Doomsday Paradise
Chapter 2066 The most annoying kind of barber
Chapter 2066 The most annoying kind of hairdresser
The sky in the alley outside was gradually brightening and warming up, and white spots lit up on the floor tiles; Lin Sanjiu turned his back on the light, pushed open the door, and stepped into the dim barber shop—trapped into a room The cool air in the shape, with a deep chill, was stirred by her, trembling a few times like jelly, and gradually engulfed her.
The shop is not big, and there is a curtain hanging in the depth, through the gap of the curtain, you can vaguely see the outline of the shampoo table.The window glass facing the street, because all kinds of outdated pictures of models with hairstyles are pasted, does not allow much light in; four black fake leather chairs are lined up in a row in the store, each facing a cold and indifferent mirror.
Lin Sanjiu found the light switch and pressed it a few times, but the shop was still dark, as if he didn't want to set foot in this barber shop no matter it was sunlight or light.
She thought for a while, grabbed a thick hair magazine from the cash register by the window, and used it to prop the open door against the wall.
"I really don't understand this road at all," Lin Sanjiu said to himself in a low voice, "Why do you want me to come in? There is nothing in the shop."
While speaking, she looked out from the window facing the street—originally just to see if there was any movement outside, but she didn't expect to see this, but suddenly found that in the shadow behind the door of the small grocery store opposite, there was a Zhang looked straight at her face.
Lin Sanjiu immediately recognized it in the panic rushing up. "Pan Cui!" She called out and waved her hands vigorously, "So you are there!"
The face in the shadow also jumped out two steps immediately, and waved at her—it turned into a clear Pan Cui.
"We can't seem to go out," she called out from the door. "Have you seen Pina?"
"No," Lin Sanjiu asked, "Do you know what we are asking for?"
"I'm not sure." Pan Cui shook her head and said, "But no matter what you do, it seems that you haven't started yet."
Indeed, the room was empty, Lin Sanjiu turned around and looked around the shop, thinking.Apart from the scattered hair dryers, combs and spray bottles, there is only a layer of dust that has accumulated over time——
And the mime standing in the shadows in the corner.
The sudden jump in Lin Sanjiu's heart almost made her think that she was going to lose her heart; she couldn't help but exclaimed, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Of course the mime would not answer her.
On his snow-white face with high cheeks, there was a deep smile, and he walked out from the corner soundlessly, and came to the third leather chair, making an invitation gesture with both hands.
"Want me to go there?" Lin Sanjiu was startled, then turned around and found that Pan Cui had disappeared from the door of the grocery store, and the door of the grocery store was also closed.
The mime gestured to her a few more times, no doubt telling her to come over and sit down.
Lin Sanjiu reluctantly sat in the chair.
As if to express his gratitude, the mime made an exaggerated bow to her in the mirror, and then snapped his fingers—snap his fingers, but there was no sound either—at this moment, hanging in the corner of the ceiling in the store The TV set turned on with a bang.
Lin Sanjiu's eyes quickly moved to the TV, but he saw the mime actor on the blue screen background: he still maintained a smile, standing in front of the camera, arranging his hair from time to time, and pulling the straps of his overalls; Next to it is a number the size of a head, 1:00.
What do you mean?
As soon as Lin Sanjiu turned around, she found that only herself was left in the mirror, and the mime actor disappeared at some point; at the same time she hurriedly turned her head to look for him, the door of the barber shop was slammed shut with a "boom" And yet another patch of skylight was cut from the store, and a deeper gloom poured out of the corner.
No, wait a minute, Lin Sanjiu was startled suddenly, and then pressed his heels against the ground, pushing hard a few times, a layer of hot sweat broke out from his back instantly.
No matter how hard her muscles contracted and how her hands pushed the armrests of the chair, her body seemed to be locked in an invisible cover—"I can't stand up anymore," she said hurriedly to Teacher Yi, " Why can't I get up from the chair anyway?"
"Look," Teacher Yi said, "the TV in the corner!"
At 1:00 just now, when Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes, it happened to jump to 0:59.
This is... the "beginning"?
There is no doubt that the TV screen is counting down to her; think about it, almost exactly one minute has passed since it appeared.But every road has 1 hours for people to walk, why should she count down an hour alone?
Also, what was she going to do in this hour?Why can't she stand up?
"Wait a minute, isn't the situation in front of you very similar to when you covered your eyes just now?" Teacher Yi came to an idea and said, "At that time, you covered your eyes like a mime actor, and then you were like Stuck in the 'cover your eyes' and can't do anything else...does it feel the same now?"
"But he's not here now—" Lin Sanjiu's words just started, and he suddenly realized. "On the other hand, I can only do what a mime has done..."
"The series of performances just now!" Teacher Yi finished her words.
"Quick, help me recall what actions he did just now," Lin Sanjiu urged desperately, staring at his own reflection in the mirror.
