In the morning, Qin Kong had just finished breakfast and was washing dishes when someone came in.

Looking back, it was Chen Ying and Qingxiang.

Qin Kong said in surprise: "Teacher Chen! Didn't you come here just after shooting?"

Chen Ying touched the mustache on her chin, "In your eyes, am I so big-name?"

Qin Kong smiled. When filming spring advertisements, Chen Ying was more famous than anyone else!

Wipe your hands and walk over, "Have you eaten?"

"Eat it." Chen Ying looked at Qingxiang, "You always said that it's more comfortable to wash your hair, so I want to relax." He looked up at the price list, "Come on! Teacher Qin, give me a half hour of 3,000 yuan!"

Qin Kong wanted to kick him, but he held back. He felt that he was still too cheap! How could he compare to Teacher Chen’s photo starting from 100,000 yuan!

Qingxiang smiled and said, "I originally asked you to come to the company for a meeting, but Teacher Chen said he would come to find you to wash your hair and have a meeting."

Chen Ying had already run to the flower stand, and Qin Kong walked over.

Sitting behind his head, adjusting the water temperature.

Qingxiang sat next to her with a stool and took out two photos from her bag, "This is the latest photo I just took back yesterday. This is the flower now. What style do you think is suitable for?"

Qin Kong turned his head and saw that the colors of the rose garden were very bright, and the large red photos seemed to penetrate the photos, and the photos seemed to have a fragrance.

"Very good!" Qin Kong praised, "The saturation is very high, and the shape must be bright so that it will not be overwhelmed by the rose."

Qingxiang smiled and looked at him, "This is an essential oil advertisement! Are you afraid that An Ge will be suppressed by Yan?"

"She is the spokesperson, so of course she has to complement each other. If she is overwhelmed by beauty, she will not be able to support your brand image!"

Qingxiang nodded, "I thought you were just thinking about how to make An Gemei!"

Chen Ying rolled his head on the washbasin, "Wait... don't talk, let me experience this moment."

Qingxiang stood up helplessly, "Aren't you talking about washing your hair while discussing?"

"Then I was wrong! I don't want to miss every second of Teacher Qin's half an hour!"

Qin Kong really wanted to knock him, but he still held back.

Qingxiang had no choice but to go out, listening to Chen Ying's ups and downs, and scratching her hair.

I feel it’s so hard to endure half an hour!

Chen Ying finished washing and walked out, "It feels so comfortable! I will often come and enjoy it in the future! Teacher Qin! Let's have another look!"

Qin Kong handed him the hair dryer and said, "Blow it yourself."

"What?" Chen Ying turned around.

"You often stay up late, and your hair is not easy to make. You have a little oily and slightly lost hair. Fortunately, the base is large and it can be covered. Instead of knocking it over and washing your hair, it is better to sleep for a while."

Chen Ying looked at him and was unhappy, so he didn't pick up the hair dryer, "You blow it for me."

"You have your hair cut right now?"

"Yes! Last time I went to Milan, my hair grew longer, so I found a barber shop on the street. I praised me for that! I kept asking me which barber cut it? I said that our barber cut it in Yanguo. I gave me a thumbs up at that time!"

Chen Ying smiled and said, "I'll let him shorten according to the shape you cut, and there are photos for reference. Isn't that okay?"

"Okay." Qin Kong nodded. He held the blowing air in one hand and quickly pulled his hair with the other.

"Teacher Qin, your hand speed..."

Qin Kong stopped and looked at him.

"Don't stop!"

Qin Kong continued again, and Chen Ying watched his hands flying on his head, stunned!

Soon, Qin Kong put down the hair dryer and looked at the dazed Chen Ying, "Isn't it good?"

"It looks good!" Chen Ying suddenly pulled his hand over.

Qin Kong was stunned for a moment and immediately pulled his hand back.

"Hahaha..." Chen Ying raised his head and laughed, "Your hands are very beautiful and beautiful. Especially when it comes to styling, I should have just taken it."

Qin Kong shook his head and turned around.

