Micro Layered Cut?

After breakfast, Tang Song opened his wardrobe and started rummaging through it.

He didn't have many clothes, so he quickly found the few items he needed.

A loose white undershirt, black Anta Sweatpants, and a gray-black Toread Windbreaker.

He sniffed them. They were all clean, without any strange odors.

Since he didn't have Canvas Shoes, Tang Song picked out a pair of light-colored suede sneakers as a substitute to see how they looked.

After changing, he stood in front of the mirror and examined himself.

The overall look had a relaxed feel. The excess fat on his body was completely hidden, and it really made him look slimmer.

Very good!

After putting on a mask and taking a few photos, Tang Song grew more satisfied the longer he looked at them.

Especially this windbreaker. Its cut suited him even better than the outfit photo shared by that netizen.

Touching the superbly made windbreaker he was wearing, Tang Song couldn't help but sigh.

Come to think of it, she had given him this three-in-one windbreaker for his birthday last year, and he had never been willing to wear it.

Time really flew. He didn't know whether she had adapted to life in Shencheng or whether her business venture was going smoothly.

Whenever he thought of this White Moonlight from his student days, Tang Song would always feel down.

She was a true genius, dazzling ever since childhood.

She had consistently ranked in the top three of her grade in high school and had successfully gotten into Imperial Capital University, one of China's top two universities.

During college, she participated in the "Internet Plus" Entrepreneurship Competition and won a gold award.

After graduation, she hadn't chosen to sign with a major corporation. Instead, she formed a team with her classmates to start a business based on that project, successfully securing investment.

She had a clear and definite plan for her life. She was mature, rational, good at thinking, and full of curiosity and a desire to explore.

Compared to her, Tang Song was far more ordinary.

He could only be considered fairly good at studying. After graduating high school, he got into Yan City University of Science and Technology, an ordinary first-tier university outside the Double First Class programs.

Although he had worked extremely hard during college, mastered his professional knowledge well, and received several scholarships,

when he came to the Imperial Capital and truly came into contact with her work, life, and social circle,

he realized that the gap between them had only grown wider and wider, so wide that no amount of effort could bridge it.

That was also the main reason he had ultimately let go of this relationship.

Tang Song forcefully shook his head and stopped letting his thoughts run wild.

Right now, the most important thing was to improve himself. Only by truly growing could he have the ability to make up for his regrets.

Qingxin Garden was located in the center of Huaxin District, with complete supporting facilities nearby—hospitals, supermarkets, and parks were all readily available.

About a kilometer away was a large commercial complex, Yunsheng Plaza.

There was no shortage of all kinds of high-end beauty salons and barbershops.

Tang Song searched on the review APP and chose the best-rated shop based on its reputation.

As soon as he reached the entrance, he saw that it was packed with people.

Maybe because it was the weekend, combined with the shop's genuinely good reputation, a long line had already formed even though it was only nine thirty.

He had arranged to meet Xie Shuyu at noon, leaving him just over two hours.

Besides getting his hair done, he still had to buy a pair of Canvas Shoes. There was simply not enough time.

After thinking for a moment, he had no choice but to pick a less popular shop nearby on the map. Any place that could open in an area like this presumably had some real skill.

The moment he walked in, a pretty Miss came up to greet him.

Her attitude was extremely warm as she said sweetly, "Welcome! Hello, handsome. Are you here for a haircut or skincare?"

Tang Song glanced inside. There were only a few scattered customers, so he definitely wouldn't need to wait.

"I want to get my hair styled, and tidy up my eyebrows while I'm at it."

The Miss pointed at the price list on the wall and introduced, "Eyebrow trimming is a fixed price, seventy-nine yuan. We have three tiers of stylists here: regular stylists for eighty-eight yuan, senior designers for one hundred eighty-eight yuan, and our Technical Director for two hundred eighty-eight yuan. Which would you like? I'll arrange it right away!"

Tang Song didn't hesitate and said decisively, "Then let's see what your Technical Director can do."

The quality of his hairstyle affected his charm score, so naturally he had to choose the best.

Now, he didn't need to save money for a house, and he still had a huge amount of assets waiting to be unlocked. There was no need to cut corners on something like this.

"Sure thing, handsome! Put your jacket in the locker first, and I'll take you to get your hair washed!"

He walked into the shampoo room and lay down on the soft, comfortable washing bed.

The Miss thoughtfully wrapped a towel around him and adjusted the water to a comfortable temperature.

His hair was quickly soaked. A faint body fragrance assaulted his senses as her slender, delicate fingers, coated with shampoo foam, gently pressed and scratched his scalp, occasionally massaging his neck as well.

Waves of comfort washed over him from head to toe.

He had to admit, the service really was good.

After his hair was washed, Tang Song was led into a luxuriously decorated private room.

The Technical Director followed right behind him. He was a handsome middle-aged man in his forties, with tattoos, earrings, and fashionable clothes.

He walked to Tang Song's side and warmly placed a hand on his shoulder. "Good morning, handsome. I'm Li Wen, the Technical Director here. Come on, tell me what you want from your hairstyle."

Looking at himself in the mirror, Tang Song asked somewhat nervously, "Teacher Li, you're the professional. What hairstyle do you think suits me? Someone recommended a Micro Layered Cut to me. How is it?"

Li Wen held his head steady with both hands and looked him over from top to bottom for a while.

Then he said seriously, "No problem. Your face shape can absolutely pull off a Micro Layered Cut.

"Your hair is a little dry and frizzy, but we can adjust and repair it with a hair mask.

"I'll also redesign it according to your facial features to give it richer layers. It'll definitely take your looks up another level!"

"As expected of a Technical Director—professional!" Tang Song gave him a thumbs-up, finally relaxing inwardly.

Everything was going according to plan. It was going very smoothly!

Li Wen confidently raised his brows, casually pulled out a barber cape, and tied it around him.

With scissors in one hand and Tang Song's hair gathered in the other, he began working.

His movements were relaxed and fluid. One look was enough to tell that his skills were no joke!

Tang Song took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and looked forward to the coming "makeover."

Just as that netizen had said, hair directly affected a person's image. Its importance was no less than one's facial features.

A hairstyle that suited him would definitely increase his charm score.

Accompanied by the snipping sound of scissors, lock after lock of Hair Strands fell away.

More than half an hour later.

Li Wen stopped, wiped the loose hair from Tang Song's face, and said, "All done, handsome. Take a look and see if there's anything you want adjusted."

Tang Song pursed his Lips and slowly opened his eyes.

Bright light streamed in through the Floor-to-Ceiling Window, illuminating the private room. The reflection in the mirror looked especially... idiotic.

Tang Song hurriedly Raised hand and vigorously raked through his hair, as though trying to confirm something.

Perhaps because of the texture of his hair, the strands on the top of his head hung down naturally, completely lacking the fluffy volume from the photo.

The sides had been thinned and cut short, while his bangs had just passed his eyebrows. Overall, it looked like a giant bowl cut.

Tang Song's brows Jumped wildly as he hurriedly summoned the System Interface.

Charm: 24

"Holy crap!" Tang Song's eyes turned red. That damn point I worked so hard to gain—how the hell did it get knocked back down again?!