Chapter 5 Registration for the United States

"Okay," Regarding Tang Lin's behavior of coming over to cut his hair again so soon, Xiaoping said in her heart that the world of rich people is not something she can understand, a 588 yuan hairstyle, and it will be cut off again in a few days, which is really a bit of a waste, but she can't express any opinions, others are willing to spend money, and they can't care about it, and anyway, this is also an invisible opportunity to increase their salary. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

With a hint of complicated feelings, this time Xiaoping did not babble like last time to guide Tang Lin whether to do this, whether to do that, nor did he nag again, Tang Lin closed his eyes, only sad and sad music was wafting in the barbershop, and there were bursts of electric pushers and uncomfortable clips in.

When Tang Lin was about to fall asleep, he felt the back of his head being held up by a hand, and Xiaoping's voice came from his ears: "Classmate, wash up." ā€

"Well, okay," Tang Lin sat up and sat up, while Xiaoping used a dry towel to help Tang Lin dry the water from his hair.

"No. 8, cut this classmate's hair," Xiaoping put the towel in her hand into a plastic box and shouted to the man who was playing with his phone.

When the man heard this, he put the mobile phone in the drawer in front of the mirror, walked behind the chair next to him, pulled the chair back, and said to Tang Lin, "Sit here." ā€

After Tang Lin sat down, Barber No. 8 stood behind the chair and tied the haircut cloth to Tang Lin and asked, "Classmate, do you have any requirements for hairstyles?"

Tang Lin looked at himself in the mirror, thought about it, thought about it for a while, and said, "Help me cut a round hairstyle without bangs, that is, if you say these sides, trim the length of the exposed skin, and then the top is the inch head style." ā€

Tang Lin said as he pointed to the 8th in the back with his hand that stretched out the cloth, hoping that the 8th in the back would understand what he meant.

The results showed that his explanation was relatively successful, and the understanding of Barber No. 8 was not bad, and thirty minutes later, Tang Lin left the barber shop satisfied, amazed by Xiaoping and the girl at the cash register.

Fenglin Zhai 301.

In addition to the crackling keyboard sound in the dormitory, Zhou Haoran and Wu Hao's hurried shouts sounded from time to time, and occasionally there was a crisp female voice, but it was not what you imagined, and the four young people would not do this kind of thing.

"Be careful, 110 in front, nerd, you be careful and pull it over and hit it!" This was Zhou Haoran's voice.

"Monkey, add blood and blood, your sister!" this was Wu Hao's somewhat frantic voice.

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry, brother's milk volume, you can't die!" Zhou Haoran said in a somewhat obscene voice.

……

"Funeral flowers, be careful of hatred!" Wu Hao's caring voice.

"Don't worry, it's okay," it was a somewhat sweet female voice.

……

"Damn, monkey, your milk is wrong, can you have a good time!" This is Wu Hao's really crazy voice.

"Let's continue tomorrow," after Zhou Haoran made a mistake, what was triggered was a series of group annihilations, and finally a group of five people all fell in front of the boss, and the new dungeon nightmare-level difficulty was declared a failure again.

At this time, Wu Hao misses the combination of four people plus the funeral flower, the shield battle stabbing milk, although Feng Peng does not spend money to play games, but in the sponsorship of several friends in the dormitory, in this server, the equipment attributes can be ranked in the top few, not to mention the other three, now there is a lack of Feng Peng's shield and Tang Lin's battle, and the two players in the union who are randomly pulled are not enough meat shields, not enough damage, and difficult to play.

"Well, Brother Monkey, goodbye Brother Dumb!" the sweet and greasy voice then 'snapped' and turned off the microphone.

"Monkey, it's better to live with good milk," Wu Hao was very sad and painful.

"Don't blame me, who knew that the shield warrior was so brittle, it hung up in a few clicks, and no matter how much milk was used up, it had to be re-secreted," Zhou Haoran complained, Feng Peng was all casual milk when he was there, how could he be so exquisite.

"Bang," Tang Lin walked in from outside the door, and the two of them gave up the depression just now, looked up at Tang Lin, and then found themselves stunned.

"Wow, wood, you went for plastic surgery, why are you so handsome to cut your hair," Zhou Haoran stood up from his position and walked to Tang Lin to look left and right.

"It's rare and weird, I'm already handsome, what time is it," Tang Lin slapped away the lump of meat in front of him and walked to his desk.

"Ten fifty-eight," Wu Hao said, glancing at the time on the computer desktop.

"Send a message to Big Bird and tell him to go back to the dormitory after class, and then we will go to dinner together," Tang Lin threw the key to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Idiot, you look for a sketch video on the Internet, monkey, you look at the song MV, see if you can find a good program, let's take a look at it again," Tang Lin still hopes to do a good job in the show, and the feelings for his bedroom friends are more and more important.

