The whole world wants me to study

Xie Jing: "I haven't thought about it."

Ning Haoyuan: "How about you dye it black, black looks good, I think your hair color is a bit yellow."

Xie Jing: "..."

Gu Shanjie: "..."

Xie Jinghei has black hair, and when he looks at people, it looks like a pool of cold. To say that his hair is yellow and black is purely talking nonsense with his eyes open, it's funny.

But Ning Haoyuan is cowardly.If his father found out that Xie Jing had dyed his hair, and even dyed it a particularly bright color, his father would definitely break one of his legs.

If you don't learn well by yourself, you will lead others to the wrong.

But for the sake of his brother, Ning Haoyuan gritted his teeth: "I'll take you to my master, he must know what color suits you."

According to legend, there are two kinds of barbershops with excellent craftsmanship, one is the magnificent palace on the main road commercial street, and the other is Master Wang in the corner of the village entrance. The former is what you get for what you pay for, while the latter is a master In folk.

Ning Haoyuan's master belongs to the latter.

How folk is this place? After Xie Jing and Ning Haoyuan met, they turned from the main road into a small street, from the small street into a small alley, from a small alley into a small alley, thank you Jing felt that he could touch the wall by stretching out his hands, and an abandoned three-way car parked in front of someone's house, almost blocking the road.

There was just a heavy rain in the morning, and there were still puddles on the ground that hadn't been dried by the sun.

Xie Jing was really curious, how did Ning Haoyuan search for him thousands of times, and found such a small place where no shit.

Ning Haoyuan led the way: "Although this place is hard to find, the wine is not afraid of deep alleys. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Ning Haoyuan had never heard of it all the way, and he told Xie Jing passionately about his master's struggle history, one middle school and one bully, he dropped out of high school, studied for a year, and his skills were superb.

In conclusion, he is Ning Haoyuan's idol.

"arrive!"

Xie Jing looked up and saw a single-sided glass door with a precarious "Xiao Zhuo dyed hair" hanging on it. The green leather trash cans next to it were stenching, and the sound of buzzing flies could be heard from a long distance away.

Really deep alley.

Now Xie Jing really suspects that Ning Haoyuan is carrying private goods, and he is bragging when he searches for a good teacher.

However, although the external conditions are very simple, the internal equipment is OK, the area is small, and the cleaning is very clean. There are two operating desks, the air conditioner is on, and there is no one inside.

Ning Haoyuan's master was originally named Zhuo Lin, with yellow hair, blue earrings, and red tattoos. He was at the forefront of fashion. He rolled his eyelids and looked at Xie Jing: "Do you want to dye your hair?"

Xie Jing walked a long way and was tired, so he pulled out the big chair and sat down, humming lightly.

The bangs are on the eyebrows, covering the forehead, and the eyelashes are curled underneath. Xie Jing's skin is milky white. When he is not talking and drooping his eyes to play with his mobile phone, he looks like a standard good boy.

Zhuo Lin preconceived: "What color do you want to dye, linen brown or coffee brown."

Ning Haoyuan sat on the sofa at the back, took off his schoolbag, and took out his last creature from inside. By the way, he echoed: "I think linen brown is very good, fashionable."

Xie Jing raised his eyes, he was expressionless in the mirror.

It looked a little indifferent.

Zhuo Lin felt that this good boy seemed to be different from what he thought.

There is a big poster on the big mirror in front of him. The bangs are eight feet thick and cover one eye. The style of painting 800 years ago is very shocking.

redheaded.

Xie Jing: "If you don't dye brown, dye it red."

Ning Haoyuan shook his hand and almost wrote the student number wrong, earnestly said: "Jing Er, let's not play such a big game."

Zhuo Lin turned his head and exchanged glances with Ning Haoyuan.

Through the mirror, Xie Jing saw Ning Haoyuan winking at the back, trying to give Zhuo Lin a suggestion to stop Xie Jing.

In fact, Xie Jing didn't have to have this hair color, nor did he have to dye his hair. In his previous life, he obediently went to school for more than ten years, and he was completely insulated from anything unexpected from books and papers. Anyway, now that God has given him another chance, Xie Jing is now Want to experience something different.

Since it is something different, the more eye-catching the color, the better.

Xie Jing said slowly: "Just worry about dyeing, I will take care of anything."

Ning Haoyuan also noticed that his hair had changed a little in the past two days, he seemed to be a little more lively, but he seemed to be more indifferent.

Xie Jing had other ideas besides studying, Ning Haoyuan was quite relieved, he said that he wanted to dye this color, and Ning Haoyuan couldn't stop it anymore.

Although this place is far away, broken and difficult to find, but Zhuo Lin's skills are not bad, and it can be considered that the wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

Dyeing this kind of prominently dyed hair is a long, boring and complicated process, Xie Jing squinted for a while on the way.Xie Jing and the others set off after lunch, and after the dyeing was finished, it was already evening.

Zhuo Lin dyed Xie Jing a kind of light wine red, which looks a bit orange when you look closely.He also played on his own, cut Xie Jing's forehead bangs short, slightly ironed them, combed a part of them, exposing his forehead.

Originally, red was really a very killer color, and Zhuo Lin had complained about it ten thousand times in his heart when he painted it.

But it came out surprisingly well.

Xie Jing's skin is very good, his whiteness is almost reflective, and it contrasts strongly with the bright hair color on his head, making his facial features bright.

Especially Xie Jing's forehead was covered with thick bangs before, and his whole person was very lacklustre. Once his facial features were set off, he felt like he was seeing the sun behind the clouds.

Ning Haoyuan only knew that Xie Jingshuai was handsome, but he didn't know that Xie Jing could be so handsome. He really hated him and gritted his teeth.

