"This should be it."

Stop in front of a slightly older shop.

Li Ran looked at the barber shop in front of him and made a judgment against his vague memory.

"Hey, kid, this isn't the place for someone of your color."

A kind old black man wearing a straw hat walked behind Li Ran and came to the door of the barbershop: "Although the security in Harlem is much better than in the past, there is still a high chance that Asians like you may be the target of robbery when walking on the road, especially those thugs who don't do anything all day long." ”

"I've seen it."

In this regard, Li Ran couldn't help but nodded, and replied with an expression of a person who had come over.

He did see the gangsters in the old man's mouth, but the final result was slightly different from what the other party said, the gangsters did not rob him, but he succeeded in robbing the gangsters.

"Really?"

The old black man turned his head to look at Li Ran, looking at his sloppy appearance of his sweatshirt and torn sneakers.

"I'm sorry kid, I'm sorry you got this to happen to you in Harlem." The old man obviously misunderstood something, and comforted Li Ran: "But this is life, isn't it, you can't always have smooth sailing, and occasionally encounter a little setback, so that you will be grateful when happiness comes." ”

After a rump full of chicken soup, the old man turned around and took out the key to open the door.

After a pause, he turned around and sent an invitation to Li Ran, who was standing at the door of the store: "That's it, kid, come in." Daddy can't change what happens to you, but at least he can change your hairstyle, and most importantly, of course, there's no charge. ”

Although the process of contact was different from what Li Ran thought, since the other party had sent out an invitation, he naturally followed the old man's invitation and walked into the barbershop.

"I don't usually cut my hair for free, so, at least in Daddy's barbershop, you're already on the same level as Ali and Jordan."

Pointing to the paper pasted on the wall, the old man turned his head to Li Ran and joked.

Li Ran looked in the direction of the old man's finger, and he saw that there were many names such as Muhammad Ali, Nelson Mandela, and Richard Rondetei printed on the paper, all of whom were famous figures among the blacks.

Let Li Ran do it in front of the mirror in the barbershop, the old man turned around and opened the curtains in the shop again, turned on the TV to tune in to the basketball program, and then stepped behind Li Ran and looked at his long hair: "Say, child, what kind of hairstyle do you want, explain in advance, Dad, although I have cut the hair of countless people, it is the first time for Asians." ”

Sitting on the chair in the barbershop, Li Ran heard the words of the old black man, and his heart suddenly became a little uneasy.

Although the face he is wearing now is not his own, if the hairstyle cut is too frustrating, it will also affect the image of the role.

"Why don't you just wash your hair?"

Thinking of this, Li Ran couldn't help but cautiously ask the old man.

“……”

Standing behind him, he silently watched Li Ran for a while, and the old man suddenly clapped his hands and laughed a few times, and then shook his head: "Haha~ Lie to your child, believe in Dad's craftsmanship, I will definitely give you a cool haircut, so that all the girls on the street will be moved by you." ”

Hearing the old man say this, Li Ran's heart not only did not let go, but became a little more panicked.

……

"Hey, Henry."

Walking into the barber shop with a chessboard, Bobby Fish, a regular customer with a goatee, looked up at Li Ran, who was sitting in the shop for a haircut.

Although there are many Asians in New York, it is still rare to see a yellow person with different skin in a black gathering place like Harlem, especially a new face that has never been seen before, and it is still in a barbershop with obvious black activities like Daddy Henry Hunt.

Because, in general, groups of different skins have their own areas of activity.

"Hey, Bobby." While holding scissors around Li Ran to cut his hair, the old man replied.

"Have you heard?" Placing the chessboard in front of the barbershop near the window, Poppy asked Henry in the shop.

"What?"

"Martin, a couple of them were beaten."

In front of the mirror of the barbershop, Li Ran, who heard this, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, if he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a group of black people he beat before, one of them was named Martin.

"Yes." Turning the chair and adjusting Li Ran in front of him to a direction to facilitate cutting hair, the old man named Henry immediately shrugged his shoulders, but he was not surprised at all: "I have already warned Martin that they must not exceed it too much, otherwise there will be bitter consequences sooner or later." It's a pity that they never listened to me. ”

"Times are different, Henry, yours are outdated." Picking up a chess piece, Bobby replied casually.

"Rules never fall behind, because rules are rules."

Obviously, the old man did not agree with this.

"Well, you'll always be right, Henry." Shrugging his shoulders, Poppy dropped a piece and replied.

"That's because I've made enough mistakes."

"Hey, Daddy."

A black guy walked into the barbershop.

"Chico, you're late." Glancing up at the time on the wall, Henry turned to the black guy and said.

"I'm sorry, Daddy."

"So, go and change your clothes now."

"You've always been so soft-hearted, Henry."

"I've been ruthless for most of my life, and I've even been in prison for it."

Although it was only a half-understood conversation, Li Ran still sensed a clue from the conversation between the two in the barbershop.

Obviously, the old man is also a man with a story.

"Daddy, I need a ......"

The barber shop opened by the old man is obviously a popular shop, and it has only opened in the morning, and there are already many customers who have already visited it.

Here, Li Ran sat in front of the chair and looked at his hair that was getting shorter and shorter, when he heard a slightly noisy sound from behind him.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that a black man who was walking staggeringly came to Li Ran, who was cutting his hair in his father's hand, and looked at the guy on the chair who was very different from the one in the barbershop.

"Holy shit, how could this be, I actually saw a ...... in the barbershop"

"Ahem, Shamik, you know the rules, swear is not allowed in Daddy's shop." Pointing to the profanity bucket of barber money, Henry said.

"I know, but Daddy, isn't the situation a little too strange, a yellow ...... Asians would cut their hair in your store?! ”

"What's so strange about this, Shamik, how many years have it been since the emancipation of blacks, we can all be presidents, why can't there be Asians in Daddy's barbershop."

"Daddy is right, and Mrs. Connie's Chinese restaurant is the best proof of that."

"Luke, you're late too."

"Dad, you know, I've been sleep deprived lately."