In the afternoon, Zhao Qingyu took Zhao Qingfeng to the barber shop in the east of the town to cut his hair.

In fact, there is a barber shop near their shop, next to the school gate.

However, the barber's fingernails may be two centimeters long, and she especially likes to use her pointed nails to shave the scalp of customers......

It felt really sour.

Washing off a head can make a person's skull peel off.

Of course, Zhao Qingyu knew the importance of the scalp to her hair, and she didn't like to argue with people, so she simply took Zhao Qingfeng to treat her hair.

She remembers that there was a small barber shop in the east of town, where there was a very gentle barber boy, who would gently press on the customer's head every time he washed his hair, which was very comfortable.

Zhao Qingyu sometimes went to get a haircut, and when she washed her hair, she could wash her sleepiness.

When we got to the place, there was only one guest there, and it was almost finished.

There were three people in the barbershop, one master and two apprentices.

That gentle little guy was one of the apprentices.

The master was giving a haircut to a guest, and when he saw a guest coming, he greeted the two apprentices and asked them to receive them.

"Which of you gets a haircut?" The gentle little brother walked over and looked at Zhao Qingyu.

Zhao Qingyu turned his head and pointed at Zhao Qingfeng beside him, and said, "It's him, my brother." ”

The gentle little brother smiled, and asked Zhao Qingfeng to go to the back room with him to wash his hair.

Zhao Qingyu sat on the sofa at the back idly, looking at the various retro hairstyles in the store.

I have to say that in this period, all that is popular is ion perm, tin foil perm, and various color highlights.

Well, although it is not as exaggerated as the later "funeral family", the aesthetics are basically developing in that direction.

When Zhao Qingfeng came out after washing his hair, the guest had already left, and the master took a clean towel and asked the former to sit on the sofa in front of the mirror.

The master with the hedgehog head wrapped a towel around Zhao Qingfeng's neck, took a large coat for him to wear, and then pinned the collar with a clip.

"What kind of haircut do you want?" Master picked up a pair of scissors and a comb from the table in front of the mirror.

Zhao Qingyu was just about to speak, when the master suddenly pointed to a picture hanging on the wall and said, "Little classmate, why don't I give you that haircut, this is one of the most popular hairstyles now." ”

"Sister......

Zhao Qingfeng looked at Zhao Qingyu in the mirror and asked in a low voice.

"Master doesn't need it, just give him a little flat haircut." Zhao Qingyu said.

"This hairstyle really suits him, and with his face, it's the same as the star in the painting."

"It's really needless, he's still a primary school student, and the school is strictly controlled."

The barber master heard her say so, and it was not easy to persuade her.

Zhao Qingyu knew that in fact, this hairstyle was the same price as the small flat head, compared to the small flat head, it was much simpler, and it could be done with a razor.

The barber may want to recommend her own shop specialty, but she really doesn't need to.

Zhao Qingyu sat in the back and waited, listening to the barber chatting with his younger brother.

Of course, I also asked about my age, where I went to school, what grade I went to, and so on.

It's a marketing ploy.

Although Zhao Qingfeng is not very cheerful, he is not introverted either, and whoever talks to him, he will answer them one by one.

"You wash my hair, I want a haircut too." Zhao Qingyu suddenly said to the gentle little brother who was observing the master's haircut on the side.

The gentle little brother was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and asked her to go to the back to wash her hair.

Lie down on the small couch and rest your head on top of the pool.

When the warm water flowed through his scalp, Zhao Qingyu gently closed his eyes.

"Is the water temperature right?" The gentle little brother's soft voice sounded overhead.

"Well, that's good."

Zhao Qingyu's hair has grown very long, almost reaching the waist.

Her hair was growing fast, and there were still a few small split ends at the ends.

Actually, she likes long black and straight hair very much, but she was very busy every day in high school, and she didn't even have time to wash her hair properly.

Her hair was so long that it took a long time to wash her hair every time, so she decided to cut it short to save time.

After Zhao Qingfeng's hair was combed, the master asked Zhao Qingyu to sit in his seat, and he began to point to various hairstyles on the wall, and asked her with great interest what hairstyle she wanted.

"It's okay to cut it short, cut it well" Zhao Qingyu saw a boy walking by outside the door out of the corner ......of his eye, and immediately pointed to his back and said, "It's the same as him!" ”

Not only the barber, but even the two apprentices plus Zhao Qingfeng thought that they had just heard a hallucination.

"Who's the guy you just mentioned?"

"That blue-clad baby who walked over just now." One of the apprentices rushed to answer.

