"Damn old man..." Shen Dapeng muttered in confusion. Using Wang Yuying's big shining eyes as a mirror, he actually saw the face of a man with disheveled and sloppy hair. He suddenly smiled bitterly in embarrassment.
The past has become a memory, and the bright future is worth imagining. However, yesterday was just a flowing stream, and tomorrow is also uncontrollable. I think about how to move into the future all day long, but ignore the present and the present that should be cherished most, and I have no time to dwell on it.
What’s the point of savoring today, yesterday and tomorrow?
Shen Dapeng said goodbye to Wang Yuying and wanted to go see Wang Xueying next door. In the end, he did not knock on the small door, sighed uncontrollably, and left happily.
At the side entrance of County No. 1 Middle School is Aishang Hair Art, a hair salon where Shen Dapeng used to get his hair cut! I remember that the owner of Aishang Hair Art made up a slogan at that time and let the students spread it by word of mouth.
‘Love style, love style, fall in love with fashion’!
It sounded quite fashionable at the time, but now I think it's very funny.
Aishang Hair Art has become the most popular hair salon among young people near No. 1 Middle School amid the slogans of students. Clearly, it is the 'young people' who are popular, not the students of the school.
Wherever there is a school, there will definitely be those little gangsters who bully the weak and fear the strong. They are said to be members of society and have little background. They are said to be ruffians. They still have the loyalty and pride of young people, like those who were raised by Sun Dapaozi.
Ponyboy belongs to this type of person.
In the past few years since Aishangfayi opened its shop in No. 1 Middle School, it has become the most popular among these gangsters. There are often several young men with different hair colors standing at the door of the hair salon, all wearing jeans and T-shirts despite the severe cold. They are the only ones to spend the winter.
They were wearing little cotton-padded clothes with their arms and arms open, as if they wanted to tell everyone not to mess with them, as they were young and energetic.
When Shen Dapeng saw this "colorful" scene at the door of the hair salon, he couldn't help but think of the yellow-haired Yuan Shuai who was against him in high school. It is estimated that the yellow hair was made by Aishang Fayi, but for Yuan Shuai's kind
He didn't dare to compliment people's aesthetics.
Unfortunately, even if he represents the majority, he cannot influence the thoughts of the minority.
In the past few years around 2000, the "Young and Dangerous" series of movies set off a climax of brotherhood in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and mainland China. Chen Haonan and Shan Ji are the most outstanding representatives in the movie, and their hairstyles have also become many
'Role models' for young people to follow.
Ordinary students have no choice but to shave their heads in accordance with the school's requirements, but for some naughty students and gangsters outside the school, the pheasant's "cannon head" and Chen Haonan's long hair have become synonymous with handsomeness, and even more so.
Some even dye or perm their long hair so that it stands straight to prove that they are unique.
Hair dyeing, perming, straightening, and waving have become popular for a while, but after all, this uniqueness only appears among a special group of young people and is not accepted by the public. Over time, it has become what people call "non-mainstream". If it continues
Add in the rivet jacket and unique tattoos, and you will become a more distinctive 'Shamate'!
Shen Dapeng recalled that when he graduated from high school in his previous life, he also thought about being a "non-mainstream", but his family conditions did not allow him to waste money on dyeing and perming his hair, so he could only be mainstream. At that time, he also envied and longed for it.
But looking back now, I just feel that I was naive and frivolous at that time.
Shen Dapeng's current hairstyle is neither handsome nor special. He looks more like a good boy who hasn't had a haircut in a long time. The moment he opened the door and entered the hair salon, he was even spat provocatively by the gangster at the door, but he had no intention of responding to these children.
Without even looking at the provocative gangster, he walked straight into the house.
The area of Aishang Hair Art is not large, with only four barber seats facing each other. Maybe it’s because it’s not school time yet, or maybe it’s because the first and second grade students are on vacation, so there’s no one in the room.
I got a haircut, but there were a few "non-mainstream" young people sitting on the seats.
"Should I get my hair cut or permed?" A young man smoking a cigarette glanced at Shen Dapeng and saw that he was honest and obedient, no different from ordinary students, so he didn't take it seriously.
Shen Dapeng looked around the room, but didn't see the person he was looking for, "Isn't Hu Ming here?"
"Are you looking for Brother Ming? He's going to the toilet!"
The young man looked up and down at Shen Dapeng jokingly, and finally snorted disdainfully, "Kid, if you want a simple haircut, go to another shop. Brother Ming only does handsome hairstyles like ours, and you are a good boy.
Brother Ming is too lazy to do anything!"
"Oh? Ha, Hu Ming is so powerful now?" Shen Dapeng found it funny. He hadn't been called a 'kid' for a long time, but he didn't expect to be called such a child in his eyes today.
But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another long-haired red-haired man, "What Hu Ming Hu Ming is, it's Brother Ming. Are you a student of No. 1 Middle School? Do you dare to call Brother Ming by his first name?"
Aren’t you afraid of encountering ghosts while walking at night?”
"I'm not afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of living people who look like ghosts, or who are neither human nor ghosts!"
Shen Dapeng looked at the two 'non-mainstream' young people who just spoke with the same joking eyes as when the young people looked at him just now.
The red-haired Changmao instantly understood that this was a scolding that he was neither a human nor a ghost. His anger suddenly surged, and the long straight hair on his head seemed to have lengthened a little. "Little brat, who are you saying is not a human or a ghost? You
You're not a gangster from No. 1 Middle School, are you? Are you protected by the old guard from No. 8 Middle School? Or are you the old dog from No. 3 Middle School who asked you to cause trouble?"
Several non-mainstream people jumped up and surrounded Shen Dapeng in the middle. When several people outside heard the noise in the room, they all opened the door and entered. The already small hair salon was instantly crowded with more than a dozen non-mainstream people. After the scene,
It was so spectacular that Shen Dapeng could only try his best to find memories from his high school life.
"What are you shouting for? You are crying like a ghost or a wolf. Who is stepping on your tail? Or who is here to make trouble for me?"
Just as a dozen non-mainstream people were eyeing Shen Dapeng and wanted to solve the problem, a few curses came from the bathroom, and then a young man with a shaved head came out, holding up the zipper of his pants without washing his hands.
He casually walked to Shen Dapeng. Just when he was about to curse again, he suddenly froze.
"Hu Ming, I haven't seen you for more than half a year. Your business is doing well. There are security guards guarding the door for you!"
"Peng, Brother Peng? Oh, long time no see. What kind of wind brought you here? I haven't seen you since you graduated! Where is Brother Pao? Why didn't I come with you?" Hu Ming
He stood on tiptoe and looked out the door to make sure that Sun Dapaozi had not come with him, and then his nervousness eased slightly.