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The picture of Wang Xingren braiding Sun Shaoning's pigtails in a wig attracted a wave of people to come in and take pictures.

Sun Shaoning knew that they might have this effect, but when he looked up and saw a bunch of cameras, he felt like a monkey for no reason. He couldn't sit still and said, "Huang'er, find me a piece of cloth."

Xiao Huang said confusedly, "What are you doing?"

Sun Shaoning pointed to the onlookers on the opposite side: "Covered face, I am stunned by the stranger's camera."

Xiao Huang was going to let him go to the stall to sell his jokes, but when he heard this, he was a little annoyed: "You say I want you for what use!"

Sun Shaoning ignored her, and said in a tone of chasing ducks, "Go."

Xiao Huang cowardly went to the shelf and flipped under the shelf. The handkerchief was too small, and the drape was covered with light veil, which wrapped her face like an Indian dancer. She was in a dilemma. The witty Liu Zhongqing came to offer a plan in time, and Xiao Huang smiled happily Disappeared in the crowd.

Not long after she ran back, she had a dozen more peripheral masks bought from other stalls, all of which were half-faced, made of plastic imitation silver or copper, and matched with Hanfu.She sent one to everyone, and everyone thought it was mysterious to wear it uniformly, so they buckled it on their heads for fun.

Sun Shaoning hid half of his true face, and then started a small puzzle game, playing quietly like a chicken.

The crowding effect gradually increases the number of people in the stall. Although most of them are just passing by, there are also people who look at the clothes, which makes the fitting room an unsuitable place to stay for a long time.

Those two had been going in for a while, Xiao Huang greeted the waiting soft girl to be safe and calm, and shouted inside through the curtain: "God Yang, are you alright?"

At this time, Yang Zhengang was halfway through the joy, and when he heard the words, he agreed, picked up his cotton coat and came out.

Quan Wei didn't stop him, he followed behind like a shadow, with the "Fenghuo" and Sun Shaoning's jacket under his arms, he was quite generous in some respects, he didn't have the appearance of Yang Zhen, he was alone The domineering mind of secretly appreciating.

Xiao Huang saw that the entrance of the curtain was still empty one second before, and a person suddenly appeared in the next second. The Zen robe made of tulle was fluttering as he walked around. The moment Xiao Huang saw the overall image of Yang Zhen, Xiao Huang immediately I feel that this person and this color and this suit are really destined.

She was an art student, and there are many people who look better than Yang Zhen in school and circles, but there are only some talents who are suitable for ancient costume modeling, that is, classical beauties as the saying goes.Yang Zhen is really suitable for wearing Hanfu. He has the feeling of a literati or a prince.

Xiao Huang strolled over with eyes full of love, and started to praise himself when he disagreed with each other: "Ah Nima, I have an eye for picking clothes, is there anything in my mouth?"

Liu Zhongqing blinked and said, "Yes! From now on, talent doesn't matter anymore, I'm Yan Fan now."

Wang Xingren took time out of his busy schedule to take a look, wishing he had 4 hands: "Wait for me! Ning Shao's place will be ready soon, I'm really looking forward to their complete look haha."

Yang Zhen was used to their blah, so he smiled without pride or rebuttal, and didn't say anything, just seeing that they put on a mask collectively on their faces, and he didn't know what it was.

Only Zhuo Qi had true love for the killer, and was not too affected by Yang Zhen's changes. Seeing that Quan Wei came out just as he entered, he couldn't hide his disappointment and said, "Brother Quan, why didn't you try?"

Quan Wei gave a flat "hmm" in response, and said, "They just have to try."

Xiao Huang felt that Quan Wei was not very good at talking, so he came over and bumped Zhuo Qi's shoulder, muttering: "Don't force others to make things difficult, Brother Quan doesn't want to try it."

Zhuo Qi said amusedly: "Got it, the unpopular person I'm a fan of will walk down even on her knees."

Wang Xingren's movements are very fast, and he ended Sun Shaoning's hairstyle in less than 10 minutes. In fact, when men in ancient times became adults, their hair was basically tied up, but it really looks better with half of it down, so it is between respecting history and looking good. , she resolutely chose to bow her head to the latter, and only tied half of it with a synthetic white jade crown and hairpin.

After finishing the work, she still wanted to draw eyebrows and eyeliner for Sun Shaoning, so scared that Sun Shaoning got up before finishing the game, and hurriedly pulled Yang Zhen to top the tank, and then he himself was pushed by Xiao Huang to the door to stand guard.

Sun Shaoning was already tall, wearing Hanfu and a mask, it was difficult for anyone passing by to ignore him.

He doesn't mind being looked at, but just standing there with nothing to do, Sun Shaoning wanted to pull Quan Wei to talk nonsense, but Quan Wei didn't have time to pay attention to him, and he just sat in the corner watching that girl do Yang Zhen's hair.

Sun Shaoning left a mask for Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen put it on, and his facial features could not be seen clearly, so some onlookers secretly took photos of Quan Wei, and when Quan Wei noticed it, he also asked Xiao Huang for a mask, and took his own Half of the face was blurred.

Wang Xingren has a picture book with many hairstyles in it. She handed it to Yang Zhen and said, "Which one do you like?"

Yang Zhen flipped through it and found that there were many very complicated women's buns inside. He said in surprise, "Can you know how to tie all these?"

Wang Xingren noticed that he used an old-fashioned word, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "I can only follow the gourd, use wigs to piece together a similar look, and even if I can figure it out, I can't do it now." Very few girls have so much and so long hair."

