The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

Fang Qing took Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng into a high-end barber shop: "Hello, two people do hair."

Lu Rong couldn't help himself: "Don't you even have my part in making hair?"

Fang Qing smiled and pushed him to Ji Wenfeng's side: "You and Xiaofeng, you two do it together, I won't do it here. On the wedding day, I have a special barber to come and make up."

Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng: "..." What's the matter with this subtle level difference?

Fang Qing greeted the director: "Thank you two sets of washing, cutting and blowing."

Hair Director: "What do you want to cut?"

Fang Qing: "Inch."

Lu Rong and Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Ji Wenfeng couldn't help but invited her out: "Auntie, you don't want to cut your hair, go out and go shopping."

Fang Qing was a little embarrassed and said, "You do your hair, it's not good for me to hang out outside." She couldn't help but slip out of her eyes.

When Lu Rong heard her say this, she knew that she had already belonged to her, and she must have seen something particularly interesting: "It's okay, you go."

Fang Qing: "Oh! Okay! You two have your own secret activities. I don't want me to participate. Then I will wait for you outside." She stored Ji Wenfeng's suit and rushed out enthusiastically.

Ji Wenfeng glanced at Lu Rong, a low-quality smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Then start our'secret activities'."

Lu Rong: "..."

Two people waited to wash their hair. Because there is only one location, the shampoo boy knows the current affairs and asks Ji Wenfeng first, and said to Lu Rong, "Please wait outside first."

"No." Ji Wenfeng turned his head and cast his eyes on Lu Rong, "He washes."

The shampoo brother came to lead Lu Rong: "Then please come here."

Ji Wenfeng blocked their way: "I mean, he will wash me."

Shampoo brother and Lu Rong both widened their eyes.

Shampoo brother: "There is no such rule..."

Ji Wenfeng: "It's okay, I'll pay the money. I'm used to him washing and don't like outsiders touching me." He glanced at Lu Rong playfully. Lu Rong pretended to bear the humiliation and dare to be angry and dare not speak, Ji Wen Feng contentedly turned and entered the shampoo room.

Lu Rong probably figured out Ji Wenfeng's behavior. Ji Wenfeng walks in the contract slave stream of the bully brother, who constantly poses problems for himself, taking pleasure in making things difficult for himself and hitting his self-esteem—he wants to transfer all his family misfortunes and property losses to Lu Rong. , Asking for crazy revenge.

However, this type of bully is generally conscientious. Since he regards himself as a slave, it is the private property of the young master and possesses property rights. Even if a strand of hair is missing, it is the loss of his master. As long as Ji Wenfeng is a selfish and rational person, he will not take it rashly. He had a broken arm and a broken leg.

Then he can withstand the trouble of shampooing and haircutting.

Ji Wenfeng's actions seem to be caused by his own personality, and there are deeper economic principles behind it. There is no free lunch in the world, and the sky will not drop pies out of thin air. He enjoys the high standard of living of Ji's family through Fang Qing's up-and-coming marriage for no reason. Young master, it seems to be free, and there will definitely be some time in the follow-up, and it will be criticized, made difficult, and hostile by the rest of the Ji family. The time and energy he spent dealing with such criticism, making things difficult, and hostile were just equivalent to the benefits he enjoyed at Ji's house.

The seemingly free things in life have already marked the price on the back. If Ji Wenfeng wasn't a bully, Lu Rong would have been even more worried about him with a pleasant face and a spring breeze. The sky won't fall into traps out of thin air, this kind of thing like winning the jackpot, on the contrary, there are bigger pits behind it.

Now Ji Wenfeng's performance can only make him feel at ease-Jitong is a real giant, Fang Qing really won the jackpot.

All he has to do is to serve Ji Wenfeng well. Since he is bound to take a share of Ji Wenfeng's big cake, Ji Wenfeng's sullenness is the price he has to pay, and he has to pay a lot of labor costs to calm Ji Wenfeng's emotions, which is fair.

He took off his school uniform, asked the shampoo boy, brought an apron, and calmly walked to the shampoo room. He really knows how to get a haircut. In kindergarten, everyone was cutting paper with scissors. He was sitting on the bench and wearing a bib to give people a haircut. The small red flowers earned made Fang Qing think that he was doing well in kindergarten.

In the summer vacation of the fourth grade of elementary school, he went to the barber shop for a month of internship. From then on, he gave himself a haircut with great skills.

Wash your hair, it's trivial.

Ji Wenfeng lay in the position looking at the picture album of haircuts. Lu Rong sat down in front of him, adjusted the temperature of the water, blocked his forehead, and dampened his hair: "Is the water temperature okay?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Hmm."

Ji Wenfeng flipped through the picture album: "If you get foam in my eyes, I will shave you bald."

Lu Rong: "..."

He really wanted not to get bubbles into his eyes. On the one hand, he could create the illusion that a simple scholar was inexperienced, and on the other hand, he could appropriately express his resistance and cater to his personal settings to cater to Ji Wenfeng.

But since Ji Wenfeng was planning ahead and putting the punishment on the bright side, Lu Rong didn't plan to touch the high-voltage line. He looked at the shampoo at his feet, there were three cans. One is a miscellaneous brand, and the other seems to be Shiseido. He bent down, planning to squeeze some Shiseido's for Ji Wenfeng.

