Facing her hint of wiping her hair, the man frowned and stared at her deeply for a few seconds.
After being used as a clothes hanger by this woman, he is now going to be her hairdresser, right?
Just when Lin Luosang was about to back off after being stared at, Pei Hanzhou suddenly thought of something and quickly curled his lips. The smile on the corner of his mouth actually had a hint of kindness and tenderness.
He raised his hand and lowered his eyes calmly: "Okay."
——Okay.
The slightly bitten voice and the slightly nasal tone brought back some not-so-good memories for Lin Luosang.
The last time she asked if she wanted to wash his hair, he replied with a half-smile, and then she was dragged into the bathroom, alive and dead, dead and alive again.
To avoid being pulled under him in the next second, Lin Luosang quickly jumped up, flipping sideways twice in the blink of an eye. He consciously grabbed the towel and rubbed the ends of his hair, saying with a wry smile, "It's okay, I can do it myself."
The man chuckled without any emotion and said slowly, "Thank you for your hard work."
She touched the wet ends of her hair, completely immersed in drying it: "I can't make it hard for you even if it's hard for me."
…
There was silence in the bedroom for three seconds.
The man who hadn't had time to "work hard" turned his head, seemingly wanting to explore the deeper meaning behind the word.
Lin Luosang, who caused trouble by his mouth, licked his lips and was speechless for a moment. It was not until he saw the phone screen light up that he hurriedly left the bedside, which was a place of trouble.
"I have a work assignment coming up... I'm leaving now. Bye."
“…”
Lin Luosang slipped into the bathroom and smoothed his hair back. He didn't understand why his language management system automatically went offline when he saw Pei Hanzhou, and why he always said something to provoke him.
She leaned against the sink and opened her phone. On WeChat, she saw a message from Yue Hui: "Have you slept yet? If not, record your evening skincare routine. The people on Seed Seeding Book are saying your account is about to be overgrown."
Lin Luosang pinched the bridge of his nose, remembering that he hadn't logged into the "Planting Book" for a long time.
Although I have finished my skin care, it doesn’t hurt to wash my face again for the video. After all, the sooner the work is done, the better.
She skillfully placed her phone on the cabinet, took out the facial cleanser and washed her face, completing her skin care routine with occasional explanations.
Her skin care routine is also quite simple. She first uses a foaming net to lather the facial cleanser, and then applies water, essence, and cream after thorough cleansing. However, her skin care products are applied thickly. After each step, she will wait for a few minutes until the skin completely absorbs the nutrients before proceeding to the next step.
She usually uses an infusion device to introduce skin care products. When she doesn't have an infusion device, she will pat the products gently with her palms to speed up absorption.
Perhaps because she was born with a better foundation, she set the skin smoothing to the lowest setting, but when pushed to the user's homepage, she was still whiter than most female stars.
Everyone clicked on her video with the thought, "How do rich beauties take care of their skin?"
The initial comments were all normal envy——
[I'm so willing to spend so much money on a small jar of face cream for 50,000 yuan. It's so expensive. It's so expensive.]
[I understand. The secret to good skin = natural beauty + money.] I slowly typed out my goodbyes.
[I didn't pay attention to the skincare tips the whole time. Her natural look is so good! I'm so jealous.]
Until someone discovered the blind spot:
[Although I know Lin Luosang isn't showing off the size of her bathroom...but why is her toilet bigger than mine? Wow, it even echoes! Two bathtubs in one bathroom: the Baldi Malachite and the Baldi Rock Crystal. The former is green malachite and 24k gold, the latter is a crystal rock bathtub. These two things combined cost over a million dollars... So beautiful and elegant, so extravagant that I feel suffocated when I look at them for even a second.]
Then the comment section went completely off topic and started discussing how expensive all the decorations seen in the video were, from bathtubs to lighting, from lighting to tiles, and from tiles to cabinets.
When Lin Luosang woke up the next day, he found that there were more than 10,000 comments.
You should know that on a grass-planting app like this, whose traffic is not as large as that of Weibo, more than 10,000 replies can be considered a very high popularity.
She walked towards the bathroom while reading, but before she had time to take a closer look at the comment section, the door opened and a tall man came into view.
The morning light fell sparsely, mottled and bright on the ends of his hair, and gathered as a highlight on the tip of his tall nose.
Pei Hanzhou was wearing a bathrobe, and his body still exuded the soft scent of a deep sleep. He looked unusually gentle, and was shaving in front of a custom-made mirror.
Lin Luosang was lost in thought for a few seconds.
Unless she had to leave early for work, most of the time, whenever she woke up, the man was no longer by her side, or he had already packed up everything and started to deal with work-related matters with an unapproachable elite temperament.
