At seven o'clock in the morning, Xu Chuan, who woke up from bed, felt that he had fallen and was corroded by the capitalist sugar-coated shells, and was not awakened by the physiological clock for the first time.
"Maybe, it might be just because of the jet lag," he comforted himself and pulled his arm out of the snow's body, which was not pulled by the snow.
"You won't wake me up." When the confused woman got up from the bed, it was almost noon. "There are still arrangements today."
While typing on the computer, Xu Chuan pointed at the dining table, "Breakfast... Forget it, lunch is there. I will finish this part today, don't worry about me."
"Dear, we have an arrangement today." The snow, wearing only one shirt, tangled up, and was pushed away ruthlessly, 'Women will only affect my typing speed now.'
"I made an appointment with a stylist today. You won't plan to wear this outfit to attend the award ceremony." Sulla made arrangements the day before, and there were not a few days left before the award ceremony. If you don't prepare for him now, would you let him go to the Stamps Center in a T-shirt and jeans?
Xu Chuan looked at the clothes on his body and nodded, "I admit that you are right, but can't you push them back for two days? Just find a piece of clothing. I think the suit worn by Alan's bodyguard is pretty good."
"That won't work. You were my male companion that day."
He raised his head and looked at her in confusion, "Who promised you?", and went to the award ceremony to watch the performance and attend with her, these are two concepts.
Xuela smiled and didn't persuade him too much. With a few days left, she was confident that the man would agree, "Okay, let's get the look done first, and then talk about these things. Wait until I clean up, it's very soon."
Xu Chuan speeded up his typing. The script for the first episode was almost finished. He really didn't want to delay until tomorrow. However, the facts proved that he was thinking too much. This woman was so-called fast, and in the end it was almost afternoon.
Clicking to send, Xu Chuan stretched, looking at Xuela's clothes in the cloakroom, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
"Which one looks good?" The woman wearing only a small Necklace stood in front of him and asked, and she asked the same question at least ten times.
"Black." Xu Chuan pointed to one of them and quickly let her put it on and go out.
Their destination is near the intersection of Vene Street and Selma Street. There is a salon designed specifically for celebrities. Shera did not bring her assistant or bodyguard. The two of them were sitting in the broken car that Xu Chuan rented. The advantage is that paparazzi would never expect that the popular big stars would be in this car.
"Robert." Sulla, wearing a loose pullover and tight jeans, was greeting a very retro bearded man warmly.
Xu Chuan looked at the old man's chest muscles that were comparable to Albert, and it was really hard to understand that this guy was actually a stylist.
Isn’t this kind of work usually done by Teacher Tony? Xu Chuan really wants to tell him, “Brother, come here, Libiya needs talents like you.”
"Hey honey, this is your little boyfriend?", the bearded man looked at the only Asian man in the store.
This title made Xu Chuan not very happy, but seeing that he kissed a young man just now, I didn't care about it anymore. ZZ was incorrect.
"Hmm." The woman's expression of happiness was just right.
Xu Chuan rolled his eyes and said, forget it, too lazy to criticize her.
This salon is not big, it looks like it is taking the VIP route. Many of the people who come here to consume are celebrities. Although this bearded man looks like a mercenary than himself, he is really the leading stylist in Hollywood.
The end of the year and the beginning of the year is the Hollywood awards season. Robert almost made an appointment for the time. The store is full of stars who come to find him to design the image. "I will take you to the second floor, which is my private territory, and no one will disturb you."
"If it weren't for the fact that Robert and I had known each other for a long time, he wouldn't have taken time."
"Do I want to say thank you?" Xu Chuan said that this really doesn't need such trouble. Although he knows that in that formal occasion, if he dresses too casually, it is actually more eye-catching, but even if you want to cut your hair one by one, it's a bit exaggerated.
He could not bear to have someone standing behind him with sharp scissors on his head for so long, which made his muscles in his body look alert.
"You don't have to be so nervous." Xuela sat aside and looked at his tight muscles and his expression of staring at the mirror with concentration.
"Relax, this is not a battlefield, no one will hurt you." He said, holding his hand in his arms, trying to relax him.
"Tsk, isn't it the battlefield? Just look at the news. There have been four bank robberies in Los Angeles these two days, and at least six people died in gun battles." Xu Chuan complained, and the warmth from the palm of his hand really relaxed a lot.
As soon as he finished speaking, a crazy roar of car engines and countless sirens suddenly came from the street outside.
Immediately afterwards, a black SUV obviously lost control when it was shaking its tail, and directly smashed the window and entered the street-facing house. Several people on the second floor obviously felt a shaking, and various screams of exclamations and women's crying came from the first floor.
"Damn", Xu Chuan covered his forehead, "I shouldn't have gone out today." Apart from him, the other people were scared to death, and Xue La grabbed him in fear.
However, Xu Chuan was even more surprised that the bearded stylist was hiding in his young and handsome guy's arms and shivering. Well, it seems that he had misunderstood. 0 and 1 cannot judge people by their appearance.
I pulled off the cloth on my body, but fortunately my hair was almost done. I quickly pulled Xue to the corner against the wall, let her squat behind a sofa, took off the high heels from her feet, and comforted softly, "Stay here and don't move, there will be no problem."
Looking at Xue La's eyes shining with water, Xu Chuan raised the corners of his mouth and kissed him fiercely. He felt that the cells in his body were excited, and the muscles that had been tight before had completely relaxed. This was the environment he was most familiar with.
The Robert's boyfriend comforted the bearded man with a gentle look on his face. The beautiful scene made Xu Chuan really want to kill them.
A delicately decorated razor was hidden in his hand from the table next to him. Then fierce gunfire began to sound from the first floor. The familiar smell made him think that he had returned to the Middle East for a moment.
The gunshots were mixed with various styles of yelling and scolding, most of which were in Spanish. From the sound, there should be four to five people, but there were more and more police cars outside, completely blocking the route for the group of people to escape.
In fact, if these people had just used firepower to suppress the police, they could still escape and rob the car and leave. Now they can only hold hostages and confront the police. It is only a matter of time before they are caught or shot dead.
No matter what action, taking hostages is the most undesirable method. When you use it, it means you are at a loss, except for some special circumstances, such as those symbolic and ritualized actions.
And now this situation is definitely not within these areas, "Antonio, you two go up to the second floor and guard this child." A man downstairs shouted.
Chapter completed!