Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

Almost half of the second floor is Lin Hanzhi's personal studio. The warm white tone, the sunlight coming in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, is very bright. He led Murong Feng to the chair in front of the mirror, and then went to the window to close the thin curtain. Open it up, and the whole place instantly feels professional.

Lin Hanzhi paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "There's time, I'll find someone to wash your hair first." As he spoke, he was about to call the assistant at the door to come in.

"You come to wash."

Murong Feng interrupted Lin Hanzhi, "Didn't you say you would come? Then it's all up to you."

"...Okay." Lin Hanzhi smiled good-naturedly, knowing that the other party would find fault if things went wrong, so he easily compromised. He didn't have friendship with this person, and he couldn't suppress the matter that he had finally suppressed. caused.

I tore off the Band-Aids one by one, and washed my hands again.

He didn't avoid the dark red blood bubbles on his fingertips, walked to the reclining chair on the side, adjusted the water temperature and asked Murong Feng to lie down, wrapped the towel carefully before starting to wash.

Lin Hanzhi didn't let people lie directly on the porcelain pillow, but supported the back of the opponent's head with one hand, and he didn't pay too much attention to the injury on his hand. The strength of the rubbing and pressing was appropriate, and he pressed all the acupuncture points on the opponent's head. Like a professional massage therapist.

Murong Feng Murong Feng still had his eyes closed, and the hand on the back of his head was warm and soft. The change of hand was not obvious, and the pressing was in place. He felt that this was really a pleasure. A comfortable massage, and then imagine the beautiful hands of the person who is giving you the massage...

Anyway, it's so comfortable that people want to sleep.

Lin Hanzhi was not lazy, he washed his hair for half an hour before rinsing it clean.

"Mr. Murong? Don't sleep yet, you have to participate in the award presentation in three hours." Lin Hanzhi reminded him softly, he guessed that Murong Feng would not really fall asleep.

Murong Feng was thinking about Lin Hanzhi's beautiful hands in a daze. He noticed their beautiful hands when he was downstairs. He didn't plan to shake hands with him as close as he thought, so he didn't shake hands. He didn't expect that it would be a wrong hit.

This time he was called out by Lin Hanzhi and woke up again, but he didn't feel disturbed. Lin Hanzhi's voice was low and soft, with a little smile in it, and there was a kind of tenderness in his usual speech.

Opening his eyes, Lin Hanzhi's face was right above him.

Lin Hanzhi was not a particularly beautiful person, but even from the harshest point of view, he couldn't find a single flaw in his neck, chin, and skin.

He wants to do something!

Murong Feng has never been someone who wronged himself, and when he has an idea, he will really act.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Hanzhi's chin, pulling it to his side.

This blow almost dragged the unsuspecting Lin Hanzhi to the ground.

Before the other party could react, Murong Feng splashed water on Lin Hanzhi's face with one free hand.

……

Lin Hanzhi took a step back and picked up a towel to dry his face.

Opening his eyes again, seeing Murong Feng's triumphant smile, he finally frowned.

"Mr. Murong, what do you mean?" The hair on his forehead was wet, it didn't matter, he grabbed a towel and wiped it, but the light beige thin sweater on his upper body was also wet, and now Whether it's rubbing or not, changing clothes doesn't seem like that.

"Didn't everyone say that your skills can turn decay into magic? I just want to see how you look after removing makeup." Murong Feng looked at Lin Hanzhi's unhappy and uneasy appearance, felt happy, and stood with his arms around his shoulders. look aside.

"..." Hearing this reason, Lin Hanzhi hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. It's better not to offend such a person.

So he explained: "Please rest assured, elegant cosmetics are all waterproof..."

"So you mean you didn't take off your makeup?" Murong Feng raised his eyebrows.

"...Mr. Murong, why do you insist that I wear makeup?" And what does this have to do with him, Murong Feng!

Lin Hanzhi had a clean face, he wanted to put on a poker face to look more serious, but he had that look, and there was nothing he could do about it, so he gave up depressed, and couldn't think of his own face. What made the other party think that he had put on makeup, and even splashed water on his face.

Of course he didn't understand that Murong Feng just wanted to inspect the goods... Uh, how could he understand such a strange thought when he met this person face to face for the first time.

"Aren't you very powerful?" Murong Feng was startled when he saw this face. Lin Hanzhi's long face was not particularly eye-catching, but it was obviously very temperamental and gentle.

The kind of gentleness with a particularly good temper.

