Huayu: Nobody understands top celebrities better than me.

To be honest, Lin Yu was genuinely a little nervous when he saw the message from Li Yitong.

This has nothing to do with his state of mind; it's simply because, as a scumbag, he genuinely felt guilty.

However, after carefully considering the meaning behind Li Yitong's message, he relaxed.

After all, it was Li Yitong who suggested a temporary separation.

"I just don't know how she knew she was a junior."

After thinking for a moment, he smiled. Lin Yu wasn't foolish enough to ask whatever came to mind. Instead, he skipped the part about the junior schoolgirl and started replying to her other messages one by one.

After that, he opened his chat with Meng Ziyi and began to read the messages sent by this junior schoolmate.

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Meng Ziyi: Senior, these are all the books you lent me. Can you take a look and see if these are all of them?

Meng Ziyi: Senior, what year are you in?

Seeing the other person calling him "senior" repeatedly, Lin Yu couldn't help but rub his forehead. So that's how they knew.

He didn't offer much comment, but instead clicked on the photo.

At first glance, the photo shows several books stacked together, held by Meng Ziyi, revealing the titles of the books.

But when Lin Yu looked closely, he found that below the novel was a patch of plump, white flesh.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed those well-proportioned thighs.

Lin Yu's lips curled up slightly.

This junior schoolgirl isn't as innocent and naive as she seems on the surface.

However, he didn't call her out on it. Instead, he casually sent her an "ok" emoji and then ignored her.

For girls who seem to be attracted by their own beauty, you need to know how to create an air of mystery!

After the brief chat ended, Lin Yu sat up silently and casually opened his mosquito net.

He stood on the ground and stretched.

After cooking some noodles and eating them quickly, Lin Yu, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly felt a little bored.

These days, ever since he was reborn and began preparing for "The Ferryman," he has been working non-stop.

Now that things have suddenly stopped, I'm actually feeling a bit idle.

After fiddling with his phone for a while, Lin Yu opened the chat window with his agent.

After a moment's hesitation, he quickly sent her a message.

About twenty minutes later, there were three knocks on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

Lin Yu stood on the carpet, changed into sneakers, and opened the door.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Yan asked hurriedly as she looked Lin Yu over, but couldn't see anything amiss.

Lin Yu waved his hand: "I'm on vacation for a few days. I'm planning to get my hair done and buy some clothes, so I need an assistant with good taste."

Hearing this, Xu Yan first breathed a sigh of relief, then became somewhat speechless: "You scared me to death! You suddenly called me over without saying what happened, and you didn't reply to my messages. I thought something had happened."

Lin Yu was taken aback. He picked up his phone and realized that Xu Yan had indeed called him quite a few times.

"I was just tidying up this pile of clothes and didn't check my phone." Lin Yu pointed to the pile of clothes on the sofa that had a strong non-mainstream, punk vibe.

Xu Yan looked at the two bags of clothes with a puzzled expression: "Aren't these all quite nice? Are you going to put them away?"

"I'm planning to donate them. Could you help me see if there's a suitable way? But these aren't urgent. Let's go get a haircut first."

With that, Lin Yu quickly led Xu Yan out the door, then locked the door with two clicks before pressing the elevator button.

Li Yitong is fine in every other way, except that she's a bit territorial, like a kitten.

Last time on the set of "The Pendulum", Peng Xiaoran brought some food to Lin Yu and stepped into Lin Yu's room, which successfully triggered her jealousy.

Moreover, this is a shared apartment for the two of them, so he wouldn't dare let any other women in.

Upon seeing this, Xu Yan was slightly taken aback, but still nodded and quickly searched for the most popular hairstyles on her phone.

There's nothing we can do; he's the boss.

The two hailed a taxi and soon arrived at a brightly decorated barbershop in a corner.

Lin Yu hadn't touched his hair in a while. On the one hand, he genuinely didn't have the time, and on the other hand, this level of long hair wasn't anything special in the era when the "Shamate" style was all the rage; in fact, it even seemed to blend in with the environment.

"Hello, welcome." A receptionist, dressed casually but with a huge clump of hair on her head, greeted us.

Lin Yu's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything. This was the last vestige of the "Shamate" style.

This hairstyle is common in internet cafes and barbershops.

"I'm getting a haircut, and then I'll probably get a perm, a foil perm," Lin Yu said concisely, without mincing words.

Seeing this, the person pursed their lips slightly and swallowed back the words about applying for a membership card that were about to be uttered.

"Then I recommend you choose our Tony the stylist." As he spoke, he pointed to the man with a buzz cut who was sitting behind the front desk playing on his phone.

Lin Yu helplessly touched his chin. These days, hairstyles are either frighteningly long or frighteningly short.

Fortunately, he had already planned his hairstyle before coming. If he had been left to his own devices, who knows what kind of result the stylist would have given him.

"Okay, let's go with him."

After washing his hair, the hairstylist Tony quickly took out aluminum foil, clearly intending to start perming it right away.

Seeing this, Lin Yu quickly stopped him.

"First, trim the hair three centimeters shorter. Remember, it's shorter. Just tidy up the inner layers of hair, and then you can perm it." Lin Yu spoke clearly and precisely, leaving no room for the hairdresser to improvise.

"Damn, this is ridiculous, bro. Your hair isn't even that long, how are we going to give you a perm if we cut it short? Besides, haircuts are supposed to allow for some creative freedom."

Tony was a little unhappy.

"Just do as I say." Lin Yu waved his hand, not wanting to negotiate when it came to his hairstyle.

"Damn it, fine then, you still have to pay even if it's not good-looking." He shouted, with a strange accent.

Lin Yu nodded; that was for sure.

As the other person took out scissors and began trimming, Lin Yu's eyes remained fixed on them.

Xu Yan sat to the side and couldn't help but smile. Only at this moment did she realize that her boss was just a 22-year-old young man.

After the haircut was finished, Lin Yu took the hairdryer from Tony and opened a box of hair clay next to him with his other hand, starting to style his hair.

Then, a hairstyle with textures resembling the Morgan perm of later generations quickly appeared on Lin Yu's head.

At first glance, its refreshing feel is palpable.

In fact, most of the requirements Lin Yu gave were based on the hairstyles of Morgan Perm in later generations.

After all, the Morgan perm hasn't been introduced to China yet.

He could only resort to this indirect method to achieve his goal.

However, this method also has some drawbacks. The hair is still permed, and if you don't style it every morning after waking up, it really does look a bit like a "punk" style.

The only difference is that his hairstyle is much shorter than that of the "emo" style.

Xu Yan watched from the side, her eyes somewhat dazed. She had just yawned, how did Lin Yu go from a 'sea urchin' to a handsome guy?!

After paying, the two walked out of the barbershop carrying the hair clay they had bought.

"Boss, is there anything you don't know how to do?"

Xu Yan let out a sigh, somewhat stunned.

Lin Yu tilted his head and smiled brightly: "There really is."

Xu Yan gave her a questioning look.

"Have a baby!"