Los Angeles, at seven o'clock in the morning, the moment the second hand of the living room clock reached twelve, Luoyang opened his eyes.

No alarm clock, wake up naturally.

After being with Han Qiao for a long time, I developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and I felt that my life had become longer.

There was no heating in the room, it was a little cold, and a shoulder outside the quilt was exposed, which was cold.

The winter of the mountain pheasant can be said to be very warm, but after all, it is still winter.

Luoyang didn't care, retracted and warmed up casually, then decisively lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, opened the curtains, let the sunlight into the room, and then bathed in the sunshine and stretched a lazy waist.

The streamlined muscles tense and then relax, as if there is infinite force swimming in the epidermis.

This is a body with explosive male hormones.

Luoyang originally thought that the effect of the red face card would not be removed in his life, but he didn't expect that its effect was slowly disappearing.

Bodies and faces, distorted by supernatural power, slowly but surely moved back to their original positions.

Although there may not be a way to fully recover in the end, it is obviously much better than the women's clothing boss.

What is a bit dangerous is that the "slowness" of this change is only felt by Luoyang itself, and in fact this change is very fast.

The appearance of ordinary people may not change for a year or two, but Luoyang's appearance has changed significantly within a week, which makes people feel abnormal.

Even Charles, whom he saw every day, began to feel that something was wrong.

Fortunately, the transformation of Hongyanka is not a pinching of his face out of thin air, but based on Luoyang's appearance, even if the change is obvious, Charles can barely admit that he is Luoyang, otherwise, he would have been swept out of the house as a madman.

Luoyang was very satisfied with this, even if his appearance was a little lower, it didn't matter, at least it was his face.

The only thing he had to worry about was that he had already appeared on TV, and the day before yesterday when the second episode of the show was broadcast, he showed his face again.

Although he didn't like it himself, it was clearly very popular.

There is a lot of space in the show dedicated to the singers' behind-the-scenes scenes, and Nayang often provides background music for Taeyeon when she is convulsive and funny, or gives his own advice when Taeyeon is concentrating on rehearsals, so he also has a lot of shots.

's outstanding musical talent and a good skin have won him a lot of attention, and many people are curious about who Luoyang is.

Therefore, if his appearance changes drastically in the future, then someone will definitely find that he is abnormal.

Even though someone found out, it doesn't seem to be anything... But the face changes and is still known by the fathers and villagers of the All-Heaven Dynasty, this feeling is really very... Odd.

Luoyang shook his head, put aside all the useless thoughts, and then pulled out his shirt and suit from the closet, dressed neatly, and dressed himself like an English gentleman in front of the mirror.

There is no job for Charles there today because it is Saturday.

There is no rehearsal today, because Bieber's performance on the Grammys is only one show, and there is no need to rehearse every day.

There is no special reason why he is dressed so handsomely, it's just that after being with Jessica for a long time, it is gradually difficult to accept his sloppy self.

It's as if there is some kind of brand on the body, and people don't know it, and they have changed.

After dressing, Luoyang looked carefully in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and habitually smiled sideways, wanting to ask someone's opinion.

But he was the only one in the room.

Obviously, Jessica and Han Qiao were thousands of miles away at this time, but Luoyang often had the illusion that they were by their side.

He smiled awkwardly, then sighed and looked at himself in the mirror in a daze.

"Huh~"

After being stunned for a while, he suddenly dubbed himself up, and then jumped on the spot twice, a suit rattling.

And then nothing happened.

Teleportation is a thing of the past.

He sighed again and pulled his wallet out of his pocket.

When I opened it, in my wallet, there was a photo of Jessica and Han Yu.

He stroked their bright smiling faces in the photo, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

After looking at it for a while, he reluctantly took back his wallet.

The sky outside the window was already bright, and Luoyang stood in front of the mirror, dazed.

Jessica's album has basically been finalized, and Taeyeon has found the twelve songs she wants, and there is no need for Luoyang to work hard to write songs.

According to the time difference, Han Jian and Jessica must have fallen asleep at this time, and he had no way to chat with them or cook them a delicious meal.

Salted Fish Sunny has also gone to work and doesn't need him to take care of it.

So all of a sudden he had nothing to do.

Without a goal, it can feel difficult.

Because you don't know where to go, you don't know what you should do, you just feel lost, you feel like everything you do, it's boring, it's meaningless.

Even if I play games and watch variety TV series, I often feel that my time is wasted.

Of course, there may be people who don't think so, which is also normal, and everyone has different thoughts and preferences.

It's just that Luoyang just thinks so.

Thankfully, he finally remembered what he wanted to do.

So after hesitating for a while, he turned to the bedside and picked up his guitar.

Luoyang has always loved music.

Whenever his favorite music plays, he feels his heart fluttering and he can't help himself.

If this music can be created from one's own brain, sung from one's own mouth, and played from one's own hands, that feeling can make people's souls tremble.

This feeling of being cool to the depths of his soul can be said to be the motivation for him to insist on writing songs every day.

"It's been a long time since I've had a street performance. ”

Luoyang held the guitar and was full of eagerness.

He has never lacked the desire to perform, otherwise he would not have gone to the street as soon as he learned the guitar.

It's just that later, when there were more and more things, he lost his mind about acting.

I happen to be free today, I don't have much to do, and it's okay to have a long-lost street performance.

If you sing well and get the affirmation of others, then you will feel very comfortable today.

"Let's go~ Let's go!The stars in the sky~Participate in Beidou~~"

Luoyang hummed a little tune, put the guitar in the bag, and then carried it out the door.

Luoyang is a neighborhood very close to the city center and only half an hour's drive from the Central Market, which is full of all kinds of delicacies, such as American roast chicken burgers, Mexican light meals, Indian curry rice, and Tianchao ravioli.

The people take food as the sky, in such a place, there are naturally a lot of people, if Luoyang is tired of singing, he can use the money he earns to eat.

So, Luoyang took a taxi and went to the central market.