When Qin Fan was escorted to the barber room next to the entrance of the compound, he still didn't know what was going on.

"Cut, cut for me!" said the second uncle, a little angrily. "Comrade, how do you cut this, and what kind of cut does it look like?" asked the barber. The second uncle looked around, thought for a moment, and then pointed to his head and said, "Cut it like me." ”

At this time, Qin's mother hurriedly came: "His second uncle ......" The second uncle ignored it, and once again blackened his face: "Cut, just cut like me." Then he reprimanded Qin Fan: "With such long hair, neither male nor female, do you really want to be that little rascal......?"

What's the situation?, Qin Fan was still muttering.

Three times five divided by two, one head with long flowing hair is gone, Qin Fan looked at himself in the mirror, his fair and delicate face, with a hairstyle like a pot lid. Qin Fan was stunned. On the way home, Qin Fan walked in front with his head down, the second uncle walked behind with his hands behind his back, and then Qin's mother and Qin's father, who had just gotten off work. I only heard Qin's mother muttering quietly, and after a while, Qin's father's voice came from behind the voice: "I have long wanted to cut the ......" The younger sister at the door, looking at the brother with the lid on the pot, wanted to laugh, but after thinking about it, she retracted into her room in fear. The neighbors of the compound are pointing and watching the excitement.

Alas, cut it and cut it. If it was Qin Fan before, he would definitely make trouble. Now Qin Fan, if you think about it, it doesn't matter. It's just that I don't know why the second uncle is so angry. In my impression, there was no such thing, but Dad Qin had done such a thing twice.

At dinner, the second uncle's face was much better, especially for his sister, and he gave her two dishes. The younger sister also looked at Qin Fan with a weak heart, and hurriedly finished the meal, and then shrank back into her room. Qin Fan didn't think much about it, but when the second uncle said about him, he kept nodding his head and kept saying "yes". The second uncle saw that Qin Fan's attitude of admitting his mistake was very good, and his face gradually softened. I went back to my room, looked in the mirror, and decided to wait for the second uncle to leave, and then get a bald haircut, anyway, summer is coming, it's cool! At this time, the voice of the second uncle came from the living room: "... If it weren't for the little girl telling me that Fanzi was still kissing girls at school, I..."

Qin Fan shouted loudly: "Little sister!" After a while, his sister's weak voice came from next door: "Brother, I'm asleep...... "Liar!" The voice of the second uncle in the living room continued: "The banknotes are all drying on the roof, one million for three months,... The peasants do not farm, the workers do not work, what will they eat in the future, who will contribute to the country ... What about the state?"

Qin Fan listened and shook his head. Suddenly, I noticed that there was no feeling of hair brushing my ears.

Early the next morning, Qin Fan put on his photography bag, rolled up the sketch, took three more steamed buns from the table, and relied on them at noon. I said hello to the second uncle in the living room. The second uncle didn't want to sleep in Qin Fan's room last night, so Qin's father had to build a marching bed in the living room. The second uncle looked at Qin Fan's pot lid and nodded with satisfaction.

With the head of the pot that his daughter had shaved when she was a child in her previous life, Qin Fan rode on the car and had a trace of memory. Pedestrians on the side of the road looked at the teenager in amazement. When he arrived at the school gate, he was stopped by the uncle in the communication room, looked at him suspiciously, and repeatedly explained that he was a student of the school, and he went to the studio to paint today, but the uncle still stopped him again and again, Qin Fan was anxious and said: "I used to have long hair, and I was in the second (third) class of high school." Uncle seemed to think of something, waved his hand, and let Qin Fan in.

When I arrived at the studio, I put down my bag, spread out the sketch, and began to draw the draft, wanting to finish the draft in the morning, and with the memory of my previous life, the design draft was completed quickly, and the design ideas and instructions were written, and the designer and instructor were written. Seeing that it was still early, I had perfected the planning plan of my previous life, and I was thinking about who to find to implement this plan. There are not many good enterprises in Gao'an City, most of them are military enterprises. Other state-owned units seem to never advertise at this time, the old liquor factories are crumbling, the new breweries have just been formed, and some traditional industries are not aware of this. In the previous life, this plan was favored by liquor companies from other places.