"What about you," Zhou Haoran returned to his seat and sat down.

"I listen to the song," Tang Lin lifted his notebook and pressed the power button, and a starry animation appeared on the computer screen, and soon entered the desktop.

I opened the music chart, chose a song "Beautiful Day" from the new song chart, and brought earplugs.

Music list, a music temple-like existence, generally singers will upload song music sources with this platform, audition is free, whether the download fee can be set in the singer's background, up to 0.5 yuan per time, singer account registration needs to pass the review application, the minimum application qualification is an original song, a copy of identity information needs to be submitted when submitting the application, and the corresponding singer account will be generated according to the identity number and name after the review is passed, and then the singer will be informed by the music list.

The whispering sound of the piano sounded faintly, and a low trumpet sound slowly intertwined with the sound of the piano.

"Always with an apologetic heart

Urging you

When you take what you want

At that time

I want to believe it's love

And now too

I want to believe that's it

……

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The quiet and tactful sound of the piano and the slightly hoarse voice were entangled together, full of a sad longing for the person he had loved, Tang Lin slowly fell into the singing, and a woman's face appeared in his mind, familiar and unfamiliar.

"Wood, monkey, look at this, link me QQ to send it to you," Wu Hao's voice interrupted Tang Lin's wonderful state, and soon, Wu Hao's avatar flashed on Tang Lin's QQ.

Tang Lin opened the link, "Brother Don't Care About Me", clicked on the video to play, the video is a stage, a sofa is placed in the middle of the stage, and a man next to him is sitting on a chair on the left.

"Brother~," a little chubby girl about one meter six tall wearing a pink dress tied with pigtails her hands drooped, slightly open to the sides, her palms constantly swinging back and forth, and her elongated voice walked in from the right side like ants on a hot pot, walked in next to the man in front of the sofa and listened, a little at a loss.

"Eh~," my brother replied straight.

"Brother, that~that~," the fat girl couldn't kick her breath, her speech was intermittent, and the fingers of her right hand pointed to the right side of the stage, as if she wanted to tell her brother what was outside.

"Cuihua, what's wrong," the elder brother looked confused, and stopped the fat girl Cuihua, who kept gesturing.

"I-I," Cuihua swallowed hard to moisten Interference's throat, "I was on my way home and saw a couple of bad sisters robbing my friend of his money. ā€

The elder brother sat on the side and listened to Cuihua's speech, echoing it.

"That's why I said a word," Cuihua excitedly pointed to the front with her right hand.

"What did you say," the brother asked.

"Ah, who do you get permission to do business here?" said Cuihua, pretending to be fierce.

"What?" the brother asked in surprise.

"This is my territory!" Cuihua said fiercely, pointing to the stage.

"Cuihua, what are you talking about!" the elder brother was obviously dissatisfied with the conversation with his younger sister Cuihua, and he felt that his sister couldn't treat her classmates so fiercely.

Cuihua carried the corner of her dress, sat on the sofa, and said innocently: "I learned it by watching TV." ā€

"Ahh ā€

"Got it, brother," Cuihua looked around on the couch, obviously not wanting her brother to continue the topic and talk about him.

"Brother, brother, I am, yes, I have to clean up," Cuihua got up from the sofa and walked to the right, putting her palm on the front of her mouth and spitting on it, looking like she was going to work, but she didn't take a few steps before her brother stopped shouting.

"Cuihua," Cuihua had to hold back and turn her head to look at her brother, "Is your homework done?"

Cuihua was startled, her index finger kept making small circles in front of her stomach, and her eyes rolled rapidly, thinking about how to keep her brother from dwelling on this issue.

"You have to do your homework before you can play," said to his younger sister, his brother was still very clear, and said to Cuihua with a very serious face.

"Got it, brother," Cuihua reluctantly sat back on the sofa, and suddenly had a plan, and said with a flattering smile to her brother, "Then I'll finish my homework now, brother, you can leave me alone." ā€

"Okay," the elder brother thought for a moment, but didn't suspect anything.

Cuihua looked like she had succeeded in her scheming, quickly took out a mobile phone from the sofa behind her buttocks, and dialed a phone call with a tick.

"Hey, Yan Xi, finish my homework by tomorrow," the voice was still smiling at first, but it became stiff at the end of the conversation, making people listen to a threatening tone.

After finishing speaking, Cuihua hung up the phone and put on a flattering smile, "Brother, I'm done with my homework." ā€

"Cuihua!" The brother next to him got up from the chair in a hurry, and the younger sister has now learned to threaten people, so it's okay.

The angry brother was so frightened that Cuihua waved his hand and moved to the right side of the sofa, "Brother, we said okay, you won't care about me after I finish my homework." ā€