After wearing the chronological control group

try?try what?

When everyone heard the voice, they turned their heads in unison, and saw a half-grown boy looking at them with a smile on his face.

The boy's face was a little pale, but his light-colored eyes were shining brightly.

Ye Weixie let go of Watermelon Head's hand, and said, "I can fix your hair, I guarantee it will satisfy you, do you want to try it?"

Watermelon frowned, trying to figure out where the kid who was overthinking himself came from.

The old man looked Ye Weixi up and down, "Just you?"

Ye Weixie smiled and nodded, "Well, it's just me."

Hearing this, the old man snorted coldly, "You should get your own hair straightened before you talk about it." That appearance almost had the word 'disgusting' written on his face.

Everyone was reminded, and only then did they notice Ye Weixie's half-length hair covering his face.

It's not that they deliberately ignored it, it's that the other party's eyes are so beautiful, just like the peach petals in March, they are moist and shiny, and they will be attracted at a glance.

So much so that everything else is reduced to a backdrop.

The aunt who claimed to be the mother-in-law just now saw that the young boy was handsome, and said with a smile: "Little baby, although your uncle's words are not pleasant, but what you say is true." .

Ye Weixie didn't refute, he glanced at the old man, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the watermelon head, and asked: "Is it because I fixed my hair, you believe it?"

Before Xiguatou could reply, the old man answered first, "Yes!"

Ye Weixie didn't respond immediately, but continued to look at Xiguatou and said, "What do you say?"

The watermelon head showed hesitation.

To be honest, he didn't believe that Ye Weixie could save him, but seeing the other party's clear eyes and determined expression, he felt a little hopeful in his heart, what if?

On the other hand, the man who was with him, about seven or eight times the same in appearance, but a head shorter, asked, "How long will it take?"

"Ten minutes."

Not long after hearing the time, the other party also said happily, "Okay, then we will wait."

Ye Weixie smiled, "Then it's settled."

After finishing speaking, he was not polite, and went straight to the old man's operating table to check what tools were there.

Clippers, scissors, razors, comb, small mirror and oh, even a hair dryer.

After reading it, he waved to Watermelon Head, "Give me the apron."

"Ah? Oh." Watermelon head quickly untied the apron from his body and gave it to Ye Weixie.

Ye Weixie wrapped himself up, and asked the other party to stand in front of him with a small mirror, and behind him was a large mirror hanging on a tree.

Several people looked at him nervously, wanting to see how he cut his hair.

Ye Weixie looked calm.

It's really not his fault.

In his last life, his parents divorced before he was three years old, and he got married again in less than three months.

As a matter of course, his extra burden was thrown to the countryside to his grandparents.

But they forgot that grandparents live with the uncle's family, and the uncle's family has two children, so even if grandparents want to help him, they can't go anywhere, at most they just pay more attention to them verbally.

Uncle and uncle didn't treat him harshly, but it wouldn't be too kind.If there is any good thing, of course it is to be close to his own child. He is an extra head, and it would be good if he can eat and wear warm.

So if you want money to buy something, you have to figure it out yourself.

What's more, what he wants to learn is painting, which is very expensive.

Although he strayed to comics later, he was really worried about buying paint and drawing paper at that time.

Once, a classmate went to have her hair cut, but was hurt by Mr. Tony, and she cried for a long time.

He couldn't see it, and when he was a child, he learned a few tricks from the barber in the village, so he said he came to correct it.

I don't know what stimulated the student's brain, but he agreed.

Fortunately, he cut it very successfully.

Some classmates asked him to cut it on the spot, and they gave money.

Because of his good craftsmanship and cheap price, he somehow became a well-known hair stylist in their school, and the best schedule was one and a half months later.

But then he started to accept single-drawing character designs and comics, plus the advertising revenue from shooting handmade videos on a certain sound, the business of cutting hair stopped completely.

But he has to trim his hair every one or two months, so he is no stranger to the craft.

