the next day.

The weather is very good and the sun is shining brightly.

Lu Yuan slept until noon and then slowly got up, yawning, when Wang Jinxue knocked on the door helplessly.

"How did you sleep until now..."

"The Huangdi Neijing says that in winter, we should..."

"Stop talking nonsense... Did the Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine allow you to sleep in until noon?"

"Hehe... I can't help it. My bed is a little cold. I need to cover myself tightly to keep it warm. I've been covering myself tightly until dawn. Look at my dark circles. Are you wondering if I'm lacking sleep?"

"So the reason you slept until noon was because you stayed up late?"

"Ahem, ahem, forget it."

"Does the Huangdi Neijing tell you to stay up late in the middle of winter?"

“Cough… cough…”

Lu Yuan was quite embarrassed.

For a moment I didn't know how to continue telling this lie.

The "Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic" does not advocate staying up late. The book says that you should go to bed as soon as it gets dark.

Sleep at night...

How did Lu Yuan do it?

"From now on, it's best to go to bed early at night and get up early in the morning... Look at your hair, it's so messy, comb it quickly..." Wang Jinxue took a look at Lu Yuan's Shamatte hairstyle and immediately wanted to help Lu Yuan comb his hair.

"I haven't even brushed my teeth or washed my face yet... After I wash my face and teeth, I will still be radiant."

"Go away..."

…

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Lu Yuan looked at his hair.

I haven't cut my hair for a while, so it has grown quite long, especially the bangs in front of me. If I let them down a little, they can cover my eyes.

He suddenly remembered the Shamatte era in his original world.

In that era, everyone held a mobile phone and played songs all over the streets. At the same time, their hair was permed straight or dyed in colorful colors. They had cool hairstyles like Super Saiyans, and they shook their heads from time to time while walking on the street, looking extremely self-indulgent and handsome.

At this moment, the song "The Girl with Braces, So Beautiful" suddenly popped up in Lu Yuan's mind.

At the same time, this song was like a brainwash and kept echoing in Lu Yuan's mind.

Lyrics of Nara Boom!

That pretentious scene, that youthful rebellion, that sad era of haircuts and hairdressing...

Damn it!

Please don't be too brainwashed, okay?

etc!

The Shamatte era in this world doesn’t seem to be popular?

seem……

It seems that there is indeed no era of Divine Comedy?

After washing up, Lu Yuan thought about the situation in this world in his mind. As he thought about it, a slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hello, Mr. Lu..."

"Um."

Just as he walked into the lobby downstairs, Lu Yuan saw Wang Xiaoyang sitting in the corner of the company eating bread.

The whole person looks lonely.

Nonsense, after all, all the people in the company who can perform on the Spring Festival Gala have performed on the Spring Festival Gala, and the rest are just idle people like Lu Yuan...

How could Wang Xiaoyang not be lonely?

Wang Xiaoyang is a pretty good young man. He has been working diligently for a long time since joining the company. Lu Yuan also has a good impression of him.

Of course, the only regret is that Wang Xiaoyang joined the company too late.

It was so late that Lu Yuan couldn't arrange for him to perform on the Spring Festival Gala.

"etc!"

"Mr. Lu...what can I do for you?"

"Hmm...your hair seems quite long."

"Mr. Lu, I'll shave it right away, I...I'll go now..." Wang Xiaoyang was startled and quickly swallowed the bread and looked at Lu Yuan nervously, as if he was about to get a head shave.

"No, don't shave for now, I think it's fine..."

"ah?"

"Well, the image is good, and it fits the Shamatte type very well."

"Shamatte?" Wang Xiaoyang was stunned.

"Xiaoyang, how about fixing your hair style, ripping a few more holes in your jeans, and... well, dyeing your hair a little?" Lu Yuan continued to look at Wang Xiaoyang, then laughed, with a very meaningful laugh, as if...

It has a very vintage feel.

"This..." Wang Xiaoyang opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond to Lu Yuan for a moment.

At first he thought that Mr. Lu was speaking sarcastically, but now after seeing Mr. Lu's expression, he suddenly felt that Mr. Lu was not speaking sarcastically...

And that’s how it feels?

"Xiaoyang, how's your singing?"

“It’s… it’s OK.”

"Sing a line for Braces Girl?"

"ah?"

"Ahem, ahem, I mean, just listen to whatever you say."

"Oh, okay."

Wang Xiaoyang swallowed, took a deep breath, and shouted twice.

"Good! Very good, what a great voice!" Lu Yuan was instantly excited after hearing Wang Xiaoyang's voice!

"Ah?" Wang Xiaoyang's face turned red. He was really not used to Mr. Lu's gaze.

This look made him feel...

Very creepy.

"By the way, Xiaoyang, do you want to try to lead an...era?" Lu Yuan suddenly stared at him!

Stare very carefully!

"Ah? Mr. Lu, I...I can't...I..."

"It's not about whether you can do it or not, I just want to ask you, do you want to try to lead an era, or in other words, if there is a chance for you to become famous, are you willing to try it?"

"I...I...I do!"

