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005 Good Young Zhang Si(1/2)

After using his fingers to measure Fang Xian's wide eyebrows, eyes, face, chin, shoulders and other things, he held his chin and pondered for half a minute, and then asked in Beijing accent—

"Brother, the structure and body proportions of your face are good, but they don't look effective."

Fang Xianjiu said, "Don't bring such a swearing person."

"No, no, you completely misunderstood." Teacher Shao stared at Fang Xian through the mirror, "Your natural mold is very good. I'm just saying that you don't like to dress up."

"Why do I love dressing up and keeping you?"

“…and right.”

Teacher Shao asked Fang Xian to do ion scalding, but failed.

Fang Xian tried to get yellow hair, but failed.

It is necessary to burn tin foil, but it is not possible.

...

Before Teacher Shao went crazy, Fang Xian reluctantly agreed to three projects.

Eyebrow trimming – free.

Remove acne and blackheads - 50 yuan.

Shaving - Free.

The process of persuading Fang Xian is very long. Logically speaking, people who come to find stylists usually have a lot of money, and the styling center points to making money by perming and dyeing. However, Fang Xian doesn't get into oil and salt, and it seems that he is really styling purely for the sake of styling.

Teacher Shao was helpless. It was a fate to have any customer. It was okay in the early morning anyway. He was also very curious about what it would be like to keep Fang Xian clean, so he sorted it out for him wholeheartedly.

Fang Xian was also sleepy, so he leaned on the chair and fell asleep. Whatever he woke up was left to fate.

...

About an hour later, he was woken up by Teacher Shao.

"How is it? Look." Teacher Shao's voice was full of anticipation, as if he was rushing to see the Vietnamese bride he just bought.

Fang Xian yawned and rubbed his eyes, stared at the mirror for half a minute.

The messy hair becomes flowing, and the rough face becomes gorgeous.

This change is difficult to describe. For the specific comparison, please refer to the difference between Captain Jack and the young face Will in "Pirates of the Caribbean"; or refer to the difference between Yang Guo around 16 years in Louis Koo's version of "The Return of the Condor Heroes".

Teacher Shao was intoxicated by Fang Xian's surprise. Although he didn't squeeze much money from this kid, Fang Xian's expression was undoubtedly the greatest affirmation of his skills.

"Brother, there are few people in the morning. I have nothing to do anyway. So I'll just accompany you to the shopping mall next to pick out clothes."

So, Fang Xian, who had already admired Teacher Shao's skills, was dragged to the shopping center again.

Teacher Shao gave Fang Xian two directions, Kuya and Movement. Fang Xian thought about it for a while, Kuya would be Kuya - he actually wanted to understand what Kuya means.

The facts prove that this word is a bit mysterious, just a plain casual formal outfit.

After learning that Fang Xian's glasses were 50° on one side and 80° on the other side, Teacher Shao threw this pair of ugly glasses into the trash can without hesitation.

"This kind of thing is to cover up the flaws, for example, I have to wear a hat."

At around ten o'clock, everything was done from head to toe.

The specific changes can be summarized into five words - "**Silk Transformation Record"

After leaving the shopping center, the two are about to part, and the brief reunion makes people feel reluctant to part.

"Brother, how about it? Is this money worth it?" Teacher Shao lit a cigarette and whispered at the girl who had just walked over, "I'm looking at you just now, and the rate of turning back soared!"

"I'll suck too." Fang Xian stretched out his hand.

"...I'm a three-dollar red plum."

"I'll draw the two-dollar front door."

After Teacher Shao handed the cigarette worth 15 cents to Fang Xian with heartache, he turned his face and asked, "Are you going to have an interview when you dress like this?"

"No, I'm on vacation."

"Oh, that's to go out to play, dress up and take photos, and go out with your girlfriend?"

"No, go out by yourself."

“Where to go?”

"There." Fang Xian pointed to the tall building next to the hair salon center.

Teacher Shao was stunned: "Why are you going there?"

"Vacation. I said, what kind of memory is you?"

“…and your girlfriend?”

"I don't have a girlfriend, I said, will you chat like that?"

“…”

After a cigarette, Teacher Shao gave Fang Xian a business card and told him that the waiter had secretly taken photos of Fang Xian before doing the styling, and his front and back comparison photos might be used in the brochure of the styling center.

Fang Xian also said that if he dares to use it, he will dare to go to court to sue.