This was indeed the first time she had seen such a lifelike appearance.
A very strange feeling came over her heart, she couldn't tell what it was, but her fingertips on the handle moved slightly.
It seemed that at this moment, this man looked a bit like her husband.
After shaving his chin with shaving cream, the man washed his face. His forehead hair got wet during the action, and water droplets dripped down, sliding along the lines of his superior profile and disappearing into his collar.
When people in the circle look at people, they first look at the bone structure and then the skin. Good bone structure can withstand close-up shots from all angles, and the face is vivid and attractive. Good skin has a shelf life and is also very picky about lighting and angles.
Obviously, he has good bones and good skin.
Lin Luosang leaned against the door frame and gave a rather pertinent compliment: "You are quite handsome."
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he naturally thought that she was asking something of him by saying this, so he wiped his hands calmly.
"Tell me, what do you want me to help you move onto the stage?"
“…”
That afternoon, when Lin Luosang was making a song, he talked with Yue Hui about the issue of producers.
Even if it is an original song, a lot of people are needed behind the scenes. Although she is responsible for writing lyrics, composing and arranging, other teachers need to complete the work of band, harmony, string arrangement, recording and mixing, etc. Although she has some knowledge of most of them, she is still in the process of learning. Therefore, in order to release a high-quality music, some links must be completed together with excellent musicians.
When she is proficient and confident enough, she will gradually try to complete all the steps by herself. Now is not the time. She needs more learning at this moment, and she will make rapid progress by cooperating with excellent teachers.
"I've been thinking about the album recently," she tapped her head with a pen. "As for the producer, I'll look for Lee. I had a great time working with him before, and he can get my point very accurately."
"Okay." Yue Hui moved his chair closer. "Then, the person in charge of the Mercedes-Benz venue contacted me and asked if you want to hold a concert there. I'll leave it to you during the summer vacation next year. We can try to get sponsorship then. Tsk, I can imagine it will be an unprecedented event, and the popularity of the show won't drop much by then..."
"Next summer vacation? Are you serious?" Lin Luosang looked up.
"Seriously, there's a guy from the show next door who just became famous and already held a solo concert. He's making a ton of money, and his team is awesome."
Lin Luosang: "You mean Ji Jingshuo? He called it a solo concert? That's a money-making concert."
Ji Jingshuo's concert had a good attendance. After all, he was a former actor, had a good look, and his acting skills were passable. Seeing his popularity, his team was eager to cash in, holding several concerts and fan events. However, since Ji Jingshuo didn't have many of his own songs, they had to buy the copyrights to several other people's songs to fill the concert time.
Fans won’t feel anything at the moment when they are blinded by love, but whether they are serious or not will gradually become apparent with the passage of time. If they are in a hurry to make money before they have established a firm foothold, the backlash will be even greater.
In just half a year, Ji Jingshuo's fan base has been severely reduced and is no longer as large as it used to be.
"You want me to follow his path? As a singer...buying songs that someone else has sung and singing them at my own concert?" Lin Luosang said, "That's too shameful. I can't do such a thing."
"There are at least ten stages in "Audio-Visual Feast", right? You will definitely release some songs after the show, so there will be at least twenty songs in total..." Yue Hui's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, as if he had discovered the loophole in his logic.
"Oh, you mean I'm going to put all the performances I've done in variety shows, which have been broadcast a few times, on the concert stage, and add ten songs that took only half a year to produce, and sell tickets for a few hundred to a few thousand dollars each, right?"
"You may be fine, but my conscience can't. My fans' money doesn't fall from the sky. Why should I let them spend money to listen to such an insincere concert?"
Participating in "Audio-Visual Feast" has already drained her inspiration. In order to ensure the quality of the remaining songs, she will definitely have to retreat and recharge after the show. How can she possibly produce ten songs in half a year? The quality will definitely be worrying.
Yue Hui pursed his lips and nodded: "Well said! I'll reject that offer right now. What a filthy bullshit! Does our Sangsang look like someone who likes something as vulgar as money?"
Lin Luosang: "Who doesn't like money..."
"But a gentleman loves money, but he gets it in a proper way!" Yue Hui high-fived her vigorously, "I understand you!"
assistant:"……"
At this moment, the assistant felt a little divided. She seemed unable to connect the current Agent Yue with Yue Hui, who had held her hand half an hour ago and said that the two of them must convince Lin Luosang and make a fortune.
Lin Luosang is well aware of Yue Hui's dilemma and can understand his desire to make money.
After all, when they followed Feiyan before, everyone was afraid of being poor. Now the opportunity is good, and if they seize it, they can make a lot of money. In fact, she is still lucky. The team respects her ideas very much. Even if they give up some opportunities sometimes, they will let her cherish her reputation.
