My scissors can only trim my hair, not my fucking face!
“You guys…are you sure you want the same style?”
“Sure, look how beautiful they are, let’s cut it!”
Seeing Tony’s troubled expression, Jiang Qin was extremely happy, and then squeezed Feng Nanshu’s little hand, making her moan.
The Internet in this era was not as developed as it was in later years. Popular styles and outfits were spread through small circles. It was very common to style your hair according to other people’s hair styles.
Tony picked up the scissors, calmed down, and began to reproduce Feng Nanshu’s same style in batches.
On the other side, the model little rich woman and the replica girl had been taken out of the barber shop by Jiang Qin. They sat down at the open-air barbecue stall opposite and ordered some skewers, intending to fill their stomachs.
“Brother Jiang Qin, tell me more about Sister Nan Shu, I want to learn!”
“she……”
A word just popped out of Jiang Qin’s mouth, and then he turned to look at Feng Nanshu: “You are not allowed to eavesdrop.”
Feng Nanshu pursed her rosy mouth and said, “I won’t eavesdrop.”
Jiang Qin was relieved and looked at He Manqi: “The cold goddess, the cold moonlight, the ideal of the world, the scholarly girl, are all talking about your sister Nanshu. At that time, she was the dream of all the boys in Chengnan High School.”
He Manqi’s face was full of wow expression: “Well, then she is the most beautiful girl in your high school, right?”
“Not just in high school, but everywhere, she is the most beautiful girl. Anyway, I have never seen anyone prettier than her. Moreover, she ranks first in grade in every exam. She doesn’t even talk to others or answer questions. Cherish words like gold, not to be mysterious, this is called a goddess, Manqi, you must study hard and cultivate both internally and externally.”
Jiang Qin finished speaking in a low voice and looked over with a little uneasiness.
Fortunately, Feng Nanshu was taking a sip of water from the cup, like a cute silly cat, sitting upright and with a well-behaved expression, as if he hadn’t heard anything.
“Did you eavesdrop?” Jiang Qin asked her.
Feng Nanshu waved her hands seriously and said softly: “I didn’t eavesdrop, but Jiang Qin, I am not always the first in grade.”
“????”
Just as the atmosphere was condensing, the owner of the barbecue restaurant brought the skewers over. Jiang Qin decisively ended the topic and began to skewer the skewers meticulously, pretending that he had not said anything.
After finishing eating, several people were about to leave when they suddenly heard a scream coming from the barber shop opposite. A girl with a big face walked out of the barber shop, twisting a boy with dark skin. She was very angry.
She wore the same ponytail as Feng Nanshu, cursed and wished the whole family was safe.
“The buyer’s show is really awesome.”
Jiang Qin sighed secretly, then sent Feng Nanshu back to school, and took the reformed He Manqi to Wanzhong Mall to find He Yijun.