Qin Fangyun left a few big cans of hats in the refrigerator, so the master and apprentice are now very convenient for breakfast. Just cook some rice noodles and noodles and add hats.

While sitting and eating rice noodles, Teacher No. 3 came in and said, "Wash me your hair."

Tang Sen glanced at the master. Qin Kong smiled. It seemed that Teacher No. 8 had brought the words!

He quickly put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up and walked over, "Okay."

Seeing him so cheerful and kind, Teacher No. 3 looked at him in surprise. Teacher No. 8 didn’t lie to him!

But why?

“Don’t you make an appointment?

“Guests need to make an appointment.”

"Then I'm not a guest?"

Qin Kong smiled, isn’t this his own person? But I can’t tell him now! He is too proud!

"You decide whether to be a guest after washing your hair."

"Is that why I don't want to pay if I'm not satisfied?"

Isn't this a hooligan? But Qin Kong had to nod, "Yes."

I’ve been gambled! If I don’t accept Teacher No. 3, it can only prove that the truth is not good!

Teacher No. 3 is also familiar with the game, so he doesn't need to take him. He walks to the flower stand and lie down.

Holding your hands on your chest, so solemnly that you are lying in a freezer waiting to put on makeup.

Maybe he didn't sleep well last night and his dark circles were a little heavy, so Qin Kong wanted to put on his makeup.

Luo Chen came in and was going to go to the food street for breakfast. When he smelled the scent of the hat, he asked Tang Sen to cook a bowl of noodles for him.

Tang Sen pointed behind the flower stand, and Luo Chen walked over in confusion.

Teacher No. 3 glanced at him and turned his head.

Qin Kong smiled and wet his hair first.

Luo Chen shook his head and walked to the bar to pet his cat.

After rinsing his hair, Qin Kong gently put his hand into his hair.

"Europe--"

Tang Sen, Luo Chen, and Qin Chong were shocked collectively and all looked behind the flower stand.

Teacher No. 3 is not as reserved as Luo Chen. His hands that he placed on his chest tightly grasped his smooth Armani shirt.

It was like a piano played by Qin Kong to make pleasant notes.

Luo Chen took the chopsticks handed over by Tang Sen, said thank you, and said, "Has no police ever been here in this store?"

"Police?" Tang Sen frowned in confusion and shook his head.

Luo Chen smiled, lowered his head and ate noodles.

Happy times always fly by like a meteor!

Suddenly, Qin Kong's hand stopped.

The sound of my mind was still lingering, and the room became silent.

Qin Kong sat on the stool behind and did not move. Teacher No. 3 was confused for a while and looked up at him.

It seems like I met him for the first time!

He seemed to be glowing!

Teacher No. 3 suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled it to his eyes and turned it over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

Qin Kong endured it, isn’t this his own person?

After watching for a while, I couldn't see any reason.

Teacher No. 3 let go of his hand, sat up, and went to the barber chair.

Qin Kong put down the chair and wiped his face with essential oil.

Teacher No. 3 blinked and became much weaker. It seemed that the baby who returned to his mother's arms had lost his resistance.

Qin Kong gently massaged his face, and Teacher No. 3 was almost asleep. He tossed and turned last night but couldn't sleep well. He thought about whether he would come to see Teacher Tony for the night.

The morning was finally overwhelmed and decided to give it a try. Unexpectedly, Teacher Tony is rubbing his face gently now! Is this the inhumane Teacher Tony a few months ago?

Looking at Teacher Tony's kind face, Teacher No. 3 tried hard to resist sleepiness. Qin Kong massaged his face for a while and applied a warm and soft towel to his face.

Wrapped around in circles, covering his restless eyes and leaving only his nostrils.

I have only heard that the eyes can speak, but Qin Kong could speak when he saw his nostrils for the first time.

The two nostrils were covered with shortness of breath!

But it’s like a child who is sleepy and wants to play with him. Once he is covered with a quilt, he has to go to see Duke Zhou.