Thinking about the Gao'an Distillery at this time, in all fairness, the taste of the Anhe wine of the Gao'an Distillery is still good, and the current director seems to have the surname Shi. It is a comrade-in-arms of Qin Fan's distant uncle, who also participated in the self-defense war against Vietnam, and after retiring from the army, one is in the propaganda department of the county party committee and the other is in the Gao'an distillery. Qin Fan couldn't understand that in the 80s, it was the era of the great leap forward in the liquor industry, and thousands of liquor companies sprung up. Gao'an Distillery is still an old distillery, how can it be ......

Alas, I don't want to, brainstorming. Stretched out his hands to see that the finger was a golden finger, and after looking at it for a long time, he found that it was all meat. Looking at the studio, there is also a sketch that I have not finished before, which is a sketch of a plaster statue of Voltaire. In addition, there are some plaster sculptures, like David, well, the shape is a little inaccurate, the small seat of Venus, well, her clothes have been removed, I heard Sister Yun say, when Venus just bought back, a leader of the school, after running over to see, had to put Venus in a shirt to put it out. However, I heard Sister Yun say that when she bought it in a handicraft store in the provincial capital, Venus was also wearing clothes.

There is a group of still lifes in a corner of the studio, which was originally for two junior high school students to draw still life sketches, according to Sister Yun, these two students are quite talented, but a few days ago, the students' parents came over and asked Sister Yun: "Learning painting with you can guarantee that they will be admitted to university?" At that time, Sister Yun was a little confused by the question, so she had to reply helplessly: "I can't guarantee it." ”

On the other side of the studio is the oil painting "A Thousand Miles Leap Forward" created by Sister Yun. Soviet-style realism. At this time, the Gao'an painting world was all engaged in oil painting, as if other types of paintings were not enough to express their creative ideas. But in Gao'an, you can't even buy oil paints in the city. No, you have to go to the provincial capital to get it all. Qin Fan also followed the trend with great interest some time ago, buying oil painting boxes, canvases, paints, brushes, and so on. It cost a total of 279 yuan, which made Qin's father smirk.

Looking at the oil painting in front of the still life. Qin Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, painting really burns money. There are very few painters who have become famous, and even fewer who have sold for tens of millions of dollars for a painting in later generations. The sketch was changed, and the thickness of the lines was increased to express the primary and secondary reality of the image structure.

Seeing that the time was still early, Qin Fan went to the communication room and wanted to call his uncle, maybe he was on duty.

To put it mildly, finally the uncle agreed to dial a phone, one or two circles, oh, this is not a button phone in later generations, and the distance is a little farther, and it has to be transferred to the transfer station. Coincidentally, my uncle was actually on duty. After saying hello on the phone, I asked: When is my uncle free and want to talk to him. Reply: Today. Qin Fan calculated the time and told his uncle to go to him at night. The uncle smiled on the phone and said: Come to the autumn breeze again.

Putting down the phone, looking at the silent uncle on the side, he took out half a pack of cross-river cigarettes from his trouser pocket and handed it to the uncle. Damn, I knew it was like this, I should have given it when I first came, and I saved so much tongue. Qin Fan said secretly in his heart. Alas, aren't you afraid to report that students smoke. After going around in a circle, I went back to the studio, tidied up a little, and lifted the water bottle, which was still full of hot water. It must have been washed by Sister Yun when she left early in the morning. Midday. I poured a cup of hot water, took out the cold bun, and perfunctory my stomach.

"Knock knock, knock" A cold bun has not been eaten yet, only a knock on the door is heard.

"Come in. "Is there anyone else coming? This is not yet the time for Wanqing and Dong Min to come.