So apart from the fact that I was not very used to the old-fashioned scissors at the beginning and was a bit unfamiliar with my hands, it was the same as the old-fashioned scissors that I have been doing for decades, without any pauses in the middle.

Everyone at the scene was stunned, and finally they all held their breath, and the only sound left on the scene was the click of scissors.

Passers-by saw a teenager cutting his own hair, and there were people watching, so they couldn't move and started watching.

People just get more and more crowded.

After ten minutes or so, Ye Weixie stopped and stood up, only to find that the people around him were surrounded by circle after circle.

However, because of his previous life experience, he was not stage-frightened, so he took his time and patted the hair on his head and body clean, and then scooped water from the bucket next to him to wash his hair.

After blowing it to half-dry and combing the hairstyle again, I asked the old man and the man with the watermelon head cut, "How is it?"

Everyone stared at Ye Weixie's hair intently.

I saw that the boy's hair was cut short, shredded and thinned by him. It looked a little messy, but it was messed up just right, which set off a pair of sparkling peach eyes.

To describe it in one word, handsome.

Two words are, so handsome!

In five words, he is so handsome!

Someone couldn't help but ask: "How much did you dislike yourself before?" It's a waste of money to have such a hairstyle despite being so good-looking.

Ye Weixie just smiled, he couldn't say it wasn't his fault, could he?

In fact, he didn't cut it too complicated, it's an idol hairstyle that is very common in later generations.This will be in 2022, and everyone will be surprised, but now it is 1990, so everyone will feel amazing at first glance.

The old man has been startled from ear to ear since Ye didn't rest the scissors, not to mention seeing the whole picture.But now that Ye Weixie asked him such a question, he quickly restrained his expression, and said with a look of seeing the world: "You can see it."

"What can you see?" the mother-in-law and aunt said angrily, "it's obviously too good-looking."

The watermelon head nodded frantically.

He originally thought that Aaron Kwok's hairstyle was handsome enough, but he didn't expect this boy to cut it even more handsomely.

The aunt felt that her boast was not enough, and asked the people around her, "Do you think so?"

"Yes!"

And for those who have seen it from the beginning to the end, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a supernatural workmanship and a makeover.

Obviously it was just a change of hairstyle, but Ye Weixie was like a different person.

All of a sudden, it changed from dark clouds to bright sunshine.

A young man in an army green short-sleeved shirt squeezed out of the crowd with great strength, stared at Ye Weixie...'s hair and said, "How much? Cut one for me."

Before Ye Weixie could speak, the watermelon head had already stepped in front of the young man, "I came first, and it was agreed to be cut for me." After speaking, he smiled and asked Ye Weixie, "Is it? Classmate. "

Ye Weixie nodded, "Yes."

The young man in the shirt was not annoyed either, "Okay, then I'll be the second one, okay?"

"Of course," Ye Weixie said with a smile, "but it costs three yuan each, you can think about it again."

"Don't think about it," the young man in the shirt waved his hand, "As long as you cut me as handsome as you, I'll cut it for 30 yuan."

Those who thought it was too expensive couldn’t help muttering, “3 yuan is too expensive, doesn’t old man Xing usually only charge 8 cents?”

"So..." Ye Weixie pointed to the watermelon head, and then pointed to his own.

That person: "..."

Well, comparing the two, it is powerless to refute.

Old man Xing, who was originally upset after being choked up, stopped immediately when he heard it. He opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he swallowed his words back. He wants to see how this little baby can remedy it.

If it doesn't work, hum!

Ye Weixie pretended not to hear old man Xing's snort, and asked with a smile, "Master, can I borrow your tools?"

"Didn't you just use it if you didn't borrow it?" Old man Xing snarled, and then said with a look of disgust, "Remember to clean it up after you use it."

Ye Weixie smiled, "Okay, no problem, I promise to clean it up for you."

Of course, he would not borrow things for nothing, but he had to wait to see how much money he earned.

After the negotiation, Ye Weixie turned to Xiguatou and said, "I know you like Aaron Kwok's hairstyle, but your face shape and temperament are a bit tougher, so it doesn't go well with you. How about I change it for you?"

