"Luoluo, hehe..." Ying Nuo stood up and sycophantically hugged Luo Ye’s arm: "Master Mao’s skills are really impeccable, Luoluo, don’t you think?"
Luo Ye nodded: "Yes, it really looks pretty, Nuonuo, such a little lady!" The hairstyle Master Mao designed for Ying Nuo suited her well, it’s just that Master Mao isn’t from the modern fashion scene, so naturally, he couldn’t grasp the fashion elents as well as Luo Ye.
"Yep, truly ladylike!" Ying Nuo nodded her little head, looking a bit distressed. How could she say anything else in front of Master Mao?
Tang Luo was also examining her own appearance. She originally had a dium-length hairstyle with a doll-like feel, and Ah Dong had trimd it into a personalized shattered style that suited her well, not lacking in fashion elents, so she wasn’t as distressed as Ying Nuo. In her opinion, if Luo Ye were to trim it, it would look about the sa.
Master Mao stepped forward eagerly, gazing at Luo Ye: "President Luo, could you please make so minor adjustnts to these two classmates so we can also learn, please?"
"Yeah, President Luo, I usually don’t admire anyone easily, but I admire you!" The proud Ah Dong also ca over.
"Alright, you don’t have to flatter . Honestly speaking, Nuonuo and Tangtang’s new hairstyles suit their facial shapes and personalities very well. However, a slight modification here and there might make them look even better. Nuonuo, have a seat!" Luo Ye unceremoniously picked up the scissors, his scissors flying up and down, and in less than three minutes, Ying Nuo’s hairstyle underwent a fundantal change.
"The fringe is the soul, indeed it is!" Ah Dong, impressed, gave a thumbs up.
Ying Nuo’s originally thin side-swept bangs were changed by Luo Ye into thick blunt bangs. Cutting a perfect blunt bang is a real test of skill, and if not done right, it could turn into the ugliest waterlon head. Ying Nuo’s hairstyle now, amidst the quiet and soft beauty of a lady, added a hint of youthful vibrancy, instantly making her whole presence co to life.
"Mine!" Tang Luo felt an itch in her heart, anticipating what changes would happen to her.
Luo Ye examined Tang Luo’s overall hairstyle: "It suits you well, and Ah Dong’s cut has no issues, but your hair texture is coarse and stiff, looking a bit too harsh. Xiao Qing, bring the largest hair rollers."
Tang Luo jumped up scared: "Luoluo, I don’t want to perm my hair! I don’t like the poodle look, and the school doesn’t allow perming, my Grandpa would kill if he knew!"
Luo Ye pursed his lips: "Who said anything about turning you into a poodle? Just trust and sit down, or leave it as it is!"
Ying Nuo was admiring her new hairstyle in the mirror, teasing Tang Luo: "Tangtang, just leave it like that, the poodle look isn’t attractive."
Tang Luo was provoked and sat back down: "You’re just worried that I’ll look prettier than you, hmph, even if it’s a poodle, I accept it!"
Luo Ye shook his head helplessly, took the large roller, wrapped the hair from the roots, twisted it slightly and clamped it down, while Master Mao and Ah Dong watched closely, morizing every unique twist direction of Luo Ye’s rolling technique as professional hairstylists.
The perm lotion and the styling solution stayed on for 1/8 the normal perming ti before being washed off. As Luo Ye was drying Tang Luo’s hair, the girl kept covering her eyes, afraid of turning into the dreaded poodle.
"So beautiful, Luoluo, I want to perm too!" Ying Nuo’s exclamation made Tang Luo bravely open her eyes, and before she could see clearly, she quickly closed them again: "Naughty Nuonuo, are you teasing on purpose?"
"Co on, I don’t have the ti or patience for that. Luoluo, can you perm mine too, please?" Ying Nuo clung to Luo Ye’s arm and acted coquettishly, while Ah Dong and Mao were busy taking notes, having no ti to speak.
Tang Luo bravely moved her hands away, and her beautiful big eyes imdiately filled with surprise. The previously slightly harsh dium shattered hair, with the tips curled into soft arcs, and the slightly pointy top of her head was padded up, looking charmingly cute—exactly this feel. She never imagined perd hair could feel like this.
"Luoluo, I love you!" Not caring that Luo Ye was busy helping Nuonuo with her curling, Tang Luo hugged Luo Ye and gave him a big smooch!
"Luoluo, you’re biased, you didn’t want to perm mine just now!" Ying Nuo pouted unhappily.
"Your hair is flat on top, it looks good without a perm, but perming a curve would make it softer. You always baby your ’flowing locks’, don’t you? I’m worried about damaging your hair and seeing you cry." Luo Ye emphasized "flowing locks" deliberately as Nuonuo usually referred to her cherished long hair.
"For beauty’s sake, I wouldn’t cry!" Ying Nuo observed Luo Ye’s hairstyle: "Luoluo, I’ve just realized how nice your hair is, so black, shiny, and dense, just the right thickness, and it looks great even without a perm!"
Luo Ye glanced at Xiao Qing, who was staring enviously at Ying Nuo, and then instructed: "Xiao Qing, go wash your hair, I’ll design a hairstyle for you later, you’re the face of this place!"
"Thank you, President Luo!" Xiao Qing happily went to wash her hair, while several envious attendants stood at the door. Being personally attended to by the boss—what kind of treatnt was that? Yes, Luo Ye wanted to show everyone that the diligent kids get the good stuff!
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Returning ho, Luo Ye instantly received a round of lavish praise from Mom and brother, while her dad, being more reserved, examined her for a few monts, nodded with a smile, and praised with just two words: "Not bad!"
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