Xiaoman

Xia Liang shaved his hair.

It was very neat, my grandpa said to shave it when I went out in the morning, and after school at noon when the rain stopped, he went directly to the barber shop on the street to have it shaved.

The barber shop is also run by a neighbor on the street. When you see Xia Liang, you don't need to say hello, just wipe your hands and come over with an awl: "Shave your head, Liangzi? Why did you break your arm?"

"En." Xia Liang responded, took off his hat, brushed his hair twice, and sat on the big white hairdresser's chair.

"What look?" the boss asked looking in the mirror behind him.

"Scratch it all." Xia Liang said.

In fact, he is a bit casual about his hair, not as paranoid as Luo Hao and the others. It would be fatal to be caught by Shi Laibao to cut his head.

If you have styling, you can grab it, and if you are in trouble, you can just stick it to the root of your hair and shave it.

The main thing is to be confident in your face.

Anything can be controlled.

"Should you be bald?" The boss shook the cloth on him, and made two gestures, "It's still a round inch. The big guy is still round and decent. Look at the sticker on my wall, spirit."

"It's fine, you can shave it." Xia Liang nodded and said.

It was also a coincidence that he finished shaving at noon, and Shi Laibao stood at the school gate in the afternoon and began to check his appearance.

The grip is quite strict. Boys’ hair roots cannot reach anywhere, and forehead hair must be above the eyebrows; girls’ hair can’t be permed even if they are tied in a ponytail.

If you catch the unqualified ones at the school gate, you don’t need to enter the school directly. You turn around and go to the barber shop to cut the ones that should be straightened and dyed black. Otherwise, you can call the parents at the school gate and take them home. Don't come to school until it is standardized.

There was a lot of resentment in the school all afternoon.

When Xia Liang entered through the school gate, Shi Laibao called him over with a raised voice, with an expression of "I'm here to guard you".

"Take off your hat." He raised his chin and said to Xia Liang.

Xia Liang glanced at him and took off his hat.

"Take off the mask?" He looked at Shi Laibao and asked.

Shi Laibao stared at his round inch for half a minute, and finally he was a little bit unwilling, so he asked Xia Liang to go in quickly and don't get in the way here with a dark face.

"Damn it, Xia Liang, you rubbish!" Luo Hao, Guo Wei and the others poked their heads out of the guard booth and scolded him, "Don't tell us when we got the letter! Are you a human being or not!"

This is a catch-all.

"Stupid." Xia Liang smiled behind the mask, put on his hat and left.

During this surprise inspection, quite a few people in the class were recruited. Among the few people in the back row, except for Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang himself, Li Mengyu had to shave his hair twice before passing the test.

"Damn it, I kept it carefully for the whole summer..." Li Meng got a small round mirror from nowhere, looking at it, he kept feeling sorry for his temples.

But no one expected that Han Xuebi was the worst inspected person in the class this time.

It is said that Han Xuebi's hair has not been cut since the first few grades of elementary school, and it is tied high every day until it reaches waist length. When she was passing the school gate, Shi Laibao caught her and asked her to cut it off, otherwise she would not be allowed to enter School, it won't work even if you put it on the plate.

When she entered the class, her eye circles were still red, and her waist-length ponytail was shortened to the vest.

The little girl is still different from the boys. Li Meng is distressed for a while and shakes the stool at the temples. He should talk to Wang Chaoying and smile, but Han Xuebi is lying on the seat until the class song is sung.

In fact, let alone Han Xuebi, Liu Xiaoman felt a little pity looking at it.

The over-emphasis on grooming may be the most incomprehensible thing about the campus system. He doesn't know how long it takes girls to brush their hair in the morning, but no matter how long the hair is, combing it is no better than what he used to help grandpa set up the stalls every day. long time.

How much can I delay?

And for a student like Han Xuebi, who is enough to be a model student, it is really unnecessary.

On the contrary, it is another degree of waste of time.

All in all, the student who is willing to learn will hold a book when you throw him into the chicken coop, and the student who is not willing to learn will not be willing to learn even if his head is shaved.

