Thousands of people disliked them, but after being reborn and correcting their mistakes, they regret

Xu Fan left the barbershop and bought a few plain T-shirts and pants from a street stall. Actually, he had planned to buy them online to save money, but he didn't have time.

He felt the air was sweet all the way there, and he made his first friend today! His friend was very kind to him and gave him a nice haircut for free!

Xu Fan had a very hard childhood, and even the smallest things could make him happy for a very long time. He was so happy that he couldn't sleep at night.

Three days passed quickly. Xu Fan got up early, put on his new clothes, and went to the company to take promotional photos with his new hairstyle.

He had navigated ahead; it wasn't close to his home, about 10km away. Taking a taxi would cost a lot of money, so he rode a shared bike, pedaling until he was covered in sweat, and his bangs were soaked.

He had just ridden downstairs when the director called him.

"Hey, Xu, when are you getting here? We're just waiting for you!"

"Excuse me, director, I'm coming right away!"

He messed up again... He should have gotten up earlier.

He jogged into the company and took the elevator to the 10th floor.

The elevator doors opened, and he was stunned by the scene before him.

There were several exquisitely set up photography studios in front of us, and a makeup room next to it where a beautiful makeup artist was standing.

He nervously squeezed the pure cotton t-shirt he had just bought.

The bearded director saw him arrive and hurried over: "Xiao Xu, you're finally here! The other guests have finished filming and left, only you are left!"

Xu Fan scratched the back of his head, looking apologetic: "I'm sorry, Director, I'm late."

"It's okay, take a look, this is our contract, no problem, we can sign it now."

The director handed him a piece of paper.

"OK."

Xu Fan took the paper and looked at it carefully.

While Xu Fan was reviewing the contract, the director was also looking at him. "This kid, why did he cut his hair!" It was all his fault for not telling Xu Fan beforehand not to cut his hair. Now look what's happened! His show's effect is ruined!

However, this haircut is worse than no haircut at all. Before the haircut, he just looked sloppy, but after the haircut, he looks so funny and energetic!

Does anyone in modern society really have this hairstyle? It looks like a three- or four-year-old child's bob haircut...

He still had his glasses on, obscuring his face and making him look both funny and silly. Paired with a wrinkled cotton T-shirt, he looked like a country bumpkin...

Give it a major overhaul later, and it'll be perfect! Ratings will be no problem!

The director thought to himself with a smug grin.

Xu Fan read the contract and found no problems. In fact, he felt the salary was too high. He could earn 30,000 yuan for filming one episode of a program over four days. It was truly a generous offer from a big company.

He signed the contract and looked up to see the director staring at him with a beaming smile, practically drooling, as if he were eyeing a huge piece of gold.

He was a little scared; had the director gone mad? Trembling, he handed over the contract: "No problem, director, I've signed it..."

The director then snapped out of his daze: "Alright, let's take promotional photos now. Come on, Xiao Xu, you stand in the middle!"

As she spoke, she pointed him to a photography studio with a solid-color background.

The skinny assistant director leaned close to the director's ear: "Are you sure we shouldn't give him some makeup and a makeover? It'll look so shabby!"

The director glared at the assistant director: "What do you know? This is the effect we want!"

The assistant director was speechless. Anyway, if you choose the wrong guests, you'll be the one getting blamed, not me, so I can't care less...

Xu Fan stood in the studio as the director instructed. He had never taken photos like this before. There was lighting from all sides, and his cheap clothes and sweaty bangs seemed to have nowhere to hide. He was very uncomfortable and did not dare to raise his head.

Fortunately, the photographer was a very kind young lady: "Come on, relax, look up at the camera, and strike a pose that you think looks good..."

Xu Fan thought for a long time, then raised his hand with trembling hands and made a peace sign, revealing an extremely unnatural smile.

With a "click," the photo was taken.

The director leaned over, took a look, and said, "Hmm, it really doesn't look good, but that's exactly the effect I wanted."

The director readily transferred 15,000 yuan to Xu Fan, and the remaining 15,000 yuan would be given to him after the show was recorded.

Xu Fan stared blankly at the balance on his phone. He hadn't done anything yet, and the director had already given him half the money. The director was a good person.

He looked at the director and said, "Thank you, director. I will do my best."

Seeing his earnest expression, the director smiled and said, "Keep it up, kid! I believe in you! See you in a couple of weeks!"