Since Ganbo started playing rock and roll, his long hair has become his favorite. He has taken good care of it for many years. The quality of the hair is better than that of the girls in their class. The long black hair is smooth and shiny. Less peeked by passers-by.

Before he decided to cut his hair, long hair was a symbol of the rock spirit in Gampo's heart. Like Cobain of Nirvana, Ross of Gun N' Roses, and the famous David Bowie, all of them had handsome hair when they were young. Long hair, maverick, rebellious.

In order to keep this long hair, Gan Bo suffered a lot. He was criticized by the teacher and banned from entering the classroom, pointed out that he was strange, ridiculed by his father as a hooligan, and even the group of street gangsters who hung out together I think his long hair is weird.

But he persisted like this for two years, his hair unknowingly grew to his waist, spending that not-so-good time with him.

But now he wants to say goodbye, say goodbye to his long hair, and say goodbye to his former self.

"It seems a bit reluctant." He loosened the rubber band and let his hair hang loose, feeling a little melancholy.

Hearing this sentence, the master who cut the hair became nervous.

"Hey, brother, don't go back on your word. I've given you all the money." He held Gan Bo with his right hand, and persuaded him kindly, "Brother, you can see that you have something on your mind. Just sell your hair."

While moving the scissors in his hand, he chattered: "Didn't the previous experts say three thousand troubles? If you sell this hair to me, I will accept the troubles for you. You can still earn 100 yuan." , You say it’s worth it.”

When mentioning 100 yuan, Gan Bo felt that it was not worth it.

"I used to pay more than 1000 yuan for maintenance of my hair. You want to buy it for 100 yuan." He felt aggrieved by his hair.

"Hey, little brother, look at what you said. If it weren't for the quality of your hair, I would give you sixty at most." Kacha cut the scissors down again, and he continued, "I have never seen you so beautiful. Hair quality, many girls can't keep up with you."

"Your hair must have been taken care of with a lot of thought. It's really not blown. I've had my hair for so many years, and your hair is definitely top-notch."

He boasted so much that he made Gan Bo dizzy, and he didn't care about the money. In less than 5 minutes, his long hair went into someone else's bag.

"Okay, this can be regarded as starting from scratch." The master put away his hair and scissors.

Gan Bo stretched out his hand and touched his head, but was pierced by stubble.

"Boss, is there a mirror?" He wanted to see what he was like now.

"Oh, what a coincidence, the mirror was broken yesterday." The master explained, "Don't worry, you are much more handsome now than before. You should have a short haircut with such handsome features."

Hearing that he was still handsome, Gan Bo was relieved.

Holding a few renminbi, Gan Bo felt that his whole head was much lighter, and he really had the feeling of 'starting from scratch' as ​​the boss said just now.

"Okay, from now on, I'm the new me. The real strength is the inner strength. I'm not afraid of anything!"

He held his head high, his chest upright, and his whole body was full of strength, as if nothing could knock him down.

Until he sees a mirror.

When he covered his face, the ugly monster in the mirror also covered his face; when he covered his eyes, the ugly monster in the mirror also covered his eyes.

He turned to face the wall, the ugly monster in the mirror... the ugly monster finally disappeared.

Gan Bo covered his face and asked PD in a low voice: "Brother, who is that ugly monster in the mirror just now?"

The PD's face is blocked by the camera, only his cold and heartless voice can be heard.

He said, "It's you."

Gampo's strength was like a loss of calcium, and he couldn't even stand upright.

How could the ugly, ugly monster with a silly face in the mirror be him?Absolutely impossible!

He stood up again and looked in the mirror again.

"How could I be so frustrated!" Gambo's mentality collapsed as he looked at himself in the mirror whose appearance had dropped by [-] percent in an instant.

"Brother, cut your hair, what kind of cut do you want, come in and sit for a while." The barber shop's master's eyes fell on Gan Bo's head, and he accurately grasped the business opportunity.

Gan Bo raised his head in despair, "Master, can my hair still be saved?"

"It can be saved, of course it can be saved! Have you ever heard of Mr. God Scissor King? That's me!"

The barber pulled him and pushed him onto the chair, playing tricks with his hands like magic, making Ganbo dizzy and dazzled.

"What kind of haircut do you want, bro?"

Now that Gan Bo hears the word cut, his heart skips a beat.He said weakly: "Look at the scissors, trim it a little bit, and make me look handsome."

Master Wang took a closer look and saw that the back of Gan Bo's head looked like a dog gnawed, uneven, some places were short, some places were long, the mess was very eye-catching.

"Zuji, your hair is not easy to do. If you want to cut it, you have to push it all, otherwise the left side will be long and the right side will be short and it will look ugly."

Gan Bo didn't even want to open his eyes now, so he closed them and said, "Just push."

