Author: Changqing returns to Chengdu

The shoes on Qing Yun's feet are old-fashioned Feiyue sneakers, which are very old.

The white shoe uppers are already yellowish, and there are still some glue peeling off in some places, but they are still clean.

However, this style is incompatible with the popular Adidas Nike. It is very unconventional when walking on campus, and it is often laughed at.

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

In the class, the only one who could make her raise her head was Qing Yun.

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

But in the area of ​​Xishu, especially in the base class where top students gather, he still feels like he stands out from the crowd.

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

Whenever she laughs in the classroom, he who quietly hides his sight in the corner will also laugh unconsciously.

However, when she was about to smile brightly and prepare to speak, Qing Yun suddenly spoke,

"I have something urgent to deal with now. If you're not in a hurry, let's study in the evening and talk, 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 for a moment, she bit her lip lightly with her teeth, and then said softly, "Then go ahead and let's talk tonight."

Qingyun has many things to do, and she understands.

Mostly it's still about the courts.

Even if she seeks help from her father, the lengthy judicial process is inevitable.

Qing Yun smiled and nodded, turned around and left.

Qin Manman stood there, looking at the boy's leaving figure in front of him in a daze.

She felt a little upset at the moment.

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

Would he be too cruel to Qing Yun?

In other words, this decision is too cruel to myself?

or……

Forget it tonight?

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

"Let me introduce you again, Qingyun, surnamed Qing, Sima Changqing's Qing, name Yun, Yangziyun's Yun. Grandpa told me that this name means happiness.

My name combined is the song used when Yu Shun abdicated, and it is also the temporary national anthem of the Republic of China..."

Very polite, very sincere, very quotable and very literary.

It is very gratifying for the teachers to be on this campus that carries thousands of years of culture.

In Qing Yun's self-introduction, many test points for the college entrance examination appeared.

For example, the calligraphy of Sima Xiangru and Yang Xiong, the poets of the Han Dynasty, the story of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors, the history of the Republic of China...

"Enough!"

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

Qing Yun's eyes widened when she saw a pair of human beings whose ups and downs could not be concealed by their large school uniforms.

Seeing the astonished expression on Qing Yun's face, Qin Manman gritted his silver teeth secretly, but his eyebrows curved into a smile, and he said with a smile, "I will wait for you under the ginkgo tree in the school history museum for evening self-study!"

…

Every haircut is a spiritual salvation.

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

He just wanted to have a sense of ceremony.

In other words, it is simply to have material to show off on some important occasion one day in the future.

"Please look at this photo. It was an afternoon in the spring of 2003. It was an ordinary day. The breeze was not dry. I was standing at the door of the barber shop..."

Qing Yun, who was organizing words in his mind, suddenly froze and dug his toes into his shoes.

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

Da Qiangzi from Goudong was interviewed that year. He talked about swimming across the river with his schoolbag to go to school every day when he was young. There was an inexplicable look on his face, which made people feel very abrupt.

Many people have many interpretations of this.

Some people say that it is in memory of the hardships of the past.

Some people say that they are glad that they are unyielding.

Some people say that Da Qiangzi simply forgot his lyrics.

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

Da Qiangzi must have been feeling regretful at that time.

Just like myself without a mobile phone at this time, how could I record this important historical moment?

At this time, it is 2003.

It’s not that camera phones don’t exist at this time, but they’re still far away from a kid like him who came from the countryside.

After shrugging his shoulders and smiling self-deprecatingly, he stepped into the threshold of the barber shop.

It is said to be a barber shop, but it should actually be called a hair-shaving shop.

Because the person holding the clipper at this time is the "barber", not the "hairstylist".

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

In Jincheng in 2003, hair salons had been upgraded to salons, and even transformed into studios, but the original barber shops were still living a prosperous life based on their reputation in the alleys.

Because it's cheap.

Even at the cheapest barber shop on the street, a haircut and blow-dry costs at least 5 yuan.

And here you only need 1 yuan and 5 yuan.

It’s 5 cents cheaper than Qing Yun’s hometown.

Of course, in such a cheap place, don't expect any fancy hair styles.

The old barber does not have the popular "Aaron Kwok hair" nowadays.

Shamat-style hairstyles generally appear in the urban-rural fringe areas. Except for street gangsters in urban areas, young people, especially middle school students, don't have the guts to do so.

In the "school spirit model schools" at all levels that can be found all over the city, the deans in front of the school entrance with their hands behind their backs are not vegetarians.

Round hair was the standard hairstyle for boys in primary and secondary schools of that era.

The only difference is how often you clean it.

Children in the city will go for a haircut at most once a month, but Qingyun will delay it for a while.

You can save some money by dragging the front bangs until they cover your eyes.

"Why did your baby come so early? Why don't you delay it for another month?"

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

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

People from Xishu don't like to use honorifics when speaking, but in his heart he still feels some gratitude to the old barber behind him who is ravaging his hair.

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

As a young man who came to the big city of Jincheng to study alone, he also wanted to join the crowd, so he pretended to be fat and went to a 20-yuan massage with his classmates.

"At most, I won't get a haircut for half a year and only eat two more steamed buns."

Before entering the salon, as a freshman in high school, he once comforted himself like this.

But the strange expressions on the faces of the young ladies in the store and the covering of 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 away no matter how clean they are.

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

Along the way to study, from village to town, from town to county, and then to the provincial capital, Qing Yun, who was born in poverty, has become accustomed to hiding the fragility caused by low self-esteem in indifference and alienation.

He would always go to a different barber shop for a haircut.

Until I met this old barber.

The look in his eyes made it impossible to panic.

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

"Your hair! You're just here to torture my hair clipper!"

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

The old barber kept pouring water on Qing Yun's head with a spoon in his hand while he was chanting.