"It deserves it," said a few girls who were drinking milk tea in the back, and they were the same people who laughed at the bottom when Han Xuebi was in charge of discipline on the podium that day. If you don’t cut her, cut who.”

"Now." Another girl laughed "hee hee" and repeated.

Liu Xiaoman glanced at them and found that Yu Shou was also staring at them.

The girls also noticed it, turned their faces to stare at Yu Shou and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Is that enough?" Yu Shou looked at them expressionlessly.

"You must be sick." Several girls ignored him and whispered something.

Yu Shou must have heard it, and the girls were startled when they pushed the table and stood up.

But Yu Shou didn't look at them, walked towards the front door of the classroom, and glanced at Han Xuebi as he passed by, as if hesitating for a moment, but still didn't speak, threw a packet of tissues on her desk, and went out directly.

"Oh—" Li Meng and Wang Chao sighed at the same time, "Oh sour!"

Han Xuebi has been quite pitiful these two days.

Liu Xiaoman thought again.

But Yu Shou is a nice person, and based on his various behaviors towards Han Xuebi in the past few days, he should really like Han Xuebi.

After all, everyone is still a student, and the campus environment is very reluctant to let go of feelings. Being able to do this is already a clear expression.

When he thought of "like", he stopped writing the question, and then thought of Fan Yiyang.

Liu Xiaoman felt a little at a loss.

After Xia Liang finished talking to him, he was studying with Fan Yiyang last night, but he couldn't get into the mood no matter what.

Usually, he is the type who can force himself to jump in as soon as he opens the book.

His mind was completely occupied by the proposition "I like Fan Yiyang". Regardless of whether it is true or false, it is impossible to tell, and his studies are really affected.

Fan Yiyang put on earphones for him, point out a certain question to him, or even just get close to talk to him, and he can immediately lose his mind.

No wonder the school has always emphasized the dangers of puppy love since junior high school. This harm is indeed a bit serious. After nearly an hour of after-school tutoring, his state is worse than that of doing self-study for a class at night.

"You're so distracted today, Xiao Man." Even Fan Yiyang noticed it.

"En." To Liu Xiaoman, this kind of evaluation is no different than a kind of criticism. He nodded, and packed his schoolbag with drooping eyelids, not daring to look into Fan Yiyang's eyes.

"Is it because of Xia Liang?" Fan Yiyang said again.

"What?" Liu Xiaoman raised his head and looked over.

Fan Yiyang sat on the table next to him, tilting his head and looking at him steadily.

"No," Liu Xiaoman lowered his eyelids again and shook his head, "I just...maybe go for exercise in the morning and feel sleepy at night."

He lied to Fan Yiyang again.

This little lie is quite reasonable, Fan Yiyang didn't continue to question him, but said: "It will indeed be affected to a certain extent, and a person's energy is only so much in a day."

Yes.

There are only a few lessons in a day to study, but there are inexplicable extra things and emotions one after another.

Liu Xiaoman also answered in his heart.

Thinking of this now, the progress of learning is stuck again.

Having settled down, he flicked his pen and was about to continue working on the questions when the stool beside him was pulled away, and Xia Liang sat down.

Liu Xiaoman glanced at him subconsciously, and then didn't look away.

Xia Liang's seat is very well lit at this time of day.

Maybe it was because of the heavy rain in the morning, now the clouds cleared, the sky and the sun were brightly washed, and the light came in from the open window without any shelter, which made Xia Liang's profile like a layer of gold powder. When the mask was removed, the bridge of the nose Very straight, the line from the chin to the neck is very three-dimensional, the eyelashes are very long, and the head... is very round.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Liang suddenly turned to look at him.

"Your head..." Liu Xiaoman gesticulated on the back of his head, forgot to hold a pen in his hand, and stabbed himself, and quickly retracted it with a "hiss".

"Is it cool?" Xia Liang continued his words.

Although it is cool, this person is too shameless.

If there is nothing wrong, just praise yourself.

The corners of Liu Xiaoman's mouth twitched, he didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he lowered his head and continued to work on the question.

"Fuck, Xia Liang, have you been arrested too?" Li Meng turned around and shouted.