Suddenly, the barber chair fell down, blocking Qin Kong's way.

Chen Ying took his hand from under the chair and held his hands on his lower abdomen. He looked at him and blinked his eyes, "Teacher Qin, you haven't shaved yet!"

Qin Kong looked down at him, this was too skillful! He was too self-conscious!

"That's more than half an hour!"

"Add a bell!"

Qin Kong really wanted to kick him, so he had to sit down again and apply essential oil on his face helplessly.

Chen Ying looked at him, "Mom Qin! You are out of patience..."

Qin Kong finally couldn't help but kick the foot of the chair, "Don't you still have a meeting?"

"Don't worry about the meeting." Chen Ying said, "Right? Mr. Qing! Don't worry, right?"

"Don't worry, no hurry!" Qingxiang scratched her hair irritably.

He got up and walked over and sat next to Qin Kong. "The red and roses are both strong, but An Ge's style is very light and flexible. How can he integrate it?"

Qin Kong turned his head to look at the bright and colorful photos, "The only thing that can suppress red is black..."

"Is it black and red?" Chen Ying said, "This has always been Liang Ange's style!"

"Black?" Qingxiang looked at the photos.

Chen Ying said again: "Don't talk! Don't talk! Let me enjoy the clock!"

Qingxiang shut up helplessly. Looking at Chen Ying's enjoyment, she grabbed her hair irritably, got up and returned to the sofa, and continued to look at the photos to ponder.

She was eager to hear Qin Kong's thoughts, but Chen Ying was enjoying it slowly here!

If I had known, I would have felt more comfortable if I didn’t tell him that Teacher Tony would wash his hair!

Chen Ying is already asleep...

The chair was standing up and opened its eyes. When it touched its stylish beard and its messy hair, all of this highlighted its delicate three-dimensional facial features and unrestrained temperament.

Stay for a while...

"There are such a beautiful man in the world!"

Qin Kong laughed, "You are Nasses! One day you will die in the mirror!"

"Hahahaha..." Chen Ying touched his beard proudly and looked in the mirror reluctantly.

Qingxiang stood up from the sofa and walked towards the flower stand, "I'm going out for a few days and wash my hair too. I'm afraid I'll get upset."

Qin Kong shook his head, "Mr. Qing, you are too impatient! You can even look in the mirror for a day!"

Just after he wet Qingxiang's hair, Chen Ying came over, "Let's not waste time. Teacher Qin, you just said to use black to press red..."

Qingxiang frowned and said, "Don't talk!"

Qin Kong laughed.

Chen Ying had no choice but to stand up, walked outside and continued to look in the mirror, turning his head around and touching his face with his hands.

Qin Kong was funny, and finally knew why he was single? Only he could catch his eyes on him!

After Qingxiang washed her hair and dried her hair, she felt beautiful and calmed down.

The three of them sat on the sofa for a meeting.

Qin Kong picked up the photo of the rose garden on the coffee table, "Red and black are classic combinations, An Ge wears black."

Qingxiang looked at the photos, "Will that not be too heavy?"

"Black is very heavy, so I'm going to let her wear a black silk skirt, which is very flowing and then cooler."

"Cheer?" Chen Ying's eyes were joking, "But I agree with the black dress you mentioned."

After hearing what they said, Qingxiang nodded. They are professionals!

Qin Kong picked up the photo of the lavender garden and said, "If you take a picture of lavender, just wear yellow clothes."

"Yellow?" Chen Ying raised his eyebrows, "Purple and yellow, even big-name designs are not many of them that look good!"

"I know." Qin Kong nodded, "It's a hedge against the color."

"Heading color?" Chen Ying's eyebrows clenched, "What the hell is it?"

"Everyone knows that when dyeing hair, use purple potion to remove yellow. Purple can flush out the yellow."

Chen Ying raised his eyebrows and couldn't understand his thoughts even more. "Do you want this large piece of purple lavender to wash away your fine artist?"

Qin Kong glanced at him, what did he mean by his delicate artist?
Chapter completed!