The students suddenly became confused.
The change in their inner emotions during these ten minutes really made them feel a little confused.
"Alright, alright." Ren Yan clapped his hands and drew everyone's attention back: "Since you can think about it, it means you can still gain something~"
"Now, let's start styling!"
"But considering the small number of flyers you sent out, there is no specific chief."
"Just find a seat and sit anywhere. As for which stylist will visit you, it depends on your luck."
After saying that, Ren Yan glanced at the manager, who understood and immediately started calling his own stylist.
The stylists, on the other hand, gave Ren Yan a fierce look.
You're saying this as if our level is very low and we still need to rely on luck? !
We are professional, okay?
Isn’t it easy to shape these dolls?
It seems that it is necessary to let this "Internet celebrity" teacher see what professional strength is!
For some reason, the stylists felt pent up with anger.
Ren Yan smiled secretly, this was exactly the emotion he wanted.
Since it's already free, let the stylists do their best to deserve this free gift~
After the students were seated, the stylists showed off their skills.
There are scissors of different sizes, scrapers, combs, and countless other tools.
There are some things that Ren Yan doesn't even know what they are used for.
And fortunately this place is big enough that all the students can be served at once.
If we move to a smaller place, we might have to wait until tomorrow for all 63 people to finish.
After briefly preparing the students for the exam, they looked at Ren Yan:
"Teacher Ren, what kind of hairstyle do you think is suitable for the students in your class?"
Hearing this, Ren Yan pinched her chin and said, "Just let it be your own decision. After all, different styles are suitable for different people. You are professionals in this area, so I won't give you any blind advice."
"But there is one thing, everyone."
"It's their hair color. It has to be black."
"After all, these guys are still students."
After hearing this, the stylists nodded, feeling slightly satisfied.
It seems that this teacher is not completely useless. He still knows how to respect professionals.
This is much better than those customers who give suggestions at once.
It seems that I still need to pick up some things for these little guys.
The stylists nodded slightly and began to think based on the face shapes of each student.
Soon, he started to use the knife to do some simple processing on their hair.
In the live broadcast room, netizens felt that this scene was very strange.
It was a very normal conversation though.
But they just feel that these stylists seem to be full of energy and are not at all like the lazy ones they were at the beginning.
There is even a subtle feeling of comparison.
Just now they saw the two stylists looking at each other, and there were sparks in their eyes.
"Why do I always feel that these stylists have been fooled by Teacher Ren? How can they be so motivated when they are being taken advantage of for free?"
"I agree... Mr. Ren's words were so light and I always felt that they had other meanings."
"Damn, this can't be a psychological hint, this is too stupid..."
"Hasn't Mr. Ren always supported Lao Liu? I've never seen him suffer any loss."
The capital's number one hairdresser: "Hey, everyone, stop guessing."
"The stylists were really overwhelmed, even though I told them to bring out their best skills and bring fame to the studio."
But I've never seen this kind of attitude, to be honest.
When I gave them bonuses before, I had never seen such a level of commitment.
Now I am even wondering what Teacher Ren has hinted to them..."
"Damn, it's confirmed! Teacher Ren is such a jerk!"
"Not only is the labor force free, but they are also giving the labor force a boost?"
"Is it possible that Mr. Ren wants to get better publicity for your studio?"
The best hairdresser in the capital: "..."
"Do you believe this yourself?"
.....
After a moment, netizens fell into deep thought again.
The students of Class IX, on the other hand, were peacefully enjoying the fun of modeling.
From time to time, I would praise the stylists for their skilled techniques.
After reading the previous leaflets, they finally understood.
Any labor needs to be respected.
This is what we call putting yourself in someone else's shoes.
Not to mention, the stylists' techniques really made them feel extremely relaxed.
As for the stylists, they were also praised by the Class IX students.
Although these guys seem to be very noisy, they are still very polite at critical moments.
Much better than those picky customers~
With this in mind, the stylists' techniques became more refined.
Ren Yan couldn't help but nodded as he watched from the side.
This time, the 'accident' brought these little guys another gain.
The impermanence of the world is always so wonderful.
Ren Yan was feeling a little emotional in his heart, but the phone suddenly rang.
Ren Yan answered the call directly as usual.
Then, Chen Jianguo's exasperated voice was heard instantly:
"Xiao Ren! Where the hell are you?!"
"You're not going to stand me up, are you?"
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