I’m A Baller

　　 sends out a (secretly observe.JPG), this is the password of Wang Yan and Miss Liu Li.

　　 Wang Yan has a lot of free time, but Liu Li is really busy. Sometimes she chats with her at 10 o'clock in the evening, and the young lady is still in the exercise hall.

　　 It’s not that late today. Miss sister quickly replied: "Miss me, Wang Wang? I just finished washing."

　　 Wang Yan pouted: Hmph, just explain it specifically, don’t you just want to suggest to me that you have time now and are drifting?

　　 You think carefully, I have seen it through!

　　 So, Le Diandian immediately sent a video invitation.

After 　　 was connected, a small head with a prickly head and plaster on his face appeared on the screen.

　　 "Ah! My eyes!"

　　 Wang Yan let out an exaggerated miserable cry.

　　 "Thick!"

　　 30,000 did not dare to laugh out loud, let out a silly muffled laughter, and his big eyes were full of 24 million soft light.

The background in the video was a white wall and a small floral quilt. Wang Yan knew that it was their dormitory, so he teased her: "I don’t want to look at you anymore. Turn your phone and let me see your dormitory. Who wears it? If there are few, you will feature them."

　　 Liu Li's eyes condensed, and a burst of evil spirit spread.

　　 0.5 seconds later, she suddenly turned her head and shouted at the sisters: "Wow Wang said I want to see you change clothes!"

　　 Wang Yan's triumphant smile suddenly solidified on his face.

I go!

　　Is there a boyfriend like you? !

　　 didn't wait to figure out how to deal with it, and heard Na Wu screaming next to him: "What's the point of watching through the screen? You let him come over now, you can watch it whatever you want, and there are other benefits!"

　　 Welfare? !

What will it be?

　　 Wang Yan was thinking about wrongs, and heard another sneer.

　　 "Come on! Let him come hurry up! If you don't kick that **** dog out of sparks, my mother won't be named Lu!"

　　 The girls laughed and laughed, but Wang Yan was embarrassed.

　　 shrank his neck and threatened Liu Li viciously: "Little Thirty Thousand, you cheat brother! You wait!"

　　 Liu Li laughed out of breath, and poked his lips to the camera and kissed him.

　　 "Mua~~ Stupid, take a good night's sleep!"

　　 After the black screen, Wang Yan's mind still reverberated with the laughter of the little sister's silver bells.

　　啧, how is it so cute!

　　 I really want to...

　　 Recently, through the chats on WeChat Tiannanhaibei, the young lady has become more and more open. The inner substance of fresh spirituality blooms like a flower, super charming.

　　 Before Wang Yan can still do it, I just finished modifying the attributes today, it seems that I have...

　　 just can't sleep.

　　 Ma Dan, 79's physique, is it so discordant?

　　 tumbling till late, then fell asleep in a daze.

　　……

　　 It was difficult to get up in the morning. When Wang Yan looked in the mirror while washing his face, he suddenly couldn't help being a nympho.

I! How, so, so good-looking!

　　 "Why don't you wash your face and brush your teeth and go out for a haircut, screaming in the mirror?"

　　Wang Xiufang was quite dissatisfied with his son's behavior of dominating the bathroom and not doing business, so he scolded.

　　 Wang Yan shrank his neck and washed his face and hair in a desperate manner.

　　 Today is August 8th, the day when Wang's family holds a college entrance banquet.

　　 Actually, the current college entrance banquet has little to do with the children themselves. It is mainly the relationship between the parents.

　　 But as the protagonist in name, Wang Yan should clean up or have to clean up. Cleanliness is the basic requirement. It is best to be as handsome as possible, so that the aunts and aunts are overwhelmed, so that they are called long faces for parents.

　　 Just for what to wear today, Wang Yan exhausted tens of thousands of brain cells.

　　 Hermes must not be worn, and the previous stalls were not good enough, so I actually had to buy an affordable and decent dress.

　　 After that, there is a question of hairstyle.