Master Wang saw that he was so forthright, so he didn't hesitate anymore. He took the electric fader and pushed it from bottom to top.

Gampo only heard a buzzing sound, and the fine hair fell on his face. What he didn't see was that the PD specially gave him a big close-up.

There was a kind of despair from the heart on the young man's face. Fragments of hair kept falling, like in slow motion, falling on Gampo's face, but he didn't even open his eyes from the beginning to the end, as if Totally gave up resistance.

"This scene needs to be accompanied by some miserable music." The staff next to him leaned over to look at the camera, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter. "It's like being shaved by a monk. It's as calm as water."

"Well, they are quite similar, and they have similar meanings."

Master Wang was quick with his mouth and hands, and he finished it in a short time. He helped Gan Bo clean up the broken hair, and told him to open his eyes, "Okay, you can see for yourself, are you satisfied?"

Gan Bo was startled again when he opened his eyes. He didn't even know that his hair was so curved until he looked in the mirror.

"It's too short." Not only is it short, he even thinks that the short layer of hair on his head may be less than 1cm.

"You agreed to push it yourself just now. Your previous hairstyle is not good enough, and you can only achieve this effect with a fader." Master Wang explained, "Besides, isn't this very handsome."

Gan Bo was about to die of anger, he was no different from a bald head now, not what he wanted at all.

If it was said that his heart was like still water before, he is now like ashes.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't swallow his breath, "Master Wang, do you know how much I was compensated by the last person who cut my head? He paid me 100 yuan!"

Master Wang's face was serious, and his tone was harsh, "What do you want to say? I cut it according to your request, and you don't want to give me 10 yuan?"

The staff next to him also grabbed Gan Bo's arm, "You can't do this, the leader warned you last time."

Gambo sighed, looked at his former hair at his feet, and took out 10 yuan.

"Master Wang, if I were you and cut other people's hair like this, I wouldn't charge for it."

He was already tall, and after being tanned by the sun during this period of time, he looked more mature.Short haircut that sticks to the scalp, darker skin, exaggerated tattoos on the neck, Gan Bo without long hair as a buffer, the whole person has an evil spirit of not doing business, looks better than when he first came to the mountain Sometimes more like a bad guy.

Mr. Wang, who cut the hair, was taken aback, and threw the electric pusher aside, "Forget it, give me 5 yuan, and we will meet again in the future."

He will never enter this barbershop again in his life!

After giving him 5 yuan, Gan Bo went back with his new hairstyle, and discussed with the PD along the way. When the time comes to broadcast the show, he must cut off the scene of the haircut.

Back at Duanfang's home, as expected, he was laughed at.

After Wang Ming finished laughing, he still wanted to provoke him, "You might as well choose to hate your father, you have the courage to make such a big sacrifice, don't you have the courage to hate your father?"

Gampo was too angry to speak.

Cheng Yi didn't laugh at him, but after counting 95 yuan, his expression was not very satisfied.

"You were tricked by the hair collector."

Gampo was annoyed again.

Fortunately, Duan Fang comforted him, "Brother Bobo, you are still handsome, and think about it, you don't need to wash your hair every day anymore, save more water."

Gan Bo didn't want to say a word, he found a hat to put on, and went out to chop firewood in silence.

……

That night, just as Wang Ming wished his mother a happy birthday in advance, he saw the staff put the phone in Cheng Yi's hand.

When the staff members call, there is usually only one case, and that is when the parents call.

He had never seen Cheng Yi take the initiative to call home. Before that, he and Gan Bo secretly guessed, and they both agreed that he must be in the same state at home.

"He must be cold and violent. His parents couldn't take it anymore, so they threw him here for reform." This is the conclusion they came to based on wild guesses.

Although they were always curious, neither of them had the guts to ask the real reason. After all, it was easy for Cheng Yi to quarrel with each other.

But how could a top student be thrown into the mountain village? It’s not like he made any mistakes. What kind of parents have this kind of child who has been taking the first place in the school, so they don’t rush to baby them, and they want to show off so that the whole community knows ah.

Cheng Yi looked at the caller number on the phone, laughed in his heart, and hung up the call with a light touch of his finger.

But within two seconds, the phone rang again.

Cheng Yi didn't even look at it, and continued to hang up.

Duan Fang went out to talk with Duan Keke on the phone, and only Gan Bo and Wang Ming were left in the room.

When the phone rang for the third time, Wang Ming couldn't help but said, "Brother Cheng, if you don't want to answer it, just turn it off. Hanging up all the time is not an option."

Cheng Yi glanced over, and Wang Ming was startled by the irritability in his eyes, which looked like a precursor to a volcanic eruption.

"Don't, don't be angry, you can vent your anger if you are angry." He patted his chest with lingering fear.Let Cheng Yi get angry on the phone, as long as he doesn't get angry at them.

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