Chapter 164 Student Head Song Qingli.

Song Qingli was regarded as a model by all the teachers and students in the school, so she sat up straighter than usual in class, and she didn't lose her mind throughout the culture class.

The course that usually feels like a year is over in a flash today.

After school, Song Qingli went to the small street behind the school. She vaguely remembered that there was a barber shop there. Although she liked her long hair very much, the movie required her to cut off her beloved long hair.
Qiu Lin in "The Girl Under the Camphor Tree" is the head student.

Wearing a blue and white school uniform, although the school uniform is clean, it is washed white, and the feet are wearing thin canvas shoes all year round.

Famous novelist Harper Lee said: You can never really know a person until you walk around in his shoes and think from his point of view.

Therefore, Song Qingli decided to put on the equipment first.

The space of the barber shop is very small, only ten square meters in total.

She came to cut her hair as soon as school was over, so there was no one there for the time being. Mr. Tony sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

The girl blocked the afterglow of the setting sun, and the meandering black shadow made Mr. Tony a little dizzy. When he couldn't see her face clearly, he asked casually, "Cut your hair?"

"Ah."

"Sit down." Teacher Tony turned around to get the tools. After turning around, he saw the girl in the mirror and was shocked not only by her facial features.

The barber shop he opened behind University A was always attended by students, and he had seen many handsome men and women.

But there are really very few girls who are as charming and not flirtatious as before.

"What kind of haircut does my little sister want?" Teacher Tony's too many changes made it difficult for Song Qingli to adapt.

"Just cut a student's head, the most common one, the kind that costs 6 yuan each."

Mr. Tony looked at his outfit and thought he was going to have a laundering, cutting, dyeing, and ironing, but who knew that it turned out to be 6 yuan for washing, cutting, and blowing.

Song Qingli saw the stiff smile on Teacher Tony's face.

"what happened?"

"Uh—it's okay, it's just that your hair is so good, it's a pity to cut it off, why don't you have a hairstyle for you? My little sister is so beautiful, I'll give you a hairstyle, it will definitely look beautiful."

"No, no, I'm going to cut my hair for 6 yuan."

Teacher Tony saw that she was not eating oil and salt, so he had to start cutting her.

Song Qingli was still very nervous. After all, she had grown her hair for more than a year. When she saw her silky long hair fall, her heart ached.

Will it be ugly after cutting it?
You must know that she has never cut her hair short since junior high school.

Even with such a face, she was very worried.

Teacher Tony saw her twisted little face, and immediately comforted her: "Little sister, don't worry, with your face, you look good even with a shaved head."

Song Qingli smiled soullessly.

"It's not me blowing with you, just your round head shape, coupled with your exquisite facial features, this hair looks good even if it is chewed by a dog."

Song Qingli was amused by him.

Exaggerated. Exaggerated.

However, in 10 minutes, the six-yuan haircut was finished, and Teacher Tony was packing up tools and using a sponge to clean up the broken hair on Song Qingli's neck.

"How is it? My craft is good, right?"

"Uh——" I didn't see the craftsmanship, and it's true that it's only worth 6 yuan.

Song Qingli stood in front of the mirror for a full 5 minutes, she didn't seem to be familiar with herself in the mirror.

Song Qingli touched her shoulder-length short hair, paid the money and left.

Don't do it again and again.

Her hair has been cut. As for the blue-and-white school uniform and white canvas shoes, these things are available at home, and they were worn by her in high school.

Simply go and wear it now.

Song Qingli found Uncle Jin who had been waiting at the school gate for a long time, and after opening the door to get in the car, he met Uncle Jin's slightly surprised eyes.

"What?"

"Miss Song, did you cut your hair?"

"Well, isn't it pretty?"

"Uh—I can't say it's not good-looking, it just looks a bit like a minor."

Song Qingli took out the mirror and lit it up. It was indeed a bit juvenile, but it was just to her liking. After all, the heroine in the movie was not very old.

I always remember that Qiu Lin in the movie didn't have time to do homework when she went home, so how could she have time to take care of her hair?
So she never had long hair from beginning to end, even after she became an adult.

Uncle Jin drove the car to the villa where Song Qingli and Song Qifang lived before, and then watched Song Qingli go in and take a set of high school uniforms and a pair of old white canvas shoes.

Fortunately, almost every household has these things, otherwise Song Qingli would have to spend a little time looking for a blue and white school uniform and canvas shoes that have been washed to whitish.

Uncle Jin just watched silently and didn't ask her intention.

In the evening, when eating.

Song Qingli appeared in the restaurant with the students' heads on her head. Gu Zechuan and Song Qifang had already been seated, and the dishes were already half served.

They are very acquainted, getting along for a few days is like two brothers.

As soon as the girl entered the restaurant, she was stared at by many people.

Song Qifang was the first to speak: "Qingli, usually asking you to cut your hair is like chopping off your head, why did you suddenly cut your hair today?"

"I just want to try a new hairstyle."

Gu Zechuan looked at her wearing a blue and white school uniform and her pair of unglued canvas shoes, and suddenly thought it was some poor student.

Looking closely, it turned out to be his wife.

The girl's hair covered her side face, she was sitting obediently on the seat, with the fragrance of soap locust on her body, she should have just taken a bath.

Although I don't understand why she doesn't wear house clothes after taking a shower, but wears a school uniform of this height.

Song Qifang couldn't help complaining: "Did you find out the clothes from 800 years ago? You are in college now, what are you doing in high school uniform?"

Song Qingli pouted and snorted, instead of arguing with her father, she puffed out her small chest and asked Gu Zechuan who was beside her with burning eyes: "Isn't it good-looking?"

Gu Zechuan pinched her small face with both hands, she couldn't have any evil thoughts in her appearance, and said with a doting smile: "It looks good."

Song Qifang couldn't bear the boredom of the two of them: "I'm going back to the company tomorrow. I've lived here for so long, so it's time for me to go home."

"Dad, this is your home."

"Silly girl, bring your father with you when you get married."

"Why not?" Song Qingli's eyes were a little sour. Although she never said that she missed him, since when her father lived in Gu Wan, she was on the saddle, afraid that she would not take care of him, which showed how happy and excited she was.

Gu Zechuan held Song Qingli's little hand with the hand under the table, sensing her emotional changes, he could only comfort her in this way.

"Dad, you can come anytime you want to live. Gu Wan will always have your room."

Song Qifang laughed loudly. Over the years, he was used to loneliness, and he had long thought that he would live alone in the future.

The daughter will marry sooner or later.

He is still busy with work now. After you retire, you will eat three meals a day alone. To resist loneliness, it is better to enjoy loneliness.

He was used to it.

(End of this chapter)

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