The weather in November has turned cold, and even a weakling like Lin Yuan has begun to seriously consider the possibility of wearing long johns.
But considering that winter had not officially arrived yet, he gave up the idea.
I am wearing long johns now, what should I do in winter
You can't wear two layers of long johns, right
Lin Yuan could only put on a thick coat and change into a pair of fleece jeans.
He was not particular about the way he dressed. Although he was not so extravagant as to wear bright red or green just to go out, he definitely did not study the art of clothing matching.
This has to do with his family environment when he was a child.
In terms of clothing, Lin Yuan was actually quite rustic when he was a child.
This has nothing to do with personal taste, but with the family's financial foundation.
No matter how tasteful and elegant a person is, if he wears patched and out-of-date clothes, and carries a backpack that is obviously army green but has begun to turn white due to countless years of inheritance, he will inevitably look a bit rustic.
Lin Yuan had no choice, so of course he didn't care.
It's just that Lin Yuan's face has a natural handsomeness and temperament, which seems to suppress the rusticity to a certain extent. On the contrary, against the backdrop of this rusticity, it highlights a sense of transcendence.
Things are different now.
Now Lin Yuan has made a lot of money, and the quality of his clothes has improved, but his childhood habits have not changed. He still wears whatever he has and has never deliberately used any external things to dress himself up.
That's how it should be.
But when he was getting ready to go to the company wearing this outfit, Lin Xuan, who was still eating breakfast because she got up late, suddenly called out to Lin Yuan.
"stop."
"What's wrong?"
Lin Yuan looked at his sister in confusion and was ready to take out his cell phone to transfer the money.
Every time this sister called Lin Yuan for no apparent reason, she basically wanted to ask for pocket money.
However, Lin Xuan had no intention of asking for money. She just looked Lin Yuan up and down, making a clicking sound:
"You should change your clothes."
“I think this is good.”
Lin Yuan has no interest in this kind of thing.
Lin Xuan is the only one in the family who is keen on dressing up. She reads the latest fashion magazines and likes to study the clothes worn by models when she has nothing to do. If she sees something she likes, she will buy it.
Not enough salary to spend
Just use your brother for free.
Lin Xuan is no longer the poor little girl who was agonizing over whether to add a sausage to her instant noodles. Everything she longed for as a child is now within her reach thanks to her brother's success. Moreover, her own salary is not low, even higher than that of all employees in the same position.
Yinlan is always very generous to her.
But today, Lin Xuan seemed no longer satisfied with her own changes. She finally stretched out her claws to her brother: "How can a great Xianyu dress so casually? Doesn't your company have any requirements for clothing?"
“It seems so.”
"So you wear this?"
“No one seems to be talking to me.”
Lin Xuan was blocked by Lin Yuan's words. Her eyes were dim, as if she was hit by a fact. After a moment, she snorted, "Anyway, my brother must be dazzling. I'm taking a break today, so I'll take you to buy clothes!"
"I have clothes."
"You have very poor vision."
Lin Xuan did not allow Lin Yuan to refuse and drove Lin Yuan out directly: "After I go to work, I will buy all your clothes online. From now on, let your sister buy your clothes for you."
"oh."
Lin Yuan accepted it submissively.
Even though Lin Xuan's clothes now are countless times more premium than Lin Yuan's, when Lin Xuan just started working, the clothes she bought for Lin Yuan basically cost several hundred yuan each.
The same price? Lin Xuan could have bought herself several sets of clothes at that time? Or even more!
Don't ask why the clothes are so cheap.
Lin Xuan even bought a lot of small skirts online that cost more than ten yuan each, and once she got a small skirt, she would wear it for half the summer.
If you accidentally tear it, you will feel sad for several days.
On being shabby? Was Lin Xuan really shabby at that time? It was nothing like what she said to her brothers and sisters before she started working:
"When I start working and make money, I will buy myself the most beautiful dress, the best shoes, the most expensive black..."
She did buy some nice clothes and pants after she started working, but they were all for her younger brothers and sisters.
Anyone who knows Lin Xuan? There is no doubt about this:
That is what happens after Lin Xuan gets married? She must be a brother-supporting and sister-supporting demon.
In fact, Lin Xuan has never concealed her dream of marrying a rich man.
However, this dream was completely aborted when Lin Yuan suddenly appeared in the world under the name Xianyu.
Now, she herself is a “rich person”.
The way rich people buy clothes is to buy them quickly.
Swipe card.
Lin Yuan seems to be a natural clothes hanger.
What is the effect of any clothes on Lin Yuan? He can always wear it in the original intention of the designer.
When the fifth set of clothes was packed, Lin Yuan finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Too many."
"Then let's go somewhere else."
Lin Xuan glanced at the mall reluctantly, as there were still several pieces of clothing she hadn't bought.
Most of these clothes were worn by male models that Lin Xuan saw when she was reading magazines. Since then, she had been imagining how Lin Yuan would look wearing these clothes. Today's clothes were just a long-planned "brother transformation".
It turned out that the basic conditions of those male models limited Lin Xuan's imagination.
If Lin Yuan had not chosen to be a musician but a model, his family would probably have become rich.
"Let's go to another place. Where?" Lin Yuan felt that his sister had other ideas.
"Barber shop, I have an appointment with Mr. Tony."
Lin Xuan smiled triumphantly, still not giving Lin Yuan a chance to refuse, she stepped on the accelerator and drove to the kind of barber shop that most people wouldn't want to go into after just one look.
“Is this store a decent one?”
"I am a supreme member here."
Lin Xuan walked in with an arrogant step, and Lin Yuan followed reluctantly, and was warmly received by the waiters.
For some reason, Lin Yuan could actually see the shadow of Senior Yao Huo in the waiter's attitude towards Lin Xuan.
Of course, Lin Yuan was also warmly received.
When washing Lin Yuan's hair, several waitresses almost got into a fight over who would wash his hair.
Lin Xuan kept nagging: "Your hair is too long and you don't like to take care of it. This won't do."
Lin Yuan whispered: "Why don't you go and harm Dayaoyao?"
Lin Xuan said confidently: "She is still a student. It is not good for her to be too flashy. Let's talk about it after she graduates."
Lin Yuan: “…”
This is still his habit from childhood, he won't cut his hair until it reaches a certain length.
save money.
Later, in order to save money, my mother bought my sister a pair of hairdressing scissors. From then on, Lin Yuan's hair was basically cut by his sister.
When I first finished the haircut, I had to wear a hat because of the weird look, but later on I could barely be seen in public.
It turns out that my sister's hair cutting skills need to be improved.
When Lin Yuan walked out of the barber shop, he didn't even know what happened. Anyway, he was always turning heads on the street. The sister who was closest to him even licked her lips.
Normally, Lin Yuan has a good rate of people turning back to look at him, and Lin Yuan has actually gotten used to it.
It’s just that the rate of people turning back to look at each other today was particularly high, so high that Lin Yuan, a child who had lived under the gaze of others since childhood, felt instinctively uncomfortable.
certainly.
Inevitably, a male customer who was getting a haircut would point at Lin Yuan excitedly and say, "I want that hairstyle, too."
Then, with the barber's cheek twitching slightly, he was gently reminded: "Sir, in fact, your face shape is more suitable for the current hairstyle..."
The customer was dissatisfied: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The barber was about to cry: "I'm sorry, my ability is limited."
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