Watermelon froze, "Change to another one?"

"Yes. Guaranteed to look better than you want." Ye Weixie said with a smile.

"This..." Watermelon Head hesitated.

He originally came here for Aaron Kwok's hairstyle, if he changed it...

"Would you like to let me try it first?" The one who was a little shorter with the watermelon head said suddenly.

Ye Weixie had no objection, "Yes, but," he looked at the young man in the shirt, "this big brother may have to wait a little longer."

The young man in the shirt smiled heartily, "It's okay, don't be afraid to wait for good products."

"Thank you, I'll give you a [-]% discount later."

The young man in the shirt was not polite after hearing this, "Then thank you, little master."

Ye Weixie smiled and motioned for the man who tried first to sit on the stool.

Then he chatted while watching his hair: "What's the name of the elder brother?"

"My name is Zhang An." After Zhang An introduced himself, he introduced Xiguatou, "This is my brother, Zhang Min."

Ye Weixie smiled and said, "Then do you still have two brothers and sisters named Zhang Guo and Zhang Tai?"

Zhang An was taken aback, "How do you know?"

"Because the country is peaceful and the people are safe." An impatient person was the first to answer for Ye Weixie.

Zhang An chuckled, "That's right, I have a brother named Zhang Guo, and a sister named Zhang Tai."

Everyone laughed, "Really."

Someone asked Ye Weixie, "What's the name of the little master?"

"My surname is Ye."

"It turned out to be Master Xiaoye, who did Master Xiaoye learn this skill from?"

Ye Weixie said while moving: "I studied with my grandfather for a year or two when I was young."

The grandfather of the original owner was also a barber before, so he is not lying when he said so, and he is no longer around, so there is no way to verify it.

"Then isn't your grandfather even more powerful?"

"Yes, but the old man is gone."

"That's a pity."

"What a pity, do you think there is no successor here?"

"Too."

Men's hairstyles are easy to cut, and he cuts them simply, that is, the sides of the sideburns are shaved into green skin, and the top is left long and combed back.

So everyone chatted a few words, and within ten minutes, Ye finished cutting it before he rested.

After dipping the comb in some water, Ye Weixie brushed back his long hair, and the hairstyle came out immediately.

Zhang An stared wide-eyed, staring at himself in the mirror.

His facial features, including his ears, were all exposed, and his facial contours were much tougher than before.

As if he couldn't believe it, he raised his hand and wanted to touch it, but he was afraid of messing it up, so he just touched it lightly, "Is this really me?"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

"Yes, yes, this is really you."

Zhang Min looked at his younger brother who was much more handsome, and seemed to have seen his own appearance, and immediately decided: "Just this, little classmate, oh no, Master Xiaoye, I will cut this." He must be the most handsome groom the day after tomorrow .

Of course Ye Weixie had no objection, "Yes."

Zhang Min quickly sat down on the stool, and saw his younger brother who was still in front of the mirror in a blink of an eye.

He suddenly felt upset.

Don't ask, you will regret it if you ask.

If he had known earlier, he would not have hesitated, so that he would be the most handsome the day after tomorrow.

Ten minutes later, the two brothers paid six yuan and left with smiles on their faces.

The two of them could already imagine that when they got home, they would definitely surprise the whole family.

Ye Weixie didn't stop, and the third one was cut for the shirt youth before him.

The young man originally wanted to have the same haircut as Ye Weixie, but after seeing his appearance and face shape, Ye Weixie found that he was quite handsome, so he suggested him to cut Guo Fucheng's hair.

His one is good-looking, but it is not the current mainstream.

The final result did not disappoint. The already handsome young man reached a new level of handsomeness.

After paying the money, the young man left happily.

"I'm next."

A middle-aged man about 35 years old sat down on a stool and asked while brushing up his hair, "Little master, what do you want me to cut like this?"