Unexpectedly, the shampoo boy sitting next to him reminded: "Why don't you ask the guests?"

Lu Rong: "..."

He took off his clothes and wore the apron in the shop. The shampoo boy thought he was new here. These barbershops have a lot of staff turnover, sometimes after a year, the staff can be changed. Lu Rong sat here to wash his hair, who would have thought that this was a "secret activity".

After hearing the words, Ji Wenfeng couldn't help but lazily echoed: "Yes, why don't you ask me?"

Lu Rong asked, "What brand of shampoo do I want to use?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Kashi."

Lu Rong stood up and asked the clerk if he had it. When he came back, the shampoo boy was frantically rushing to Ji Wenfeng Anli: "Do you also use Kashi? Really discerning! Kashi washes too dry and astringent, some people don't like it. But after washing, it feels very fluffy and supple. It also nourishes the scalp, removes dandruff and relieves itching. It is indeed a good thing. Now we are engaged in activities in our store. Charge up to five thousand and get a bottle of Kashi anti-dandruff and de-oiling shampoo, brother Do you want to make a VIP membership card?"

While washing his hair for the guests in his hand, he also had to apply for a card to Ji Wenfeng Anli, so he was very busy. Seeing Lu Rong sitting down in silence, pouring some shampoo in silence, he wiped Ji Wenfeng's hair, and couldn't help kicking him in the foot: speak! Do you have the consciousness of a shampoo boy? !

Ji Wenfeng noticed the small movement on the top of his head and deliberately said: "My little brother didn't say yes. I will buy if he says yes."

The shampoo guy next to him was anxious and winked at Lu Rong frantically. Lu Rong said, "...this shampoo is very good."

Ji Wenfeng asked: "Where is it good?"

Lu Rong: "It's very fragrant."

Ji Wenfeng asked, "Is there any silicone oil?"

Lu Rong was about to bend over to take the bottle to look at, and the shampoo brother was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "No silicone oil! Why don't you know anything?! Didn't you all train when you came in?!"

Ji Wenfeng said, "Salary deduction."

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng: "Are you discounting?"

The shampoo boy said: "My boy is so handsome, it's a must!"

Ji Wenfeng: "Am I handsome?"

The shampoo boy's throat is about to break: "Handsome!"

Ji Wenfeng stopped talking. Lu Rong also held Ji Wenfeng's head and grabbed his hair on his own, concealing himself from the world. The shampoo brother figured out something was wrong, and kicked Lu Rong-where's the silly boy to get some eyesight? The guest is listening to you!

Lu Rong: "...acceptable."

Ji Wenfeng took down the picture album and looked up at him: "Then...how much is the discount for face-brushing?"

Lu Rong had just set it up with a person who was "fair" and had stabilized him. Feeling that this might be a proposition, he said: "Buy it for you."

After a pause, he whispered, "Anyway, I'm stuck with you."

Ji Wenfeng was taken aback for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised, and he closed his eyes to calm his mind: "That's not my money yet-try harder."

Lu Rong massaged his scalp: "Is it here?"

Ji Wenfeng: "Further back, a little bit to the left, um, it's here, try hard."

Lu Rong knows that humans can be fucked, and small mouths can be loud, but things must be beautiful to let Ji Wenfeng feel the value of his existence, so he used expert massage techniques to make Ji Wenfeng feel comfortable. Up.

After getting off the shampoo chair, the shampoo boy next to him said happily to Lu Rong: "Yes! You kid." He thought that this kid couldn't speak, but he talked about so many discounts and brushed his face, not as good as him." "Buy it for you" is the final word! He saw that handsome little brother was absolutely tempted to apply for a card.

Lu Rong took off his apron indifferently, wrapped around his neck the big towel that was taken off by the warm wind, and lay down on the shampoo chair blankly: "Hurry up, please, hurry to class, thank you."

Shampoo brother: "...?"

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When Lu Rong came out after washing his hair, Ji Wenfeng was sitting down and looking at the hairstyle picture album.

Lu Rong sat down, and the barber asked, "How to cut it."

Lu Rong’s only requirement for his hairstyle was to walk on the road without being noticeable. Just as he was about to say that it would be good to dry, the next door Ji Wenfeng suddenly pointed to the instructions in the picture album and said: "Make him like this."

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng's hairstyle combines Japanese laziness and Korean nature. The overall texture is perm. The sides are cut short to leave cool sideburns, and the face is modified with air bangs. After finishing his hairstyle, he tilted his head and looked at Lu Rong's face carefully from the mirror: "By the way, dye his hair flaxen."

Lu Rong retorted: "School regulations prohibit hair perm."

Ji Wenfeng dismissed: "It can't be seen again."

Lu Rong thought that Zhu Renliang would not be blind, but when he thought that Zhu Renliang was a lackey in Ji Wenfeng's door, he swallowed this sentence again: "There is not enough time."

Ji Wenfeng took out his phone, took a photo of this hairstyle, and passed it to Lu Rong: "Make some time next day."

The haircut boy dried his hair, Ji Wenfeng stood up, walked over to Lu Rong, stretched out his fingers to play with Lu Rong’s soft hair, and looked at Lu Rong in the mirror and muttered to himself in a low voice. Make you what I like."

Lu Rong: "..."