In June, Hangzhou City already has the breath of early summer.

Lin Jiawei came to a large-scale fashion barber shop early to start his busy and fulfilling but somewhat difficult day.

He is a native of Hangzhou, 21 years old, although he is not very old, but his skills are extraordinary, he is proficient in cutting knives and scissors, and even a blade can play with a hairstyle.

In the final analysis, his family is a family of barbers, and his ancestors have made a living from haircuts for generations, and they have been exposed to it since he was a child.

Speaking of which, the barber industry has appeared as early as the Han Dynasty, but the name is different, but it has always been very narrow, until the Qing Dynasty, the Manchu aristocracy for the purpose of long-term rule, intended to change the customs of the Han people, forced men to shave their heads and comb their braids, which also directly led to the real rise of the barber industry, unprecedented development.

And Lin Jiawei's ancestral business started in the Qing Dynasty, when Yongzheng was not as handsome as the fourth master played on TV, and there was a leprosy scar on his head, it was very difficult to cut hair, and it was easy to be scratched, many barbers were killed because of this, but Lin Jiawei's ancestors succeeded, it can be said that he saved the entire barber industry, and was therefore named "half a deputy Luan driving little deacon" by Yongzheng, and a pair of couplets "Do the world's top business, use the world's top kung fu", which can be described as infinitely beautiful, but later after that dark period, the family fell into the middle of the road, and it is now, guarding only a small façade.

"Brother Lin, the last time I saw you use a knife to brush and brush a person's hair, super handsome, can you also give me a haircut like that?" Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys sat at the barber table, dancing as they spoke, their eyes full of antiquity.

When Lin Jiawei heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then half-joking, half-seriously: "You kid really has a vision, that's my family's heirloom mastery, Xiaolin flying knife, I usually don't use it lightly, but for the sake of you, I'll make an exception again." ”

He took out the old-fashioned razor hidden in the back of his toolbox, but his expression was no longer as casual as just now, but like a real knife man treating his own knife, full of infinite emotion.

Lin Jiawei touched the boy's skull with his left hand, and just grabbed a handful of hair, the razor in his right hand reacted quickly as if a soldier had been on standby.

The hands are like butterflies flying, graceful and skillful.

"Brother Lin, what kind of technique are you, it's really powerful, but I can't see clearly if you can slow down a little." The boy looked at the razor flying on his head, and his heart was actually a little discouraged, but the dignity of the little man made him unwilling to show weakness.

Lin Jiawei glanced at the reckless boy, smiled at the corner of his mouth, slowed down, and distracted him: "Do you know Jiao Enjun, when he played Xiao Li Feidao in the past, his short hair was made in this way. ”

"Jiao Enjun, I know, it's quite handsome, although I don't like it very much, but it's my mother's male god, and I still have the poster of the year, and my father is often jealous, haha." As soon as the boy talked about celebrities, especially his mother's stars, he immediately became interested.

Lin Jiawei chatted with the little boy while cutting his hair, the razor shuttled between the hair, like flowing water, and the turning point had a sense of a hundred turns.

Li Jie, the stylist on the side, looked at Lin Jiawei's unique craftsmanship jealously, and sneered at a fat man with small eyes and thin mouth and a fat brain next to him: "Hmph, what's the big deal, I'm showing off again, don't you just know how to use knives, and you're not a chef, what age is this, what kind of old is this, what kind of old man is pretending to be old at a young age." ”

This fat man is Zhang Shiming, the nephew of the owner of this shop, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes and said: "People are very big-named, what family craftsmanship can't be passed on, rely on, what age is it and the whole portal, if you don't want to say it directly, if it weren't for my uncle's illusions, I would have been ... Ahem, you're not going to work yet. ”

Zhang Shiming suddenly realized that he almost missed his mouth, and immediately changed his words and drove the hairstylist away, and after speaking, he looked at the razor in Lin Jiawei's hand, and the ruthlessness in his eyes flashed.

"Alright." Lin Jiawei didn't care what the two men said, and quickly finished it, and then carefully put the razor into the innermost compartment of the toolbox.

This knife was made for him by his father when he was still young, and each member of the Lin family and his descendants had a razor of their own, which was precious as life.

Lin Jiawei's father is very conservative, and he has never used only a razor for haircuts, but this society is developing too fast, and the barber industry is changing with each passing day, and the world of a razor has long passed, so Lin Jiawei ignored his father's scolding and the hindrance of his ancestors, and left very early and came to this fashionable creative style to work as a stylist, learning by the way.

He has some talent in haircuts, and he has a very unique aura in hairstyling, and in just over a year, he has been bypassed, combining ancient techniques with modern techniques.

Now he is moving towards his biggest dream, the London International Hairstylist Award.

And far away in a garden in the heavenly court, Chang'e is chatting with her best friend, but Chang'e is a little troubled, mortal women love beauty, and fairies are no exception.

"Sister Chang'e, we still think Sister Peony's hairstyle is a little better than yours." When the peach blossom fairy in pink said this, she glanced at the peony fairy in a big red robe next to her without leaving a trace.

"Well, I think so too, Sister Chang'e, why did you say that Sansanzun closed his contacts with the world hundreds of years ago, the immortals who finally flew up and could coil their hair are now catching up with the cultivation boom, and we have been around with these hairstyles ourselves, and we have been tired of seeing them for hundreds of years." The daffodil fairy dressed in white immediately followed.