When people saw it, they thought it was a good-tempered dough, and they wanted to go up and poke it...

So he had to confirm whether it was made up or not.

"Although this is my job, I'm still willing to remind you that no matter how good the makeup is, it's not good for the skin if it accumulates on the face for a long time." Lin Hanzhi tried his best to show that he didn't mind, but whether he minded or not actually depends on that. So, he doesn't seem to have a temper.

Murong Feng stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Hanzhi's cheek, feeling quite satisfied with the texture.

"So, this is your skincare secret?"

"..." Lin Hanzhi rolled his eyes in his heart. In fact, he wanted to emphasize that as a man, he doesn't wear makeup. After thinking about it, it's better to forget it. The plague god must be sent away to be considered a success. It's just a waste of saliva.

"Yes, Mr. Murong, please come and sit down."

Murong Feng didn't agree, and sat on the chair with his long legs.

Lin Hanzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and decided to send this great god away as quickly as possible.

Murong Feng's hair is very short, and it's not obvious to outsiders whether it's trimmed or not, but it's different in an industry like theirs that pays great attention to appearance.

Anyway, I have washed my hair, if I call my assistant to dry my hair now, I think he will be angry again, so he is the one who is the most elegant and leisurely, and there is time, so Lin Hanzhi picked up the hair dryer and adjusted it to the slowest speed for Murong Feng. Blow dry your hair.

Murong Feng looked at the person standing behind him in the mirror, his slender fingers shuttled through his hair with the wind, looking extremely white, occasionally when he raised his hand to change directions, the dark red blisters that had just been soaked in the fingertips were faintly exposed .

When the hair was eight percent dry, it could be seen that it was a little different from before. Lin Hanzhi stretched out his flat hand and gently stroked the stiff hair on the top of his head.

"What is this for?" Murong Feng was curious.

"...Need to check the hardness and density of the hair!" Lin Hanzhi replied.

"Very important?"

"Well, if you want to make some hairstyles without styling, you have to blow it according to the hardness and density of the hair and the direction of growth."

Growth direction?This person pays a lot of attention!

"Okay, you know that I don't like getting things on my head."

Murong Feng likes clean things, and never uses those sticky and messy things.

Regardless of whether he wants to send people away as soon as possible, Lin Hanzhi has a good temper after entering the working state, "Understanding the needs of customers is a necessary condition for our survival!" He said with a smile, and recited a sentence of employee rules.

"Can you understand any needs? Can you still solve them?" Murong Feng sneered, and said in his heart that he was still doing something else.

Lin Hanzhi picked up the scissors and trimmed Murong Feng's sideburns slightly.

"Elegance and everything can be solved. Today's incident is indeed an elegant mistake. You should not be offended." Then he picked up the hair dryer and blew a few times from a distance, sprayed some water on the palm of his hand, and gently There were two bumps on the back of Murong Feng's head.

"Hair is done."

Murong Feng looked in the mirror to find out what was wrong, but he really couldn't find it, the hair was obviously not much different from when he came here, even the scissors only cut it twice at the sideburns, and the hair didn't fall out if he didn't look carefully, but It really does look different.

So the person who failed to quarrel could only snort, and Lin Hanzhi thought that maybe he was more satisfied?

He took out a new disposable tool, found a few more boxes, and unpacked them in front of Murong Feng.

"This is the new cosmetic that arrived today."

Murong Feng raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know that I don't like to use these messy things?"

"I can't feel it, I promise." Lin Hanzhi smiled, "Any face without makeup is flat under the stage lights."

Well, everything is brand new, if you really can't feel it, it's not unbearable, anyway, it's really Zhang Ping's face when you can't go on stage for one night.

"You know I'm going to be on stage to present an award?"

"I watch the awards ceremony every year. You've never taken care of it before, have you?"

It has been four or five years since Murong Feng took over Youshi Media, and every year the awards ceremony will specially set aside a VIP seat for him, but he has never been on stage to present awards, and every time he is only dressed in a black evening suit, he never thinks he is like this The identity and appearance of the show still needs to be dressed with the same care as a woman. This time, the organizer had communicated with him in advance, so he wanted to take care of it.

But he was a bit superior, it turned out that Lin Hanzhi paid attention to him earlier than he noticed the other party!

He didn't know, in fact, Lin Hanzhi only looked at the clothes and appearance, he would remember the most fashionable ones, of course, the most conservative or the most old-fashioned in his eyes but always sat in the VIP seats, with an ordinary face... ...uh...of course he would remember too.