In the mirror, she was sitting motionless in a chair, and she couldn’t even see a trace of anxiety in her expression—probably because mime actors have never shown expressions of panic and anxiety, so she couldn’t make it either—look Get up, like a calm customer, waiting for his barber.
"He walked, ran, and jumped," Mr. Yi counted one by one, "Still standing where he was, turning around and looking around... That's four movements..."
A pair of hands were placed on Lin Sanjiu's shoulders in the mirror.
At that moment, Lin Sanjiu felt that she was about to throw herself out of the chair—almost as if her soul was frightened and jumped out of her body—once she regained consciousness, she realized that she was still trapped. In the action of "sitting", all that comes out is the layers of sweat on the body.
Her gaze slowly moved up from the hands in the mirror, and she saw a pair of fine and thin arms, a black T-shirt, a pair of shoulders... and a huge head.
In the dim barber shop with no lights, that huge head floated on Lin Sanjiu's head like a balloon slowly rising from the ground, almost as wide as her shoulders, taking up a full The upper half of the mirror.
Black hair protruded from the head in a mess, strangely thin and thick at the same time - it looked thick because each hair was thick, not one by one, but one by one, as if the head was full of black and shiny hair. The pho hangs lifelessly on the face; it is sparse because they are scattered and grow freely, not only on the scalp, but also on the forehead skin.
On that face, two orange-sized eyeballs rolled down and met Lin Sanjiu's eyes in the mirror.
"Is this your first time here?"
The mouth was split from left to right, as if an invisible zipper had been pulled open.The upper and lower lips fluctuated, and a sweet male voice came out: "What kind of hairstyle do you want to have today?"
Lin Sanjiu was almost overwhelmed by waves of fear and doubt like turbulent sea waves—maybe it was because of the appearance of the "barber", maybe it was because she finally met a talking duplicate creature, maybe it was because Teacher Yi At this moment, I was screaming in despair in my mind: "No! I've pulled up and watched all the scenes just now, and that mime actor has never sat down!"
He hasn't sat down...so naturally he hasn't performed the action of "standing up from the chair".
The countdown on the TV screen jumped to 0:58.
The creature behind him who claimed to be a barber smiled at Lin Sanjiu in the mirror. "Oh? What did you say?" He—or it? ——Placing a thin and dry hand on his huge face, he said shyly, "Do you like my hairstyle? Do you think it looks good?"
No!She didn't say that!
"Hey, thank you, then I'll do the same for you."
I don’t know what’s going on, maybe when I wanted to sprint to the end, I suddenly fell into a long dungeon plot, I’m really in a bad mood now, I’m stuck every day...
(End of this chapter)
The sky in the alley outside was gradually brightening and warming up, and white spots lit up on the floor tiles; Lin Sanjiu turned his back on the light, pushed open the door, and stepped into the dim barber shop—trapped into a room The cool air in the shape, with a deep chill, was stirred by her, trembling a few times like jelly, and gradually engulfed her.
The shop is not big, and there is a curtain hanging in the depth, through the gap of the curtain, you can vaguely see the outline of the shampoo table.The window glass facing the street, because all kinds of outdated pictures of models with hairstyles are pasted, does not allow much light in; four black fake leather chairs are lined up in a row in the store, each facing a cold and indifferent mirror.
Lin Sanjiu found the light switch and pressed it a few times, but the shop was still dark, as if he didn't want to set foot in this barber shop no matter it was sunlight or light.
She thought for a while, grabbed a thick hair magazine from the cash register by the window, and used it to prop the open door against the wall.
"I really don't understand this road at all," Lin Sanjiu said to himself in a low voice, "Why do you want me to come in? There is nothing in the shop."
While speaking, she looked out from the window facing the street—originally just to see if there was any movement outside, but she didn't expect to see this, but suddenly found that in the shadow behind the door of the small grocery store opposite, there was a Zhang looked straight at her face.
Lin Sanjiu immediately recognized it in the panic rushing up. "Pan Cui!" She called out and waved her hands vigorously, "So you are there!"
The face in the shadow also jumped out two steps immediately, and waved at her—it turned into a clear Pan Cui.
"We can't seem to go out," she called out from the door. "Have you seen Pina?"
"No," Lin Sanjiu asked, "Do you know what we are asking for?"
"I'm not sure." Pan Cui shook her head and said, "But no matter what you do, it seems that you haven't started yet."
Indeed, the room was empty, Lin Sanjiu turned around and looked around the shop, thinking.Apart from the scattered hair dryers, combs and spray bottles, there is only a layer of dust that has accumulated over time——
And the mime standing in the shadows in the corner.
The sudden jump in Lin Sanjiu's heart almost made her think that she was going to lose her heart; she couldn't help but exclaimed, and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Of course the mime would not answer her.
On his snow-white face with high cheeks, there was a deep smile, and he walked out from the corner soundlessly, and came to the third leather chair, making an invitation gesture with both hands.
"Want me to go there?" Lin Sanjiu was startled, then turned around and found that Pan Cui had disappeared from the door of the grocery store, and the door of the grocery store was also closed.
