Chapter 516: The Challenge

Apart from shopping for clothes, Bai Liu had a lot of things to buy on her rare visit to the shops and it was almost 4pm when she finished.

But the men were in pretty good shape and were in good spirits by now, carrying their bags and not feeling tired at all, before Muke called a car to take them back to Bai Liu's house.

"Is there anything else you want to buy?" Muke looked sideways at Bai Liu, "Mobile phones, daily necessities, clothes, shoes all bought, any watches and accessories?"

"No." Bai Liu calmly refuses, "I have the watch, the accessory gets in the way of movement and work."

Muke looks at Spades: "What about him? Do we need to give him a beauty treatment or something?"

The back of Tang Erda's neck tingled at the sound of a beauty treatment, and she took two unmoving steps backwards, only for Muke to catch her quick eye and coolly pull Tang Erda, who was trying to escape: "You too, you're going to get it done later."

Tang Erda and Spades, two people who have been in the game for years, are in Muke's eyes very rough, not good at taking care of themselves and needing to be forced to do so.

Spades is all right, this man has a strange physiological metabolism, his body is cold as ice, and although he never takes care of himself, he is inexplicably clean, as if his body has some strange self-cleaning function.

But not so much Tang Erda, a man who is now mentally unkempt enough to keep himself neat and tidy, but whose neatness has a semblance of a straight face and falls short of Muke's demand for [an appearance that draws traffic to the team].

"Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng haven't done it either." Tang Erda pulls the rest of the team down under the spit of resistance, stating with a stony expression, "They should try it too!"

Muke's eyes swept over Mu Sicheng and Bai Liu and made a quick judgement, "They don't need to."

Tang Erda was stunned: "Why?!"

"Because they've taken care of themselves." Muke replied simply.

Although Bai Liu is always in a suit and trousers and white shirt, the man's look is never wrong, appearing on small TVs always mindful of his grooming form, with even a strand of hair in just the right place.

Not to mention Mu Sicheng, a man with an extreme sense of beauty who probably has more clothes in his wardrobe than he does, who never wears duplicate clothes or shoes whenever he hangs out, and who smells like a high class sports body wash.

Spades, who had never experienced the world of human fancy, asked, "What is a beauty treatment?"

Bai Liu replied succinctly, "A means for humans to take care of their appearance and make themselves more attractive to the opposite or same sex, and sometimes to pleasure themselves, I personally don't think it's necessary with your current appearance and body ......"

Understanding, Spades' eyes straightened quickly: "I'm going."

"......" Bai Liu, "Go on then."

After a gap of three months, they came back to this place.

Tang Erda was practically tied in by Mu Sicheng and Muke and pinned down on the sofa. As soon as he sat down and was covered by the cloth the barber used to cut his hair, it was as if he had been sealed, his expression and back were frozen, and he sat motionless in his seat, at the mercy of others.

In contrast, Spades was not so honest, pulling off his 'cloak' when the barber wasn't looking, and turning to Bai Liu and asking, "What is this?"

The barber dry shampooed him, poured shampoo on his head, lathered it up, and he had to ask, "What is this?"

The hairdresser brings out the hairdryer and blows Spades' hair, and he too has to squeeze the air outlet with his hand: "Is it attacking me?"

The barber looked blankly at the mouth of the stainless steel hair dryer barrel which had been deflated by Spades with a gentle pinch of two fingers: "......"

Muke, who was next to him, quickly stepped forward and he pulled this barber to his feet and pointed to his head with an apologetic look on his face, "...... sorry, he's a bit stronger and here, you know, there's a bit of a problem, it's the first time we've taken him out."

"All the compensation he has caused is on me OK, please continue to take care of it for him."

The barber nodded in a trance and turned his head for a better quality hairdryer, stumbling a little on the way out, looking stunned.

When the barber came back, his hands were shaking as he blew Spades' hair, and when he saw that Spades was going to continue to make trouble, Bai Liu, who had been sitting next to him, flipping through the newspaper, finally moved.

"Hurry up and finish cutting and let's go home." Bai Liu said in a calm tone.

Muke lifted his hand and naturally poured Bai Liu a glass of water and placed it on the small glass table beside him, to which Bai Liu whispered his thanks.

The barber standing at the back of the room flinched as he looked carefully at the young man who had been reading the newspaper quietly with his head down next to him and had the feeling of meeting the true dominant figure of the group.