There was nothing I could do, the boy in front of me had very lush hair.

Thick and hard.

Qing Yun curled her lips with her head buried, and some small touches in her heart disappeared without a trace.

This mouth makes the whole face look kind and kind in vain.

"This only means it's time to change your clippers."

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

After the long and mellow "嘢" at the end of the tune, the sentence "Your child, have you learned how to chew your mouth now?" was uttered.

Qingyun laughed twice and was about to speak, but was slapped on the head by the old barber.

"Keep your eyes and mouth closed!"

After a burst of hot water washed over me, a cool feeling spread from my scalp.

"Your baby is a little weird today. In the past, you couldn't hit a fart with three sticks, but today you talk too much?"

Qing Yun, who closed her eyes tightly, thought for a while and said nothing.

The old barber chuckled lightly when he saw this, and while stroking the hair in his hand, he sighed, "However, it's better to chew your mouth. In today's society, what you can do is not as good as what you can say."

Qing Yun couldn't help but couldn't help it when he heard the words. He raised his head and said, "It's better to be able to speak than to be reincarnated...ah! Bah! Bah!"

The strong chemical smell filled his mouth, and the shampoo sliding down his cheeks made him very embarrassed.

The old barber poured a large spoonful of water down again, threw a towel on his head angrily, and turned around to get busy.

"If your reincarnation is not successful, who can blame you? Don't envy the kind of fate that a mother has paved the way for. Instead of envying others, it is better for everyone to work hard and pave the way for their own children. That is the right way."

After adjusting the barber chair, the old barber picked up the barber cloth hanging on the back of the chair, shook it, and said, "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you come here? Don't delay my business."

Qing Yun shook his head and quickly rinsed his mouth with the faucet to dilute the astringent taste in his mouth before sitting on the chair.

"Cut it short?" he asked, but the old barber kept holding it in his hands.

Click, click, click, the manual clipper kept making a sound.

Seeing her hair in the mirror with a piece of it empty, Qing Yun couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

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

As for the customer's understanding, it is not important to them.

Seeing the bangs disappearing piece by piece in front of his eyes, he sighed melancholy.

Before coming here, he had planned to get a haircut that suited his oval face.

have to!

Now it's the standard round size again.

To live his life again, he wanted to have some changes in his image.

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 eliminates the shortcomings of the airplane hair that was originally troublesome to take care of.

Objectively speaking, Qing Yun cannot be said to be very handsome, but he is definitely not ugly.

The very three-dimensional facial features, which are particularly clear-cut under the blessing of the aircraft head, and the deep eyebrows, coupled with the height of 1.84 meters, are very recognizable in the crowd.

In fact, when he first started teaching in a school in his previous life, he was often approached with the idea of ​​recruiting a son-in-law.

Although masculine is not liked by little girls, in the eyes of older people, he is very energetic.

Qingyun can manage many hairstyles.

Except for round inches.

"What, you don't want to cut your student's head?"

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

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

At that time, when talking about hairstyle, it was better to talk about the names of celebrities.

Whether it is a barber shop, a salon or a barber shop, posters of popular celebrities are indispensable on the walls.

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

His nose is as straight as Andy Lau.

"Won't!"

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

Qing Yun cursed in his heart, could it be any more outrageous?

How dare you, a barber, say that you don’t know how to do this hairstyle that existed during the Republic of China?

He endured it without complaining.

Broken hair fell out in pieces. Looking at the old barber in the mirror, Qing Yun seemed to understand something.

Big nose, big hip, small nose...

It seems that the old man has suffered a lot.

…

Qing Yun walked out of the barber shop, twirling the 2 centimeters of broken hair on 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.

All Kato craftsmen know it.

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

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

A man's handsomeness, like a woman's beauty, is meaningless alone.

If you are a little handsome and a little tall, it will be easy to fall in love.

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

It has to be rich.

…

After eating something casually, Qing Yun kept her head down as much as possible and did not look at the surrounding scenery on the way back to school.

At the gate of Jincheng No. 4 Middle School, single dogs tend to ruminate.

Like the nicknames "No. 7 Middle School, the playground for top students" and "Ninth Middle School, the cemetery for top students", Jincheng No. 4 Middle School also has a well-known nickname:

"No. 4 Middle School, the love scene of the top students."

In a prestigious school with a thousand years of history, especially a prestigious liberal arts school, puppy love is hard to avoid.

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

"There is a beautiful woman, and when you see her, you will never forget her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy."

One of the most beautiful confession poems that has amazed people for thousands of years, "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix", is an unavoidable hurdle.

Not to mention "A Cloud in Wushan" written by the famous historical minister Yang Sheng'an and his wife Huang E.

How to deal with imitating the sages?

Therefore, the academic couple holding hands and walking together solemnly at the entrance of Jincheng No. 4 Middle School is also a beautiful scenery in Jincheng.

As he quickened his pace and rushed into the school gate, Qing Yun looked at the time and saw that there was still an hour before evening self-study.

He quickened his pace towards the dormitory.

Gotta take a shower.

In the second semester of senior year, as the competitive students began to let themselves go, the attendance rate in evening self-study classes was not so high.

But one carrot after another, it is completely obvious who is missing in the classroom.

In fact, once you pass the HKCEE, the school’s basic responsibilities are over.

Whether you can get into the university of your choice is completely up to you.

But looking at the situation in the classroom, Li Fangping felt that his forehead hurt.

The attendance rate was quite high today, even the recommended students came, and they were all studying the questions without any distractions.

There are only two empty seats.

Thanks to book friends ‘September Quietly Picking Lingtian Lily Su Zili’, ‘Chaos Creation Qinglian’, ‘Shakun’ and Sister Wu for the reward~~
Chapter completed!