The mime gestured to her a few more times, no doubt telling her to come over and sit down.
Lin Sanjiu reluctantly sat in the chair.
As if to express his gratitude, the mime made an exaggerated bow to her in the mirror, and then snapped his fingers—snap his fingers, but there was no sound either—at this moment, hanging in the corner of the ceiling in the store The TV set turned on with a bang.
Lin Sanjiu's eyes quickly moved to the TV, but he saw the mime actor on the blue screen background: he still maintained a smile, standing in front of the camera, arranging his hair from time to time, and pulling the straps of his overalls; Next to it is a number the size of a head, 1:00.
What do you mean?
As soon as Lin Sanjiu turned around, she found that only herself was left in the mirror, and the mime actor disappeared at some point; at the same time she hurriedly turned her head to look for him, the door of the barber shop was slammed shut with a "boom" And yet another patch of skylight was cut from the store, and a deeper gloom poured out of the corner.
No, wait a minute, Lin Sanjiu was startled suddenly, and then pressed his heels against the ground, pushing hard a few times, a layer of hot sweat broke out from his back instantly.
No matter how hard her muscles contracted and how her hands pushed the armrests of the chair, her body seemed to be locked in an invisible cover—"I can't stand up anymore," she said hurriedly to Teacher Yi, " Why can't I get up from the chair anyway?"
"Look," Teacher Yi said, "the TV in the corner!"
At 1:00 just now, when Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes, it happened to jump to 0:59.
This is... the "beginning"?
There is no doubt that the TV screen is counting down to her; think about it, almost exactly one minute has passed since it appeared.But every road has 1 hours for people to walk, why should she count down an hour alone?
Also, what was she going to do in this hour?Why can't she stand up?
"Wait a minute, isn't the situation in front of you very similar to when you covered your eyes just now?" Teacher Yi came to an idea and said, "At that time, you covered your eyes like a mime actor, and then you were like Stuck in the 'cover your eyes' and can't do anything else...does it feel the same now?"
"But he's not here now—" Lin Sanjiu's words just started, and he suddenly realized. "On the other hand, I can only do what a mime has done..."
"The series of performances just now!" Teacher Yi finished her words.
"Quick, help me recall what actions he did just now," Lin Sanjiu urged desperately, staring at his own reflection in the mirror.
In the mirror, she was sitting motionless in a chair, and she couldn’t even see a trace of anxiety in her expression—probably because mime actors have never shown expressions of panic and anxiety, so she couldn’t make it either—look Get up, like a calm customer, waiting for his barber.
"He walked, ran, and jumped," Mr. Yi counted one by one, "Still standing where he was, turning around and looking around... That's four movements..."
A pair of hands were placed on Lin Sanjiu's shoulders in the mirror.
At that moment, Lin Sanjiu felt that she was about to throw herself out of the chair—almost as if her soul was frightened and jumped out of her body—once she regained consciousness, she realized that she was still trapped. In the action of "sitting", all that comes out is the layers of sweat on the body.
Her gaze slowly moved up from the hands in the mirror, and she saw a pair of fine and thin arms, a black T-shirt, a pair of shoulders... and a huge head.
In the dim barber shop with no lights, that huge head floated on Lin Sanjiu's head like a balloon slowly rising from the ground, almost as wide as her shoulders, taking up a full The upper half of the mirror.
Black hair protruded from the head in a mess, strangely thin and thick at the same time - it looked thick because each hair was thick, not one by one, but one by one, as if the head was full of black and shiny hair. The pho hangs lifelessly on the face; it is sparse because they are scattered and grow freely, not only on the scalp, but also on the forehead skin.
On that face, two orange-sized eyeballs rolled down and met Lin Sanjiu's eyes in the mirror.
"Is this your first time here?"
The mouth was split from left to right, as if an invisible zipper had been pulled open.The upper and lower lips fluctuated, and a sweet male voice came out: "What kind of hairstyle do you want to have today?"
Lin Sanjiu was almost overwhelmed by waves of fear and doubt like turbulent sea waves—maybe it was because of the appearance of the "barber", maybe it was because she finally met a talking duplicate creature, maybe it was because Teacher Yi At this moment, I was screaming in despair in my mind: "No! I've pulled up and watched all the scenes just now, and that mime actor has never sat down!"
He hasn't sat down...so naturally he hasn't performed the action of "standing up from the chair".
The countdown on the TV screen jumped to 0:58.
The creature behind him who claimed to be a barber smiled at Lin Sanjiu in the mirror. "Oh? What did you say?" He—or it? ——Placing a thin and dry hand on his huge face, he said shyly, "Do you like my hairstyle? Do you think it looks good?"
No!She didn't say that!
"Hey, thank you, then I'll do the same for you."
I don’t know what’s going on, maybe when I wanted to sprint to the end, I suddenly fell into a long dungeon plot, I’m really in a bad mood now, I’m stuck every day...
(End of this chapter)
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