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Tang Erda was tossed so that the highlights in his eyes gradually lost.
Originally there was still a bone setting to be done, but the bone setting teacher said that Tang Er's bone position was already right, and there was no need to do it anymore. It would be overkill, so Mu Ke regretfully gave up-I heard that it was painful to do it.
In order to save time, Muke requires many things to be done at the same time as possible. For example, when he is doing hair now, Tang Erda is still trimming his eyebrows and doing facial muscle stretching.
The man who trimmed his eyebrows was a delicate-looking, petite male make-up artist. In order to lay down Tang Erda's hair, he almost half-rided him on Tang Erda's body. The eyebrow trimming knife couldn't be held firmly, his eyes couldn't help aiming at Tang Er's chest muscles and abdominal muscles, and the speed of eyebrow trimming became slower and slower.
Captain Tang, who was lying down, knew nothing about this, he was washing his hair with his eyes closed.
Tang Erda, who has devoted all his life to games and dealing with heretics, has no idea that these places may be gay high-risk areas. The gay is by his side.
Bai Liu Yuguang, who was sitting on the sofa next to her and flipping through the magazine casually, caught this scene and smiled slightly.
Liu Jiayi, who put on the goggles, noticed Bai Liu's subtle expression, followed his gaze, and couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth twitching twice.
Bai Liu put down the magazine, stood up gracefully and sat beside Tang Erda, raising his eyes and glanced at the male makeup artist faintly.
As if perceiving some kind of warning in Bai Liu's eyes, the male makeup artist hurriedly increased the speed of trimming the eyebrows, and ran away in a hurry.
Liu Jiayi followed, and couldn't help but put it next to Bai Liu and whispered: "Why are you here to swear the sovereignty to protect him? Isn't it okay to let this stupid man be bullied?"
Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda, who was sitting up after washing his hair, and lowered his voice to his side, "I don't like seeing my private property being taken advantage of by others."
"Especially when this kind of behavior can't get more benefits for me."
Bai Liu raised his hand and touched Liu Jiayi's head comfortably: "If you are bullied by someone, I will also be very angry."
Liu Jiayi suffocated her stomach full of words, don't turn her face to look at Bai Liu-she was actually a bit depressed because of Bai Liu's attitude towards Tang Er.
This person had shot her, she still remembered.
"Then what if I want to bully him?" Liu Jiayi asked fiercely.
Bai Liu smiled: "It's up to you, I don't mind the mutual engulfing of my property, as long as you don't hurt each other excessively, reduce the total value of my property."
Liu Jiayi's heart felt good now, and she raised her head to look at Tang Er, grazing her fists and preparing to find a place to start, but was startled for a moment when she saw Tang Er's face.
Bai Liu raised his eyebrows and approached Liu Jiayi's ears and whispered: "In the process of bullying him, try not to damage his face. It looks very valuable."
Tang Er Da has been taken care of completely, and now he is standing up uncomfortably, touching his back of his neck here, touching his chin there, and then looking at Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu who have not said a word, they become more and more cramped.
He pursed his mouth, reluctantly holding up the majestic frame of a captain: "I just said that these are all useless work on me and will not increase the attraction to the audience..."
"No." Bai Liu swept Tang Er with dazzling eyes, the faint smile on his face deepened, "At least in the aesthetic sense, your attractiveness to me has increased."
The makeup artist just trimmed Tang Erda's eyebrows very low, and the sideburns on both sides were simply trimmed, which made Tang Erda's sharply contoured face and those dark blue eyes that could not conceal aggression stand out.
His bones are sharp and angular, the expression on his face is stern and straight, the body is tall, the shoulders are wide and the waist is tight, and he is always ready to take off the body, which makes him look like an indescribable sense of danger and abstinence.
Liu Jiayi circled Tang Er, and then had to admit in frustration-this guy is the one that the audience would like in appearance.
At the beginning, Tang Erda was able to win the [Death Free Gold Medal] from a group of star players. In addition to his excellent strength, superior external conditions also gave him a lot of help.
Of course, he himself didn't notice this.
In other words, Tang Erda himself did not have a clear understanding of the appearance of human beings because of being mixed with heretical monsters for a long time.
