I Really Didn’t Want to Be Famous

the next day.

The weather is fine and the sun is bright.

Lu Yuan yawned slowly amid Wang Jinxue's helpless knock on the door until noon.

"How did you sleep till now..."

"The Emperor's Internal Classic says that winter is coming..."

"Less nonsense... "The Emperor's Internal Classic" makes you sleep late until noon?"

"Hey...No way, a person's bed is a bit cold, so I have to cover it to warm it up, so I cover the day, look at my dark circles, is it lack of sleep?"

"So the reason you slept until noon was because you stayed up late?"

"Cough, cough, forget it."

"Is there something in "The Emperor's Internal Classic" that made you stay up late in the winter?"

"Cough...cough..."

Lu Yuan was embarrassed.

For a while, I don't know how this lie should be rounded up.

It is true that staying up late is not advocated in the "Huangdi Neijing", as this book says that you must go to sleep when it gets dark.

Sleeping in dark...

How can Lu Yuan do it?

"From now on, go to bed early at night, and get up early in the morning is the kingly way...Look at how messy your hair is, and quickly comb it..." Wang Jinxue looked at Lu Yuan's styling of Matt, and immediately wanted to help herself. Lu Yuan justified it.

"Isn't this brushing my teeth and washing my face... After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I am also radiant."

"Go on the side..."

………………………………

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Lu Yuan looked at his hair.

I haven't treated my hair for a while, but my hair is quite long, especially the front bangs, which can cover my eyes if I put it down a little bit.

He suddenly remembered the era of killing Matt in the original world.

In that era, everyone was holding a mobile phone and playing songs all over the street. At the same time, their hair was straight and dyed, and the hair was like a super Saiyan, shaking his head every now and then. , A handsome look extremely narcissistic.

At this moment, Lu Yuan's mind suddenly came up with the song "Broth Girl, How Beautiful".

At the same time, this song is like brainwashing, and it has been reverberating in Lu Yuan's mind.

Lyrics of Na Lahong!

The picture of X, the rebellious youth, the sad era of washing, cutting and blowing...

Special!

Don't be too brainwashed, okay?

and many more!

The era of killing Matt in this world doesn't seem to be popular?

seem……

It seems that there is no age of Divine Comedy?

After washing up, Lu Yuan thought about the world in his mind, and as he thought about it, the corner of his mouth showed a slight curve.

"Hello, Mr. Lu..."

"Ok."

When he first walked to the lobby downstairs, Lu Yuan saw Wang Xiaoyang sitting in the corner of the company eating bread.

The whole person looks lonely.

Nonsense, after all the company can go to the Spring Festival Gala, and the rest are idle people like Lu Yuan...

Can Wang Xiaoyang not be alone?

Wang Xiaoyang's little fresh meat is pretty good. After joining the company for so long, he has been working hard and conscientiously, and Lu Yuan has a good impression of him.

Of course, the only regret is that Wang Xiaoyang entered the company too late.

Arriving late, Lu Yuan couldn't arrange him to the Spring Festival Gala.

"and many more!"

"Mr. Lu... Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Hmm... your hair seems to be quite long."

"Mr. Lu, I'll shave it right away, I...I'll go now..." Wang Xiaoyang immediately swallowed the bread and looked at Lu Yuan tremblingly, as if he was about to shave his head.

"Don't, don't shave for now, I think it's good..."

"what?"

"Well, the image is good, it fits the type of killing Matt."

"Kill Matt?" Wang Xiaoyang was taken aback.

"Xiaoyang, get a haircut, make a few more holes in your jeans, and... well, how about dyeing your hair a bit?" Lu Yuan continued to look at Wang Xiaoyang, and then laughed deeply. ,seem……

Quite a sense of age.

"This..." Wang Xiaoyang opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond to Lu Yuan for a while.

At first he felt that Lu was always talking irony, but now after seeing Mr. Lu’s expression, he suddenly felt that his own Mr. Lu was not talking irony...

And it feels like this?

"Xiaoyang, how are you singing?"

"Also... okay."

"Sing to the braces girl to listen to it?"

"what?"

"Cough, cough, I mean, just come and listen."

"okay."

Wang Xiaoyang swallowed, took a deep breath, and let out a little bit of voice.

"Okay! Not bad, it's a good voice!" Lu Yuan was instantly excited when he heard Wang Xiaoyang's voice!

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoyang's face flushed, he really didn't quite adapt to Mr. Lu's gaze.

This look made him feel...

Very hairy.

"By the way, Xiaoyang, do you want to try to lead a... era?" Lu Yuan stared at him suddenly!

Staring very seriously!

"Huh? Mr. Lu, I...I can't...I..."

"It's not whether you can do it, or I want to ask you, do you want to try to lead an era, or if there is a chance to make you popular, would you like to try?"

"I...I...I do!"

"Um...follow me, I will send a haircut..."

Lu Yuan touched his chin.

He suddenly laughed.

