I heard that I'm a black fan

Chapter 84 84. "Happy Birthday and Birthday Wishes at the Concert!"

"Shouldn't you call me Oppa?"

Li Zhien's mouth stiffened while biting the watermelon, and slowly turned to look at An Sheng, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

She never thought that An Sheng would ask such a question. After all, in Korea, people who are close to her are called Ouba, but it cannot be said that An Sheng's relationship with her is not considered close, but she simply thinks it is strange.Obviously the two are friends of the same generation, but suddenly An Sheng started to ask Li Zhien to call him Ouba, this kind of change is a bit beyond Li Zhien's expectation.

An Sheng also knew that Li Zhien would react in this way, he was actually joking: "Hahaha, no, no, just kidding."

Li Zhien looked at him blankly, and continued to eat watermelon.

An Sheng didn't ask for boredom anymore, and lowered his head to eat melons, but he really hasn't heard anyone call him Oppa for a long time. The last time it was his sister who called him, he suddenly felt a sense of nostalgia.

I don't know what's going on, I used to feel very annoying when I was called out, but now I haven't heard it for so many years, and I feel nostalgic.

As the old saying goes, sometimes you don't cherish it, and you regret it when you lose it.

An Sheng spit out a watermelon seed into the trash can, and looked at Li Zhien, she ate watermelon just like she did, taking small bites, like a squirrel.

"..."

After eating the watermelon, An Sheng tidied it up, threw the finished melon rinds into the trash can, washed the knife, wiped off the water, and put it aside.

Li Zhien slumped on the sofa and patted her belly. She felt comfortable eating, but An Sheng said with some concern: "It's okay if you eat so much, there is a concert tomorrow."

Li Zhien shook his head: "It's nothing, I know my own stomach, and I will never lose the chain at a critical moment." He said rubbing his stomach.

An Sheng found it funny, because she could even rub her belly, just like a little panda.

"That's good." An Sheng was relieved, and was about to take the knife and leave.

"Wait a minute." Li Zhien stopped him again.

"what happened?"

Li Zhien, who was sitting on the sofa, was looking at An Sheng. An Sheng felt that there was a terrible feeling in her eyes, which made him a little creepy.

"Speak, don't just look at me."

Li Zhien withdrew his gaze, took out his phone, and turned on the camera, "See for yourself how long your hair is."

An Sheng looked at himself in the camera, his facial features were still the same, but his hair was very long, the bangs in front almost reached his eyes, and the hair on his sideburns and the back of his head was also thick.

"It's really a bit long." An Sheng scratched the back of his head and found that his hair was a little tangled.

"You said you are so handsome, so you usually pay attention to your appearance." Li Zhien is a bit like the head teacher of the school now, "Why don't you cut it."

Although the long hair did not affect An Sheng's appearance at all, it had already affected his head shape. If it was longer, it might reduce his appearance.

An Sheng thought for a while and said, "I've been a little busy recently, I forgot, I'm cutting it back in Seoul."

"No way. I'm cutting it when I go back. How long does it have to grow?"

"Is the president very long?" An Sheng did his calculations and stayed here for three days. He thought that the three days would not last forever.

"Then there's no barber shop next to it, so I can't cut it even if I want to."

"Who said you can't cut it?" Li Zhien walked to the sofa, squatted down, opened the bag containing snacks, and took out a strange thing from it.

An Sheng took a closer look, it was a clipper for hair cutting.

"When did you buy it?"

Li Zhien stood up, tore off the package of the clipper, and said, "It was in the supermarket just now."

"Why didn't I see it?" An Sheng thought for a while and really had no impression of this fader, even when he checked out.

"There is something wrong with your eyes." Li Zhien pressed the switch of the fader, and the fader made a buzzing sound.

After confirming that the fader was powered on, she tried the feel again, dangling in the air twice, and after feeling pretty good, she looked at An Sheng.

"Get ready."

An Sheng didn't know what was wrong, he had an illusion, felt that Li Zhien, who was holding a fader, was very much like a witch holding a poisoned apple, and he felt scared.

"Can you cut?" An Sheng asked her.

"I don't know, it's the first time I cut it." Li Zhien replied truthfully.

"So you want to practice your hand with my head?"