He had previously thought that the young man at the head of the group was Mu family, perhaps because the young man was so low-profile that he simply nodded and greeted him politely after entering and sat down to read the newspaper, without ordering or instructing anyone.

But when this man speaks, that sense of superiority comes out very strongly, and he will unconsciously take on a tone of commanding control.

Mr. Mu poured water for Bai Liu so naturally, which is a kind of respectful attitude of a junior to an elder.

Mr. Mu elders that level of big people ...... dry their line, the most important thing is to know who's coming, who's connections, if there is such a young big man, he has been doing here for so long, it is impossible never heard of nor seen ah.

Who the hell is this guy?

Bai Liu picked up the water Muke had poured for him in a self-effacing manner and prepared to drink it when his eyes locked with the barber who was surreptitiously watching him and then smiled a little, "What's wrong?"

"No, no, no!" The barber shook his head frantically as he blew out Spades' hair and spoke more and more cautiously to Bai Liu, "Is this your first time here? I haven't seen you before."

Sensing Bai Liu's more approachable attitude, the barber has the courage to continue the conversation.

"I've been here once before." Bai Liu says, smiling and nodding to Tang Erda, who sits on the other side of the room, "It's for a colleague over there."

The barber looked over at Bai Liu's point and saw Tang Erda and was startled: "You're the one who brought him here last time?"

The last time Tang Erda came in, it created a bit of a stir in their shop, mainly because Tang Erda's appearance and temperament were so outstanding that even in a shop like theirs, which specializes in working with celebrity studios, it was rare to find one. He said that as soon as this man entered the entertainment industry, he would quickly go over to him and call him.

But after waiting for March, he didn't even wait for Tang Erda to enter the entertainment industry. The whole little faggot was so out of breath that he couldn't even get his hair done for the big star.

The barber blows Spades' hair while absentmindedly surveying all the people Bai Liu has brought over.

Muke, the eldest, is also known for his good looks in the circle, but there is no way this man can enter the entertainment industry, but other than that, the three men are all very potential to enter the entertainment industry ah.

The dark blue-eyed man next to him, not to mention the dark blue-eyed man, has been in this business for so long that he has rarely seen a man with such a sensational body and appearance, like a gun with a very righteous fury, and he, a straight man, feels so handsome that his legs go weak when he looks at him.

The one over there wearing headphones, a little younger boy, should be a college student, right? A look at the sports model, dress and dressing are very tasteful, height and appearance will not say, excellent features, a little hard, temperament is particularly unique, smile a little gangly handsome and a little evil, there is a very strange, and his appearance does not match the sense of danger, completely 18 to 32 years old this age group of women's orientation sniper.

Plus he's blow-drying his hair this ......

There doesn't seem to be much more to say about this one.

The hairdresser took one look at Spades in the mirror and felt a bit sorry for her - her body looked quite good, but her taste was not so good, her hair looked like it hadn't been cut for months, it was all down and covered her hair.

But the other conditions are top notch, shoulder width waist and belly size upper and lower body proportions are hard to beat, even better than the dark blue-eyed handsome guy next to him, his face should be able to push out even if he can't.

Having thought about it, the barber had tentatively decided that Bai Liu should be a very low-profile entertainment industry big shot - top-notch beauties and handsome men are a scarce resource all over the world, and it was hard for him to think of any other industry other than the entertainment industry where he could just get such a group of top-notch dudes.

And isn't it true that the Mu family is about to enter the entertainment industry? Maybe Bai Liu, the big man, will be their partner.

The barber's attitude grew more and more respectful as he inquired, "Your artists are so good looking, we'll definitely be there to support them when they are launched."

Bai Liu replied, "I'm not from a media company."

The barber gave a beat: "And what is it that you do, if I may presume to ask?"

Bai Liu smiles: "Just a laid-off worker."

"????" The barber's head was full of questions.

Is this some kind of big brother's latest joke?!

"And what is the relationship between these people at ...... and you?" The barber knew he had crossed the line by asking the question, but Bai Liu's question had just piqued his curiosity to the highest level and he couldn't resist asking quickly, "And what is the relationship between this one and you?"

Bai Liu glanced at Spades, who rested his jaw and smiled back, "The others are my friends, he's my boyfriend."

Barber: "......"

Then you are a bit insensitive in picking this one as your boyfriend.

As he thought about it, the barber cut the hair from Spades' forehead with a single scissors stroke. He used a brush to sweep away the hair that had fallen in front of Spades' eyes and then saw Spades' face hidden underneath the hair.