After saying goodbye to Teacher Shao, Fang Xian finally walked into the place he longed for for a long time—

DoubleTree International Hotel.

Maybe some people think that this yearning is simply too boring.

I can only say that that person has never lived in a "pigeon cage".

No one yearns for a wide and comfortable environment like idleness.

Needless to say, the luxury of the hotel and the elegance of the customers, Fang Xian used to be embarrassed to come in to borrow the toilet in a vest and shorts. Fortunately, today's change of appearance and confidence has increased.

When checking in, the front desk lady took a look at Fang Xian more. Most of them had good eyesight and could easily see what the guests came.

This seriousness reveals casual outfits, and this leisurely look mixed with wise eyes. The front desk lady defines Fang Xian as a young and promising little boss or rich second-generation type.

Obviously she was so tragic that she was just a good young man with a fortune of 100 million yuan.

In fact, the front desk lady still had the opportunity to see through Fang Xian’s disguise, because after she reported the business suite fee of 2,200 yuan per day, Fang Xian’s face twitched.

In addition to spending public funds, people who are willing to spend so much money are either too rich or crazy.

"I'm so crazy." Fang Xian walked into the suite and threw his outfit into the cabinet, then looked around--

For the poor pigeon cage residents, the White House is just that. Every furniture here emphasizes two words: one is "big" and the other is "elegant". When you want to drink water, you will see a coffee machine next to the cup, and when you are hungry, you will find potato chips in the cabinet. It can be said that smoking a cigarette is quite pleasant in any corner of the place.

The greedy Fang Xian chose the most comfortable place to light a cigarette - in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

While several white-collar and blue-collar black-collar workers were running for a long time, Fang Xian was standing in the perspective of God and sucking Marlboro.

"The sense of superiority I bought with money has become poor again after a week."

Fang Xian enjoyed the width and comfort of the suite. He turned off his cell phone and arrogantly took out a bottle of Carlsberg from the freezer, lay in the jacuzzi in the bathroom, and slowly drank it while watching TV.

After that, he slept the most enjoyable sleep in several years. There was no crowding and oppression, no odor of miscellaneous cigarettes, nor the moans of the young man next door, which was simply wonderful.

It was dark as soon as I woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was almost 12 o'clock in the evening. The 13-hour sleep made Fang Xian feel comfortable and full of energy.

The good show can finally begin.

Fang Xian pulled out his laptop, connected the magic hard drive to it with an adapter, and double-clicked "pal.exe" for the nth time to enter the game.

Time and space reversed, and he came to Yuhang Town again in the Legend of Sword and Fairy.

The time in the game passed very strangely. In short, while Fang Xian was still in a daze, our brother Xiaoyao ran over panting.

Just like last time, this guy went to Uncle Shuisheng again.

"Uncle Shuisheng..." Li Xiaoyao held his knee and gasped, "I beg you, you must take me to Xianling Island in the north."

Uncle Shui Sheng touched his beard and asked, "Oh? Why are you so anxious to go there?"

"Auntie suddenly became ill, so I went to find a fairy to ask for medicine..." Li Xiaoyao pulled Uncle Shuisheng and was about to get on the boat.

"Xiaoyao, it's not that my uncle doesn't help, but the storm has been too big recently. Even if I have been in the river for decades, I don't dare to go out of the boat. I have a wife and children at home. Let me go." Uncle Shuisheng froze in place and refused to move no matter what.

Li Xiaoyao begged several times, but Uncle Shui Sheng still refused, so he turned his head and looked at Zhang Si.

"Little kid, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Fang Xian smiled while playing with the fishing net, "It's time for you to beg me?"

Li Xiaoyao gritted his teeth. Although he just discovered that Zhang Si’s sexual orientation was somewhat problematic, his aunt’s life was important after all, so what was the point of making some sacrifices himself?

"Brother Zhang!" Li Xiaoyao ran to Fang Xian in tears, "Auntie is like my own mother to me, please..."

Fang Xian had already planned his lines, waved his arms, swung his long hair, and glared at the tiger's eyes.

"Of course, I, Zhang Si, have been taken care of by Aunt Li for many years. How can I sit still and ignore it at this time!"

Seeing Zhang Siying's pleasure, Li Xiaoyao hurriedly pulled him to the boat: "It's better for the Fourth Brother! Let's go!"

"Why are we?" Fang Xian tucked his nose.

"Ah? Didn't you promise to take me there?" Brother Xiaoyao was shocked.
To be continued...
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