Soon, Teacher No. 3 breathed smoothly. He finally fell asleep with the even rhythm!

Qin Kong smiled, stood up and took a sip of water, and took a rest.

Luo Chen kept sitting by his side and watching.

After a while, Qin Kong opened the towel on Teacher No. 3's face, and he was indeed sleeping very sweetly.

Qin Kong picked up the scraper and gently repaired his beard, sideburns and eyebrows.

Wiping the hair on his face with a towel, Qin Kong gently patted the body lotion on his face.

It seems that the grass roots in the dark are watered by spring rain, awakening from the ground, growing sizzlingly, and breaking out of the ground!

Teacher No. 3 opened his eyes and felt that every pore was filled from head to face, so clear that there was no dust.

As the chair stood up, the whole world brightened!

Teacher No. 3 looked at the smooth face, delicate eyebrows, and heroic sideburns in the mirror. It seemed that the dark circles of eyes had disappeared!

He said blankly: "Cut my hair."

Qin Kong sat behind him, "You often perm and dye your hair, but your hair is not of good quality. It will take a while."

He sat still and didn't speak. Qin Kong looked in the mirror, "Are you satisfied? Is it worth three thousand yuan?"

Teacher No. 3 didn't say a word, stood up, went to the cashier to scan the code first, walked back and sat on the barber chair, staring at the mirror in a daze.

Luo Chen picked up the hair dryer and prepared to blow it for him. Teacher No. 3 grabbed the hair dryer. He blew it dry by himself. He naturally picked up the gel water on the rack and squirted it to grab his hair.

Qin Kong smiled, quite consciously!

Teacher No. 3 continued to sit in the barber chair again without saying a word.

Qin Kong didn't even speak. Teacher No. 8 could coax him, but Teacher No. 3 was extremely stubborn. If he didn't get in, you wouldn't convince him.

So I didn't urge him.

Guests came in one after another. Qin Kong shampooed his hair, Luo Chen cut his hair and blew the air, and Tang Sen took a hand. Teacher No. 3 sat next to him in a daze.

Luo Chen looked at him and suspected that his brain had been taken out by Qin Kong!

The guest didn't know him either, so he looked at him curiously.

After the second customer finished washing, Qin Kong said, "You are due! The original alopecia areata is cured now."

Teacher No. 3 has an ear.

The guest said gratefully: "Thank you, Teacher Tony, can you cut my hair, okay?"

Qin Kong looked outside the flower rack and looked at Teacher No. 3, "Okay."

I was originally going to wash all my hair before cutting my hair, but now he is impatient with Teacher No. 3! The main reason is that it is about to open the business, and there is not much time for him to take the bait slowly!

He must be convinced at once!

For Teacher No. 3, being able to cut hair and shave is more important than being able to wash your hair and shave your face! Because he can do everything, so if he wants to convince him, he must do everything! And he must be better than him!

The guest sat on the barber chair, Luo Chen gave up his seat, and stood curiously watching. He had never seen him cut the guest's hair!

30,000 hair cutting technology! What exactly is it like?

The guest was quite independent, looking in the mirror and tidying his hair, "Teacher Tony, cut me a mullet head."

Teacher No. 3 turned to look at him, a little excited, and actually spoke: "You are very fashionable! Mullet head, the internet celebrity hairstyle that just came out! Many celebrities are doing it!"

The guest also nodded. Qin Kong interrupted them mercilessly, "Do you have the appearance of a celebrity? I see that many celebrities can't hold on, they are just following the trend."

The guest stopped talking. Teacher No. 3 looked up at him and was indeed dissatisfied, "Then what hairstyle did you give him?"

"Chop the pepper fish head."

"What?" The guest's eyes were about to pop out, just like the bulging terrifying fish eyes of the head of a chopped pepper fish.

The other three hairstylists also looked at him in horror.

"Teacher Tony..." the guest said tremblingly, "I have no objection...you, you... decide."
Chapter completed!