Wang Chao also turned around and was delighted to see Xia Liang's new haircut. He snapped his fingers and said, "This new hairstyle is not bad."

"Can you chat?" Li Meng punched him, "How can you say that you are a new head?"

"You are an idiot as a new head." Wang Chao added.

"My day!" Li Meng stroked his sleeves with a smile, and got into a ball with Wang Chao.

When the class song was being sung, Shang Liangshan came over.

He called Xia Liang and Liu Xiaoman out and asked questions, mainly about Ma Shuo's incident in the morning, and he also praised Xia Liang's new hairstyle, as if Xia Liang had his hair shaved because of him. The face makes people puzzled and relieved.

After understanding the situation, he was very clear this time. He didn't directly blame Xia Liang for solving the problem again with his fists. He also expressed his approval for his spirit of protecting his classmates and "sense of collective honor", although he added the sentence "but If there is a next time, I hope you can solve the problem in a more appropriate way."

Xia Liang said "Oh" and looked at him: "Can I go in?"

"...Go in." Shang Liangshan waved his hand towards the classroom.

After singing the class song, he also came in, as usual, he had to say "two things" in the class.

"The first thing, I believe you all know it, and I can also feel that the overall appearance in our class has risen to a higher level." Shang Liangshan said on the podium with his hands behind his back.

The class let out a long "Hey -" angrily.

"Quiet, the second thing." Shang Liangshan slapped twice.

"The basic exam is coming soon. After the exam, it will be October soon." Shang Liangshan was a little more serious than the previous meetings, "This is the first exam since you were promoted to the sophomore class. I hope you will pay attention to it, because it is not only an exam, but also an assessment of your foundation, and it is also an assessment of your ability, or learning space."

"After the results come out this time, I may arrange some plans according to the situation in our class to supervise and help you." He added, "And the paper for this exam is the eight-school joint exam. , you must pay attention to it.”

"Oh." The students below dragged their voices.

After Shang Liangshan left, the class was noisy waiting for the teacher to come to class, Xia Liang slowly dragged the book out, suddenly remembered something, and called Liu Xiaoman.

"Ask you something," he said.

Liu Xiaoman said "Huh?" and looked at him.

"You brush your teeth every day, don't you find it laborious to wring out the toothpaste?" Xia Liang frowned and looked at him seriously.

Liu Xiaoman didn't react, and asked "what".

"As for the toothpaste, you don't have to pinch it with one hand and twist the cap with the other," Xia Liang explained, "You always put it on your mouth?"

Talking about it really annoyed him.

It's fine if you just unscrew the upper mouth.

The point is that after squeezing the toothpaste and screwing the cap back on with his teeth, Xia Liang felt like a real idiot.

As soon as he said that, Liu Xiaoman understood.

He glanced at Xia Liang's dangling right hand, imagined Xia Liang impatiently biting the toothpaste cap and unscrewed it, and wanted to laugh a little.

"I'll beat you up when you laugh." As soon as the corners of his mouth curled up, Xia Liang looked at him and said something.

"Have you never seen that kind?" Liu Xiaoman held back a smile and looked at him, "Is it the kind of toothpaste that can be opened directly?"

He put down the pen and began to perform without the real object again, pretending to grab a piece of toothpaste in mid-air, pushing his thumb up at the approximate position of the cap, and said "ba" in his mouth: "ba——in this way, directly It can be pushed open, and it can be pushed back after squeezing.”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xia Liang, hesitated for a moment and said, "How about I...bring you one tomorrow?"

After all, Xia Liang's arm was broken because of him.

The mobile phone also cost so much money to repair, and he didn't tell him that Liu Xiaoman was quite willing to pay for a piece of toothpaste.

"...Hey." Xia Liang didn't know whether he felt ashamed or wanted to laugh.

He found that Liu Xiaoman didn't look like a big person, but he really had a serious heart, and he was especially able to hide his emotions. At the same time, he always thought carefully about many things that didn't really need to be so important.

I wrote the inspection in the morning, and even bought toothpaste for him in the afternoon.

"Go ahead and write yours." Finally he took out the right book and threw it on the table, Xia Liang raised the back of his hand and brushed Liu Xiaoman's hand back.