"That's right, only Sister Peony's is a little new, and the rest of us are not good-looking." On the one hand, Chang'e doesn't have Xingjun's shelf, and she has a good relationship with these people, and on the other hand, she is also instructed by Peony, so she says so.

Chang'e was depressed in her heart, thinking that she was also a top beauty in the heavenly court, but she was lower than the second-class peony, of course she was very unconvinced, but it was all from the mouth of her best friend, and this was also a fact, so she could only bear it silently.

The peony fairy saw that the heat was almost over, and she was about to hurt her feelings after that, so she hurriedly stood up and said, "You can't say that, Sister Chang'e's beauty is beyond our reach." ”

Peony glanced at Chang'e, who was smiling, and knew that she could enter the topic, so she deliberately half-reminded and half-puzzled: "Sister Chang'e, you said that Tianzun has obviously closed the exchanges between the fairy world and the mortal world, why did you only send you, the dignified Taiyin Xingjun, to garrison it, hey, I don't know what new hairstyles there are in the world over the past few hundred years?" ”

Chang'e's eyes lit up when she heard this, but then she reacted, looked at the others with great meaning, and said lightly: "How can Tianzun's divine thoughts be known to us, when it comes to the mortal world, you don't know it, now that the immortals are forbidden to go down to the mortal, I don't dare to go down to the mortal world without permission, so I don't know the specific situation in the mortal world." ”

"I'll go back first, there are still some things waiting for me to deal with in Guanghan Palace, and I'll talk to you next time." After saying that, Chang'e hurriedly set up the clouds and left.

After Chang'e walked away, the Peach Blossom Fairy looked up at Peony and expressed the doubts in her heart: "Sister Peony, do you think Chang'e will go to the mortal world?" ”

"Yes, sister, do you say that our radical method is useful, this is a violation of the rules of heaven, she shouldn't dare, right?" The daffodil fairy was also skeptical.

Hearing this, Peony smiled confidently and said: "Don't worry, what kind of person is Chang'e, I dare to swallow the golden pill given by the queen mother when I was still a mortal, and she dares to love her aunt's murderous enemy to death, what do you say she wouldn't dare." ”

Peony glanced at the two fairies who had suddenly woken up, and continued to explain: "Besides, do you think our little trick didn't see it, she didn't say it because she didn't care, how could there be anything in the Guanghan Palace that needed to be dealt with in such a hurry, it must be that she forgot about the Nether Realm before, and now she is going to go secretly." ”

"But, but isn't it a little immoral for us to treat Sister Chang'e like this?" The Peach Blossom Fairy was a little reluctant to go.

"Don't worry, this is also the queen mother's will, she is also distressed about Panfa, after all, to be in charge of all the fairies in the heavenly court, the demeanor is more important, if Sister Chang'e is found to be really punished, our sisters will be guilty together, if it is successful, it may be possible to avoid the pain of August 15 every year, after all, ......" Peony glanced at Chang'e, who disappeared, and stopped talking, with a distressed face.

At this time, Chang'e was indeed as Peony said, secretly went down the realm and turned into an ordinary-looking girl, with a black and white sleeveless shirt on her upper body and a pair of black tube pants on her lower body, which is no different from the women she usually sees.

"You see that guy's hairstyle is so weird?" Passers-by on the side pointed at Chang'e's hairstyle.

"Maybe she just finished filming, she doesn't have time to remove her makeup, she looks average, not as good as me, and she also wants to make movies, so I'm not more sure?" Another girl who dreamed of stardom said happily.

Chang'e ignored the strange eyes of passers-by, strolling down the street, very new to many things, looking curiously all the way, and soon came to the door of a barber shop called Creative Style, and fortunately she looked at the manual of human development recorded by Wu Gang before she went to the lower realm, otherwise she might not be able to recognize these words, after all, all she knows are traditional characters.

Chang'e hesitated for a moment, thinking that she could play at any time, so she got down to business first, and pushed the door in.

"Wow, there are so many barbers, I didn't expect that there are more barbers in a small store than in the entire Heavenly Court." When Chang'e saw seven or eight busy barbers, she couldn't help but sigh.

"Hello, please here, I'm sorry, I'm going to line up now, I'm going to trouble you to wait a minute, I want to ask if you want any stylist to do your hair?" When a waitress saw Chang'e coming in, she led her to the waiting area and sat down, serving water and melon seeds.

Hearing this, Chang'e shook her head.

"Since you are not familiar with it, then you can choose a favorite stylist on this and tell me, I will help you say, this is a hairstyle sample, you can tell the stylist what kind of hairstyle you want, or you can ask the stylist to style your hair." The waiter said, two magazines in two places, the thin one is the stylist's information, and the thick one is the hairstyle displayed by various models.

"Ordinary washing, cutting and blowing is 60 yuan a time, if it is a modeling, it will cost 120 yuan a time, if you want to dye your hair, perm, you can directly negotiate the price with your stylist, if there is nothing else, do not bother you, you can call me if you have something." The waiter left with a smile.

Chang'e nodded casually, her attention fully focused on the magazine that introduced hairstyles.

Newcomers upload new books, click to collect.