The barber drew a cold breath, his mind was blank for a moment, and there was only one thought in his head -

--That's withdrawing that idea.

What level of looks can make people draw a cold breath - the entertainment industry has a set of standards for calling people by their face, little beauty, little handsome, big beauty, big handsome, once in a decade, once in a hundred years, once in a thousand years, etc.

No matter how much these celebrities' faces are blown up by their fans, when it comes to stylists, they fall into four categories - average, average looking with a hard-on, extra good looking with a few hard-ons, and no hard-on unbeatable looking.

The studio will only listen to what they say about once in a thousand years, the beauty of the gods and goddesses.

This is the second time in his life that the barber has had the feeling of seeing a top face beyond these four categories - the first being that of the country's most popular actor right now, Zhao Muchi, who has been described as a once-in-a-million year face.

It was really as if he had seen a perfect sculpture made by God's mercy and poured out all his heart and soul.

The barber resisted the urge to call out frantically to his colleagues and dutifully swept the hair from Spades' eyelids with a brush, not daring to use too much force for fear of ruining the beauty of the face.

But soon, as the barber continued to trim, the entire studio stopped running and gathered around Spades, and after asking Bai Liu not to allow Spades to be photographed, they all watched Spades' face slowly emerge in the mirror as if it were a glance away, whispering.

"...... Holy shit, that's a real face."

"The last time I was shocked silly to see a real person was Zhao Muchi, who is so good looking on camera that he's actually an off-camera one."

"Who do you think looks better between him and Zhao Muchi?"

"...... not easy to say, not the same type, Zhao Muchi is the kind of face I look at and scream like crazy wanting to have something with him, lustful, but this guy's face ...... honestly I look at it more than twice and I I don't feel good about it."

" Is Zhao Muchi coming over for a styling session today? Wow, the two great faces are about to meet!"

"...... Did you just go fishing? The boss said that Zhao Muchi's studio called and said that something came up this afternoon, so they cancelled and won't be coming."

"Come in, come in!" From a distance, an attentive voice came over, "No no! We're free this afternoon! We are perfectly capable of receiving you!"

There was a pause in the discussion, and then those who had gathered to see Spades quickly dispersed.

"Voice of the boss, come on, come on! Don't touch the fish and be seen!"

"Who's here, huh? The boss so dogged?"

Muke frowned at the person in charge next to him, "I contacted you this afternoon to pack the venue and said it was just for us."

The person in charge next to him was in a cold sweat, cursing his boss for dropping the chain while he stammered out an explanation, "Well, I'll contact the boss right away! I'll ask the boss to move the date for the new guest and do it for you first!"

Having said that, the man in charge turned and ran.

After a short while, the head of the department's terrified voice also came over, "You're here? Why didn't you inform us in advance!"

"Someone is doing it? It's fine, it's fine, we'll negotiate it, your time is valuable and of course everything is a priority for you! Please come in please come in!"

At this point Muke's face had sunk completely and he was about to get angry, and Mu Sicheng looked over in displeasure and opened his mouth to scold.

The next second, the glass door to the studio was pushed open and a long, straight, strappy riding boot foot stepped in, someone chuckled and pushed the door open, then leaned against it with his chest clasped, looking around the room with a smirk and a sweep: "This doesn't look like a negotiation, boss."

The boss nodded: "Negotiate immediately, Mr. Zhao!"

Muke and Mu Sicheng were silent for a moment at the sight of this man, and even Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi paused for a moment.

The man's hair was dyed red and half-length, smooth and fluffy, tied in a wide, loose braid that hung over his right shoulder, his eyes were narrow and long, his nose was upturned, and there was a teardrop at the end of his left eye near his eyelid, which tickled when he smiled, giving him a very confusing aura of desire.

This is indeed a rather bright looking man, so bright that at first glance, one thinks that this voluptuous man should be a star.

But that's not why Muke and Mu Sicheng stared at him and wouldn't let go.

They were staring at Zhao Muchi because the man was wearing a satin V-neck white shirt on top and high-waisted blazers underneath, with the F-word Bai Liu written in chalk on the edges of the blazers, not even wiped clean.

This Zhao Muchi is wearing a dress that Bai Liu has tried on before.

The clothes Bai Liu had tried on were still in the shop for alterations, and he was going to pick them up when he was done here, but now the dress being altered was put on by Zhao Muchi and came to Bai Liu - he had taken Bai Liu's clothes.

