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"Nerd?" Yan Xiaocheng repeated, and Le's nose and eyes turned around to poke Yang Yixing's face: "Idiot, Ah Xing, you are called a nerd, I will call you a nerd in the future, okay?" ”

When Yang Yixing's game was playing to an important point, he didn't hear her speak at all, his eyes were looking directly at the screen, and his fingers were moving quickly.

Jun Ze glanced at her: "He didn't hear what you were talking about, watch your TV!" ”

When the summer vacation was coming to an end, the Yang family rebuilt a big project and bought the vacant land behind the small building.

Yan Xiaocheng asked, and Uncle Yang said that he wanted to build a tennis court.

But what is the tennis court, Yan Xiaocheng doesn't know.

What tennis is, Yan Xiaocheng doesn't know.

She asked Junze, who told her that it was a ball, and she knew it was a ball, but what kind of ball?

"Ah Xing, what is tennis?" Yan Xiaocheng looked at the beautiful child sitting next to him playing a game, and asked with a smile.

In the past two days, Jun Ze went to his grandmother's house, and only she and Yang Yixing were left, she was almost bored to death, and the one next to her didn't speak.

Yang Yixing seemed to be thinking, and then took the remote control and switched to the sports channel, which happened to be broadcasting a tennis game.

Yan Xiaocheng hehehe: "Idiot, you are not stupid at all in this kind of thing!" Yan Xiaocheng watched the game seriously and found that it was not good at all, and it was still boring.

When she was depressed, she began to draw, taking the sketchbook and pencil that Yang Fanxin bought for her, and began to draw Yang Yixing.

But he just has one expression, one action, and can last for most of the day without moving the bullet at one time, which makes her very entangled.

On Yan Xiaocheng's writing book, almost all of them are yang.

But every expression and movement is exactly the same, sitting on the couch playing games, sitting on the bed playing games.

The only one that is different is that when Yang Yixing was sleeping, Yan Xiaocheng secretly painted it.

Yan Xiaocheng's painting skills can be seen since childhood, the lines are smooth and relaxed, although the people who draw are a little distorted, but the basic demeanor is exactly the same.

Yang Fan served as her art teacher, and would teach her all kinds of painting skills, in Yan Xiaocheng's eyes, Yang Fan was an omnipotent fairy-level character.

Before Yan Xiaocheng finished painting a painting, Yang Fan walked in and said with a smile: "Xiaocheng, you take Ah Xing to the barber shop to cut your hair." ”

"Great!" Yan Xiaocheng put down the album and ran to Layang: "Ah Xing, let's go cut our hair." ”

Yang Yixing was pulled by her so suddenly, and the game died again, and a flash of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Yang Fan gave the two of them 20 yuan, at the barber shop in the town, it was 5 yuan to cut their hair, and the rest of the money Yang Fan let the two of them take to buy snacks.

In the barber shop in the town, it was popular to wash and cut and blow Matt, and many young people who were not doing their jobs properly, as well as bad teenagers in school, all cut their hairstyles.

Yan Xiaocheng has been independent since she was a child, and she does everything by herself, and she cuts her hair.

And there are basically few people in the town who don't know her, her father is a policeman who looks forward to the town police station, and she is about to be promoted, and she herself is a little bad, and her reputation has long been spread.

While cutting his hair, the barber pointed to a head in the booklet and asked, "Is this okay?" ”

Yang Yixing lowered his head to play the game, and he didn't say anything to anyone except for reacting to Yan Xiaocheng's words.

The barber glanced at Yan Xiaocheng, who was sitting behind him, and the child didn't want any hairstyle, so he just cut a small board for him.

Yang Yixing's original hairstyle is the kind of handsome prince hairstyle, which is very good-looking, and at the same time looks spiritual, but also extremely handsome.

Yan Xiaocheng doesn't know what a hairstyle is, her hair is basically cut once a year, and she doesn't care if it's good or not, and she has no concept of beauty and ugliness.

When Yang Yixing's hair was cut, the corners of Yan Xiaocheng's eyes suddenly twitched: "Why are you so ugly?" ”

As soon as her words fell, the cold air flashed in Yang Yixing's eyes, and she suddenly cried, crying a heart-rending and miserable death.

The hairstylist who cut his hair was stupid, and thought that he had accidentally poked him with scissors, and he didn't see any wounds after looking at it for a long time.

Yang Yixing generally doesn't cry, and when he cries, it's scary.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with you, kid? A female barber saw the handsome little boy crying so badly, and hurriedly walked up and asked with concern.

Yan Xiaocheng also panicked, and he didn't know why he cried: "Ah Xing, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yang Yixing heard her voice, glanced at her, and cried again.

The barber also reacted, everything was fine just now, and he cried when Yan Xiaocheng was ugly.

"Little Orange, did you say that he cried because of his ugly hairstyle?" The barber's brother was helpless, the child didn't speak, he cried, but it was really sad.

"It's not ugly, it's not ugly at all, but it's good-looking." Yan Xiaocheng hurriedly changed his words.

But Yang Yixing still cried, and he couldn't stop it.

Yan Xiaocheng was also anxious and didn't know what to do, so he finally glanced at his barber brother and pointed to his hair: "You shave my hair like his." ”

In ten minutes, Yan Xiaocheng's half-length hair was gone, and it became as short as Yang Yixing.

She was already pink and cute, and after shaving such a hair, she looked quite heroic and sassy, which was very eye-catching.

"Little orange, your hair is good, much better than your long hair, a handsome little guy!" The barber's brother patted her on the head and appreciated.

Yan Xiaocheng also felt that it looked much more pleasing to the eye with such hair, and she didn't have to comb her hair every day, it hurt so much every time she brushed her hair.

Yang Yixing was still sobbing, Yan Xiaocheng walked over to wipe his tears: "Don't cry, I'm as ugly as you now, don't cry." ”

Yang Yixing opened his teary eyes and looked at the girl in front of him who looked like him, the tears were like a faucet, and he immediately stopped, hooked his lips and smiled.

Yan Xiaocheng looked at his favorite dimple again, his heart was soft, and his little hand poked the dimple on the side of his cheek: "Idiot, you will have to smile at me every day in the future, you know?" ”

Yang Yixing nodded and smiled again.

The brother and sister next to him were already stunned in place, Emma, this kid is so beautiful when he laughs, the hearts of those who laugh are soft, and they want to hold him in their arms and kiss him well.

Originally, he had to charge ten yuan for cutting off two heads, but the brother of the barber shop took five yuan for one of them, and there was fifteen yuan left.

Yan Xiaocheng is a snack goods, went to the store and bought a lot of delicious food, and spent all the money.

When he went back, Yang Fan was also startled when he saw two identical little heads: "Little Orange, where is your hair?" "Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.