Master waved his hand and said, "How is it possible, it must be someone else." ”

Zhao Qingyu sighed and said, "That's right, I just want to cut that boy's hair, which is a very common hairstyle." ”

Master: "......"

This girl isn't crazy, is she?

"Sister, if you want to cut your hair like that, will it be too short."

That hairstyle is just a little stronger than the little flat head.

"It's true, cut it quickly, I won't trouble you."

Since the guests said so, the master of the barber shop didn't say anything more, just sighed, picked up the scissors and cut Zhao Qingyu's hair directly from the rubber band.

"Do you want to keep this hair?" The barber asked.

"Hmm."

Zhao Qingyu nodded as a matter of course, her hair can still be sold for dozens of yuan, don't you be stupid.

The barber asked the apprentice to find a plastic bag, and then began to cut Zhao Qingyu's hair seriously.

Half an hour later, a handsome tomboy was born.

After paying, Zhao Qingyu walked out of the store with Zhao Qingfeng.

Looking at the back of the two leaving, the barber shop master shook his head: "What a beautiful girl, I have to make the baby's head shape, alas, ......"

The two apprentices glanced at each other, but neither of them spoke.

……

"Light rain?!"

As soon as Zhao Qingyu stepped into the house, Zhao's mother, who was watching TV, jumped up from her chair and shouted in horror.

Father Zhao and Wang Lei also looked at her in surprise, as if she had suddenly turned into a monster.

"Mom......"

As soon as Zhao Qingyu said a word, Zhao's mother rushed over, raised her hand and pulled it on her head, and then slapped her head several times, of course, the strength was not heavy.

"You dead girl, why do you make yourself look like you!" Mother Zhao couldn't help but scold.

"Oh, I'm too busy studying, it's easy to cut my hair short, and it's not like it won't grow anymore."

Zhao Qingyu covered her head and hid in the house, and Zhao's father also helped her say a few words, it is nothing more than that girls cut their hair short, there is no need to make such a fuss.

The hair scissors were cut, and Zhao's mother had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, you all have a point, but you don't have to cut your hair so short, next time you leave me a short hair with full ears!" ”

Zhao Qingyu picked up the mirror on the bedroom table and looked at himself carefully.

It really feels like a boy......

And there are still a lot of short hair scum on the nose and face, not to mention the uncomfortable feeling in the neck.

She put her cut hair in a drawer and got up to wash her hair in the bathroom.

Seeing Zhao Qingyu come out, Zhao's mother couldn't help but say a few more words.

"You girl, you are very thoughtful, and you don't say anything to us in advance."

“……”

Zhao Qingyu didn't dare to reply, so he had to bear it obediently.

Wang Lei glanced at her a few times at the beginning, and then didn't look at Zhao Qingyu again.

It's just that although his eyes are always staring at the TV in front of him, his heart is all on other people.

When Zhao Qingyu came out after washing his hair, Zhao Qingfeng went in to wash his hair again.

She sat next to Wang Lei with a towel, and the latter couldn't help but turn his face sideways and take a quick look at her, just in time to see her delicate side face and the small dimples at the corners of her mouth, and then turned her face back with a pounding heartbeat.

"Mom, next time I cut my hair, I'll tell you in advance." Zhao Qingyu rubbed her hair while smiling and being close to Zhao's mother.

"Hmph, hippie smiley."

Mother Zhao glanced at her with a straight face.

Zhao Qingyu knew her mother's personality and knew that she was no longer angry, but she was still a little unhappy.

So he said a few more kind words, and finally added a reason: "Mom, my hair grows very fast, and it will grow very long in less than a month." ”

"That's just as well." Zhao's mother took over the conversation, "It is said that my mind is idle and grows hair, my daughter is busy with her studies at home every day, and she can grow so much hair, this is all up to me." ”

Father Zhao immediately disagreed, pointed to his head and said, "What's up to you, I have a lot of hair." ”

Mother Zhao glanced sideways at Zhao's father and said, "When you get old, you won't have to be so much." ”

“…… I thank you Prophet, no one in my family is bald. ”

"Maybe you're genetically mutated."

"Is there a mother-in-law like you who hurt her husband???

Several children couldn't help but snicker as they listened to the adults arguing.

……

On the morning of the last day of the May Day holiday, Zhao Qingyu received a text message from Ruan Ling.

Nguyen Ling: Are you free this afternoon?

Zhao Qingyu had just finished reading the message and was about to reply to the message when the other party's phone called.