"Well... follow me, I'll send you a picture of the hairstyle..."

Lu Yuan touched his chin.

He suddenly laughed.

The smile was extremely creepy.

For some reason, the tune of "the girl with braces, but so beautiful" appeared in his mind again.

And when I think of this tune, I think of that era.

Why……

What a nostalgic era!

People who don’t know this world…

How do you view this era?

“Ohhhh.”

Wang Xiaoyang vomited a little, followed Lu Yuan into the office and stood there.

For some reason, he felt both excited and nervous.

What Mr. Lu said about leading an era was really exciting, but he also felt it was weird...

I……

Is it really possible?

He watched Lu Yuan draw a head, and then put a set of hairstyles on the head in a messy way.

After Lu Yuan took a look, he thought it was okay.

Quite satisfied.

Wang Xiaoyang felt a little confused when he saw the hairstyle.

How come I haven't seen this hairstyle before?

this……

This thing...

Why does the style of painting feel a little off?

Is Mr. Lu now crossing over to the barber industry?

A hair stylist?

"Go find a barber and ask him to give you a hairstyle like this. Come back to see me when it's done... Anyway, have a wash, cut, and blow-dry to see the results."

"???"

"Go ahead..."

"good."

When Wang Xiaoyang saw this hairstyle picture, he immediately felt that it was a bit unorthodox.

"Oh, right..."

"ah?"

"Dye it in a natural color..."

"What color?"

"Let's go with green. Green looks very close to nature..."

"???"

…

"Hello, Mr. Wang..."

"Your hair..."

"Yes... Mr. Lu asked me to come here this way."

“…”

"Hello, Brother Qian..."

"Fuck, where did this monster come from!"

"Brother Qian, I'm Wang Xiaoyang."

"What? You...you...how did you end up like this?"

“…”

"Hello, Director Wei..."

"You are...you are Xiao...Xiao Wang, what's wrong with you? What...what happened to you?"

"I...Boss Lu asked me to do this..."

"Pah, that's not right! I can understand your hairstyle, but what does it mean that you changed it to green? Are you being cheated on?"

"No... I didn't... It was me, I... Mr. Lu made me do this to him."

“…”

“…”

Wang Xiaoyang felt hurt.

He felt like crying.

However, he still knocked on Lu Yuan's office obediently.

The whole thing feels wronged.

"You're here? Well, not bad... quite different..."

“……”Wang Xiaoyang stood aside and suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Alternative...

this……

What can I do?

"I'll develop into a singer in the future..."

"Forehead……"

"Xiaoyang, I'll give you two songs. One should be a pop song that young people like, and the other is a down-to-earth song with a postmodern metal art style... Which song do you want to choose?" Lu Yuan squinted at the young man.

He just thought of another song.

He suddenly realized that another song was more suitable than the one about girl with braces for the time being.

This moment...

He laughed.

The smile is a bit creepy.

"I...I want to choose art!" Wang Xiaoyang hesitated for a while, then raised his head in disbelief.

He felt a little suffocated.

He felt like he was dreaming.

Mr. Lu...

Mr. Lu actually wrote a song for him?

this……

Am I going to reach success overnight and officially enter the music industry?

"Art... Haha, not bad. Then I'll give you this single. Go practice it first. After the New Year, I'll find someone to record it for you and help you promote it!"

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Lu! Thank you!" After Wang Xiaoyang took over the single, he was so excited that even the green hair on his head trembled slightly.

When he took over the song, he was slightly stunned.

Forehead?

"My Skateboard Shoes"?

The lyrics are...

One step, two steps, one step, two steps...

It's the devil's pace, it's the devil's...

pace?

Wang Xiaoyang looked at the song again and hummed softly.

He always felt that something was not right.

"Mr. Lu, how should we sing this?"

"It's sung like this, at the beginning, it started like this. One night, my mother asked me, today..." Lu Yuan recalled, and then told Wang Xiaoyang patiently and seriously.

"???"

Wang Xiaoyang was stunned.

He felt like his worldview had been turned upside down.

For some reason, he felt that this song seemed very magical.

"Mr. Lu..." He swallowed again, "Is this really what you said, down-to-earth postmodern metal art music?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

"Why do I feel..." Wang Xiaoyang hesitated for a moment, and then felt that he should not question President Lu.

After all, Mr. Lu is also an artist, yes, and a musician...

"Art always makes people feel strange. It's okay. Believe me. Yes, believe what I say, and don't care about other people's opinions. Just do it boldly. The company will support you behind the scenes." Lu Yuan stood up and patted Wang Xiaoyang on the shoulder.

"Oh...Okay! Um, Mr. Lu, what about the other song?"

"After you release this single, I'll give you another song. There's no rush now. The most important thing for you now is to make a name for yourself and have your own place in the music industry..."

"Oh." Wang Xiaoyang nodded, and then the puzzled expression in his eyes disappeared.

He didn't know why, but when he saw Lu Yuan's encouraging eyes, his heart instantly felt warm.

and……

It seems that after hearing what Mr. Lu said, this really seems like an art?