The smile was unusually permeating.

I don't know why, the tone of "bracket girl, how beautiful" appeared in his mind.

And when I remembered this tune, I remembered that era.

Hey……

What an era missed!

People who don’t know this world...

What do you think of this era?

"Oh oh oh."

Wang Xiaoyang vomited a little bit and entered the office with Lu Yuan and stood there.

I don't know why, but he is both excited and uneasy.

Mr. Lu said that leading an era is really exciting, but he also finds it weird...

I……

Really?

He watched Lu Yuan drew a head, and then he had a set of hairstyles on his head.

After Lu Yuan took a look, he thought it was okay.

Very satisfied.

Wang Xiaoyang felt a little dazed after seeing her hairstyle.

How come I haven’t seen this hairstyle?

This……

This stuff...

How do you feel that the style of painting is not right?

Is Mr. Lu now crossing the border into the barber industry?

Hair stylist?

"Go to the hairdresser and ask him to help you with this hairstyle, and come back to see me when it's finished... Anyway, let's take a look at the effect of washing, cutting and blowing."

"???"

"Go..."

"it is good."

Holding this haircut, Wang Xiaoyang suddenly felt a bit deviant.

"correct……"

"what?"

"Dye the color, or else, dye it into that natural color..."

"what colour?"

"Just green, green looks very close to nature..."

"???"

………………………………

"Hello, Mr. Wang..."

"your hair……"

"It's... Mr. Lu made me come like this."

"..."

"Good Brother Qian..."

"Fuck, where did the monster come from!"

"Brother Qian, this is Wang Xiaoyang."

"Huh? You...you...how did you make this ghost look?"

"..."

"Director Wei..."

"You are... you are Xiao... Xiao Wang, what's the matter with you? You... what happened to you?"

"I... Mr. Lu let me do this..."

"Bah, that's not right! I can understand your entire hairstyle. What does it mean that your color is green? You were green?"

"No... I didn't... it was me, I... Mr. Lu made me so green."

"..."

"..."

Wang Xiaoyang felt that he was hurt.

He wanted to cry.

However, he honestly knocked into Lu Yuan's office.

The whole thing is very wronged.

"Here? Well, yes...it's quite different..."

"..." Wang Xiaoyang stood aside, suddenly feeling very embarrassed.

Alternative...

This……

what can I do?

"In the future, let's develop into the music world..."

"amount……"

"Xiaoyang, I will give you two songs, one should be popular among young people, and the other one is very down-to-earth and also gives people a post-modern metal art style... Which song do you want to choose? "Lu Yuan squinted at the young man.

He thought of another song just now.

He suddenly realized that another song is temporarily more suitable than that, Braces Girl.

this moment……

He laughed.

The smile was a bit piercing.

"I...I want to choose art!" Wang Xiaoyang hesitated for a while, then raised his head in disbelief.

He felt a little suffocated.

He felt like he was dreaming.

President Lu...

Mr. Lu actually wrote a song for him?

This……

Am I going to make it to the sky in one step, am I going to officially enter the music scene?

"Art...hehe, yes. Then I will give you this single first. You should practice it first. After the Chinese New Year, I will find someone to record it for you and help you promote it by the way!"

"Thank you, Mr. Lu! Thank you!" After Wang Xiaoyang took the single, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and even the green hair on his head trembled slightly.

When he took the tune, he stayed for a while.

amount?

"My Skate Shoes"?

The lyrics are...

One step, two steps, one step and two steps...

It's the pace of the devil, it's the devil's...

pace?

Wang Xiaoyang looked at the tune again and hummed slightly.

He always feels that something is wrong.

"Mr. Lu, this...what way to sing?"

"That's how I sang, at the beginning, first of all, one night, my mother asked me, today..." Lu Yuan recalled it, and then patiently and earnestly said it to Wang Xiaoyang.

"??"

Wang Xiaoyang was stunned.

He felt that his worldview was subverted.

Don't know why, he thinks this song seems very magical.

"Mr. Lu..." He swallowed again. "Is this really what you said, grounded post-modern style metal art music?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

"How do I feel..." Wang Xiaoyang hesitated later, and then felt that he shouldn't question Mr. Lu.

After all, Mr. Lu has another identity as an artist, and yes, he is still a musician...

"Art always makes people feel weird. It's okay. Trust me, um, if you believe me, don't care about others' perspectives. As long as you do it boldly, the company will support you in the future." Lu Yuan stood up. He patted Wang Xiaoyang on the shoulder.

"Oh oh... good! That, Mr. Lu, what about the other song?"

"After you finish this single, I'll give you another song. Don't worry now. The most important thing for you now is to open up your own fame and have your own sky in the music world..."

"Oh." Wang Xiaoyang nodded, then the puzzled expression in his eyes disappeared.

I don't know why, after seeing Lu Yuan's encouraging eyes, his heart warmed instantly.

and……

It seems that Mr. Lu said that this really looks like an art?