Li Zhien thought for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

An Sheng immediately refused: "Stop joking, I won't cut it."

"Trust me." Li Zhien proved himself: "I will never give you an ugly cut."

"I can't believe it, it's your first time cutting, and your hands are so clumsy."

"Who is clumsy." Said Li Zhien's clumsiness is like stepping on her back scales, instantly making her furious, "You are the one with clumsy hands, your whole family is clumsy with hands."

An Sheng didn't expect her to be so emotional, so he said to comfort her: "I just said it casually, and besides, it's really the first time you cut my hair, and I'm also worried that you broke mine, although I This person doesn't count on his appearance, but I will be very sad if I cut it badly..."

An Sheng talked a lot, Li Zhien summed it up, and said five words slowly: "You don't believe me?"

An Sheng: "I..."

Seeing An Sheng like this, Li Zhien immediately became stubborn, "Today, you have to cut it whether you want to cut it or not."

An Sheng seemed to be used to Li Zhien's unreasonable troubles towards him, he shook his head helplessly: "I really can't cut it, I... There is a rule in my hometown, it would be very dangerous for me to cut my head now."

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Zhien obviously didn't believe his words: "Hurry up and prepare, or your salary will be deducted."

With one move to seal his throat, Li Zhien really knows An Sheng, knowing that An Sheng will immediately give up when talking about salary.

An Sheng also made a decision in his heart. If he didn't cut it, his salary might be deducted. If he cut it, his hair might be cut ugly. But then again, if she didn't cut it ugly, she would earn money. After all, it saves the cost of haircut.

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In the end, An Sheng chose to cut his head directly between cutting his head and deducting wages.

If the hair is cut and damaged, it can be kept again, but if the wages are deducted, they cannot get it back.

Seeing that An Sheng compromised and wanted to cut his hair, Li Zhien nodded in satisfaction: "I have to cut it no matter what, I have to spend so long talking with me, it's a waste of time."

An Sheng dared not speak.

In the bathroom, An Sheng sat in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror, to be precise, at his hair.

Because after a while these hairs will leave themselves.

Li Zhien walked in, still holding a plastic bag filled with snacks just now, An Sheng looked at the bag in her hand a little strangely and asked, "What does the plastic bag mean?"

Li Zhien didn't pay attention to him immediately, but poked a hole in the bottom of the plastic bag, then tore it into a circle, and put it on An Sheng's head.

"The conditions are poor, and I haven't found anything that can help you cover it, so I can only make do with it."

An Sheng looked in the mirror, with a red plastic bag on his shoulders, and an indescribable sense of grievance welled up spontaneously.

"I think I can accept that you cut it for me, but I didn't expect such an insult."

An Sheng refers to the red plastic bag worn on the shoulder.

Li Zhien helped him tidy up the plastic bag and said, "Oh, there's no other way, just bear with it, I'll try to cut it as fast as possible."

It's too late to say anything now, it's already come to this point, An Sheng can only admit it if it's good or bad.

"Buzz buzz." Li Zhien turned on the fader.

An Sheng suddenly panicked, perhaps because the fader was very close to him, looking in the mirror the fader was less than [-] centimeters away from his head.

He wanted to run away a little bit, but Li Zhien was beside him, so he couldn't run away no matter what.

The surroundings became quiet, except for the buzzing sound of the fader, Li Zhien has not made a move until now.

"What's the matter?" An Sheng asked with a fluke mentality, he thought maybe Li Zhien suddenly regretted it and stopped cutting it.

Li Zhien looked at his head and said hesitantly, "I don't know where to put the first knife."

An Sheng's face changed when he heard her words, "Sister, don't scare me, I have a bad heart."

Li Zhien comforted him in turn: "It's okay, I've thought about how to cut it."

After finishing speaking, Li Zhien started her performance, and the clipper was pushed to his hair at the temples. An Sheng watched the hair fall little by little, as if water was poured out, and could never be taken back.

Li Zhien's clipper cut back and forth on An Sheng's head, and after a while, a small cut appeared.

When Li Zhien finished pushing the last piece of hair, she looked at An Sheng in the mirror, and she also let out a sigh of relief. It is conceivable that Li Zhien was under a lot of pressure to cut An Sheng's hair, but luckily the cut was not damaged.

