washing, cutting and blowing in the imperial capital, brother! Brother! I don't have many brothers, please ask for a Xia Yue signature. I will accept it for 3,000 yuan!"

"@The first wash, cut and blow, brother, I want the summer moon photo, I will give you 5,000!"

"Mad, can you be more normal? I want a teacher's autograph photo!"

"Damn! Do you still have the face to talk about him?"

“…”

The manager was completely unaware of all this, and his cell phone had already been in his pocket.

At the same time, he also fully understood the concerns of netizens at first.

Class 9 is really noisy...

How about giving you a 10% discount?

Why don’t you grab it?!

Even if I am your fan, I don’t kill you like this!
To be continued...