"..."

Zhang Qing was speechless, dumbfounded:

"What do you think of me? A treasure bag? You can sit in those pants all afternoon, rub them a lot, and pull them out. As for leather shoes... sprinkle some dust on them, and then go to bed yourself."

"Uh...okay."

Xu Xin thought about it and found that he seemed to have a pair of Dunhills at home.

Just put it on top after a while.

Then I put on my down jacket.

As soon as she put it on, the door was pushed open, and a staff member walked in with Yang Mi wearing a bun.

"Xu Xin...uh..."

When she saw the seemingly ordinary man in front of her, she was a little stunned.

This... the contrast is so huge.

When we met yesterday, he was still wearing famous brands and smelled like money.

As a result, I took a look today...

"Didn't you wash your hair?"

She was a little speechless.

But Xu Xin looked happy:

"You think so too?"

"...?"

Under the girl's astonishment, Xu Xin turned to Zhang Qing, who was smiling and gave a thumbs up:

"Sister Qing, Niu... Let me introduce you. This is Zhang Qing. Sister Qing, a good friend of Teacher Yu. Sister Qing, she is Yang Mi. We are all freshmen."

"Hello, classmate Yang."

Zhang Qing smiled and handed over his hand.

"Hello, Sister Qing."

"Well, Sister Qing, let me go back and get some clothes, and you put on makeup for her first. I'll tell you my requirements... First of all, she doesn't want bangs all the way around, it's too ugly."

"..."

"..."

Yang Mi's mouth twitched...

Zhang Qing was also speechless:

"This is the trend this year. I plan to pair the straight bangs with a small curly hair, similar to the plasma perm..."

"Popular means mediocre."

Xu Xin shook his head:

"She's not suitable for Xijuan either. This...Classmate Yang, don't move yet."

As he spoke, he walked to Yang Mi.

Yang Mi was very cooperative. After all, actors should obey the director's arrangements.

When Xu Xin came up, she directly covered her bangs and said at the same time:

"I want to score..."

"...Li Zhenxian's kind?"

"Who? Who's salty?"

"Li Zhenxian, do you want to straighten it?"

"No no no."

Under Yang Mi's speechless eyes, Xu Xin directly pulled her hair on both sides from the back to the front shoulders:

"Cut off the bangs, and then I want my hair to be wavy."

"...wool roll?"

"no!"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to understand, Xu Xin thought for a while and concluded following the thoughts in his mind:

"Scumbag, scumbag, do you understand? Scumbag makes big waves!"

"???"

"???"

Let alone Zhang Qing, Yang Mi was also confused.

Obviously, the two of them still don't understand the aesthetics in dreams.

"It's the kind of wavy curve, you know? You can see the wavy curve when your hair is disheveled..."

"...I'll use a perm iron to give you a look first."

Zhang Qing really doesn't understand this classmate Xu's aesthetics.

Shouldn’t the current aesthetic be fireworks perm or ion perm?

What big wave?

Still a scumbag...

Xu Xin nodded:

"Okay, come on, sit here and let Sister Qing do it for you."

"Well……"

Yang Mi opened her mouth.

She is actually quite resistant to others having her hair style changed.

Especially the bangs.

Which celebrity nowadays doesn’t have full bangs?

In the end, he had to do it for himself?

It’s not that she doesn’t have the consciousness to sacrifice for art, but the problem is... this is just a short film, so what?

But at this moment, she suddenly noticed...it seemed that the boy's popular slanted bangs were gone on his head...

"..."

He pursed his lips unconsciously.

At this time, Xu Xin suddenly said:

"trust me."

"..."

After hesitating for a second, she finally took a step and sat on the chair.

He didn't say much, just closed his eyes.

Then, every time she heard words like "No, no, it should be like this" ringing in her ears, she would unconsciously feel a little nervous.

Feeling the temperature coming from the perm iron, I became more and more uneasy.

Until I heard Zhang Qing’s words:
Chapter completed!