Chapter 92 Tang Xiaoxiao cuts his hair (Part 2) [5 updates]

Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Chapter 92 Tang Xiaoxiao cuts his hair (Part 2) [5 updates]

Tian Guo's eyes widened in an instant and he exclaimed: "Ah~ It's so troublesome. Doesn't it cost a lot of money?"

"Well, more than half of my monthly salary is spent on this." Tang Xiaoxiao pointed to the hair, but her expression contained a strong sense of pride and reluctance. It seemed that she had already decided in her heart. alright.

Qu Bia Zhuo, who was already lying down, was so shocked by this sentence that he sat up and exclaimed in disbelief: "What? More than half?? Your position is not low, and you must get a lot of money, more than half? Are you crazy?"

"It's really sick." After cursing, Qubiazhuo lay down directly. She didn't understand that so much money could feed so many people, but she used it to make hair. It was a waste.

"Everyone in our art troupe is a beauty. If we want to stand out, we must have something special, so I focused on my hair at that time." Tang Xiaoxiao was not angry because of Qu Biazhuo's words. Just looking down at the long hair.

Shen Lanni was speechless, "You are from the art troupe, you come here for training, let alone hair care, you don't even have time to wash your hair."

"Why not? We haven't washed ourselves in smelly water and mire." Tian Guo's words made Tang Xiaoxiao fall into a daze. Although he had made a decision long ago, he was really reluctant to let go of this moment. It's her baby, how could it be cut off at the drop of a hat?

Shen Lanni couldn't deny Tang Xiaoxiao's words: "Hey~~ What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking that I really can't keep my hair." Tang Xiaoxiao's voice was full of depression, and tears flashed in his eyes again.

This sentence instantly stunned the girls. To be honest, when they first came here, they really didn't like Tang Xiaoxiao who disliked this and that, especially the stinky Jin.

But at this moment, they heard Tang Xiaoxiao's idea of ​​cutting off her hair. This had a big impact on them. They did not expect that Tang Xiaoxiao would make such a big decision now. They felt a kind of shock in their hearts. Long hair is really beautiful. There is no woman who does not love to be beautiful, but they put this aside when pursuing their ideals, but they are always envious in their hearts.

"Have you had such long hair for at least five years? It would be such a pity to cut it off!" Shen Lanni was also surprised and said with pity on her face.

"Eight years." Tang Xiaoxiao said these words softly, as if he had no emotion, but his heart was twitching hard. He couldn't let go, so naturally he couldn't let go.

Eight years has passed, and the hearts of all the girls were severely shaken.

How many eight years are there in life?

In eight years, you can do many things, but it is really difficult to stick to one thing consistently.

Now Tang Xiaoxiao is actually planning to throw away his most beloved long-term talent that he has held on to for eight years.

"From the art troupe, I just said that. Our instructor didn't let you cut it, so don't take it to heart." Qu Biazhuo also sat up and tried to persuade her. In eight years, a little girl grew up to be a human being. I understand. There are more, I know more, I persist more, and I change more, but at this time, it still feels distressing no matter what.

Tang Xiaoxiao smiled gracefully and said cheerfully: "You don't know, this long hair is really troublesome and inconvenient. Now I finally know that all the female soldiers in the company need to cut their hair short."

The scene fell into silence, and everyone could hear the bitterness in this sentence, that kind of chicness, that kind of cheerfulness was just an act.

Comparing their feelings, if it were them, they might be even more confused than Tang Xiaoxiao.

"Art troupe, you'd better not get a good haircut. What if you get eliminated again? Do you think it's a loss? With such long hair, it's really not easy for you to grow it back after you cut it. "Tian Guo glanced at this long-haired man with great envy and said straightforwardly.

After all, Tang Xiaoxiao's performance was indeed not good, but rather terrible.

"Yes, you are a member of the art troupe. You will be eliminated sooner or later. You won't regret it then." Shen Lanni also tried to persuade her, but unfortunately these words sounded like a blow to Tang Xiaoxiao.

"You will be eliminated sooner or later anyway, why are you so hard on yourself?"

This sentence reached Ye Cunxin's ears, which made her very unhappy. Who can decide what others can't do now, and who can confirm that others really can't do it. She walked up and asked: " Hey~ Cook, who do you think will be eliminated? How do you know she will be eliminated? I feel like you and her are evenly matched."

"Hey~ you really want to fight with me." Tian Guo was also upset. Fortunately, she didn't see the competition between Ye Cunxin and Shen Lanni, otherwise God knows whether she would have had such courage.

"Huh~~ Come on, I'll wait for you." Ye Cunxin raised her hand proudly.

At this moment, the lights in the dormitory went out, and they were suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Damn it, I haven't washed my face yet." Ouyang Qian wailed with a bitter look on her face.

"Okay, who told you to play there? Go to bed now, we have to train tomorrow." He Lu raised her head and said to everyone silently. This group of little girls are really full of energy.

As soon as he finished speaking, the birds dispersed, leaving only Tang Xiaoxiao who was still in a daze.

Ye Cunxin looked back at Tang Xiaoxiao, who was still dazed, and turned around to leave. There were some hurdles that she still needed to overcome by herself, and she could only help so much. The decision-making power was always in her own hands.

Tan Xiaolin in the instructor's room was also like Tang Xiaoxiao, silently engaged in an ideological struggle in her heart. The words Shen Lanni said at night kept ringing in her mind, repeated, and recalled.

Li Jian'an also remembered Li Jian'an's profound words one by one. She didn't consider them at all at the time, but now she slowly understood the intention. It turned out that Li Jian'an had known about the situation here for a long time, but she had always been so proud. Didn't think about it carefully.

"Since you underestimate me, then I will let you look at me seriously again." A firm gaze flashed in Tan Xiaolin's two big watery eyes.

The night is very cold.

Ye Cunxin, who had a very irritable temper and was very troubled, seemed to be very worried at this time, and it was difficult to fall asleep for a while.

Because the creak of the door kept ringing, and the clear bells came from outside the house. Each ringing meant that a female soldier who had not made it through in her heart left this sad place with tears in her eyes.

Not only Ye Cunxin was alone, many female soldiers were awake and listened silently, suffering in their hearts.

Thinking about it, Ye Cunxin suddenly got up and walked out of the dormitory.

Looking at the square not far away, the military green hats represent a departing soldier and a departing companion.

Not everyone has good physical fitness like her, and this kind of hard training is inherently cruel.

Everyone who wants to leave, just silently walk to the small flag stand, take off his hat, and ring the bell gently, which represents the summary of your journey and the summary of your dream.

Ye Cun thought about his childhood dream and never doubted it for a moment. Even though he was admitted to Huaqing, he still resolutely came to the army and came here.

Dreams never leave, dreams are always by your side.

The female soldier who rang the bell staggered away, bringing Ye Cunxin the same endless sadness and emotion.

No one wants to stop dreaming, no one wants to quit, but after all, not many people will stick to it until the end.

In the dormitory, I can see some things clearly through the moonlight.

And Tang Xiaoxiao lifted up her hair and breathed deeply, showing endless reluctance and endless attachment.

After eight years, he will eventually leave me.

With trembling hands, he picked up the dagger that had been prepared. Hot tears had already flowed down uncontrollably, falling on his hands and clothes along his smooth face.

A little burning sensation, a little heartache.

This may be the price of pursuing your dreams.

As the dagger moved, the crystal tears in his eyes fell wildly and uncontrollably like a kite with its string broken.
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