Muke stood up with a cold face and immediately called the shop where he had ordered the clothes, asking in a stern tone, "Why is Bai Liu's dress being worn by someone else?!"

There was a long silence on the other side: "I'm very sorry."

"I don't need an apology." Muke's tone grew colder, "I need you to take this dress off the thief's body and return it to me."

"He's not a thief." The other's tone hardened as well, "Mega is the one who fits the dress better, it was the dress that chose him."

Muke's chest rose and fell violently for a moment, then calmed down, "You can choose a better fit for the clothes, and I will choose a better tenant for the shop you currently rent."

Sensing Muke's anger, the other party quickly softened: "I'm sorry, I will choose a dress for Mr Bai Liu that suits him better, but I gave him this dress because I thought Mega was your friend."

"Friends?" Muke perceptively sensed something was wrong, "Why would you think that?"

The caller also sounded confused: "Because he bought a lot of clothes for Mr Bai Liu too, you can pick them up later."

"I'll come over later." Muke said, hanging up without waiting for the other man to continue his apology, and as he turned around, he saw Zhao Muchi standing in the doorway looking at him with a smile and a slightly open hand, "Done cursing?"

Muke: "......"

This self-consciousness was very annoying, but I have to say that the tailor must have been right in his judgement just now, and this dandy style dress did look very appropriate on this wannabe.

Bai Liu doesn't like revealing clothes, so he wears his shirt fully buttoned up, but this man unbuttoned his shirt straight down to just below his belt, his firm waist and abs showing, and he paired it with riding boots, doubling that aristocratic lust and flirtatiousness to a degree that would make one's eyes feel unclean just by looking at it.

Zhao Muchi, as if not aware of the hostility towards him, walked straight towards Bai Liu, turned a swivel chair and sat across from him, lazily crossing his legs and looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr Bai Liu, or as you prefer I call you the head of the Wandering Circus."

Almost instantly, everyone tensed up, Tang Erda stood up quickly and went behind Bai Liu, Mu Sicheng stared at him with a dark Buming gaze, and Muke sent the others out directly.

"Take it easy." Zhao Muchi shrugged indifferently as he smiled up, "I'm not the one who harbours ill will towards you, on the contrary, I've spent a lot of points on Spades this year."

Bai Liu looked up: "You're the gambler who invested the most in Spades this year?"

Zhao Muchi snaps his fingers, propping his jaw lazily as he looks at Spades with a misty-eyed low smile, "Yes, I like him a lot."

Wang Shun gave Bai Liu some insight into Spades, such as the first and second gamblers who have invested the most in him for two years running.

But Wang Shun has his own way of analysing them, and combined with certain rumours, he can draw general conclusions - it is rumoured that the first gambler at last year's Spades was Hearts, and the second gambler's name was Whiplash, who is also a very mysterious man, said to be a gambler The only thing known about him is that, like Hearts, he chased Spades.

This year, Hearts didn't add as much to Spades, and this [Whip Downer] became the number one gambler in Spades.

This man's pursuit is not the same as Hearts' somewhat underhanded pursuit, which is very direct.

Zhao Muchi gave a hooked glance at Spades, who was sitting there, tsked twice and smiled as if he was very happy with the way Spades looked now, then gave a sidelong glance at Bai Liu next to him and laughed: "I didn't think you'd like this type, I should have said so, I could have done it too. "

Then immediately afterwards, the man asked Bai Liu in a light-hearted tone, "Have you done it with Spades?"

Mu Sicheng was so furious that he simply cursed, "None of your business!"

Zhao Muchi slumped back on the sofa and spread his hands as if with great regret: "No more first blood for Spades then, tsk, I've been salivating for a long time."

"So now Spades is all yours, is he? He's your boyfriend?" Zhao Muchi sat up on the couch, his eyes wandering twice between Bai Liu and Spades with amusement, "I get the impression he listens to you."

Bai Liu sensed something in Zhao Muchi's eyes and asked calmly in return, "What do you want to do?"

"How about this." Zhao Muchi leans forward, he leans close to Bai Liu, there's a subtle voyeurism and suggestion in his eyes, "How about you let Spades do it with me once, and I'll throw all my points at you?"

Mu Sicheng gave a dumbfounded cry and pointed incredulously at Spades and then at Bai Liu: "They're boyfriends! What are you talking about!"

