Forestry also sat down beside him, staring at the cigarette in his hand all the time, and his expression didn't look like disgust.

He was silent.

Chixiao talked nonsense about himself.

"The breakfast shop that goes straight ahead and turns right tastes really good."

He thought that Forestry would not ignore him, but he didn't expect Forestry to answer him.

"I don't like his soy milk."

"I don't like all the soy milk here."

I also expanded the topic by the way.

So Chixiao asked him very seriously: "Why?" ”

"It's all machine-made soy milk, but the soybeans are chewed up and the water is miserable, and there is no real taste of soy milk at all, I like the soy milk that is hand-boiled in the traditional ancient recipe."

Chixiao gave him a thumbs up.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of Young Master Lin, and he has pursuits."

Forestry chuckled, and then made a long speech like an old cadre: "The times are developing too fast, and some things can no longer keep up with the pace of the times, and they are gradually eliminated." Sports have been replaced by mobile sports, and teenagers playing basketball are rarely seen on the court anymore, and everyone is discussing in the aisles where the game has gotten. ”

Chixiao couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"Young Master Lin is not like Young Master Lin, but a bit like Master Lin."

'Master Lin' didn't deny his words, but glanced at the smoky Internet café behind him, and there was really no way to understand the choice of these people to bury their youth here.

"What about you, what do you like and what do you hate?"

"I'm all right."

Chixiao stood up and stretched a big lazy waist, his posture was so lazy and soft that he didn't look like the legendary Dragon Brother, if the dazzling cool broken hair didn't exist, it might be more pleasing to the eye.

Sensing his gaze, Chixiao also grabbed the stray hair on the top of his head, and suddenly decided to shave it.

With his hands in his pockets, he staggered into a barbershop down the street.

The world is terrifyingly small, and he actually met an acquaintance here.

The female secretary who met in the hotel before and was by Lin's father's side.

The female secretary sat on the swivel chair and played with her mobile phone, and the proprietress who was about the same age as her was busy in the back, and when she saw Chixiao coming in, she didn't even raise her head.

"Wait, classmate, I'm at a loss to cut it with you."

The secretary glanced at her busy appearance, and a contemptuous smile flashed in her eyes.

"Baby, I said I'll invite another person, how hard it is to be alone."

The proprietress didn't know if she didn't hear what she meant, or if she was in a high rank, or if she was smiling and moaning.

"It's okay, it's not particularly busy, all the students who come here are students, and the students' heads are easy to cut, how can you be so picky."

The secretary seemed to be unhappy when he heard this, and said with a cold face: "What do you mean, I came here to take care of your business!" I don't usually come to a small barbershop like yours to get my hair done! ”

If you change Chixiao's temper, you can stand up directly and kick someone with a chair in the trash can at the door.

But the proprietress had a good temper and took out the hair oil with a grin.

"Okay, I know that you are the best for me, and I will use it for you."

The female secretary twisted her waist, not thanking at all, but taking it for granted.

Chixiao couldn't stand the weird tone of yin and yang, his upturned legs fell, and he got up and wanted to go out, but he happened to install forestry at the door.

He frowned: "Why are you still not in school." ”