Author: Lin Yuwan

"Don't question my vision. Go and change it immediately. We have to go to the next store to prepare other items. Your hair and shoes also need to be changed."

Si's father was so confident that he directly thrust the set of exercise charts into his second son's hand and stared at him with an unquestionable expression.

Then he pushed Si Jing, who was halfway there, into the fitting room. Before he even tried on the clothes, he took his black card and went to the front desk to check out.

When Si Jing came out wearing that sportswear, he looked at himself in the mirror looking extremely relaxed, and wanted to persuade his father to let him change into another one.

But the waiter told me, "Hello, sir, your father has already paid for the clothes you are wearing. He said he would be waiting for you in the store next door. You don't need to pack and put away the clothes you just changed out of."

"Put it away." Si Jing's face was covered with black lines, and he was speechless.

He didn't expect that his father would be able to kill first and then show off, which left him with no room to refuse.

"Okay." The waiter quickly changed him and packed up all the clothes and pants in the fitting room, folded them and put them into bags.

"Your clothes."

"Okay, thank you." Si Jing picked up the bag and went next door, where he saw his old father walking around the perfume counter.

When she looked up and saw him, she stretched out her hand to greet him, "Si Jing, come on, come on."

"Dad, what are you doing?" Si Jing could feel the people on the roadside looking at him with doubts as he walked over. He was extremely embarrassed.

"Spray some perfume, this will make your male hormone smell more obvious." Sifu said, picking up the one he selected and pressing it on him a few times.

"Damn it, cough cough cough... this smell is too choking." Si Jing choked and coughed violently due to the tangy perfume smell.

"Okay, just this bottle, check out!" Sifu showed a satisfied smile. He had checked the information yesterday and found that little girls these days like Xiangxiang's men the most.

The scent of this bottle of perfume is fragrant enough, and it will definitely satisfy the little girl.

"Okay." The waiter lowered her head guiltily and took the card to swipe it. In order to achieve good results, she could only flatter her conscience and not tell them that the bottle of perfume was for women.

After settling the bill and going out, Si Jing was forced to follow his father to the barber shop to get his hair done.

Because of the previous two experiences, he was full of doubts about his father and subconsciously didn't want to do it again. "Dad, I feel like this is enough. There is no need to do the hair."

"How does this work? Hair is a bonus, do you understand? Just sit down and I'll ask the barber to arrange it for you." Sifu pressed his second son's shoulders and asked him to sit on the chair obediently.

Then I took my phone and opened the photo to go to the barber to communicate.

"You can give my son a haircut similar to this, and then perm his hair into curls."

The barber looked at the Jarhead in the photo and thought it was reasonable and normal, but the next sentence made him fall into doubt again, and he was silent for a long time.

Is the lid of the pot boiled into a roll?

"It's like this kind of curly hair." Seeing that the other party didn't speak for a long time, Sifu thought he didn't know how to do it, so he scrolled through the photos and found a women's wool curl that he also saved yesterday.

"Are you really going to do it like this? It might not look that good." The barber was a little choked. He had never seen such curly hair on a man's head.

The key is the pot lid. Is it sure it will look good when rolled up like this?

But seeing that the other party was gorgeously dressed and expensive, he didn't want to let such a big customer go, "Why don't you take a look at our photo album, are there any other hairstyles you like?"

"No, just do it for him as I say, as long as I think it looks good."

Sifu's tone was firm. He knew that some barbers these days would want him to change his hairstyle in order to make money.

So no matter what he says today, he will not change the way he wants to curl his second son’s hair!

He believes in his own aesthetics.

"Okay, I have to tell you in advance that the effect of such a hairstyle may not be that good." The barber looked at the other party's determined look and knew that he could not persuade him, so he simply gave up.

The customer is God. If someone wants to curl their hair like this, then help them curl it like this.

"Yeah, okay."

After the two of them finished talking and were about to come over, Si Jing couldn't wait to stand up from the stool. He had heard everything they had just said while standing behind.

The barber had a hard-to-speak tone. He didn't think the hair his father wanted him to style would look good.

Si Jing asked cautiously: "What kind of hairstyle do you want, let me see?"

The barber just wanted to briefly describe it to the customer to see if he could save this handsome young man.

However, before he could speak, the Sifu next to him spoke out first:

"You don't need to look at it, just let the barber straighten it."

"..." Si Jing was finally pressed down on the chair with hesitation.

The barber began to operate skillfully.

When he was cutting his hair, Si Jing already felt something was wrong. He, an adult, had to cut a pot head. "Wait! What is going on?"

"Don't worry yet. The finished product will definitely look good. This is only half of it." Si's father held down his son who was about to struggle.

"...?" Although Si Jing didn't believe how beautiful the hair could be made from this pot lid, the hair had already been cut and it would look even uglier when he stood up, so he sat back and waited for the finished product.

Si Jing had been curling his hair for a long time, and Si Jing fell asleep sitting down without realizing it.

The barber's movements were very gentle and did not wake him up. He waited until the finished product came out before patting him on the shoulder and said, "Guest, it's done."

The father in the back changed his expression when he saw Jarhead + Wool Roll's son. How could he be so weird?

He had obviously predicted it, and it should look pretty good.

Sifu rolled his eyes guiltily, opened his legs and ran out the door.

When Si Jing heard the movement behind him, he subconsciously turned his head and saw that his father's figure had disappeared from the door. He frowned. Is Dad in need of urination?

Si Jing turned his head again, and after seeing his hairstyle in the mirror, he stood up suddenly.

"You...what kind of hair did you do for me?"

"Your father requested this. I have reminded him many times, but the other party is determined to do this."

Si Jing: "..." He felt like he was so angry that he was going to die on the spot. With this hairstyle, he didn't dare to go home at all.

"Hurry up and find a way to remedy this for me. How can I see anyone like this?"

"How do you need to remedy it? Do you need to straighten it or shave it off?" The barber looked at the indescribable hairstyle on the customer's head and really couldn't think of any perfect remedy.

He felt that when customers first entered their store, their hairstyle already looked good.
Chapter completed!