When Wang Feng heard this, he was silent for a moment, then looked at him, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Okay!"
When Miao Cai heard Wang Feng's words, he wiped the tears from his face without saying a word, picked up the guitar on the ground, and took a deep look at Miao Xiaomi, as if she was engraved in his heart.
"Xiao Mi, I'm leaving, you must be happy..."
After wiping the tears of disappointment on his face again, Miao Cai choked up and finished these words, turned around and left here lonely with his guitar in his arms...
Lu Jiu and Wu Liuqi looked at Miao Cai's back with complicated emotions.
Lu Jiu only felt that a sad song kept lingering in his ears...
"I'm not even a spare tire... but I tolerate your arrogance... This time I cried quietly without missing you..."
If you don’t really like it, who would be willing to be a backup all the time...
…
Meow Cai left, and from then on there was another sad cat missing from Chicken Island.
However, Miao Cai's departure obviously will not affect another matter.
That is the grand opening of SMT·Hair Art!
Dong dong dong! Dong dong dong! Move again and again, move again and again...
The sun had just risen, and the early rays shone through the windows of Lu Jiu's house. The sound of gongs and drums and the noise of the crowd outside could not be heard, making people feel irritable.
Of course, this refers to people sleeping.
Of course, people who get up early are not included in this category.
Lu Jiu held a mouthwash pot in his left hand and a toothbrush in his right hand. After putting some meat on Qiongha, he walked to the window and looked at SMT Hair Art, which was filled with onlookers downstairs.
'...If I hadn't gotten up early, I would have driven these killers out...'
Lu Jiu shook his head.
It was now 7:30 in the morning, and these few killers were making such a loud noise. Anyway, Lu Jiu thought the noise was quite loud, but he didn't know what the surrounding residents thought.
At the same time, downstairs from Lu Jiu's house and in front of Dabao J's hair salon, Wu Liuqi, Ji Dabao and Aba were sitting in a row, staring at SMT Hair Art, which was surrounded by a group of residents.
When Dabao J Hair Salon opened, nothing was built.
So not a single resident came to watch, and even now, many people don't know there is a hair salon here.
Ji Dabao's face was sullen, his heart filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.
He couldn't help but snorted: "It's great to be rich. It's just an opening event. These onlookers are just here to join in the fun. No one will get a haircut!"
Ji Dabao said a little sourly.
When Wu Liuqi and Aba heard this, they both glanced at Ji Dabao.
Lu Jiu, who was brushing his teeth upstairs, almost laughed out loud when he heard this.
Ji Dabao looks like a lemon essence.
Lu Jiu smiled slightly and shook his head.
After taking a sip of mouthwash, Lu Jiu was about to turn around.
However, just when he was about to turn his head, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar figure among a group of onlookers.
"That is……"
This made Lu Jiu stunned, and he quickly climbed to the window again and took a look.
He took a closer look and saw that in order to show the superb barbering skills of the Shamate trio, the host specially found an old man from the crowd who was picking his nose and looking indifferent.
And that old man is none other than Death Minghua!
"puff!"
Lu Jiu couldn't help but spit out the mouthwash in her mouth.
Wow!
The mouthwash spit out by Lu Jiu was directed at an impartial angle to the lower left, and fell like raindrops on the heads of Ji Dabao and others.
"Um?"
Ji Dabao and others touched their wet heads in confusion.
"It's raining?"
Wu Liuqi was stunned, and subconsciously looked up, only to find that the sky was clear and the sun was rising. Where did the rain come from?
Just when he was trying to find the reason, there was suddenly new movement in the SMT Hair Art in front of him.
"Next, let these three geniuses show us their superb hairdressing skills!"
"Dear viewers, watch and learn carefully!"
The host held the microphone in his hand and was impassioned, stirring up the atmosphere of the scene.
Ji Dabao shook off the water droplets on his head, snorted coldly, crossed his arms with disdain on his face: "Huh, I want to see what kind of haircut these killers can get!"
Ji Dabao looked like he was watching a show.
To be honest, in terms of hairdressing skills, Ji Dabao feels that these three killers are definitely not that good.
After all, my hair style is so ugly...
Wu Liuqi took out a small notebook with great spirit of learning, as if he wanted to take notes seriously.
Abba glanced at his notes curiously and was speechless.
He originally thought that Wu Liuqi wanted to learn these three killer haircut techniques.
As a result, what Aba saw on his notes was...
"First, Miss Mei always goes out on Mondays at two o'clock in the afternoon. She drinks a cup of milk tea at Ji Mei Milk Tea Shop. At this time, you can meet her by chance..."
"Two, Miss Mei's favorite snack is a six-pack of chicken potato chips..."
"Third, Miss Mei will play with her mobile phone from 9 to 10 in the morning, from 3 to 5 in the afternoon, and from 8 to 9 in the evening. It is best to send her messages at this time..."
"Four,……"
Wu Liuqi was still adding and revising the notes with a serious look on his face, and occasionally he looked thoughtful.
Good guy, if you don’t know better, you’d think this guy is writing a thesis, so serious...
This made Aba couldn't help but wonder, had Ah Qi been stimulated by something? He suddenly started chasing girls as if he were collecting intelligence. He had never seen him like this before...
While Aba was thinking about it, the three shamats in front of SMT Hair Art across the street had already designed a set of radiant rainbow shamate hairstyles for the expressionless Roan Minghua at extremely fast speeds.
.
Full of funeral love style.
When Ji Dabao saw this, his face was a little dull.
Before, he had to stand on Wu Liuqi's shoulders to see what was going on in the crowd.
Now Luan Minghua's hairstyle is like a sun, so big and shiny that it almost blinds the eyes.
As the three killers were finished, the surrounding crowd also burst into excitement, whether it was exclamations or boos.
This is just like gluing your hair to shape and then painting it on!
Would anyone like this heavy hairstyle?
Ji Dabao shook his head fiercely and said with determination: "It's embarrassing to show off this haircut technique, Ah Qi, I bet you, no one will think this hairstyle is good-looking!"
Chicken Dabao Noodles for sure.
Upon hearing this, Wu Liuqi glanced at him and responded perfunctorily: "Well... yes... Dabao, you are right..."
Then he lowered his head and concentrated on perfecting his "Miss Mei Strategy".
When Ji Dabao heard Wu Liuqi's perfunctory words, his face suddenly darkened.