Rekindle 2003

Chapter 3 My nose is as straight as Niu Dehua
The shoes on Qingyun's feet are old-fashioned Feiyue sneakers, very old.

The white uppers have turned yellow, and some places are still a little glued, but they are still clean.

However, this style is incompatible with the popular Adidas Nike. It is very different to walk on campus, and it is not uncommon to be laughed at.

Qin Manman's heart softened and he raised his head.

In the class, the only one who could make her look up was Qing Yun.

The height of 184cm is not too high in the whole country.

But in the area of ​​Xishu, especially in the base class where there are many top students, it also feels like it stands out from the crowd.

She knew that he loved to see her smile the most.

Whenever she laughed in the classroom, he who was quietly covering his eyes in the corner would also laugh along unconsciously.

However, when she was about to speak with a bright smile on her face, Qing Yun suddenly spoke,

"I have something urgent to deal with now. If you're not in a hurry, let's talk at night, okay?"

Very polite and sincere.

Qin Manman's smile froze on his face, and what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat at this moment.

This is the second time Qing Yun interrupted her today!

But in an instant, she bit her lips lightly with her white teeth, and then said softly, "Then you go, let's talk at night."

She also understands that Qingyun has a lot of things to do.

It's mostly court affairs.

Even if she finds her father to take action, the lengthy judicial procedure is inevitable.

Qing Yun nodded with a smile, turned around and left.

Qin Manman, who was standing there, stared at the back of the boy leaving in front of him in a daze.

She was a little annoyed at the moment.

I don't know if what I'm about to do is the right choice.

Could it be that he was being too cruel to Qing Yun?
Or, this decision was too cruel to me?
or……

Forget it tonight?

Qin Manman sighed softly, and when he was about to turn around and leave, Qing Yun stopped him.

"Let me re-introduce, Qingyun, surnamed Qing, Sima Changqing's Qing, Mingyun, Yangziyun's Yun, grandpa told me that this name means joy.

The combination of my names is the song when Yu Shun abdicated, and it is also the temporary national anthem of the Republic of China..."

Very polite, very sincere, very citing, very literary.

The teachers are very pleased to be in this campus, which carries a thousand-year-old culture.

In Qing Yun's self-introduction, there are many test sites for the college entrance examination.

For example, the characters of Sima Xiangru and Yang Xiong, the Fu masters of the Han Dynasty, the stories of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the history of the Republic of China...

"enough!"

Qin Manman's small face was stained red without warning, and his whole body was steaming like a cooked lobster.

The ups and downs of the world's truths, which cannot be concealed by the lenient school uniforms, made Qing Yun stare blankly.

Seeing Qingyun's astonished expression, Qin Manman gritted his silver teeth secretly, but his brows and eyes turned into pools of autumn water, and he said with a smile, "I will wait for you under the ginkgo tree in the school history hall for evening self-study!"

……

Every haircut is a spiritual salvation.

Redemption or not, Qing Yun, who was taking out her phone to take a selfie, didn't know.

He just wanted to have a sense of ritual.

In other words, simply for a certain day in the future, there is material to pretend to be on a certain important occasion.

"Everyone, please look at this photo. It was an afternoon in the spring of 2003. On an ordinary day, the breeze was not dry. I stood at the door of the barber shop..."

Qing Yun, who was organizing words in his head, suddenly froze, and picked his toes in his shoes.

After swiping his right hand in his trouser pocket a few times, he took it out without a trace and brushed the bangs in front of his watermelon head.

Da Qiangzi of Goudong was interviewed back then, when he mentioned that when he was young, he carried his schoolbag and swam across the river to go to school every day, with an inexplicable expression on his face, which made people feel very abrupt.

In this regard, many people have many interpretations.

Some people say that it is to remember the hardships of the past.

Some people say that they are fortunate, thankful for their indomitable spirit.

Some people say that Da Qiangzi simply forgot his words.

But at this moment, Qing Yun seemed to know the truth of the matter.

Da Qiangzi must have regretted it at the time.

Just like myself without a mobile phone at this time, how can I record this important historical moment?
At this time, it was 2003.

It's not that there are no camera phones at this time, but it's still far away from him, a doll from the countryside.

Shrugging his shoulders and laughing at himself, he stepped into the threshold of the barbershop.

It is called a barber shop, but it should be called a barber shop.

Because it is the "barber" holding the clipper at this time, not the "hair stylist".

Such barber shops were rare at the beginning of the century.

