The boy from the Civil Engineering Department raised his hand again, "Teacher Tony, can we still hang the keys on the waist of the trousers?"

"Yes. This is the best way to break into the working class."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"How to get down-to-earth at the construction site? Carrying a bag makes you look masculine, and it's very convenient to hang your waist."

Everyone nodded one after another.

"But when you go to see your girlfriend and go to the interview, please put it away and don't slap it."

Civil engineering students, hurry up and take notes.

"Cibu students can go to interview, and they can have round-neck T-shirts, jeans, sneakers, or solid-color shirts, trousers, and leather shoes. It depends on the position and company culture you interview. Just dress cleanly and not fancy. The common point is a spiritual short hair."

"After working, you can clean up when you go on dates or attend important events. It is also a surprise that the worker uncle suddenly becomes a fashionable handsome guy."

"Refer to the one who plays with the water gun, he is handsome when he gets the little golden man. Just slap it casually and you can be handsome at any time. That's your ability."

There was a burst of laughter and applause in the classroom.

"Girls will dress up before dates, and boys can also dress up. This is also a way to respect each other. Fashionable and low-key outfits are suitable for all boys' daily wear." Qin Kong pointed to the two pictures above.

"Yes." The students nodded one after another.

"As long as you have a good facial features, learn to dress, find the right hairstyle, refreshing and clean, it is very easy to become a handsome guy!"

A burst of applause.

"It seems that there are also students who are majoring in design here." Qin Kong glanced at him.

The students in the design department were shocked and thought that Teacher Tony had forgotten them!

"I have nothing to say about you guys."

The students withered.

"It's obviously the most personalized industry, but in the end I didn't see the difference between you and programmers. They were all gray clothes and computer bags, their heads getting balder, and the ashtray became fuller and fuller."

Amid laughter, the students in the design department lowered their heads and were hit by Teacher Tony before they left society!

"In the past, designers were very noble and respected. But in this era of national PS, how can designers highlight their uniqueness?"

The students in the design department all raised their heads and looked at him with longing eyes.

"Of course, it's Photoshop." Qin Kong was serious.

"Hahahaha..." The classroom laughed, a crunching sound.

The assistant teacher stood by the podium and thought about asking the repairman to repair the tables and chairs after the class was over.

"A classmate from the design department started by traveling materials in the printing shop. After finally becoming a designer, you think you are the most powerful brain in the company and are ready to give guidance. The leader wants you to submit the manuscript at 3 a.m., and the customer needs colorful black."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"You can tolerate the delivery at 3 a.m. and the colorful black ones. The most unbearable customer has to accompany you to work overtime. I think it can be a little deeper here... Xiao Li, the LOGO is a little bigger..."

The students in the design department couldn't laugh anymore, and the students in the other departments were laughing so happily.

"Just like a customer told the barber: I want a hairstyle like Wu Moufan. Do you have his face? Do you want his head?"

"Hahaha..." The design classmate also burst into tears.

"Whenever I want to throw the scissors to him, come and cut them yourself." Suddenly, Qin Kong said again: "Oh, scissors are so expensive, you can't throw them away."

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom, and the students from the design department put their hands together and shouted: "Oh! Teacher Tony!"

"Often we usually keep a decent smile on our faces and gently persuade us."

"Hahaha..." The students in the design department laughed so sadly.

"The customer is fine, after all, the one who gives the money is the old man. The most fear is that your aunt will send you a photo to P. You take the time to P.S. She said she is not as good as P.S. herself!"

"Hahaha……"

"In addition to being afraid that junior high school classmates who have not been in contact for ten years, you are also afraid that junior high school classmates will send you wedding photos taken from the fields and ask you to have a background at the end of the world, and you will also have to put them in the waves!"

"Hahaha..." The students laughed so hard that they wiped their tears.

"I'm even more afraid that elementary school classmates will open a hotel, so I'll let you design a logo and menu at will!"

"You squirted money to him, and he said you were just moving your fingers to make your design look down on you!"

"Ahhhhh! Teacher Tony!" A classmate suddenly ran onto the stage, hugged him, and burst into tears. "Since I studied this major, wuwu... they also called it a test of my skills and training me... It was not very good to say the last sentence..."

Qin Kong patted his back. The classmate cried and laughed, and returned to his seat excitedly.

"Three or five years later, you will be bald at the request of Party A's father and relatives and friends!"

"Hahaha..." The students in the design department laughed so hard that they burst into tears. It was so sad!

"Many people say that design is an industry with no cost, so why do we learn it? Do you know how much information I have read for today's class? How many notes have I taken? How many times have I practiced in front of the mirror?"

The audience applauded and the students in the design department were crying.

"I cut my hair ten thousand, and there are thousands of head molds in the warehouse! I read the show and flipped through magazines and learned art. What determines the height of my work is not PS or scissors, but inspiration." Qin Kong stretched out his finger and pointed his head.

The students showed respect.

"So, when facing unreasonable requests, boldly refuse." Qin Kong's eyes swept over and settled at the end of the first row, "Look at that, my master, I won't cut my hair for free."

Xie Yun stood up and slid his bangs handsomely, "I can't cut it, so I was forced to learn to cut my hair."

Everyone laughed again.

"Teacher Tony, do you cut your hair yourself?"

"Um."

"Don't you barbers cut each other? How do you cut yourself?"

"Only, take off the head, cut it and put it on."

"Hahahaha..." The classroom was so laughing that it was about to explode.

The assistant teacher kept laughing and must contact the maintenance master as soon as possible, otherwise an accident might occur in the next class.

After they finished laughing, Qin Kong continued: "The barber often encounters aunts and aunts who are seven or eight to cut their hair. Oh, I'll let you cut them anyway anyway. Then do you dare to cut them casually? He doesn't laugh at you in front of relatives? After studying for several years, he can't cut a single head well!"

"So, I spent money, hard work and time, and of course I had to charge money! Money is the source of inspiration! Don't be embarrassed!"

The students burst into applause again.
Chapter completed!