　　Before, because he wanted to cover his eyebrows, Wang Yan hadn't cut his hair. Now that the bangs cover his eyes, the thief in the summer is uncomfortable.

　　 I finally finished my small loan, and now I just changed to a new look.

　　 Both things must be done before the noon banquet.

　　Wang Yan was about to go out after breakfast, his mother Wang Xiufang stopped him: "Why are you in a hurry? Give you money! Go and buy two clothes, you can't deal with it like that when you get to university..."

　　 It was a good chat, but it made Wang Yan's heart warm.

　　 Of course, you can’t ask for money, and the family is not rich.

　　 "Mom, I have money, enough to buy clothes."

　　 "Where did you get the money? Haven't the money given as gifts been spent yet?"

　　 "Nothing...I'm leaving!"

　　 Wang Yan made a vague voice, and he kicked it.

　　 It’s really impossible to explain money now, just wait until college, not under the eyes of your parents, and you are not afraid of being exposed.

　　 went out to take a taxi straight to the mall, racking his brains to pick out a cotton T-shirt and a pair of comfortable cropped pants.

　　 add 350 yuan for the two, the brand is unknown, but the quality is quite good.

　　 There is a Lisa boutique hairdressing flagship downstairs in the mall, the name is 屌屌达, the door face and decoration are also good.

　　 As soon as Wang Yan entered the door, he saw the introduction of a hair stylist on the wall. The title of the top one was art director. He was too lazy to listen to the marketing babble, and pointed directly at the Hanisen: "Haircut, that’s it."

"what?"

　　 The little sister Yingbin was taken aback, looked at Wang Yan's messy hairstyle, and asked carefully: "Mr. Hanisen costs 298 yuan for men's styling, are you sure?"

　　 With regard to consumption under 1,000 yuan, there is no such thing as "good cheap" emotions.

Isn't 　　 just a matter of taking a few breaths?

　　 What is the difference between 298 and 998?

do not have.

　　 So Wang Yan nodded: "OK. Can I do it now?"

　　 "Yes, you can!" The little girl was busy leading the way, "You come with me."

　　 There is no difference in spending money, but there is a difference in service after all.

　　 I just washed my hair for nearly 20 minutes. The girl’s technique is super good. The small nails are scratching on the scalp, and the head and neck are massaged.

　　 When the Hanisen spoke, Wang Yan realized that the barber of 20 and the stylist of 300 were indeed different.

After repeated observations and personal confirmation of hair quality, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Hanisen suggested: “Your facial lines are too soft, but your skin is not fair. Fortunately, the hair is moderately firm. I want to give you a sense of design. For a sharper hairstyle, trim your eyebrows again to neutralize the softness and highlight your calm personality..."

　　 There are not many words, but they are all on the point. It can be seen that there are real materials.

　　 "Okay, just follow your opinion."

　　 Wang Yan changed to honorific.

　　 Wang Yan always respects people with ability and ability, and will not become despised because of wealth.

　　 Hanisen started to deal with Wang Yan's hairstyle.

　　 While doing it, chatting softly.

　　 "The so-called sense of design, people who have never studied art will always find it a little vain, but let me give you the simplest analogy——"

　　 "We all think that the Sanqi division 20 years ago is very outdated, and it's not good enough, right?"

　　Wang Yan thinks about the so-called big deviation of 37, an early brother Bo suddenly popped out of his mind, and he almost couldn't help laughing.

　　Hanisen continued to talk: "But 10 years ago, Beckham's classic airplane head still feels OK and handsome even in today's aesthetics. We can add a base cut at most to fit a considerable number of men's faces."

　　 "Why?"

　　 "The sense of design is at its peak."

　　 "The classic airplane nose has actually exerted the artistic beauty of the face to its limit, and latecomers can only process small details according to the current popular elements and the characteristics of customers."

　　 "Just like now..."

　　 Hanisen straightened Wang Yan's head and motioned him to look in the mirror.