Rebirth Like Water Youth

Originally, Hu Ming was still wondering, but now when Shen Dapeng mentioned Su Su, he was also playing drums in his heart. Could it be because Su Su was here to ask for trouble?

He never heard Su Su mentioned knowing the difficult role of Shen Dapeng. Could it be that Shen Dapeng likes Su Su? After coming back from the holiday, I heard that I had chased Su Su, so I came to warn you?

Hu Ming had lingering fears, but he was also extremely grateful. Fortunately, after Su Su refused, he did not force Su Su, otherwise...Looking at Shen Dapeng's stern eyes, he would only get him into trouble.

"It seems that I will quickly take down Su Su's styling advertising photos, and I must ask Su Su clearly to see what is the relationship between her and Shen Dapeng? It's too scary to recognize a goddess. ."

Hu Ming was always frightened at the beginning of his first scissors, but until he cut his short hair completely and cleanly, Shen Dapeng never said a word about Su Su. On the contrary, he didn’t know what to do, so he could only secretly make up his mind to make sure Find an opportunity to speak clearly to Su Su.

"Brother Peng, after finishing the cut, are you satisfied with this hairstyle? Do you need a gel styling?" Hu Ming carefully took off the haircut cloth from Shen Dapeng, and then used a hairdryer to blow off most of the broken hair. Holding the gel water inside, without Shen Dapeng's consent, he did not dare to take the next move.

"No! It's good to be so easy!"

Shen Dapeng stared at himself in the mirror and patted the scattered hair. The original sloppy hair was cut off and turned into a handsome hairstyle with shorter sideburns on both sides and longer in the middle. If he can fix his shaggy beard again, his overall image At least twenty points can be added, "How much?"

"Brother Peng came to me to cut my head. That is to give me face. I don't want to slap myself in the face if I ask for money!" Seeing Shen Dapeng took out the money, Hu Ming waved his hand and refused. He remembered the previous time he was in charge of Sun Dapaozi. Asking for money, but Sun Dapaozi led someone to block the entrance of his shop for a week. Now that Sun Dapaozi’s eldest brother is coming to cut his head, he still dares to collect the money?

"Then I'll give you ten dollars!" Shen Dapeng didn't like to take advantage of others, and he wouldn't owe money to craftsmen like Hu Ming. He threw ten dollars on the table, put on his coat and left.

"Brother Peng..."

Hu Ming stopped Shen Dapeng. He wanted to explain what happened to him and Su Su, but he was afraid that he would misunderstand Shen Dapeng if he didn’t explain clearly. So he could only change his words in embarrassment and entanglement, "It’s all broken heads, don’t you wash your hair? ?"

"No need!" Shen Dapeng stood up the collar of the down jacket, tried to do the most warm measures, strode out the door, and the moment the door closed, he involuntarily glanced at the picture of Su Su hanging on the wall in the room, still It is a pure and youthful look, but a little bit less stubborn and smiling.

Shen Dapeng walked slowly in the alley at the side entrance of No. 1 Middle School. The familiar wall of No. 1 Middle School’s alma mater. Inside the wall, there are the bells that have been heard countless times before and after class, and after the school bell rang, he rushed out of the teaching building. Senior three students, and their yelling and playful fun.

"Roar!" Shen Dapeng's heart was warm, but he felt the pervasiveness of the cold wind all over his body. He couldn't help sighing that the heating measures in the north were really overbearing. The temperature difference between the house and the house was fifty or sixty degrees. Not necessarily bearable.

However, separated from him by the wall, the group of senior high school students who rushed out of the school seemed not afraid of the cold, and rushed to the so-called ‘freedom’ outside the school gate like crazy.

Twos and threes of immature faces passed by Shen Dapeng, sometimes with curious glances, sometimes with the girl’s idiotic eyes looking at the handsome guy, plus the occasional few unintelligible whispers and laughter, it is enough to see Shen Dapeng’s hairstyle this time. Success, or he has grown to a height of more than 1.8 meters crazy and frolicking.

Shen Dapeng walked slowly past the side entrance of the school where he had entered and exited countless times. He looked up at the four characters on the top of the teaching building. The red list of last year’s college entrance examination was still pasted at the side entrance. Half a year has passed, and the red list has faded. The color is red, but Shen Dapeng's three characters are still the first name.

In Qingshu County, and even in key high schools in the provincial capital, it is very rare for a student to be admitted to Shuimu University. Nowadays, Shen Dapeng, the national champion in liberal arts, wins glory to the county and the school. , I’m afraid that from the county magistrate to the principal, and then to the school’s teachers, they will all feel at a loss.

Shen Dapeng could only smile at the school's so old publicity and enrollment methods. This is the place where he has worked hard. There are memories that he can't forget in a lifetime, but they are just memories.

Life is a long journey. After hundreds of thousands of times, no matter how beautiful or painful memories are, you will not be able to lead the way. Whether it is Kangzhuang Avenue or Weiwei Mountain Road, you can only get closer to the end if you keep moving forward.

But on the difficult road that Shen Dapeng has chosen, who can share the wind and rain without complaint, when his slightly lonely back disappeared in the corner of the alley, he did not notice a shining gaze in front of him. Stay at the footsteps for a second.

"Shen Dapeng?" The kind-eyed owner has a delicate face, simple ponytails, dark blue jeans, tens of dollars of woolen cotton shoes, and a black knee-length down jacket for more than 100 yuan. None of them belong to the young and invincible senior high school girls, but they are the same. Many of them are all worn on the same girl.

If Shen Dapeng could stay for a while, or glance back at ~www.wuxiaspot.com inadvertently, maybe he could find the familiar figure from the crowd, but for a moment, after all he could not see Su Su, whom he hadn't seen for a long time! !

Su Su hurried to the corner, trying to find her uncertain back, but when she stood where Shen Dapeng had just left, she couldn't see the figure in her mind.

Love Shang Hair Art, those non-mainstream young people who killed Matt did not come back when they were scolded away. Hu Ming boringly cleaned Shen Dapeng's hair and the broken hair scattered all over the floor. The door of the house was gently opened. The cold air mixed with the white mist entangled in the wind between the door.

Hu Ming swept the floor with his back to the door. He didn't see who the people came. He thought those non-mainstreamers came back. He couldn't help but muttered and cursed, "You bastards, do you know who the people were just now? , Are you going to pit me to death? Or are you going to ruin my shop?"

"Huh? Brother Ming, who's been here just now? I was so angry with you?" Su Su got into the house playfully, rubbing his hands and stomping with cold, and leaning forward to the warm position next to the radiator, disregarding his image. Sniffing the frozen nose.

"Su Su is here, I thought it was those little **** who came back to make trouble!" Hu Ming swept the broken hair into a pile, carefully sweeping to the corner of the door.