From Yue Hui's perspective, it was like a person who had been hungry for three years suddenly faced a table full of delicacies. It was good enough that he didn't force her to eat like crazy.
"The concert will definitely be held. I'll have at least three albums. After all, you know my personality, I really can't be perfunctory." She patted Yue Hui's shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll change the contract and you'll get a bigger share."
Yue Hui, who had been a little depressed, instantly recovered and clenched his fists with high morale. "I'm so touched. I, Yue Hui, am truly blessed to have such a serious, responsible, and capable artist like you. You are my adopted parent, the guiding light on my life's path, the signpost that keeps me on track and never lose my way."
The assistant was full of confusion, wondering if he wasn't the one who slammed the table and passionately yelled "If you don't make money, you're an idiot" half an hour ago?
The assistant sighed, trying to wake up Yue Hui, who was concentrating on blowing his own trumpet. “…That’s really not necessary, Brother Hui.”
That weekend, while Lin Luosang was writing a new song to be submitted to the "Audio-Visual Feast" program team, he also found time to think about the prototype and theme of the concert.
She has been looking forward to and preparing for this solo concert for a long time, and is determined to do her best.
On Sunday, they heard that Wei Yan invited them to dinner to discuss the old man's recent situation. Lin Luosang happened to be near the restaurant, so he went there as well.
Great-grandmother has been in good condition recently, much better than the doctor expected. Wei Yan first said that he wanted to maintain the old man's good mental state, and then said that he could take her out for a walk occasionally.
After talking about serious topics for over half an hour, when the main course was served, Wei Yan pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "Xiaoyao seems to have done something that affected you guys before. As a father, I want to apologize here. I'm really embarrassed."
"Because her mother and I were busy, she went to boarding school and often skipped classes. But we were too busy to take care of her, so she has been lacking love and care since her childhood and even now. Unfortunately, by the time we realized it, it was too late."
"We also have an unshirkable responsibility in this situation, but don't worry, I've already talked to her privately. I hope I haven't caused too much trouble for you and your wife..."
As one of the pillars of this well-known private hospital, Wei Yan is indeed very busy at work and has to be on duty almost 24 hours a day. Negligence is inevitable, but more of it is Wei Yao's own problem.
A short while later, Wei Yan received a call saying there was an emergency. He hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of rice, grabbed his coat, and left in a hurry: "Sorry, I have something to do here. You guys take your time eating, I'll be leaving first."
Lin Luosang nodded.
She poked the rim of the bowl and sighed, then raised her head and looked around.
Pei Hanzhou asked, "What are you looking for?"
"I want some water."
"Isn't it on the table?"
"This cup is cold, I want it hot."
She was too lazy to call the waiter outside, so she stood up and went to get the kettle from the counter. Unexpectedly, just as she picked up the kettle, Wei Yao pushed the door open and came in.
In fact, there was still some distance between the door and the table, but it was not known whether Wei Yao did not see her or bumped into her on purpose. In any case, the two of them collided head-on unexpectedly and violently. The kettle fell to the ground with a clang, and the steaming water splashed out from the mouth of the kettle.
Lin Luosang was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took two steps back to avoid the hot water.
Wei Yao, however, stood still without moving an inch. After exclaiming in surprise, she lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a large area of skin that had been burned red. Tears welled in her eyes, and she said in a soft, pitiful voice, "It hurts..."
Pei Hanzhou heard the noise and also walked over here.
Seeing him coming, Wei Yao quickly let go of her skirt and waved her hands in panic, saying, "No, there's no need to come over. Sister Luosang...you didn't mean it, did you?"
After two seconds of reaction, as if she remembered something, she looked straight at Lin Luosang again, her fingers half covering her lips, her pure round eyes full of grievance, and asked in disbelief: "Are you unhappy because of what I said last time that many people are chasing Brother Han Zhou? If you don't like me, you can scold me, or you can tell me, why are you doing this..."
Before Wei Yao could finish her words, the man strode forward and grabbed Lin Luosang's wrist.
Lin Luosang's mind suddenly flashed through the triangle plot that is most popular in soap operas. The male protagonist ruthlessly pulled his girlfriend away, checked the injuries of his childhood sweetheart, and blamed the female protagonist - how can you, a heartless woman, be so cruel? You lost a leg, but she lost her love!
Then Pei Hanzhou really pulled her away.
Lin Luosang: “…”
The man really approached Wei Yao.
Lin Luosang's scalp felt numb. He held his breath and looked up to see his back, which was very broad.
The man pulled her behind him, holding her wrist in his hand, and asked Wei Yao in a low and cold voice:
"If you like acting so much, why didn't you apply to the Beijing Film Academy?"
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