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A month ago, when Han Jue woke up from his slumber and headed for the other world outside the door for the first time, he was ready to face all challenges, whether it was loneliness, suffering, battle or sacrifice.
Because he had passively accepted the gift or curse, Han Jue told himself that this life was an extraneous one, and what else in this world could make him afraid.
In fact, there is. He is afraid of forgetting the past.
"Is it too late to quit now?" Han Jue lay on the sofa, facing the back of the chair, with the back of his head facing Guan Yi, who was sitting on the sofa opposite. Han Jue's question was reflected off the sofa and reached Guan Yi's ears.
"It's too late." Guan Yi drank some boiled water while waiting for the program team to come.
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Yesterday, at the strong request of foreign friends, Han Jue once again participated in the rap competition at Seven Mile Bar. Following the success of the guys who challenged [Youth Road] last time, Han Jue succeeded in defending this time. In total, [Youyi Road] severely stepped on the face of the [Youth Road] rap group twice.
Escaped from his friends' invitation to "drink until dawn", Han Jue came back late at night, took a quick shower and fell asleep.
In the morning, when Han Jue was exercising with a tired look on his face, Guan Yi rang the doorbell.
The recording time was set at 10 o'clock, but Guan Yi came at 7:30. Han Jue was very angry after opening the door. Because Guan Yi came empty-handed, Guan Yi didn't even know the social etiquette of bringing breakfast when visiting in the morning.
Before Han Jue could question the other party¡¯s manager¡¯s responsibilities.
Guan Yi made a preemptive strike: "Change your clothes and let's go to the beauty salon."
"Go to the beauty salon? No, no, no, I" Han Jue frowned, but stopped in time and said, "I haven't had breakfast yet."
¡¾so close. ] Han Jue pinched himself silently.
Han Jue almost followed the habit of his previous life and said that he would not go to that kind of place, and that he would go to a beauty salon like a man. But then he remembered that it was normal for male or female celebrities to go to beauty salons.
Guan Yi glanced at Han Jue and said, "Go to the beauty salon to get styled and eat at the same time."
Han Jue could only nod, feeling a little uneasy at the same time. This is his first time going to a beauty salon.
The car was silent all the way, and finally stopped in front of a large beauty shop.
"I'll buy you breakfast. You can sit here and find your regular stylist." Guan Yi pressed Han Jue to the seat in front of a mirror, gave Han Jue instructions, and went out.
Then a strong man with a big golden head came over carrying a small box.
"Hey, A-Han, it's been a long time." The other party opened the small box, took out the contents and put them on the table in front of the mirror. Through the mirror, he looked at Han Jue and talked and laughed.
"Ha, really, I can't remember clearly." Han Jue also responded with a polite smile through the mirror.
The blond oily man smiled and shook his head, then came behind Han Jue, looked at Han Jue's hair, and touched it. He immediately looked up at Han Jue in the mirror, frowned and said, "What happened? How long has it been since you took care of yourself?"
Han Jue¡¯s eyes were turning left and right, and he really couldn¡¯t think of how to answer.
"Let me say it again, who does your hair belong to? It belongs to me. So you are too lazy to ask my opinion next time." The blond oil-head stared seriously into Han Jue's eyes and said.
¡¾You can pull it down. Why does my hair belong to you? ] Han Jue was thinking this in his heart, but in the mirror he looked sincere, nodded and said, "Okay."
"You dyed and permed your hair too many times when you were young. Don't be too lazy to take good care of your hair. Otherwise, your hair will go bald after you turn thirty." The blonde greasy head muttered while arranging Han Jue's mid-length hair.
After Han Jue heard this, he was shocked and immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He sincerely expressed with his eyes that he would not let himself go bald at the age of thirty and would definitely take good care of his hair.
Later, Guan Yi bought soup dumplings and asked Han Jue to eat them quickly before putting on makeup. Han Jue took advantage of the haircut break to stuff the soup dumplings into his mouth one by one. Fortunately, Guan Yi was more careful and kept the temperature of the soup dumplings low.
The makeup artist is another person. Finally, when the makeup was put on, Han Jue woke up from the chair.
He is so unaccustomed to it. If there is no place to sell membership cards to him, he will not cherish the tranquility he can easily get.
The final expenses are posted in the company¡¯s account,He stopped by saying "Don't damage your hairstyle".
With a sigh, in Guan Yi¡¯s sight, Han Jue dragged his slippers to the entrance.
The doorbell was still ringing, and Han Jue was standing in front of the door thinking about something.
When the doorbell rang for the third time, Han Jue raised his head.
"You don't want a persona, right? Then I won't show you a persona. ¡¿
He patted his cheek, took a deep breath, straightened his back, and opened the door.
A camera was placed on the shoulder and pointed at Han Jue. There is a person holding a radio pole hanging in the sky outside the camera. In addition, facing Han Jue directly was a middle-aged fat uncle, followed by a little girl wearing a mask. There are some staff standing here and there.
Han Jue was already prepared for what was happening outside the door. He nodded, then looked at his watch and said, "It's quite on time."
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(PS author¡¯s words: Do you think the protagonist is hypocritical mainly because he doesn¡¯t want to fall in love??? Not entirely true. What he is more afraid of is that his true personality will be exposed in front of the camera. From the description in the first chapter to the present, the protagonist has always been a very useless person. People who have a sense of security, suffered from persecution paranoia or something like that, and had low self-esteem in their previous lives.
In this world, only wearing a mask can give him some room to breathe. But now that he is in front of the camera, every expression of his is magnified a hundred times and can be seen by countless people. This is very difficult for the protagonist. It's as unsafe as having no clothes on. Psychological problems cannot be sympathized with, so I don¡¯t know if everyone understands this explanation after writing so much. ) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com