Seriously, cultivate a fairy

Chapter 511 The judge can't beat the ghost messenger, who will believe it? !

"Pa-ta-pa-ta.Pa-ta"

There was a honey blush on Bao Zhengzheng's face, his hands were already on the hair of the young woman who was doing her hair, as if she was staying up late to type, and her ten fingers were tapping on the other's hair quickly.

There is no way around this, because this young woman's hair style is like a keyboard of God under the double [-] discount.

"This guest, please respect yourself."

Bao Zhengzheng was awakened by this sound.

Everything was like a dream, he had already seen that young woman staring at herself in the mirror.

He hurriedly apologized honestly to the other party.

"Guests, hurry up and return to your seat."

Under the urging of the hair salon staff No. 1, Bao Zhengzheng sat back in his original seat.

"Guest, may I ask which teacher do you want to cut your hair?"

Hair salon staff No. 1 asked Bao Zhengjing such a question again, while putting on a cloth for Bao Zhengjing.

Bao Zhengzheng replied without the slightest hesitation, "I have a good background, so let's get the cheapest one."

The hair salon staff said 'oh', and then went down to make arrangements.

Soon, a low-profile version with a very trendy hairstyle and a hairstyle that doesn't match her looks appeared.

"Hi, special chef Chi Dianjia is at your service."

The low-profile version Jiang Bao came behind Bao Zhengzheng with scissors, "Guest, what kind of hairstyle do you want?"

Being asked such a question, Bao Zhengzheng found it difficult.

Because he doesn't know how to describe the hairstyle he wants to cut to the other party, or it should be said that since ancient times, the barber and the customer have not been in the same dimension, and the conversation between the two parties about the hairstyle will only be a cross-server chat.

Therefore, it is better to have an ordinary hairstyle.

Ever since, Bao Zhengzheng said to the low-profile version: "Please thin the sides, cut out some layers on the top of the head, and then scratch it to make it look more fashionable. Please do this first."

After receiving the customer's request, Jiang Bao, the low-end version, began to cut a satisfactory hairstyle for Bao Zhengzheng, "No problem, customer, please rest assured, I am a professional."

Bao Zhengzheng originally thought that after 15 minutes of country love music with 3D surround on the left and right channels, his hairstyle would be done.

However, for a full 15 minutes, Bao Zhengzheng found that his hair didn't seem to have changed at all, but he clearly felt that bundles of hair fell on the cold floor.

Sitting in a chair waiting for a haircut is boring, so Zhengzheng can only have fun by himself.

A girl also came to his left at this moment to do hair, and as soon as she sat down, she asked for the service of the director hairstylist of No. 7.

As a result, a fat man with long flowing hair came over soon.

Bao Zhengjing just glanced at the other party, and immediately recognized that the No. 7 director's hair stylist was not Xiu Nian.

As soon as the hair stylist of director Xiu Nian of the high-profile version came over, the girl told her many requirements for the hairstyle.

Bao Zhengzheng didn't listen carefully, anyway, he heard a sentence, "Just give me a simple Thanksgiving style."

When the hair stylist of the high-profile director Xiu Nian heard this, he immediately flicked his own bangs and said it was all right.

In less than 3 minutes, I heard the other party say: "It's cut."

Bao Zhengzheng was taken aback. He seemed to have a look at what the Thanksgiving style hairstyle looked like.

Turning his head and looking at it, he saw a roasted turkey on the girl's head at some point.

After taking a closer look, I found out that where is the turkey, it is clearly made of hair.

It has to be said that this hairstyle is the real Thanksgiving style.

It's just that, if you go out with such a hairstyle, how can the sister paper have any face to see?
"Amazing, I've always wanted to wear this shade."

Unexpectedly, my sister seemed to like such a roasted turkey hairstyle, and went out after happily paying the money.

The business of the hair salon is really booming today. As soon as my sister left, someone came in through the gate again.

It was a student who came, and without saying anything, he found a chair and sat down, greeted a barber casually, and went over to get a haircut.

However, this student's request was more tricky. He fiddled with his hair with both hands and said, "The side should be cut like this, the back should be cut like this, the bangs should be kept so long, and they should be cut crisply for me."

Bao Zhengjing listened to it until he was going to sleep, this is too much to ask.

This student must be a novice, otherwise he wouldn't have made so many demands on his barber.

The student talked for a full 15 minutes, and at the end he still asked the barber standing beside him, whose scissors could not be revealed for a long time, and said, "Well, do you understand what I just said?"

barber:"???"

Seeing this, the student continued to fiddle with his hair: "That's not what I meant, you're totally mistaken, I didn't mean to split the mop in the middle, I meant to cut it like that on this side, and cut it like this and that on the other side. It’s going to be cut like this here.”

The barber felt tired, but the strange thing was that he didn't say anything, why this student guest could completely understand the mid-section mop hairstyle conceived in his mind.

After another 15 minutes passed, the barber still couldn't get the student customer's point.

But Bao Zhengjing next to him yawned after listening, and said to the barber, "You just ask him if he wants the scumbag ironed with tinfoil or with a cropped cut, and don't give him a chance to talk."

Afterwards, Bao Zhengzheng said to the low-end version of Jiangbao who was continuing to trim his hair: "That super hairstylist, you still have to keep my sideburns for me."

The low-profile version of the sauce broke the news, but the scissors in his hand stopped suddenly, Li Ronghao's small eyes kept staring at Bao Zheng in the mirror, and his expression looked strangely serious.

Bao Zhengzheng didn't know if he said something wrong just now.

At this moment, the low-end version of Jiang Bao said, "Are you embarrassing me, Fat Tiger?!"

Angrily, he pointed the scissors in his hand at Baozheng in the mirror in front of him, and said loudly, "Do you have sideburns? If you don't have sideburns, let me keep them for you? Why do you want to come to our hair salon?" Touch porcelain, you?!"

As the saying goes, sideburns are a man's dignity.

Based on Bao Zhengjing's past experience, it is very reasonable that he has no sideburns.

However, sometimes dignity can actually be created.

Bao Zhengzheng, who was suspected of coming to the hair salon to touch porcelain, of course didn't want to be misunderstood in his heart, so he explained to everyone on the spot, saying: "Don't get me wrong, I am not this."

It wasn't half a day, and Bao Zhengjing couldn't find any words to explain it.

Fortunately, at this time, he noticed a bald young man sitting on a chair diagonally opposite, and said to his barber, "Please give me a handsome look."

Bao Zhengzheng immediately had his own rhetoric.

I just heard him say this to the low-profile version: "I don't believe that your skills are superb. The hair stylist in your hair salon can even style the bald boy over there. Why can't you make it for me who has no sideburns?" It's a sideburn, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)