Tennis Superstar Reborn

Chapter 58

Chen Song had another delicious meal.

After eating, he took the initiative to wash the dishes. Ji Zhun was not there to help, so he didn't know what to look for. After Chen Song cleaned the dishes and cleared the table, Ji Zhun came out with a pair of scissors.

"What?"

"Clean your head with bad taste."

Ji Zhun beckoned Chen Song to come over, but Chen Song hesitated, Ji Zhun stood there and looked at Chen Song coolly, "No matter how bad it is, it won't be worse than you."

Chen Song thought so, and passed obediently.

Sitting on the stool, Ji Zhun found the waste newspaper and stuffed it under Chen Song's collar. His fingertips touched the skin on the back of Chen Song's neck, as if there was an electric current, and rushed to the top of his head. His scalp was slightly numb, which was very strange. Feel.

Holding the comb in one hand, Ji Zhun held the scissors, only to hear a crisp clicking sound, and a little bit of hair fell slowly.

Chen Song closed his eyes, feeling the temperature of Ji Zhun's fingers passing through his hair.

The heart also slowly accelerated, and the blood seemed to be stagnant on the face, so hot that it could boil an egg.

"All right."

Ji Zhun picked up the newspaper, wiped the broken hair on the back of Chen Song's neck with a dry towel, and frowned. It was the first time he did it, and it was all over the place.

Chen Song quickly grabbed the towel, blushed and said, "I'll do it myself." He couldn't wait to go to the bathroom again.

The self in the mirror is very neat and capable. The hair on both sides has not moved, and the middle one has been cut short. You can still see the layering and shape. It is still the original almond-eyed and tiger-toothed baby fat, but there is a little more masculinity the taste of.

Chen Song was overjoyed, and smiled narcissistically at himself in the mirror.

"Ji Zhun, you can rely on haircutting skills even if you don't play golf." Chen Song joked, "Is this the first time you do it?"

"Who else do you think I'll overcut?"

Ji Zhun asked back, and tidied up the hair on the ground, and quickly cleaned it up. Ji Zhun took a careful look at Chen Song, and reached out to pick off the broken hair stuck to Chen Song's nose. Chen Song hid back.

"Don't move, it's broken hair."

Chen Song was straighter than a tree, his face was too red, and he didn't dare to show his breath. Then he saw Ji Zhun seriously reaching out to remove the broken hair, broken hair, broken hair on his face-----

"Forget it, you'd better take a bath."

Chen Song knew that Ji Zhun's cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder had occurred again, and it was a little funny, "I don't have towels and toiletries."

"Just use mine." Ji Zhun glanced at Chen Song, "Or do you want me to teach you how to use it?"

"you can go now."

After taking a bath, Chen Song held the bath towel and smiled, thinking that Ji Zhun had also used this bath towel, Chen Song was very happy.

"If you like it very much, this bath towel can be given to you."

"No, I don't really like it either."

"Then who just laughed at my towel and was about to drool."

"Don't talk nonsense, how can you drool." Chen Song said with a righteous face.

Ji Zhun just took a deep look at Chen Song.

It was already late, Chen Song went back, Ji Zhun saw him off, and went downstairs to the dormitory.

"this is for you."

Chen Song took it and looked at it. Under the dim street lights, there was a chubby yellow duckling hanging on the door access card of Ji Zhun's dormitory, and its mouth was still flattened.

"How does this duck look like me?" Chen Song muttered dissatisfied.

"It's very similar now, with a flat mouth." Ji Zhun said coolly: "You take the card, and come in directly from now on."

Although he was very dissatisfied with the duckling, Ji Zhun gave him the key card of the dormitory building, and Chen Song decided to accept the duckling generously.

Upstairs in the dormitory, everyone was humming cheerfully, and the good mood could be seen at a glance, so the reluctantly accepting the duck just now was a lie to lie to Ji Zhun!

Chen Song pushed the door and entered, and saw that the atmosphere was a little dignified. He glanced at Su Wenhao who was at the door, gave him a wink, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Li Qing cut Erdan's hair." Su Wenhao said, pointing to the water room on the balcony, "It's just pissing me off!"

Chen Song glanced at the water room, the door was closed tightly, and then looked at the dormitory where everyone was doing their own thing, and he knew it was nothing serious.

"If Qingzi doesn't cut it, I have to find a chance to cut it for that guy Wang Borong!" Chen Song praised Li Qing in his heart. He originally wanted to sneak over to cut Wang Borong's hair at night, but now he doesn't need to do it.

Pushing open the door, the cold wind was blowing. The two were wearing short sleeves, staring at each other with wide-eyed eyes.

"Song Zier, don't come here, I'll win right away!" Wang Borong said aggressively, "This guy dares to cut my hair. This is a new trend!"

"I don't understand the popularity of three yuan." Li Qing retorted, "Are you going to be a chicken coop?!"

"You, you, you -----" Wang Borong said he couldn't beat Li Qing, and snorted, "Whoever blinks will admit defeat, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hmph, I'm afraid you'll be an idiot!" Li Qing's face was stern.

Chen Song supported his forehead, but Wang Borong's temper can make Li Qing into a man, so he can be regarded as a man.

"Both of you continue." Chen Song rolled his eyes.

