Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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Chen Yurui ran into the store in a hurry, stood still in front of Fang Cheng, leaned on the back of the chair next to her to pant, "Have you been waiting for a long time? It's all Xiao Xiaoxing's fault, he didn't tell me when you called him, otherwise you should come earlier Waiting for you."

"It's okay, and I'm not in a hurry." Fang Cheng and Xiao Xiaoxing who came in behind waved, "Will you cut our hair?"

Chen Yurui hummed a little shyly, "Is it possible?" She looked at Fang Cheng with sparkling eyes, "But if you want my uncle to cut it, you can."

In fact, Fang Cheng didn't really believe in the craftsmanship of a female high school student, but he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he scratched his hair and said bravely, "You use my head to practice your hands first? If you feel good, I will congratulate you." Alder cut it."

Chen Yurui nodded heavily: "Okay!"

He Yan was looking out of the window, Chen Yurui glanced at him, and burst out laughing, "He Yan, why is there a braid on the back of your head?"

Xiao Xiaoxing looked over, and unceremoniously grabbed He Cheng's sleeve and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha He Beike, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

He Yan raised his hand to touch it, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes - when he got up, he had already removed two, so why are there still?

Of course Fang Cheng had already discovered it, but he never reminded him.

A prank is only called a prank if it is discovered by others.At this moment, he finally couldn't help it, and laughed along with the two of them: "Yes, He Yan likes braids so much, why don't you keep your waist-length hair, it looks even more beautiful!"

While talking, I still imagined it in my heart, and I actually thought that the long-haired He Cheng might be really good?

He Yan looked at him coldly, and after staring at him for two seconds, suddenly narrowed his eyes and approached him a few steps.

Fang Cheng immediately suppressed his smile, and quickly retreated: "What are you doing! I won't fight you here!"

Unexpectedly, He Yan ignored him directly, and said to Chen Yurui behind him, "Cut his hair first." Then he leaned into her ear and whispered something.

Chen Yurui's eyes lit up.

Fang Cheng was dumbfounded, he watched He Yan's lips close to the girl's ears, and then opened and closed gently...

Oh shit!The old father was about to burst into tears.

He Yan can already be so close to others!It seems that his hard work was really not in vain, great!

To be moved is to be moved, and the jealousy that should be eaten is still to be eaten.

Fang Cheng forcibly passed between the two, and walked to the sink for washing hair behind them, "Let's start quickly."

He Yan stretched his eyes rarely, and sat down with Xiao Xiaoxing on the waiting seat at the door.

Probably because girls are inherently cautious, Uncle Chen next door has already cut three heads, and Chen Yurui's Fang Cheng's hairstyle has just taken shape.

Fang Cheng has a slender body. Although his face is long and has a small pointed chin, his facial features are round and regular.Coupled with fair skin and juvenile milk fat on the cheeks, it feels very youthful.

So the hairstyle Chen Yurui gave him was only cooler at the back, but the length of the top of the head was longer. It could be tied into an apple head and put down just above the brow bone.His black eyes are bigger, making him appear obedient and milky.

The hairstyle was finished soon, and Fang Cheng's little heart, which had been dangling all the time, fell to its original place, but Chen Yurui suddenly stopped.

Through the mirror, he saw He Yan coming behind him, and took the electric razor that Chen Yurui had just replaced with a very small head.

He Yan raised his eyebrows at Fang Chengyi in the mirror: "Reciprocity is the norm."

Fang Chengfu's heart turned pale with shock, "No!"

Xiao Xiaoxing watched the fun from behind and applauded without hesitation: "Hahaha, well done. Shave a pig's head! Shit is also good!"

He Yan turned on the razor, and it started to buzz, and it gradually approached Fang Cheng's scalp.

Chen Yurui gave plausible guidance at the side: "Yes, that's it, the arc is becoming more rounded, this point is good, it looks very tasty."

Fang Cheng didn't dare to move, and shouted in horror: "Stop it, you guys won't really shave me like a lazy sheep!"

He Yan finished the work quickly, patted the top of his head, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Very good."

Fang Cheng: "...!"

He Cheng smiled!

Not a self-deprecating laugh, but a laugh from the heart, because of jokes among friends, because there is fun in life!

Fang Cheng's heart was filled with mixed emotions, and the dawn of the victory of the revolution flashed unexpectedly, making him almost want to stand up and hug He Cheng for a few laps!

In comparison, what is a lazy sheep on the head? !

Fang Cheng sniffed, suppressed the emotion in his heart, and continued provocatively: "You haven't cut it yet, don't blame me for being rude when you cut it!"

He Yan returned to his expressionless face. Although his tone was habitually cold, it somehow made people hear a kind of arrogance: "It doesn't matter."

Fang Cheng imitated his tone: "Oh, just wait for me."

Chen Yurui used a sponge to clean up the hair debris on Fang Cheng's neck, and smiled coquettishly: "Okay, you can go wash it again."

Fang Cheng fiddled with the mirror, turned around and tried to see clearly what kind of monster He Yan had made on the back of his head, but he couldn't see anything because of the angle.

He glared at He Yan angrily, and then reluctantly followed Huang Mao to wash his hair.

He Yan's hair is not as complicated as Fang Cheng's. Chen Yurui lifted up all his hair to observe the shape of his face, and asked tentatively, "How about a short cut?"

He Yan doesn't care, and even thinks it's better to cut a cropper - short enough, at least you won't have to cut it for a long time in the future.

Fang Cheng lay in the distance and protested: "No!"

His husband has such a pretty face, how could he cut his hair short?

Chen Yurui: "But his face is the most beautiful if it is fully exposed, and it will look very clean and more student-like...

He Yan ignored Fang Cheng's opinion: "Just cut your hair."

Fang Cheng struggled to get up to stop him, but the little brother Huang Mao firmly controlled his head, "Don't move, there is still foam left."

So he lay back down tragically, ready to see Ugly Heald—what's the difference between an inch-headed fat man and Maitreya Buddha?

He Yan's haircut was so fast that Fang Cheng had finished it before he could do a prank.

Fang Cheng's hair was thin and dense, and he was drying it aside. Chen Yurui said crisply: "Okay!" He opened his eyes from the hot wind.

A noble and pure crane suddenly broke into his eyes.

What Chen Yurui said is correct, He Cheng's face is indeed very suitable to be fully exposed.His forehead is full but not protruding, his beautiful eyebrows are half closed, and his light-colored pupils show no emotion or emotion, like a fairy looking down on the world.The straight nose bridge and thin lips weakened his only three points of popularity to as thin as a cloud.

Fang Cheng's heart trembled violently, and for a moment he thought he had seen Mr. He from his previous life—he would always sit in the office with this expression all afternoon after a company meeting.

Xiao Xiaoxing's exclaimed voice came: "He Beike! You have finally returned to the peak of your appearance!" He circled around He Cheng several times excitedly, and then stroked his chin to look at him: "It's a bit like a junior high school student He Xiaocao. A little fat, the corner of the jaw is invisible."

Fang Cheng couldn't agree more.But he believes that it will get better soon, and they have started running together!

Fang Cheng was so fascinated by He Yan that he couldn't find his way, and he completely forgot about the lazy sheep on the back of his head. After blowing his hair, he leaned into the ear of He Yan who was washing his hair, and couldn't wait to share his feelings, "He Yan, You are so beautiful, I am fascinated by you."

He Yan lay on the shampoo chair, cast him an indifferent glance, put his hands hanging on both sides into his coat pockets, closed his eyes filled with someone's smiling face, "Go away. "