He felt that he was average-looking, and Su Chao's gentle and friendly looks were good-looking.
Captain Tang, who doesn't understand the aesthetic diversity of today's human society, saw Bai Liu smiling and complimenting him. The first reaction was that this person was playing bad and teasing him again.
So Captain Tang became more uncomfortable, his eyebrows were extremely low, and his expression even showed a bit of coldness, raising his hand to mess up the hairstyle he just made: "I said it's useless! Don't use this kind of force on me! "
Seeing that Tang Erda was about to ruin the look, the makeup artist next to him screamed and hung on Tang Erda's arm, and shouted, "I don't allow you to insult yourself like this! Isn't it handsome? If you choose two sets Wear better clothes, and scouts who dig you can line up to the door of my store!"
"If you make your debut..." He restrained Tang Er's strong arm, his face flushed, "I must be your wife's fan."
what? ?
Tang Er, who had only heard of his wife's cakes and never heard of his wife's fans, pulled out his arm from the makeup artist's hands full of question marks.
Bai Liu retracted his gaze: "Go and choose two clothes that suit him."
"Is it possible to make a custom shop?" Mu Ke asked, "I have two well-known ready-to-wear custom shops, otherwise he is not too big to buy clothes in ordinary stores."
"Yes." Bai Liu raised his phone, "I will inform Mu Sicheng that he has changed places."
In the ready-to-wear custom shop.
The store’s house number was a bunch of French that Bai Liu couldn't understand. Most of the people working in it were foreigners, but Mu Ke could communicate with these people in fluent French, so Bai Liu left his hand and sat next to watching the show.
I have to say that Mu Ke is really farsighted. Tang Erda was 1.92 meters tall as measured by the tailor. Except in the sports shop, it is indeed difficult to find men's clothing suitable for this guy.
Even in the clothing store, Tang Er's clothes were not a good choice. The bearded tailor waved to Mu Ke embarrassedly. Mu Ke seemed to insist on measuring the complete body circumference data before drawing any conclusions.
So Tang Erda was summoned into the inner circle of a white cloth curtain and took off his shirt to measure his measurements. Both Bai Liu and Mu Ke followed in to choose clothes for him as a reference.
Liu Jiayi was forced to stay outside.
At this time, Mu Sicheng also came. After learning the cause and effect from Liu Jiayi, he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word, and entered with a malicious smile on his face.
Is there a better time to avenge this idiot Captain Tang than this? !
When he saw Tang Er Da who was naked, he must humiliate the opponent's figure! Said that the other party doesn't look good in anything!
Just the sloppy look who slept on the street for half a year, and a mere tang, what kind of handsome guy can he be
Mu Sicheng was tens of millions of people who didn't believe it, at least he didn't believe that Tang Erda was more handsome than the youthful and beautiful him, so he simply adjusted his hair, opened the curtain proudly, and stepped in.
The upper/half/body/naked/naked Tang Erda opened his eyelids and looked over with ugly eyes.
His old uniform was stripped and collapsed and piled on the waist, from chest to back, large and small old wounds, and a lot of gunshot wounds. The muscles were completely strained because of the loss of the protective layer, stretching all the way from the back to the back. At the center of the waist, the smooth undulating arc has an incredible sense of strength.
Neatly short hair, clear and clean front face, with unavoidable offensive blue eyes, staring straight at the person who opened the curtain. After confirming that this person is a harmless teammate, he coldly said goodbye. After crossing his face, he stretched out his hand to measure the length of his hand to the tailor.
These scars that were not easy at first glance made the tailor who was measuring Tang Er's girth start frightened, and he measured it carefully without daring to let it out.
Mu Sicheng lowered the curtain blankly, then raised his head and wailed his chest silently for a second or two.
He loses as soon as he meets him! ! Oh shit! ! It looks so cool! ! Good shape! !
Mu Sicheng hesitated for two seconds, gritted his teeth, and reluctantly took off his sportswear jacket, ready to go in with only a t-shirt.
Damn, he is a sports player, and his body is not bad!
Seeing through everything, Liu Jiayi showed pity: "You can't beat Tang Er's fight. His chest muscles are bigger than yours. I can see that his bust should be more than 110."