In Jincheng in 03, the hair salon has been upgraded to a salon, and even turned into a studio, but the original shaving shops are still living well in the word-of-mouth in the alley.

Because it is cheap.

Even the cheapest barber shop on the street costs at least 5 yuan for washing, cutting and blowing.

And here only 1 block 5 is needed.

It's 5 cents cheaper than Qingyun's hometown town.

Of course, in such a cheap place, don't expect any hairstyles.

The old barber doesn't know the "Aaron Kwok haircut" which is popular nowadays.

Shamat-style hairstyles generally appear in the fringe areas of urban and rural areas. In urban areas, except for street sneakers, young people, especially middle school students, do not have the guts to do so.

In the "school spirit demonstration schools" at all levels throughout the city, the deans with their hands behind their backs in front of the school gates are not vegetarians.

Round inch was the standard hairstyle for boys in elementary and middle schools at that time.

The only difference is how often to take care of it.

The children in the city will cut it once a month at most, but Qingyun will delay it for a while.

Save some money by dragging the front bangs until they cover the eyes.

"Why did your baby come so early? Don't delay for a month?"

"Isn't it okay to take care of your business?"

Qing Yun, who was pressed by the sink to wash his hair by the old barber, rolled his eyes.

Xishu people don't like to speak honorifics, but he still has some gratitude to the old barber behind him who ravages his hair.

It's not that Qing Yun has never been to a hair salon.

As a boy who came to study in the big city of Jincheng alone, he also wanted to be in a group, and he once slapped his face swollen to pretend to be a fat man and went to the 20 yuan laundry, cutting and blowing with his classmates.

"At worst, I won't get a haircut for half a year, and I'll just eat two extra meals of steamed buns."

Before entering the salon, he once comforted himself in this way when he was a freshman in high school.

It's just that the strange expressions on the faces of the young ladies in the store and their covering their mouths and noses from time to time made him understand that some things cannot be forced.

Sweaters and underwear that have been worn for many years naturally have some smells that cannot be washed off no matter how clean they are.

Not to mention the sloppy high school student who often only takes a shower once a week?

All the way to school, from the village to the town, from the town to the county, and then to the provincial capital, Qing Yun, who was born in poverty, has become accustomed to hiding her fragility due to inferiority complex in indifference and alienation.

In barbershops, he always cuts and changes every time.

Until I met this old barber.

Eyes, don't panic.

"I want you to take care of me? Every time you come, I have to pay a little more for water."

"Your hair! You are here to torture my faders!"

"Every time I cut for you, the clippers have to be oiled!"

While muttering, the old barber kept pouring water on Qing Yun's head with a spoon in his hand.

There is no way, the hair of the boy in front of him is very lush.

Thick and hard.

With her head buried, Qing Yun curled her lips, and the little emotions in her heart disappeared without a trace.

This mouth, the benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes that blinded his face in vain.

"It just means it's time for your faders to be changed."

The young man's words made the old barber's hand pause for no reason, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a protracted and ups and downs '呀' at the end, the sentence "Your baby, have you learned how to chew your mouth now?" came out.

Qing Yun chuckled twice, and was about to speak, but was slapped on the head by the old barber.

"Close your eyes and mouth!"

After a rush of hot water, a cool feeling spread from the scalp.

"Your child is a bit weird today. In the past, you couldn't get a fart with three sticks, but today you talk more and more?"

Qing Yun, who closed her eyes tightly, thought for a while, but didn't speak.

Seeing this, the old barber chuckled, and while rubbing the hair in his hands, he sighed, "However, it's better to chew your mouth. In this society, it's better to be able to speak than to be able to do it."

Qing Yun couldn't help it when she heard the words, and raised her head, "It's better to be able to talk than to be reincarnated... Ah bah! Bah! Bah!"

A strong chemical smell filled his mouth, and the shampoo that slid down his cheek made him very embarrassed.

The old barber poured a large spoonful of water on him again, threw a towel on his head angrily, and turned around to work on his own.

"Who's to blame if you didn't have a good reincarnation? If you don't have the kind of fate that paved the way for an old man, don't envy it! Instead of envying others, it's better for everyone to work hard and pave the way for their own children."

After adjusting the barber chair, the old barber picked up the barber cloth on the back of the chair and shook it, and said again, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you come over? Don't delay my business."

Qing Yun shook his head, quickly rinsed his mouth with the faucet, dilute the astringent taste in his mouth, and sat on the chair.

"Cut it short?" asked the old barber, but the old barber didn't stop.

Click, click, the manual fader kept ringing.