Ruan Ling: "Zhao Qingyu, do you have time this afternoon?" ”

Zhao Qingyu: "Yes, what's the matter?" ”

"It's been so long, last time I said that I would invite you and your boyfriend out for a meal together, because some things have been delayed until now, it just so happens that Wang Hao and I are free today, let's go out for dinner together, or go shopping together......"

Listening to Ruan Ling's words, Zhao Qingyu couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What time is it today, I still have to study at night at night."

"It's okay at noon today, Wang Hao has already booked a place."

Zhao Qingyu's eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a light smile: "I can, but I don't know when Xia Zimo will come to school." ”

"He came to school yesterday...... Ruan Ling paused in the middle of speaking, and then added, "I saw him on the street yesterday." ”

"Well, that's possible, the school only opened today, and he may have gone to the Internet café all night yesterday." Zhao Qingyu said clearly.

"Yes, yes, I think I saw him near an Internet café."

The corners of Zhao Qingyu's mouth curved into a mocking arc, and Ruan Ling on the other end of the phone couldn't see anything, still explaining to herself.

"In that case, I'll go to the school to look for him, but I guess he's sleeping at this time."

"Okay, you must come, I'll tell Wang Hao."

After Ruan Ling finished speaking, as if she was afraid that Zhao Qingyu would regret it, she hurriedly hung up the phone.

"Humph......"

After a few months, I suddenly called to invite me to dinner, and I still used such a clumsy excuse, it seems that Ruan Ling is still in a hurry.

There is definitely a problem between this woman and Wang Hao.

Zhao Qingyu thought and slowly let go of PHS.

After breakfast, Zhao Qingyu went to the school first, and some of the dormitory students who lived far away returned to school early, and there were many people drying quilts on the railings outside the corridor of the dormitory building.

She was lucky enough to meet a resident boy in their class and asked him to help call Xia Zimo down.

At this time, Xia Zimo should have just come back all night, probably sleeping deeply, she could obviously bring the talk, but she just wanted to let him get up.

Ten minutes later, Xia Zimo walked down with a vague step, with a faint black and cyan color under his eyes, and his whole person looked decadent.

This is not the Xia Zimo in her impression.

He...... It's ugly.

Probably because she changed her hairstyle, Xia Zimo didn't notice her at all at first, and was still looking around in confusion, until she noticed her gaze, and then walked towards her with a shocked face.

"You...... How did it become like this? ”

"Oh, I cut my hair."

"You...... What's the matter with me? "He seemed to be in a bit of a low mood.

"What's the matter, can't I come to you if it's okay?"

"No, you can, you can come to me whenever you want."

This sentence made Zhao Qingyu frown slightly, then chuckled lightly, and said, "Hehe, I thought it was Ruan Da Mei who could find you at any time, were you together yesterday?" ”

Xia Zimo looked at her suspiciously, and said, "Yes, how do you know?" ”

"I saw it on the street yesterday." Zhao Qingyu directly moved Ruan Ling's excuse over and used it, "I didn't expect your relationship to progress well, does Wang Hao know?" ”

Xia Zimo's expression was a little embarrassed: "It's not what you think, she's just a little troublesome, I'll go over and help her." ”

A hint of ridicule flashed in Zhao Qingyu's eyes, but the words on her lips were said lightly: "She has to ask you for help if she has any trouble." ”

"Yes, it's about...... Wang Hao and Li Mei's. ”

"Isn't Wang Hao already out of contact with Li Mei?" Zhao Qingyu asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, Ruan Ling said that she found some strange ambiguous text messages in Wang Hao's mobile phone, she said that it was sent by Li Mei, and she wanted me to help take a look at ......"

"Yo, you're pretty good."

Zhao Qingyu smiled and sneered, Xia Zimo blushed a little, and whispered: "How can there be, you helped me get those letters from Li Mei last time." ”

"Oh, then I just picked it up in the trash by accident."

Xia Zimo froze: "......"

In fact, Zhao Qingyu was telling the truth, she once saw a boy from the neighboring class going to take out the garbage.

The boy was good-looking, his garbage bag was stuffed full, people walked fast, and the top letter fell out.

She casually glanced down and saw that it was a delicately folded piece of cardpaper.

She wasn't interested in it, she just wanted to pick it up and throw it away.

Who knew that luck was such a magical thing, as soon as she opened it, she saw the signature "Li Mei" at first sight.

It turned out to be a love letter written by the girl who had an ambiguous relationship with Wang Hao, but the recipient was not Wang Hao.

Nine times out of ten, it's the boy just now.

Zhao Qingyu glanced at the letter paper roughly, then folded it again and put it in his pocket.

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