Wang Borong caught sight of it, and was immediately startled, "Songzier, why did your hairstyle change---"

"Bitch, you lost." Li Qing sneered, "Admit defeat!"

"That doesn't count. I just blinked because I was attracted by Song Zi'er's new hairstyle." Wang Borong cheated.

Li Qing started a violent settlement, and Chen Song quietly withdrew and closed the door to make room for the two of them.

Liu An, who was holding a game console on the bed in the room, glanced at Chen Song, and asked with a smile, "Did you lose? Haha, I knew it."

Not long after, the balcony door opened, and Wang Borong entered the room with a stinky face, looked around, with a face of reluctance.

"My aesthetics are rubbish. Li Qing cut my hair right and well. Li Qing is the best."

Li Qing nodded and commented with a smile in the back, "Not bad, not bad, the awareness is still very high."

Wang Borong became even more angry, rushed to Chen Song, shook Chen Song's head, "Pine nuts, pine nuts! It was you who made me lose, ahhhh! Why did you change your hairstyle --- By the way, Who cut it for you?"

"Ji Zhun." Chen Song pushed away Wang Borong's arm that was holding him.

Wang Borong looked at the dog-like head in the mirror, and then at the handsome and layered Chen Song's head, and suddenly felt sad.

"Li Qing, you are a poor crafter!"

Then the two fought each other again, and in the end Wang Borong won and tortured Li Qing to fix it for him again. The tossing Li Qing almost stuck the scissors into Wang Borong's head.

Chen Song was lying on the bed, listening to Ji Zhun's low-pitched English with headphones in his ears, and slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the road outside was completely wet, but it stopped now.

It must have rained in the middle of the night.

Standing on the balcony washing up, Chen Song was so cold that he sneezed. When he went out, he specially put on a thick coat.

On the playground, Chen Song saw Ji Zhun at a glance. The clothes and coat were the ones he bought. He was very happy and ran over to say hello. The plastic playground was covered with water.

The two warmed up and ran ten laps as usual. After returning from the training camp this time, Chen Song found that running ten laps in one go seemed easy.

Ji Zhun came over with hot soy milk, and after running, the two of them stood under the big tree in the playground and shared the soy milk. After finishing one pot, they went back to the dormitory.

During morning reading, their high school uniforms finally arrived.

The girls in the class are very excited. Compared with other school uniforms that look like cloth bags, Licheng's school uniforms are known to be beautiful.

The girl's white shirt has a circle of lace around the neckline, and the sweetheart-neck knitted vest has a symbolic pink flower embroidered on the chest. The boy's is a black, blue and white checked sweater with a green bamboo tree logo on the chest.

There are mid-length padded jackets, short thin coats and blue and white short sleeves, all in the same color, but girls' waists are more narrow.

The leather boots are short black lace-ups, no matter in terms of workmanship or materials, they are simply crying with conscience.

The school uniforms have been issued, and students must wear school uniforms during school hours, and they can wear their own clothes at other times.Chen Song didn't care.

I changed my school uniform when I went back at noon, and happened to run into Ji Zhun during class in the afternoon.

Ji Zhun took a deep look at Chen Song who was wearing a school uniform. Because of the weather, he was wearing a short and thin school uniform, outlining a straight and stiff figure. It was not exaggerated. It was thin but gave people a sense of strength. The collar showed a white shirt. The refined hairstyle, like a young white poplar, is full of vigor and heroism.

"Our new school uniform!"

Chen Song smiled narcissistically, "Are you fascinated by me?"

Ji Zhun was seriously thinking about it. Seeing that Ji Zhun was serious, Chen Song quickly waved his hands, "I'm just kidding."

"It's very charming." Ji Zhun came to the conclusion after serious thinking.

Chen Song was stunned for a moment, looking at Ji Zhun as if he was serious, but also as if he was teasing him.

"Haha, you know my charm." Chen Song joked twice, then lowered his head and pulled his waist, muttering: "I just think my waist is a bit narrow."

Ji Zhun glanced at Chen Song's waist, "It's probably because you don't like wearing sports jackets often."

"Maybe." Chen Song didn't struggle when he found the reason.

The uniform looks like a school uniform that really looks good, even some ordinary-looking people in the class can look handsome in school uniforms, not to mention Chen Song.

As soon as he entered the classroom, many girls glanced at him.

Liu Yunlei was one of them. She bit her lower lip, but finally turned her gaze away, and said something else to her friend as if nothing had happened.

Campus life began to get busy. With the second monthly exam, midterm exam, and tennis match, Chen Song was so busy that he didn't have time to think about anything else.The game is just around the corner, and the coach is working hard to increase the amount of training. Every night, Chen Song drags his tired body back to the dormitory. Before going to sleep, he listens to Ji Zhunlu's full-English articles. He is in a daze, listening to Wang Borong, dreaming The sleep talk is all in English.

"After memorizing everything, there is a reward."

Chen Song glanced at Ji Zhun who was sitting on the opposite chair, and asked, "What reward?"

Ji Zhun glanced at Chen Song, "If you make a mistake, I will beat you."

"Hey! The school teachers don't advocate corporal punishment!"

"Don't worry, I'll hit you where you have the most meat."

How do you want to be beaten? !Thinking of one place, Chen Song blushed.

"Your face should be the least painful place in your whole body."

"Hey! Is it really okay for you to say that I have a thick skin?!"