System, the stylist did something to his waist again today!

Wang Zixi walked to the stool in the rest area and sat down. He took out a thermos cup from his bag, opened the lid, and took a sip of warm water. His round almond-shaped eyes looked involuntarily at the makeup room not far away, where the styling design sign was placed. He felt a little moved.

There was a message on the sign in front of the dressing room: [Private styling design, five yuan per time. You may not like me now, but you won’t be able to afford me in the future.

I only charge five dollars, and I can make you beautiful and handsome all day long, and give you branded clothes and branded pants. Am I the one who suffers the loss or you? Don't you know what's going on? Don't just look at me, come in quickly, I'm waiting! 】

When Wang Zixi saw the content on the sign, he suddenly thought that this stylist must be a very interesting person. He smiled unconsciously and wanted to give it a try more and more.

Wang Zixi put down the thermos cup, closed the lid, and looked unconsciously in the direction of the basketball court, locking onto Lu Qi. Lu Qi was like the moon, cold and unattainable.

Lu Qi is 190cm tall, of standard weight, with perfect body proportions, broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, eight-pack abs, and pectoral muscles. His suitors, both men and women, can line up from the stadium to the city center and circle three times.

Wang Zixi also secretly has a crush on him, but he knows himself well. Wang Zixi is only 178cm tall, looks ordinary, dresses ordinary, and doesn't know how to match clothes. He is not worthy of her at all. She just becomes his friend and accompanies him silently.

Before he was 25, Wang Zixi was actually very thin, not as fat as he is now. It was because he had a serious illness, which almost killed him. He used hormone drugs during the treatment.

After he recovered from his illness, no matter how he controlled his diet or exercised, he couldn't return to his previous thin appearance. Every time he saw Lu Qi, he actually felt quite inferior, but what could he do?

Every time Wang Zixi was with Lu Qi, he tried hard to control his emotions. He was too self-aware and understood too well how dazzling the other person was.

He was really afraid that one day he would accidentally express his carefully hidden love for him, and then see Lu Qi's look of extreme disgust towards him. He would lose Lu Qi as a friend and would be in excruciating pain.

Wang Zixi looked at Lu Qi's figure and suddenly sighed softly. He originally thought that he would just be friends with him in this life and did not have any extravagant hopes.

However, the appearance of this image transformation was like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, which instantly exploded in his heart and made his blood boil.

What if…what if this image transformation is successful? What if because of this transformation, Lu Qi sees a different, brand new self?

Regardless of what Lu Qi thought of him, he also wanted to try to change, and his hairstyle that was ruined by the hairdresser should indeed be changed.

Wang Zixi withdrew his gaze and did not pay attention to what the audience on the stairs were saying. Even if he heard it, he didn't know who Yu Kouchen was. All he had in his eyes and heart was Lu Qi, so how could he pay attention to any news in the entertainment industry?

He placed the cup at his feet, wiped his sweaty hair casually, then stood up and walked towards the stylist's dressing room with firm steps. His actions successfully attracted everyone's attention.

"Hmm? That little fat guy has passed. Ah, with his looks and body shape, will it be a little difficult? Can Yu Kouchen do it?"

"I don't know. Just watch it. Hurry up and turn on the live broadcast. Turn on the live broadcast. He is broadcasting live."

"Hmm! What did you say? Yu Meiren actually started a live broadcast. I'll go watch it right away. Just thinking about it makes me feel that my experience is very exciting. I'm actually a hundred meters away from the main person, watching his live broadcast on my mobile phone."

The audience on the stairs discovered that Yu Kouchen had started a live broadcast, and they opened their phones and rushed in. Fortunately, they were quick in their movements, otherwise they would have been stuck.

"Hey, Lu Qi, Wang Zixi really wants to try a hair transformation. Look, he has already walked over, but why did he suddenly have this idea? Does he want to cut his hair? It's time to change his hairstyle."

A person who often played basketball with Lu Qi and others saw Wang Zixi's actions and told Lu Qi about it, with a somewhat puzzled tone.

When Lu Qi and others heard what he said, they stopped playing basketball and looked over. They just happened to see Wang Zixi knocking on the door of the dressing room. A tall and imposing boy opened the door. It was Chi Xuan.

"Hello, I... I saw this signboard of yours, which said that it can be redesigned. I want to give it a try, but... I might smell a little bit after playing ball just now..."

"I'm so sorry... S-sorry... How about I ask you when you guys are leaving? I can go back and change my clothes and come back later."

When Wang Zixi saw Chi Xuan’s tense face, he was frightened by his aura and started stuttering. His face and ears turned red because of nervousness.

"No, you can take a shower here, sir, please come in."

After Chi Xuan waited for Wang Zixi to finish speaking, he shook his head, opened the door, and continued with a tense face:

"Mr. Yu is adjusting the live broadcast equipment. You can come in and wait for a while. Don't worry, the live broadcast equipment has a privacy function and will not record you without your consent."

"Okay, okay, thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Wang Zixi was relieved when he saw that Chi Xuan's face was not tense because he was sweating. After thanking him, he followed him into the dressing room.

The conversation between Wang Zixi and Chi Xuan has entered the live broadcast room. Although the audio has been processed for privacy, everyone can hear the content. However, the fans did not pay attention to it. They are going crazy in the comment section at the moment.

Just because Yu Kouchen was adjusting the equipment, his entire face was close to the camera. The close-up beauty attack brought them a huge shock, but the bare-faced beauty Yu Kouchen knew nothing about it and was still working hard on the equipment.

"Oh, there's a little guest coming. I'll adjust the equipment right away. Please sit down for a while."

When Yu Kouchen saw Chi Xuan leading people in, he immediately stood up straight, faced the camera with his waist straight, and spoke to Wang Zixi sideways. His peach buttocks were particularly eye-catching. The fans were silent for a second, and then went crazy again.

"H-hello..."

Wang Zixi was struck by Yu Kouchen's beauty, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. She greeted him with red cheeks, and she looked dazed, and a little soft and cute.

"Hahaha, you're still a little boy with a soft personality. Don't be shy. I want to dress you up as a little Fuwa, white and chubby, so cute."

Yu Kouchen couldn't help teasing the child and laughed wildly. Wang Zixi really thought that the other party wanted to dress him up as a Fuwa. He looked at him in confusion and continued to stutter.

"Huh? I, I don't really want this."

"Mr. Yu, this gentleman may need to take a shower first. He said he just finished playing basketball and he should feel uncomfortable because of the sweat. I will take him to take a shower first."

Chi Xuan interrupted Yu Kouchen's evil taste of bullying children. After saying this, he took the confused Wang Zixi to the bathroom.

Yu Kouchen was left alone to adjust the equipment with regret. Then he bent down, put his face close, and continued to give the audience fans a beauty attack. While adjusting the equipment, he said, "Why can't I see the comments here? Can you see it? Can you see me?"

Yu Kouchen felt that he had almost finished adjusting the settings, so he sat down and looked at himself on the screen. He still didn't see any comments, so he frowned slightly and continued talking.

"Why is there no barrage? A live broadcast without barrage would be so soulless, s ...

Yu Kouchen thought about it and put his face close to the camera again. His handsome face swayed up and down and left and right on the screen, making the fans' eyes follow him.

He finally found the barrage switch and breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he turned it on, the comments section was filled with comments, most of which were saying that he was flirting.