An Sheng also saw herself in the mirror. To be honest, the cut was not bad. When she cut her hair just now, An Sheng's whole body was tense. Now that she saw it cut like this, she felt relieved.

"How is it?" Li Zhien asked An Sheng very satisfied.

"It's okay." An Sheng looked at her cropped cut, "It's just that I haven't cut it before, and I'm not used to it."

An Sheng really has a face that makes others jealous, and even his hair is handsome. Li Zhien looked at her in the mirror, and was a little confused for a moment whether it was his own craftsmanship or An Sheng's growth.

She took the plastic bag off An Sheng's shoulders, An Sheng stood up, touched his short hair, and said to Li Zhien: "You go out first, I will clean up here."

There is a lot of hair on the ground, An Sheng wants to sweep it with a broom, and then rinse it with water, trying to make it as hair-free as possible.

Li Zhien didn't refuse and walked out.

After a while, An Sheng cleaned up the bathroom, saw Li Zhien standing on the balcony, and walked towards Li Zhien.

Li Zhien stood in front of the fence, blowing the evening breeze.

Hearing An Shengdu's footsteps, she didn't turn her head and said, "An Sheng, it's past twelve o'clock."

"Well." An Sheng looked at his phone just now: "I should go back too, you should rest early."

Just as An Sheng was about to leave, Li Zhien said again: "Today is your birthday, do you have any wishes?"

An Sheng finally came to his senses, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "I'm a little embarrassed to say my birthday wish."

"What's the embarrassment to say?"

"Okay, then I'll say it." An Sheng cleared his throat: "My wish is to let you call me Oppa."

Li Zhien immediately turned back, looked at him and said, "Get out."

An Sheng smiled even more happily, turned and left Li's room.

Li Zhien stood on the balcony and looked at his back.

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The concerts are all in the venue, and the staff is very busy now, some of them are security guards, some are the staff of this venue, everyone is very busy, because there are still two hours before the concert will start.

An Sheng was holding a video camera and filming Li Zhien in the background, as well as some staff members. Today Li Zhien didn't say much, sitting quietly in front of the dressing table by himself.

Xiao Yuan came up at this time, looked at An Sheng's new hairstyle and said, "Happy birthday, Brother An."

"How do you know today is my birthday?"

"That night when I was shopping, I knew En O'Ni said it." Xiao Yuan handed a box to An Sheng: "Here, a birthday present."

"Oh, thank you." After An Sheng thanked him, he opened the gift box and found a pen inside, "It's a waste, Xiao Yuan."

"It's not too expensive. In fact, I saw this pen by chance when I was shopping that night, and it was paid by Zhien O'Neill." Xiaoyuan smiled slyly.

"Well, then this pen was bought together with that spectacle frame." An Sheng said.

"What glasses frame?" Xiao Yuan asked.

"I bought it with your pen that night." An Sheng answered her.

Xiaoyuan remembered that she saw Li Zhien take out a spectacle frame that day, and she asked her about it.

"I remembered, that spectacle frame was not bought together with this pen."

"Isn't it? It should have been bought before."

Xiao Yuan shook his head: "No, that spectacle frame is a luxury fashion brand's main item for the season, and it's also a customized version. It needs to be ordered one month in advance."

"Ah." An Sheng was a little disbelieving: "No way, did you remember wrongly?"

"No, is it the black and gold one?"

An Sheng nodded, the glasses frames Li Zhien gave him were indeed black gold.

"Then there's no problem."

An Sheng was a little shocked. He looked back at Li Zhien who was sitting in front of the dressing table. He really wanted to ask her now, but he was afraid of disturbing her. He was about to go on stage and couldn't distract her.

"..."

On the stage, Li Zhien was wearing a pair of stockings, a platform shoe, and a sweater on her upper body. She was standing in the middle of the stage. She was about to sing the last song, but before she sang the last song, she picked up the microphone, start speaking.

"I am very happy today. So many people came to the scene to listen to my singing. Thank you very much."

"One more thing is, I have a friend whose birthday is today."

"I haven't said happy birthday to him yet."

"So I'm here to wish you a happy birthday."

"Ouba, happy birthday."

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(End of this chapter)