Seeing the empty head of her hair in the mirror, the corners of Qing Yun's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Whether it is the old barber or the future teacher Tony, it seems that they all have their own understanding of the word "short".

As for the understanding of customers, it is not important to them.

Seeing the bangs disappear piece by piece, he sighed melancholy.

Before coming, he had planned to cut an airplane head to fit his oval face.

Got it!
Now it is the standard round inch again.

To live again, he wanted to change his image a little bit.

Thick and hard, according to the old saying in the countryside, it represents a hard life and a lifetime of hard work.

But this kind of hair quality makes the plane head, which was troublesome to take care of, no shortcomings.

Objectively speaking, Qing Yun is not very handsome, but he is definitely not ugly.

The very three-dimensional facial features, under the blessing of the nose of the aircraft, appear extra-clear, and the deep eyebrows, combined with the height of 1.8 meters four, are very recognizable in the crowd.

In fact, when he just entered school to teach in his previous life, he was often approached by others to recruit a son-in-law.

Masculine, although not liked by little girls, but in the eyes of older people, it is very energetic.

Qing Yun can control many hairstyles.

Round inches are excluded.

"Why, you don't want to cut off the students' heads?"

The old barber put down the clippers, held his head and looked around in the mirror.

"I wanted to cut Andy Lau, don't you think my nose is the same as his?"

At that time, it was better to talk about the name of the star than the hairstyle.

Whether it is a barbershop, salon or shaving shop, posters of popular celebrities are indispensable on the wall.

Qing Yun pointed to the poster on the wall, a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

His nose is as straight as Andy Lau.

"will not!"

After the old barber said something bluntly, he continued to operate.

Qing Yun slandered in her heart, could it be any more outrageous?

Hairstyles that existed in the Republic of China, you, a barber, are ashamed to say no?

He endured it and didn't complain.

The broken hair fell out in pieces, looking at the old barber in the mirror, Qing Yun seemed to understand something.

Big nose, big hips, small nose...

It seems that the old man has suffered a lot.

……

After walking out of the barbershop, Qing Yun twirled the 2 cm hair on top of her head with her fingers, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

I didn't expect the old man to be quite fashionable.

Kato craftsmen know it.

As for what the old man said, "Your baby looks so handsome when he smiles", Qing Yun didn't take it to heart at all.

Having lived for 40 years in his previous life, he already understood a truth.

The handsomeness of a man is like the beauty of a woman, it is meaningless to single it out.

A little handsome, a little tall, it is easy to fall in love.

However, if you want to get married, then these two points are not important.

It has to be rich.

……

After eating casually, on the way back to school, Qing Yun tried to keep her head down, not to look at the surrounding scenery.

At the school gate of Jincheng No. [-] Middle School, single dogs tend to ruminate.

Like the nicknames of "Seventh Middle School, the playground for top students" and "Ninth Middle School, the cemetery for top students", Jincheng No. [-] High School also has a well-known nickname:
"Fourth Middle School, the love scene of top students".

In a famous school with a history of thousands of years of culture, especially a famous liberal arts school, it is difficult to put an end to puppy love.

After all, those great seniors already had three wives and four concubines at their age, had children, and even left behind many suave and charming poems.

"There is a beautiful woman who never forgets when she sees her.I don't see you for a day, and I think like crazy. '

The most beautiful confession poem "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix", which has amazed thousands of years, is an unavoidable hurdle.

Not to mention "A Cloud in Wushan" by the famous historical official Yang Shengan and his wife Huang E.

How about imitating the sages?
Therefore, the high school couple walking hand in hand at the gate of Jincheng No. [-] High School is also a beautiful scenery in Jincheng.

When speeding up and rushing into the school gate, Qingyun looked at the time, and there was still an hour before evening self-study.

In the direction of the dormitory, he quickened his pace.

Gotta take a shower.

In the second term of the third year of high school, as the contestants began to let themselves go, the attendance rate of evening self-study was not so high.

But one radish and one pit, it is completely clear who is missing in the classroom.

In fact, once the exam is passed, the basic responsibility of the school is over.

Whether or not you can get into the university of your choice is entirely up to you.

But looking at the situation in the classroom, Li Fangping felt a pain in his forehead.

Today's attendance rate is quite high, even the recommended students are here, and they are all focused on doing the questions.

It's just that there are two empty seats.

　Thanks to book friends 'Jiuyue Jingcai Lingtian Lily Su Zili', 'Chaos Good Fortune Qinglian', 'Silly Kun' and Sister Wu for their rewards~~
　　
　
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