"That's amazing," Yang Zhen said sincerely, "Actually, if you really want to use real hair to make these buns, there should be few girls with enough hair in ancient times, and many people also use fake hair. .”

Wang Xingren has been interested in making hair since he was a child, and he has done a lot of research in this area. He knows that ancient ladies all used buns, but it is amazing for Yang Zhen to understand these things as a man. She said in surprise: " You know all this, right? You’re too knowledgeable, my brother.”

Yang Zhen waved her hand unbearably, and said evasively, "I saw it when I was reading a novel."

Then he went to exchange knowing eyes with Quan Wei in a funny way, he still can't afford to wear such a high hat of knowledge, at best he just has some personal experience.

In the old days in the capital of the Central Plains, buns were especially popular, made of wire braided hair, fake buns with linen sticky hair, wooden wooden buns, treasure buns, etc. For a while, Youlang bought girls' hair in the city wantonly. Because of the rules of Shouzhi's parents, ordinary people will not sell their hair unless they have to, so the price of hair is not low.

Yang Zhen suddenly remembered something. Ah Wan didn't have much hair, and she knew it was not good-looking, so she went to the hairdressing agency in the city and bought a pair of long hair, and wrapped it in her hair to pretend to be a tiger. But these are all things of the past.

Hanfu is what Quan Wei wants to see, so Yang Zhen also asked him to choose the hairstyle. He spread the album and looked up and asked the person standing: "Which one should you choose?"

Quan Wei: "You have the final say."

So Yang Zhen chose a chivalrous man's head, half of which was tied up with a hair band, and the other half was just draped like that.

This hairstyle is very simple, you only need a rubber band, and then pick a part from the inside to wrap around the ponytail, and then wrap it tightly with a hair band, so that others can see the decorations on the hair band from the front That's it.

Wang Xingren can do it in 2 minutes, but just after she finished her high ponytail, there was an episode. Yang Zhen's cell phone rang, so she had to let go and let Yang Zhen bow his head to answer the phone.

The call was from Dong Ruxiu, who said something over there, but due to the hustle and bustle of the venue and signal problems, Yang Zhen only heard half of it.

Dong Ruxiu: "Brother Yang, don't...the Lord asks us...what did you read...and no one came..."

Yang Zhen's comprehension ability couldn't understand what he originally wanted to express: "Xiao Dong, the communication conditions here are not good, and I can't hear what you are saying clearly. Can you hear me?"

Dong Ruxiu struggled to distinguish his voice from the noise, but the result was not particularly optimistic. He said loudly, "I can't hear you clearly either. Brother Yang, can you read WeChat? I'll send you a WeChat message?"

At any rate, Yang Zhen heard the word "WeChat" and quickly agreed.

However, his mobile phone network couldn't compete with others, so Quan Wei opened a hotspot for him.

Dong Ruxiu: Sweating.jpg, Brother Yang, the eldest sister of Daguanyuan Villa asked us, why hasn't there been any movement from the tenant we agreed to find for her?

Yang Zhen didn't expect that this matter was not over yet, so he typed and asked: The tenant can't accept her conditions, didn't you tell her?

Wang Xingren stood behind him bored, when his eyes accidentally swept across his screen, his eyes suddenly paused somewhere, but no one noticed her tiny movement.

Dong Ruxiu: Tears flow into a bed.jpg, no, I forgot.

Yang Zhen: Next time, don’t forget to ask questions. You can block the client and say that the client hasn’t given any news. You can ask her now, and then tell her the result.

Dong Ruxiu typed for a long time this time: Brother Yang, I made a mistake. When I went to record the house, I told her that the client would definitely be satisfied, and I promised to rent it out to her soon. I was afraid she would complain. I.

Yang Zhen didn't know what to say about him for a while, so the lesson was avoided. Now he came to ask for help, but he deserved to say sympathy, because the intermediary business is most taboo to make promises to customers casually.

Seeing him staring at the phone in a daze, Quan Wei bent down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Zhen showed him the screen of his mobile phone. Quan Wei had no relationship with Dong Ruxiu, so he typed in the box after reading the hands-on: If you don't want to keep lying, then tell the truth to others.

It's just that Quan Wei didn't click send after typing, this was just his opinion, it was up to Yang Zhen to decide whether to delete or send.

Yang Zhen hesitated for seven or eight seconds, and still sent it unchanged. He really doesn't like to offend people, but in a person's life, it is true that every sentence and every moment can't be nice.

Dong Ruxiu didn't come back for a while, maybe it hurt her self-esteem, but she also wanted to repent. Yang Zhen didn't know, so she temporarily put down the phone and said to Wang Xingren who was waiting, "I'm sorry, I'm fine."

"It's okay," the girl smiled, and instead of continuing the unfinished work, she suddenly said, "God Yang, I just accidentally saw Daguanyuan on the chat interface of your phone. I didn't mean it, so don't be angry. I just think it’s a coincidence that my home is there.”

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment. Although he and Daguanyuan only heard about the connection from his colleagues, but being able to have one more conversation with a friend he just met made him feel that the world is quite small.

He said it didn't matter, and Wang Xingren said out of context: "God Yang, do you want to rent a house in Daguanyuan? I have a group of owners, and I can ask for you if necessary."

Yang Zhen never expected that the villa that Zhong Haihan wanted to rent for 1000 yuan would appear out of thin air at this Hanfu purchase and face-to-face meeting.