At the same time, Mu Ke's confirmation sound came from the curtain: "Bust 115, is that much? Are you sure he has a normal bust, and there is no problem of overdevelopment?"
The tailor replied in poor Chinese: "Very, standard, prefect!"
Mu Ke, whose bust is only in his early nineties: "..."
Mu Sicheng with a bust of less than one hundred and one: "..."
Lost, lost!
Mu Sicheng silently put on the sportswear jacket he took off, and also closed the zipper that had been open, so as not to expose his upper circumference to the possibility of being compared. After adjusting his expression, he opened the curtain again and walked away. Went in.
Tang Erda was putting on his clothes. He was not used to letting others approach unsuspectingly, so after being forced to measure by Bai Liu's head, his face was very ugly now, and his tone became darker: "Will you continue to measure? "
"No!" The tailor waved his hand excitedly. He used gestures to compare the shape of Tang Er's chest, waist, abdomen, and buttocks, and gave him a thumbs up, admiring him with a strange accent in English. "—Beautiful!"
Tang Erda's expression stretched away from the tailor tightly.
On the contrary, Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke next to him had an unconcealable jealousy on their faces. They stared at Tang Erda's chest for a long while, and then looked down at their breasts lonely.
Mu Sicheng also raised his hand to compare his chest, and then roughly enlarged it by 5 centimeters and compared it again. He became more sorrowful and indignant-he was so cool and handsome and his chest was so big that he would show it sooner! Hidden, hidden and tucked in order to keep me humiliated until now, right!
After measuring Tang Erda's circumference, the tailor explained a few words to Mu Ke, and he held his chin on the side to examine Tang Erda, and he saw that Tang Erda was getting goose bumps.
Mu Ke translated to Bai Liu: "He just asked me about the occupation of Tang Erda. Generally speaking, except for models, few people have such standard measurements at this height. I explained that Tang Erda has received professional military training, but now Has retired."
"So he recommended us a class of uniforms." Mu Ke explained, "The real military/police uniforms have strict regulations. You can't wear them at will, but you can try them if you have relevant versions."
As he was talking, the tailor took off a dark gray coat uniform from the hanger, and handed it to Tang Er Da, let him try it in.
After a minute or two, Tang Er, who was dressed, came out.
His shoulders are very wide, and the straight-leg shirt that is tied up inside is well supported.
This shirt looks more self-cultivating compared to Bai Liu’s social animal shirt. Above the chest is a black double-breasted vest. There is also a black strap on the shoulders. It stretches from the back of the shoulder blades and tie it down to the abdomen. waist.
The trousers are relatively wide at the waist and abdomen, but they are tightly closed. They are wrapped around the hips, and a dark leather hand/gun/holster is clamped on the back waist.
The tailor nodded in satisfaction, then turned to say a few words to Mu Ke.
Mu Ke's translation: "He said that this is a uniform with reference to the FBI style, which is very suitable for people like Tang Erda who have been trained and have a standard body."
Tang Er was still adjusting his neckline. He seemed to be uncomfortable with the clothes that wrapped him too tightly, frowning.
"How?" Bai Liu asked, "Will wearing this suit affect your operation?"
Tang Erda hesitated for two seconds, he raised his arm, and then answered honestly: "No."
"Then this one." Bai Liu decided, "Wrap it up and continue to buy other things."
Forty-seven minutes later,
After buying accessories such as tie, leather shoes, socks, etc., Tang Erda stood in Bailiu’s small rental house with a cold face holding large and small pockets. He curled his eyebrows and raised his hands to unfasten the two buttons of his shirt—too tight. , He is not very used to this dress.
Bai Liu in the room was calling the leader: "Well, Mu Ke is with me, come and pick him up."
After hanging up the phone, Bai Liu called Xiang Chunhua and his wife: "Jiayi is with me, come and pick her up."
Closing the phone, Bai Liu turned to look at Mu Sicheng: "Can you go back by yourself?"
Mu Sicheng nodded.
After handling the whereabouts of all the players, Bai Liu turned to face these players: "Because we are fortunate to have strong support from Captain Tang, registration is no longer a problem, and we have more time to plan reasonably."
