Are you stupid? I am the villain behind the scenes

The next day, Saturday.

Eight in the morning.

Soft sunlight shines into the room through the white gauze window.

Hua Chaochao was immersed in a beautiful dream, but was ruthlessly interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

She reluctantly threw back the quilt, resigned herself to sitting up, then got out of bed and opened the door.

"Mom." Hua Chaochao rubbed her sleepy eyes and gently called out to the person outside the door.

The person knocking on the door was Huo Siqing.

Huo Siqing raised her hand and gently smoothed Hua Chaochao's slightly messy hair from sleeping, and said softly: "Chaochao, Xiaomu is downstairs and said he came to see you."

When Hua Chaochao heard this, she was not surprised at all: It was indeed him.

"Did you make an appointment with him to go out and play together today?" Huo Siqing put her hands down after tidying up Hua Chaochao's hair.

Hua Chaochao's mind was not yet fully clear, and she said dazedly: "Is there... I think so."

Yes, Yi Mu sent her a message last night asking her out today.

But he didn't say what time. If she had known it was so early, she would have definitely refused without hesitation last night!

After all, in her eyes, everything in the world can be discarded, and only sleep is the most important.

In fact, Yi Mu called Hua Chaochao before coming, but the call didn't go through.

This is not Hua Chaochao's fault. She has always had a habit -

She always sets her phone to do not disturb mode before going to bed, for no other reason than that she absolutely cannot tolerate being woken up by the shrill ringing of her phone while she is sleeping!

Huo Siqing was touched by Hua Chaochao's dazed look and couldn't help but touch her face. "Go wash up. There's breakfast left for you on the table. Eat it before you go out."

Hua Chaochao nodded: "I know, Mom."

Huo Siqing retired after accomplishing his mission.

close the door.

Hua Chaochao walked slowly into the bathroom, like an emotionless machine, and began to brush her teeth, wash her face, and change her clothes.

Fifteen minutes later, Hua Chaochao went downstairs.

Yi Mu was sitting in the living room. He heard light footsteps coming from the stairs and suddenly turned his head to look.

At the same time, Hua Chaochao also looked at Yi Mu, and their eyes met in the air.

Hua Chaochao was the first to greet with a smile: "Good morning, Yi Mu."

The moment Yi Mu saw Hua Chaochao, his heart, which had been anxious all night, seemed to have found its home and finally settled down.

Hua Chaochao walked down the last step and towards the restaurant, and asked casually, "Have you had breakfast?"

Yi Mu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Well, I ate it."

In fact, he lied, he didn't eat. He hadn't eaten since last night and he couldn't eat.

But it's okay, a martial artist's physique is several times better than that of an ordinary person, not to mention that Yi Mu is a ninth-level martial artist, so skipping two meals won't have any effect on his body.

After hearing him eat, Hua Chaochao said, "Wait a minute, I haven't eaten yet."

"it is good."

Hua Chaochao didn't eat much either. She didn't have a good appetite, so she only had a boiled egg and a glass of milk.

She was born with this problem. Whenever she is woken up, she will lose her appetite.

After drinking the last sip of milk, Hua Chaochao waved to Yi Mu, "I'm done eating, I can go now."

Sitting on the passenger seat, Hua Chaochao skillfully pulled on the seat belt and asked while fastening it, "Where are we going?"

Yi Mu remained silent.

Hua Chaochao didn't hear a response, so she looked up in confusion, and her eyes happened to meet Yi Mu's.

Hua Chaochao read confusion in his eyes.

"..."

"You asked me out, but you didn't decide where to go?"

What she said was right. Yi Mu really didn't think about it. He only knew that he wanted to see her as soon as possible and be with her.

"I..." Yi Mu knew he was in the wrong, but he had no idea at the moment, so he could only let Hua Chaochao decide, "Where do you want to go?"

Hua Chaochao didn't blame Yi Mu, because it was something he could do.