Ye Weixie took a look, there were a lot of black vests, big gold chains, gold rings, bracelets, and four-piece suits for nouveau riche.

"Brother, you can just shave it short, why don't you let the uncle come? It's cheap."

"No need." The nouveau riche looked like he wasn't short of money, "I'll cut it for you."

"Alright." Ye Weixie thought for a moment, and said, "Then I'll add a lightning bolt on each side of your temple, so that your business will be just like this lightning bolt, bright and fast, and your money will be rolling in."

When the nouveau riche heard it, he was immediately happy, "This is good, cut it!"

"Okay! You sit down."

Ye Weixie gave him a crew cut, and then rolled out two lightning bolts, which gave him a lot of energy and looked very stylish.

The nouveau riche looked in the mirror again and again, and was beyond satisfied.

"The little master is very skilled!"

"Thank you."

Chinese people always like to follow the trend, so if there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. In addition, after the first few haircuts are done, they will get a lot of points, so there is an endless stream of people who come to have their hair cut.

Ye Weixie was busy until five o'clock in the afternoon before seeing off the last guest.

His little body was almost paralyzed.

Ye Weixi moved his stiff arms and began to pack his things.

An eighteen or nine-year-old boy hurried over, seeing that Ye Weixie had already started to pack things, he was a little anxious, "Why are the stalls closed so early? Isn't the sun still down?"

"I didn't go down the mountain, but it was blocked by the building in front, and the light was too dim." Ye Weixie explained.

The young man took a look, and it was indeed, "Then are you coming tomorrow?"

"Come!"

Before Ye Weixie could speak, the old man who had been sitting beside him spoke first, "Come over after nine o'clock tomorrow."

The young man was overjoyed, and he was still worried that he would miss the opportunity. Hearing this, he immediately said: "Then I will come early tomorrow."

When the people left, Ye Weixie gave the old man a meaningful look, and said, "Master, I haven't decided whether to come tomorrow or not."

The old man glanced at him and said, "There is no class tomorrow, so what are you doing at home? Are you growing mushrooms? Besides, do you know how to grow them?"

He really knows this, Ye Weixie said heartily.

For a while, there were always stories about people accidentally eating poisonous mushrooms and being sent to the hospital in the news, so he wanted to get some traffic, so he started a live broadcast of growing mushrooms.

Although the mushrooms did not grow very well in the end, they were really delicious.

Especially the stewed chicken with mushrooms is a fresh one.

Thinking of this, Ye Weixie's stomach, which was already singing empty plans, became even hungrier.

He speeded up the cleaning and said at the same time: "Okay, that's up to you." It just so happens that he also needs money to survive.

The old man was immediately satisfied, "Just say no." He hasn't learned it yet, so what if he doesn't come?

Ye Weixie smiled.

He put away his things neatly and cleaned the floor before taking out the money he earned today.

Looking at the small pile of banknotes, Ye Weixie was in a good mood, he was finally a person who could afford underwear.

So, in 1990, the era of gold everywhere, is it not good to work hard to make money and become a rich generation?What a jerk.

The old man glanced at it, and said in distaste: "Don't count, it's 119 yuan and 4 cents." After he finished speaking, he realized what he had done, and poked his neck to make up for it: "I have a good memory, so I don't look like you at a young age. No one can remember so much.”

"Yes, you are the best." After counting, Ye Weixie found that it was indeed 119 yuan and 4 cents. He took out two 10 yuan tickets and handed them over, "Master, thank you for lending me tools, this is considered rent."

The old man stared blankly, "Are you looking down on me? If you say I will lend you, I will lend it to you. Hurry up and take it away."

"Isn't this delaying your business? Besides," Ye Weixie smiled, "I want to continue borrowing tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

As he said that, taking advantage of old man Xing's inattention, he quickly stuffed the money into his hand, turned around and ran away.

Old man Xing was anxious, "Stop!!"

Ye Weixie waved his hand back, "Master, see you tomorrow!"

"You brat!" Old man Xing couldn't help cursing while holding the banknotes.