Bai Liu's eyes matched Tang Er who was standing at the end: "Captain Tang told me that apart from training, the grooming of the players is equally important. It's almost 11 o'clock at noon. Go back to rest for an afternoon and tidy up your appearance. I gather at the hot pot restaurant in front of my house at 5:30 in the afternoon. I invite you all to have a hot pot dinner, log in to the game at 6:30, and officially start the league training. Do you have any comments?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"OK." Bai Liu nodded, just about to continue talking, at the same time, his doorbell rang.
Standing at the end, Tang Er turned around and opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, he connected the door to the phone, and the leader who rushed in frantically was shocked.
Tang Er hits too high, this is all secondary. The uniform on his body was messed up by himself and looked messy. The hairstyle he just finished was broken because of uncomfortableness, and he even washed it. .
The open neckline can also faintly see a few incision scars, the body exudes the smell of shampoo just after the shower (actually shampooing), and the hair ends drip down —
—It looks extremely wild, as if he had just rolled on the bed.
Because Bai Liu inside was still explaining things, Tang Erda blocked the leader outside and looked down at him condescendingly: "What's the matter?"
The leader shrank into a ball tremblingly, looking up at him, Tang Er's extremely strong momentum suppressed him to stammer: "I, I'm here to find Mu Ke."
"Wait," Tang Erda said, "Bai Liu is still inside with him..." confessed the matter.
The leader incredulously interrupted Tang Er's words, and blurted out: "Bai Liu hasn't finished yet?! Haven't you finished with Bai Liu?"
—You're such a fucking big person, haven't you finished Bai Liu? !
Although this statement sounds weird, Tang Erda couldn't tell what was wrong. He just frowned and explained: "Bai Liu just handled me, but he hasn't handled the other two people."
She can basically handle Liu Jiayi's affairs by herself, and Bai Liu doesn't have to worry about it.
The leader stood still while holding on to the wall dizzy. He tremblingly asked, "Inside, Bai Liu is still in front of you, continue to deal with the other two people?!"
Is this Nima done by humans? !
Let one of his lover come out to help him receive guests, and continue to deal with other people in it? !
Tang Er frowned and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
The leader shook his body after being asked by Tang Erda and barely stood firm. He glanced at the scar on Tang Erda's neckline, and asked with a ghostly question: "These injuries on your body are not caused by Bai Liu, right?"
Tang Erda's expression changed, he tightened his neckline quickly, grabbed the leader's hands and clipped it back, and slammed the leader against the wall and asked him harshly, "How do you know?! Have you played games too?!"
"I TM won't play this dirty and evil game with Bai Liu!!" The leader roared angrily, "Let go of me!"
Is the jealousy of Bai Liu's men so terrible! It's just that he seems to have played a game with Bai Liu, and it feels like he is going to be caught and killed!
Just as the leader was crushed to death by Tang Er, Bai Liu opened the door and slightly raised his chin to signal Tang Er to let go: "He is not a player, let him go."
Tang Er hit only then let go, he stepped back suspiciously.
The leader drew a distance from him in fear. He looked at Bai Liu who opened the door, and his pupils shook again.
In just one day, Bai Liu became haggard a lot, his face was pale, and his eyes were black, as if he hadn't slept all day and night in a drug-drinking craze.
The leader stepped forward and led Mu Ke away. Before leaving, he glanced back at Bai Liu's open neckline. At the same position as Tang Erda, Bai Liu's neck also had a small round wound—similar to a wound burned by a cigarette butt.
But when the leader came to pick up Mu Ke yesterday, he had not seen this wound in Bai Liu.
It's only been one night, how damn it was to have fun!
The leader grabbed Mu Ke's hand in shock and ran away quickly.
When He Mu Ke walked outside, the leader couldn't bear to gossip: "Did Bai Liu burn his neck with a cigarette butt by the person at the door when he was playing a game?"
Mu Ke asked horribly: "How do you know?!"
The vicissitudes of the leader took out a cigarette to light it, looked into the distance leisurely, and let out a puff of smoke in a melancholy way: "My eyes have already seen through the filthiness of the world..."