But for a moment, Hua Chaochao really couldn't think of any particular place she wanted to go.

She stroked her chin in thought, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Yi Mu's hair out of the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, she had an idea and excitedly suggested, "Why don't I take you to get a haircut? Your bangs are about to poke your eyes."

I didn't notice it before, but now I look carefully, I can see that Yi Mu's hair is covering his eyes.

Yi Mu had no objection, "Okay."

As long as I'm with her, I can do anything.

"Just go to the one you always go to, let's go!"

Soon after, the car stopped at the entrance of a narrow alley because it couldn't get in.

The barber shop that Yi Mu often goes to is just inside the alley.

Hua Chaochao got out of the car and looked at the alley in front of her that was full of the atmosphere of fireworks. She couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, you really know how to find a place."

I don't go to big stores to get my hair cut, I come to small places like this instead.

But it makes sense when you think about it. For someone like Yi Mu who doesn't like crowds and prefers quietness, it's normal for him to get his hair cut in a small shop with few people.

When they arrived, the barber shop had just opened and they were the first ones to arrive.

Since there were not many customers in the store, the boss was the only one cutting customers' hair and he did not hire any more workers.

The boss obviously knew Yi Mu. When Yi Mu entered the store, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face and said warmly, "You're here."

Hua Chaochao stood behind Yi Mu, her whole body was blocked, and the boss didn't notice her for a while.

The boss was deeply impressed by Yi Mu.

After all, he had run the barber shop for decades, but this was the first time he had met such a handsome customer like Yi Mu.

Normally, the people who come to his shop are either elderly people or elderly people bringing their children who are a few years old to get a haircut.

As for teenagers, they are quite rare because most of them choose more fashionable barber shops instead of traditional old shops like his.

The boss was a cheerful man in his forties. He asked Yi Mu to sit down and asked, "It's still the same as before. Just cut your hair short, right?"

Every time Yi Mu came here, his request was very simple, just to cut his hair short and neat.

He doesn't have any hairstyle at all, and his handsomeness doesn't come from his hairstyle. He just has a handsome face, the kind of handsomeness that makes people ignore his hairstyle.

When Yi Mu was about to respond with a "hmm", Hua Chaochao spoke first: "No, let's do something different. Cut a micro-fragmented cap for him."

It was only then that the boss noticed that there was an extra person in the store. He first looked at Yi Mu in surprise, then turned his gaze to Hua Chaochao and asked Yi Mu: "Is this your girlfriend?"

Yi Mu pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

He was unwilling to answer "no", but he also did not have the status to answer "yes".

Hua Chaochao saw Yi Mu's embarrassment, so she smiled and took the initiative to help Yi Mu out, saying, "We are friends."

Having learned from the last "lesson", Hua Chaochao no longer answered "sister and brother".

Hua Chaochao was not wrong in what she said, but deep in Yi Mu's eyes, there was a subtle hint of loss that was hard to detect.

The boss understood: "Oh, so you are friends, but you look like a couple."

Hua Chaochao smiled slightly and said nothing.

"What kind of hairstyle is that you just mentioned?" the boss asked.

He is old and doesn't like surfing the Internet, so he knows little about today's popular fashion elements. This is the first time he has heard the term "differential fragmentation cover".

He is indeed out of date, otherwise his store would not have been devoid of young customers.

Seeing that the boss didn't understand, Hua Chaochao took the initiative to search for pictures of 'differential crushed lids' on her phone and showed them to him, and explained: "It's like this."

After the boss looked at the photo for a while, he quickly understood how to edit it. He returned the phone to Hua Chaochao and said, "Okay, I understand."

In fact, Yi Mu’s current hairstyle is somewhat similar to the slightly parted cap, and it is very easy to trim.

Hua Chaochao took back the phone and said, "Excuse me, boss."

"No trouble." The boss responded politely.

Afterwards, Hua Chaochao found a chair and sat down, waiting quietly for Yi Mu to cut her hair.