However, no matter how good-looking she is, with this hair, no matter where she goes, she is the brightest in the crowd.

It was still in the No. [-] middle school where hair dyeing was explicitly prohibited.

These unscrupulous teenagers only dared to secretly have fun during the summer vacation, and came back obediently after school started.

Xie Jing actually dyed his hair this color just before school started.

Ning Haoyuan really couldn't imagine that when school starts the day after tomorrow, it will be a grand occasion in the school.

Ning Haoyuan has already arranged the popular campus search.

"Report! What on earth did a group of gods of learning dye their hair red in the summer vacation!"

"Shocked! The red-haired male god has captured countless hearts, and it turned out to be him!"

"God! Commit crimes against the wind, rise up to resist, and reveal the story behind Xie Jingran's hair for you!"

Don't underestimate the imagination of adolescents, they can make up a collection of stories in a day.

But the person involved didn't realize the bloody storm that was coming, looked in the mirror twice, politely thanked Zhuo Lin, today's hero, paid the money, and took Ning Hao away, and he couldn't tell if he liked it or not.

*

The roads in the old town are very complicated, and the location of "Xiao Zhuo's Haircut" is very difficult to find.

Shi Xu had already led Shen Yanqing around for almost half an hour, and Shen Yanqing was not familiar with Yangcheng, so he basically could not count on it.Shi Xu is also unreliable, leading the way to the navigation, he can bring himself in.

However, Zhuo Lin still didn't answer the phone.

Shi Xu couldn't help complaining: "Why does Zhuo Lin open the store in such a hard-to-find place!"

"The rent is cheap." He couldn't find it for the time being, Shen Yanqing lazily leaned against the wall facing the sun, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it on, without lighting it.

Shi Xu tactfully handed over the lighter, but was stopped by Shen Yanqing halfway.

Shen Yanqing: "Quit, good students don't smoke, smell it."

Shi Xu was surprised: "Brother Shen, you are too involved in the drama."

Shen Yanqing: "Old Shen wants to hold a banquet next year, give him some face."

Old Shen was Shen Yanqing's grandfather. Every time he passed by the hotel, he couldn't walk when he saw the banner at the door saying "Congratulations to xxx for being admitted to xx university".

Shi Xu was puzzled: "Isn't it enough to save face after transferring back from Beijing?"

Shen Yanqing: "Can I be admitted to university if I transfer to another school?"

"That's for sure..." Shi Xu was just about to answer, but suddenly he was taken aback when he saw something, "Just now there was a person passing by the intersection with the same hair color as mine."

Shen Yanqing took a look at Shi Xu's shiny hair, and pointed out mercilessly: "Is there a second person to dye Shamat's hair like this?"

"..." Shi Xu was stabbed in the heart, "Kill Matt, how beautiful it is."

Shen Yanqing smiled: "Anyway, you are quite a killer."

Shi Xu: "..."

Hey, personal attack.

Shi Xu didn't dare to discuss right and wrong with Shen Yan, and continued: "But that person just now is a bit like Xie Jing."

Shen Yanqing raised his eyebrows: "Xie Jing? Which Xie Jing?"

Is it Xie Jing who wrote the paper for two days in the same cell as him?

Didn't you still have black hair two days ago?

Newly dyed?

Shi Xu explained: "It's just the top student from No. [-] Middle School, the one I met in the detention center the day before yesterday. It should be his resemblance. How could Xie Jing dye his hair?"

Shen Yanqing asked: "Your No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School have Liang Zi, why do you care so much about their national treasure Xueba?"

"Harmful." Shi Xu sighed, "Who doesn't know Xueba, he is really famous. I heard people say that no matter who sees Xie Jing, he must be studying. He is awesome. I admire him so much. I can't hold back even if I sit on the chair for half an hour."

Shen Yanqing: "It's not like making a chair to go to school for two hours, I can do it too."

Shi Xu rebelliously said: "Don't touch the master of porcelain."

Shen Yanqing only attended Yangcheng No. [-] Middle School for half a year. In the first year of high school, Shi Xu was at the table next to him and next to him in the aisle. Every time the bottom ten of the exams had his seat.

How can He De compare with Xie Jing who is firmly in the first place.

Shen Yanqing really couldn't bear to remind him that not only did Xie Jing get into the police station two days ago because of a fight, but he might not even be able to do the most common physics problem.

Shen Yanqing even suspected that Shi Xu had admitted the wrong person.

Xie Jing made a deep impression on him.

Sitting next to him, looking at his papers, no one paid attention to him, and he didn't talk much. He wrote like blackboard writing, and when he was frowning and solving problems, it was especially like that.

But he really can't write physics.

With such a partial subject, how could he sit firmly in the top spot.

But Shi Xu swears by it.

What an amazing person.

"Zhuo Lin replied to my message!" Shi Xu cheered, "He said he was getting someone's head permed just now, and he didn't look at his phone, but sent me a picture, I'll see what's being permed...Damn, isn't this Xie Jing !"

Shi Xu was heartbroken.

The real Xie Jing is always far from the legendary Xie Jing.Shen Yanqing smiled indistinctly, and threw the cigarette in his hand into the trash can next to him: "Let Zhuo Lin come and take you back, and wash your red hair."

"I don't want to wash it!" Shi Xu wailed, "I've only dyed it for less than two months, and I haven't seen enough."

Shen Yanqing was noncommittal: "If you have the confidence to survive the start of school, you can keep it."

"Forget it," Shi Xu said rather timidly, "Your blue hair is pretty well dyed, it's a pity."

Shen Yanqing: "Who told you that I have to wash?"

"! Didn't you say that black hair looks like a good student?"

Shen Yanqing's eyes darkened, and she laughed carelessly: "I am a good student with any hair."