Out of the high-speed rail station, Zhao Hao looked at the time.

It's only four o'clock in the afternoon, it's still early, and it's too late to have dinner at six or seven o'clock.

So Zhao Hao decided to accept Dr. Shen's suggestion and get a haircut.

He wandered the streets, found a regular barbershop, and swaggered in.

Why the word "formal"? There's a reason for this, of course, and there's a story.

It is said that when Zhao Hao first entered high school, he had the concept of a haircut for the first time. Before that, his understanding of haircutting was to shave the head, and the hair grew and shaved off. On high school campuses, there are already many young boys who have begun to imitate the hairstyles of idol stars, and some people have followed the trend to engage in the hairstyles of some football and basketball stars.

Zhao Hao seemed to be empowered, and suddenly realized the importance of hairstyles, and even learned a wise saying about hairstyles: blood can flow, heads can be broken, and hairstyles cannot be messed up.

After having such an awareness, Zhao Hao often tinkered with his hairstyle in front of the mirror, hoping to make a little soft feeling. He once washed his hair with five packs of Rejoicing in a row, hoping to get a little of the fluttering feeling in TV commercials, which turned out to be just special effects in commercials, and he couldn't make such flowing and chic hair in real life.

After experiencing this painful failure, Zhao Hao decided to find a professional to solve it.

That was the first time Zhao Hao had the idea of meeting Wei Wei by chance, the first time is always important, in order to leave a handsome and chic initial impression, he went to a very high-end barbershop.

At that time, Zhao Hao felt that the barber shop was high-end because he decided to go for a haircut at night, so that he could have a chance encounter on Weiwei's way to school the next morning. That night, he saw rainbow-colored lights flashing in front of the barber shop, and the interior was filled with pink light, and a sense of high-end atmosphere and high-grade déjà vu came to his face.

As soon as he walked in, he was greeted warmly by four young ladies.

At that moment, Zhao Hao felt that he had come to the right place, these young ladies with fancy branches were professionals at first glance.

A second later, Zhao Hao was a little confused, and the other party actually asked him to choose one of the four young ladies. Zhao Hao has shaved his head for many years, and he has never experienced this kind of scene, so he feels a little fresh, so he picked a more pleasing one.

That young lady was very professional, she dry cleaned Zhao Hao as soon as she got started, and helped him pinch his back and massage, and chatted with him with or without a match.

Zhao Hao chatted with the other party very speculatively, and secretly sighed that the service of this store was really thoughtful, and the young lady discussed the topic of whether he had a girlfriend with him.

A few minutes later, Zhao Hao suddenly felt that the young lady hugged him from behind, blew in his ear, and said a line that he will never forget: "100 for airplanes, 200 for fast food, and 500 ...... for nights"

This story tells us that the prices of goods in that era were really low.

This story also tells us that Zhao Hao not only looks like a stupid beep now, but he was also a stupid beep back then.

Zhao Hao escaped with a red face, and before leaving, he paid 50 oceans as the cost of dry cleaning.

That was Zhao Hao's most expensive haircut, and before that, the price of his head shaving never exceeded ten yuan.

During those years, every time he recalled that incident, two words would flash in Zhao Hao's heart: shame!

It's so shameful, it's so shameful, in those green years, he couldn't accept such a setting at all.

He even felt sorry for Vivi, as if he had done something bad that had lost his conscience, so much so that his chance encounter was delayed for a week.

Today, many years later, Zhao Hao recalls the troubles of the year and can smile heartily.

That's youth.

That's the self that used to be young.

Walking to the door of this regular barber shop in Xiangcheng, Zhao Hao glanced back, his eyes were extremely confused, as if he wanted to find something in the bustling crowd on the street.

For a moment, he felt as if he had forgotten something important.

He suddenly couldn't remember how he had met Vivi after that adventure in the barbershop. But he remembered that he had a person like Weiwei in his life, and he also remembered that Weiwei was the only girlfriend he had ever dated. It's just that this concept of "remembering" is very vague, just like a primary school classmate who has not been in touch for more than ten years, who once really existed in her own life, but she doesn't remember what she looks like.

"Welcome."

The voice of the barber clerk woke Zhao Hao up from his confusion.

He came back to his senses, and the memory on the other end began to revitalize.

That memory is full of the past of him and Bao Lu.

So he cheered up and was ready to welcome his second spring.

The moment he took off the mask, Zhao Hao had a bit of an idol baggage, for fear of being recognized.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand this era of information explosion.

In this big era, some people become popular overnight, and some people become obsolete overnight. Some celebrities who became popular last year need to be popular this year to be remembered by the world. Many celebrities are afraid of being forgotten, so they have to appear on twenty or thirty variety shows a year, and they are familiar with each other over and over again. And people like Zhao Hao, who became famous a few years ago, have never shown their faces in any variety shows, and have long been forgotten by most people.

This kind of forgetting is similar to Zhao Hao's forgetting of Xue Wei. For example, if you ask the employees in this barber shop who is the person who laid the No. 6 base, they will remember that person is Zhao Ritian, and this matter has been compiled into primary and secondary school textbooks, and even primary school students know about it. But if you ask them what they remember Zhao Ritian look like, no one in the store can remember it.

Today's Zhao Hao does not have the momentum of a high-level evolutionary at all, and it is difficult for people to associate him with a certain powerhouse.

In the eyes of these staff in the barbershop, Zhao Hao is just a tall and handsome customer, nothing more.

Half an hour later, in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Hao was not only a little tall and handsome, but quite tall and handsome.

He followed his feelings and got a short haircut that was popular this year, and suddenly he had a bit of a male god's sense of déjà vu.

If he bursts out with a momentum above the mutation level, and puts on a few domineering poses, people can associate him with some evolutionary celebrities.

When the people in the barber shop started this association, Zhao Hao had already paid and left.

Before leaving, he took a serious look at himself in the mirror and stabilized his confidence in being more handsome.

With this kind of self-confidence, Zhao Ritian, the earthlings can no longer stop him.

He took a taxi and headed for his destination.

Pinching his fingers, he hadn't touched his phone for two hours, and he hadn't communicated with Bao Lu online.

Sitting in the car, Zhao Hao picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that there was no power......

Xiangcheng is worthy of being a place to record every day, there is true love in the world, there is true love in the world, the taxi driver is very upright, and he solves Zhao Hao's urgent need. After charging in the car for 20 minutes, Zhao Ritian began to believe in love again, so much so that he ignored the driver's eldest brother to drive a few more kilometers.

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