"Then, Mr. Lucas, what should I say?" Tang Qian asked.

Without hesitation, Lucas opened his mouth and said: "You should have asked me to help you with styling, styling!!! You.kno???"

Doing styling?

After Tang Qian heard this, he was almost shocked because he had never come across this word in his previous life or in this life. Doing modeling? Isn't it just to make everyone look less like a ghost or a ghost?

What is there to be proud of???

Tang Qian glanced at Lucas's hair again, and said with a burst of bitterness in his heart: "That's it, Mr. Lucas, I am a basketball player, so I can't use your awesome styling.

do you think so?"

"Are you a basketball player? Yes, you are so tall. If you don't play basketball, there is nothing else you can do." Lucas muttered a few words, and then said: "Then I understand, please sit down."

Alas, it is really unlucky. If I am labeled as "non-mainstream" and "shamate", then I will shave my head at the worst. Anyway, in basketball, bald people are not uncommon, and it is not surprising.

With a spirit of "fearlessness" and "great sacrifice", Tang Qian sat in front of Lucas, and then he closed his eyes tightly, looking like a "heroic sacrifice".

About two hours later, Tang Qian was "told" to open his eyes. When Tang Qian opened his eyes, he was stunned.

This...who is this?

how……

Why are you so handsome???

Looking at Tang Qian's "dumbfounded" look, Lucas said proudly: "How about it? This is the 'perfect hairstyle' I designed based on your head shape, which combines the toughness of the United States and the softness of the Orientals.

Isn’t it very beautiful?”

Tang Qian looked at himself in the mirror and could only nod blankly. Although this "short hair" looked ordinary, no matter from which side it looked, it was extremely delicate, as if it was "tailor-made" for him.

This...barber shop is good.

It looks like I will come here more often in the future.

Tang Qian said secretly in his heart.

Next, it’s time to buy clothes.

But this buying clothes is completely different from buying clothes in Tang Qian's impression.

As a person of "two generations", Tang Qian usually spends less than half an hour shopping for clothes. But today, he saw the power of "certain women". It took him several hours to try on many things.

Not to mention a set of clothes and pants, but he didn't buy any of them. After visiting two more stores, Tang Qian finally couldn't help it and "complained" to Hannah in front of him: "Hannah, what do we want?"

How long do you want to visit?”

"I don't know, I have to go shopping until I buy the right clothes." Hannah casually answered Tang Qian while looking at the surrounding stores.

"Until you buy the right clothes?" Tang Qian stayed for a few seconds and said loudly: "Are the ones just now inappropriate? I think they all look pretty!"

"nononono~" Hannah shook her head and said: "Those clothes just now, when worn on Mr. Perm, can only be called good-looking. They are far from good-looking!"

"What?!"

Tang Qian almost lost his temper and said.

I don't know how much time passed, but after Tang Qian had become "mechanized", Hannah finally decided on a set of clothes, and then asked Tang Qian to wear it, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Not bad, not bad,

This suit looks very beautiful on Mr. Perm, and it matches Miss Swift's dress very well. Well, that's it! Madam, we want this suit. Please swipe your card to pay.

"

With the attentive service of the female owner of this store, Tang Qian and Hannah finally walked out of the commercial street and got back into the Porsche.

"Oh~ Oops, I spent a little too much time buying clothes. Mr. Perm, please fasten your seat belt, we have to speed up!" After saying that, Hannah drove out.

Tang Qian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was already "tired" and "numb" and didn't want to say any more "nonsense".

Damn it, this is more tiring than playing two consecutive basketball games!

Next time I try to "help" like this, I'll beat myself to death and I won't even accept it.

Finally, there’s makeup!

That's right, it's makeup. Tang Qian bets that he has never tried makeup in his life, oh, no, in his two lives. He didn't expect that this record would end today.

Alas, I'm just helping people to the end and sending Buddha to the West. Since I agreed to it, I'll just make peace with it now that I've come.

After another few hours of "faffing around", just when Tang Qian was almost drowsy, Hannah next to him suddenly smiled and said: "Mr. Tang, I have already done it for you, you can see for yourself

.”

Got it done? Holy shit, I’m finally free!!!

After hearing what Hannah said, Tang Qian immediately became energetic. When he opened his eyes, he was stunned.

Who is that person in the mirror opposite?

it's me?

"How about the perm sir, are you satisfied with this makeup?" Hannah asked from the side.

"Satisfied." Tang Qian nodded calmly, because at this moment, his heart was already filled with turbulent waves and rocks.

Is this, is this the makeup technique of old Americans?

This is makeup!

It’s like a head change!

Of course, Tang Qian didn't know that the team that had just put on his makeup was the top makeup team in the American fashion industry, especially the chief makeup artist Suri Kingston, who was the leader among them. In other words, among their

In the palm of my hand, even if you look as miserable as Sister Feng, it can instantly change your face and turn you into a beauty that will conquer the entire country.

Most people would never be able to afford a makeup team of their level. Tang Qian didn't understand these things, so he felt at ease and took advantage of them.

"Oh, Mr. Tang, it's getting late. We should leave. Otherwise, Miss Swift will be angry if we are late." Hannah interrupted Tang Qian's "self-appreciation".

"Okay, then where are we going?" Tang Qian smiled and asked awkwardly.

"Nokia Center Los Angeles." Hannah said smoothly.

……………………

"This, this is the Nokia Center in Los Angeles???" Tang Qian said with a trembling tone as he looked at this huge, brightly lit square.

"Yes, it's right here, Mr. Perm," Hannah replied.

"No, there's no mistake, right? Why do you want me to come to a place like this?" Tang Qian said feeling his throat was a little dry.

"Of course I'm attending this year's American Music Awards. Didn't Ms. Swift tell you?"

Looking at Hannah's confused eyes, Tang Qian felt like he had been "cheated". What was the American Music Awards? No matter how stupid he was, Tang Qian had never heard of the name of this award. As one of the three major music award ceremonies in the United States, this award

The weight inside is self-evident.

Tang Qian looked at this huge square with bright lights and green lights. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his head. He turned around, looked at Hannah and asked: "What's Miss Swift's full name?"

?”

"Ah?" Hannah glanced at Tang Qian in confusion, but still said: "Of course it's Tate Swift. Mr. Tang, aren't you asking questions knowingly?"

"Tate..."

"Tate Swift... No wonder she asked me that..." Tang Qian stood still for a few seconds, then smiled bitterly and whispered to himself: "It turns out she is really a big star..."
Chapter completed!