Under one person: I am the best hairstylist!

Dare to be angry and dare not speak is no longer enough to describe the little peach orchard trio at this moment, they don't even dare to be angry, they can only laugh embarrassedly all the time, but they laugh very ugly.

"What are the expressions of the three of you? Don't trust my barbering skills?

"No, no, absolutely nothing! We are worried about putting you tired.

"Yes, yes, we have a bit of a lot of brothers, and our hair is relatively bushy, so it's not good to be tired."

"That is, if you don't give us a knife, we can just cut each other a few brothers, and you don't have to be affected."

......

The three broken mouths couldn't finish talking, but because of the tone and accent problems, Lu Wuwei couldn't get angry at all, but he always wanted to laugh.

Just as Lu Wuwei took out the scissors and prepared to show a hand to the three of them, suddenly, a figure sneakily slipped over.

"Brother Wuwei, I remember you brought a hair dryer, right? Help me with the whole cool hairstyle, the cooler the pull, the better! Zhang Chulan whispered.

Glancing Zhang Chulan up and down, looking at the cloak he got from nowhere, Lu Wuwei pouted speechlessly.

"I refuse."

"Why?"

"Because I feel that your kid is not ready to do good things, which may affect my business."

"Okay, then borrow me a hair dryer, okay?"

"What if it breaks? You kid can spoil the awning for me, let alone the hair dryer.

"I..."

"Oh, give you a bottle of hairspray, you can make your own food."

"Thank you Brother Wuwei!"

Successfully sending Zhang Chulan away, Lu Wuwei thought for a moment and did not immediately go to give the trio a haircut to Xiaotaoyuan, but added their contact information and agreed to give them a haircut in the evening.

Now that several venues are playing, it is too late for spectators to rush back and forth to gather intelligence, and how many people are willing to waste time at his barber stall.

Now publicity is tantamount to showing the blind, and only when the game is temporarily over is the prime time for advertising!

After watching a few more matches, one also happened to have Zhang Lingyu, and he won the game easily without even using the golden light spell to crush it, and it took even less time than Feng Baobao.

When exiting the scene, Zhang Lingyu nodded to Lu Wuwei, and ignored Zhang Chulan again, making Zhang Chulan angry again.

After a while, Feng Shayan came over, it turned out that she was also a player in the first group, but she was playing in another venue.

She also won, and quite easily.

"On average, a match takes no more than five minutes to determine the winner and loser, so that today we can finish this first round of knockout or audition."

"Just now Xingtong said that a total of one hundred and twenty-eight people signed up to participate, so there will be exactly thirty-two people left after today."

"The top sixteen on the second day, the top eight on the third day, the top four on the fourth day, the two on the fifth day, the champion on the sixth day, the seventh day... Huh? Did I miscalculate such a simple math problem? Calculating

that there was a BUG, Lu Wuwei hurriedly stretched out his finger.

Just as he was about to recalculate it in the most primitive way, the referee over there suddenly announced the entry of the contestants of the B White Tiger Group, interrupting Lu Wuwei's calculation.

A fresh breeze blew, and Zhang Chulan appeared shining in a cape, but seeing him pointing to the blue sky, he bluntly said that he wanted to turn over the sky!

When it's really domineering, side leakage! It's useless Sophie at a glance!

Wait, Qingtian?

emmm...... The sky is not beautiful, and this play on a sunny day is like a neuropathy.

Also, he threatened to turn over the sky, if Tiangong still cooperated with him, what would happen to Tiangong that day?

"Alas, in fact, I didn't agree with his discharge from the hospital at the beginning, but the small money is really sweet." Lu Wuwei lamented.

"I think Brother Chu Lan's way of appearing is quite cool, you see, his opponents and the audience are shocked." Feng Xingtong said with a smile.

Lu Wuwei looked at Zhang Chulan's opponents and the audience, and said in his heart that where were they shocked, they were clearly speechless, right?

Too lazy to continue to watch Zhang Chulan pretending to fork, Lu Wuwei set his gaze on a person who quietly came to the audience.

"Chief Wang Dao also came to see the game, which one are you?" Lu Wuwei walked over and asked.

"I'm from the E group, I'll have to wait a while." Wang also said.

"Looking at your breezy appearance, it seems that you are not nervous about the game at all." Lu Wuwei said.

"I didn't think about taking the ranking, of course I'm not nervous, but Brother Lu, you look more relaxed, I heard that you also got a barber stall?" Wang Ye asked.

"Hehe, I'm not here to get rankings, I'm here to make money and make friends by the way." Lu Wuwei smiled and said, "Since Daoist Wang Ye doesn't care about the competition, do you want me to fix your hair?" If you become my first customer, I will give you a free order!

"I did not cut my hair in a while, but are you reliable?" I haven't heard of anyone doing a barbershop side business before. Wang also said.

"Haven't you heard about it now? Take a walk, go to my barber stall, I'll give you a good meal! Lu Wuwei said, pulling Wang Ye and leaving.

"Alas, alas... I haven't finished watching the game yet!

"What's so nice about this guy's game?" Besides, there is a competition later, and a haircut is important!

"What haircut matters?" When is it not possible to get a haircut?

"Nonsense, what if you repent?"

“...... I'm even more skeptical of your haircut level now! "

......

Forcibly dragged Wang Ye to the barber stall, not to mention, since Wang Ye Dao's temper is really good, he was honestly pressed on the chair by Lu Wuwei, even if his face was full of apprehension, he didn't move to resist.

"Good hair, Wang Ye Dao."

Wrapping Wang Ye around the cloth, Lu Wuwei pinched the ends of his hair and looked at him twice.

"There are not many split ends, and it is quite smooth, then I won't change the overall hairstyle for you, just repair the ends of the hair and then fix your sideburns and hairline, how?" Lu Wuwei asked.

Hearing Lu Wuwei's words, Wang Ye was slightly relieved.

"Okay, it's better to just trim your sideburns and hairline... I'm a Taoist priest who has been beaten up. Wang also said.

"Understand, don't worry, I won't cut it for you."

Patting Wang Ye's head and completely removing his bun, Lu Wuwei pinched a strand of hair and brought it to Wang Ye, and then trimmed the ends of the split ends neatly in front of Wang Ye with a blazing cut.

"Can you look at this length?" Lu Wuwei asked.

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes and nodded: "Imperial Artifact Art? I didn't expect you to be a person with the ability to make a royal thing.

"What didn't you expect about that?" Or did you think I should be somebody? Lu Wuwei asked as he continued pruning.

"It's not, it's just a little surprised, after all, there are not many people with imperial abilities." Wang Ye said, and then paused: "It's the first time I've seen scissors as a weapon... I hadn't even heard of it before. "