The barber is a middle-aged man. He is not tall, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, wears clean and neat clothes, and wears sleeves, which makes people look neat and neat.

"Guangming sits on it and gets your hair first." Lin Xiyan pulled Zhou Guangming over and pressed him on the stool.

The barber looked at Lin Xiyan and asked, "What hairstyle do you want to get?"

"Little flat head, a little refreshing." Lin Xiyan said directly, "It's cooler soon."

"Okay!" The barber shook his apron and tied it to Zhou Guangming's upper body.

Then, with the manual fader and comb, I started to cut Guangming's haircut.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Xiyan immediately stopped looking at Zhou Guangming, who was shrinking his neck.

"What's wrong?" the barber stopped and looked at him and asked.

"You don't clamp your hair with your fastener!" Lin Xiyan said worriedly.

"Comrade, don't worry! I've been using this fastener and grinding it all the time. It's very sharp and doesn't clamp your hair." The barber raised the fastener in his hand and said with a smile, and immediately understood, "Tell the kids, don't clamp your hair."

Hua Banzhi's black eyes flashed when she heard this, and her observation was really meticulous.

Lin Xiyan walked to Zhou Guangming and bent down slightly to look at him, "Don't be afraid, don't clamp your hair."

"Yes!" Zhou Guangming nodded.

"Master can start." Lin Xiyan took two steps back, stood beside Hua Banzhi and looked at him and said.

"Comrade, I guess you'll be asking you to repost my words later." The barber looked at Lin Xiyan and said carefully.

"Yeah, okay!" Lin Xiyan nodded with a smile.

The barber took the manual fader and cleverly clamped Zhou Guangming with a small flat head.

The little guy looks refreshing and neat immediately.

"Okay." The barber took a brush to clean up the broken hair around Zhou Guangming's neck, and then unbuttoned his apron.

Zhou Guangming stood up and left, reaching out to touch his head.

"Don't touch it." Hua Banzhi grabbed his hand quickly and said, "Don't touch it quickly, otherwise you will have your hair broken with one hand and go back to take a shower."

"Take it for me, too." Lin Xiyan sat down and looked at the barber and said.

"What kind of gay want to be like?" asked the barber, looking at Lin Xiyan in his apron, shaking.

"It's nothing? Just cut it shorter on this basis." Lin Xiyan twisted his body and looked at him and said.

The barber frowned slightly when he heard this, for fear that if he met such a customer, the request seemed simple, but it was the most difficult.

I am not a worm in his belly, so I don’t know if it’s right for him to cut it off.

The barber put apron on Lin Xiyan, tucked her neck, and picked up scissors.

He touched Lin Xiyan's hair and said, "Comrade, I see that your hair is very soft. Can you cut it into a broken hairstyle?" He said, "Cut your short hair upwards, cut it slightly, and make the short hair on the top of your head apart with short hair."

Lin Xiyan nodded after hearing this, "Listen to you, it's refreshing and generous, just listen to you."

The barber then picked up the scissors and started cutting it.

Hua Banzhi looked at the little-shaped hairstyle and couldn't help but nod. It was very suitable for him. The regular and layered hair design gave people a simple and casual look.

He put down his bangs and looked straight and looked not only younger than his age, but also more obedient and cute.

He was more gentle and elegant when exposed to his forehead, and his quiet temperament was like obsidian, which was very similar to the temperature of the lake water in late autumn, cold but not biting, quiet but not tired.

Lin Xiyan stood up and looked at Hua Banzhi and shook his head, "How is it? This hairstyle."

"Auntie looks good." Zhou Guangming looked at him with his big eyes like black grapes.

"What do you boy know?" Lin Xiyan pointed his index finger at his nose and shook his head and laughed.

"I know! It looks good anyway. If you don't believe me, please ask me." Zhou Guangming turned his head and looked at Hua Banzhi for support.

"It looks good, and it highlights your characteristics very much." Hua Banzhi said seriously when she looked at him with her brown eyes.

"Teature?" Lin Xiyan's clear eyes flashed with interest and asked looking at her.

"Tender as jade." Hua half-branch looked at him with her eyes as autumn water, and her red lips opened lightly.

Lin Xiyan was stunned at first when she heard this, then a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and her smile was particularly satisfied.

"Why are you laughing?" Hua Banzhi asked with a smile as if he was smiling like a fool.

"Nothing?" Lin Xiyan shook his head slightly.

"I'm telling the truth, what's so funny?" Hua Banzhi smiled at him for no reason.

"Let's go! Go back and take a shower quickly. The hair is so tiring that it feels uncomfortable." Lin Xiyan scratched his neck and stretched out his hand to see that there were stubble hair.

Of course, before leaving, I didn't forget to give the haircut money to the barber. My head was the same, one was five cents and two cents a cent.

"Let's go!" Hua Banzhi echoed and said quickly.

Lin Xiyan drove the two of them all the way home and suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Hua Banzhi asked looking at his back.

"Did you hear any sound?" Lin Xiyan looked back and forth at the two of them and asked.

Hua Banzhi listened carefully when she heard this, "It seems to be the Peking Opera "Sanjiadian".

Come to the street,

Respect the past guests and friends to listen to the beginning:

It's not a loud horse and a bandit,

Second, it’s not that the villain steals the city.

"That's right, it's from the small foreign building in front." Hua Banzhi pointed at the small foreign building not far ahead.

Lin Xiyan walked forward on the bicycle again, the voice became clearer and clearer, the smile on his face became louder and louder, and he also sang happily: Yang Lin and I will fight,

Therefore, it was sent to Dengzhou...

"Ah! Uncle, you can also sing Peking Opera!" Zhou Guangming turned around and looked at him in surprise and said.

Lin Xiyan smiled, laughing without saying a word.

"Who sang?" Chu Yunliang pushed open the door but no one responded. There was only the rustling sound of the wind blowing leaves. He clenched his ears and said, "Did I hear it wrong?" He stood at the door hesitantly, shaking his head slightly.

"What's wrong? Why don't you sing well?" Chu Yunliang's lover chased after him and asked.

"Qingya, haven't you heard it? Someone just sang a few lines, which are more authentic than me." Chu Yunliang looked at her and asked.

"No." Yu Qingya looked outside the door and saw nothing, "Did you hear it wrong?" urged, "Close the door quickly, or the flies come in."

"Maybe!" Chu Yunliang closed the door.

The couple went back to the living room one by one, one continued to sing "Three Stores" by one, and the other continued to sing sweaters.

Yu Qingya stopped the sweater in her hand and looked up at him and said, "What are you going to do next?"

Chu Yunliang stopped singing and looked back at her and asked, "What should I do?"
Chapter completed!