" Spades can't have sex with you okay! He'll only have ...... in his bed"

At this point, Tang Erda covered the mouth of an exasperated Mu Sicheng with a condescending look, "Please go back."

Zhao Muchi folded his hands in front of himself, his eyes sweeping to Bai Liu, and after a moment's scrutiny, he suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, "You look good too."

" Spades can have you in his bed and I don't mind doing it with you."

"If it's with you." Zhao Muchi smiled indifferently, "Then I'll go up and down, depending on which position you prefer, and I can add equal points after I've done it with you, you're worth the price."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

Tang Erda: "......"

Muke: "......"

Bai Liu also smiled, "That sounds very heartwarming."

Zhao Muchi's eyes became aggressive, his eyes sweeping very revealingly over Bai Liu's entire body before stopping at Bai Liu's long, slender fingers holding a newspaper and narrowing for a moment, "Your in-game attire is more appealing to me, I like the way you wear gloves and kill with a whip."

"But still, no." Bai Liu politely declined, "I have my own investors now."

"Is that so?" Zhao Muchi gave a frustrated sigh before handing Bai Liu a card, "Here's my contact details, feel free to call me if you change your mind."

Bai Liu turned to Xiang Muke: "Let them in, we're done here, leave the field to this Mr. Zhao."

Muke swept up a smiling Zhao Muchi and nodded to call for someone.

As Bai Liu and the others were finishing up and getting ready to leave, Zhao Muchi looked at Spades standing next to him and suddenly stood up, turned around and then looked at him with shining eyes, "Do I look good in this?"

Spades stared at him expressionlessly without saying anything, while Bai Liu, standing next to him, gave Zhao Muchi a light glance, also without speaking.

Zhao Muchi seems to have known that he would not get an answer and sits down again, satisfied with himself, untying his braid as he states his styling requirements.

"Dye all your hair black, cut it short, and cut it into a medium length style that you can put in a pigtail ......"

"Nails manicured to this length are better suited to leather gloves."

"What do you think of me in a white shirt and trousers? Would it fit? Will it look good?"

"No more leather boots, leather shoes, I guess, just the kind that work parties wear to work every day with white socks."

Mu Sicheng's forehead popped with veins, but since Bai Liu didn't flip out on the man, he held back until he walked out and let out a long, angry cry before turning to Bai Liu and saying, "He's imitating you!"

Muke's face was also dark enough to drip: "The same thing."

Bai Liu was calm: "Go and get your clothes."

On the way there, Mu Sicheng became more and more furious and punched Spades in the chest: "It's all your fucking fault! You've caused Bai Liu a lot of trouble! That guy just asked you if you looked good, why didn't you say something back? He said he was ugly!"

Spades frowned as he gave Mu Sicheng an odd look, "Is he asking me? I don't know him."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

Fuck! More pissed off!

When we arrived at the shop, all the shop assistants kept apologising and promising that Bai Liu's orders would be free for life, but Muke still didn't relent, and the assistant tailor next to him hesitated for a long time before coming forward and saying, "We really didn't mean to do that. We really thought Mr. Zhao was your friend, he knew your measurements very well and bought you a dress according to your measurements, as a little joke."

"He bought me clothes?" Bai Liu raised an eyebrow, "What kind of clothes?"

The tailor's assistant hesitated for another moment and said, "Come over here, it's all over here, behind the curtain."

Bai Liu They walked up to the curtain and Muke tried to dissuade them, "This man is not nice at first glance, don't look at the clothes he bought ......"

"Open it." Bai Liu said blandly.

Mu Sicheng was still swearing at Spades: "So even if you don't know him, if he talks to you and asks you if you look good, you should scold him back!"

"He wasn't talking to me." Spades suddenly interrupts Mu Sicheng, his eyes looking straight ahead at Bai Liu's back, "That guy just now, when he asked if he looked good dressed like this, wasn't asking me, he was asking Bai Liu."

Mu Sicheng was stuck for a moment, and he said "Huh?" in confusion. He gave a puzzled "ah?

The curtain opened and behind it was a very sexy looking female suit holding a whip and wearing a chest closing black strappy suit with its own long gloves and brown stockings.

The tailor's assistant handed Bai Liu an advance letter: "This is Mr. Zhao for you, along with this suit."

Bai Liu took it, and the lettering on the teaser letter was so flamboyant that it looked as flirtatious as Zhao Muchi himself.

-- [With this trim, you'll look better in women's clothes than men's, baby.]