Chapter 393 Si Jing: How can I meet people?

"Don't question my vision, change it right away, we have to go to the next store to prepare other ones, and your hair and shoes also need to be changed."

Full of self-confidence, Father Si directly stuffed the set of exercise pictures into the hands of his second son, staring at him with an unquestionable expression.

Then he pushed Si Jing, who was half-pushed and half-hearted, into the fitting room. Before the clothes were tried on, he went directly to the front desk with the black card to check out.

When Si Jing came out in that sportswear, he looked at his extremely casual self in the mirror, and wanted to persuade Dad to let him change.

But he was told by the waiter, "Hello, sir, your father has already paid for the clothes on your body, and he said that he will wait for you in the store next door. You don't need to pack and put away the clothes you just changed."

"Put it away." Si Jing was speechless with black lines all over his face.

I didn't expect my father to be able to cut first and play later, so that he didn't even have room to refuse.

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

"Your clothes."

"Okay, thank you." Si Jing took the bag and went to the next door, and saw his old father walking around the perfume counter.

When she looked up and saw him, she reached out to greet him, "Si Jing, come here."

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Si Jing could feel that people on the side of the road looked at him suspiciously as he walked past, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Spray some perfume, it will make your male hormones more obvious." Si Fu said, picked up the one he had chosen, and pressed it on him a few times.

"Fuck, cough, cough... this smell is too choking." Si Jing coughed violently from the tangy perfume.

"Okay, just this bottle, pay the bill!" Si Fu showed a satisfied smile. He checked the information yesterday, and young girls these days like Xiangxiang's men the most.

This bottle of perfume smells good enough, and it will definitely satisfy the little girl.

"Okay." The waiter lowered her head guiltily and took the card to swipe it. For the sake of performance, she could only flatter her conscience and not tell them that the bottle was women's perfume.

When he settled the bill and went out, Si Jing was forced to follow his father to the barber shop to have his hair done.

Because of the previous two experiences, he was full of doubts about his father, subconsciously he didn't want to do it again, "Dad, I feel that this is already very good, so I don't need to do my hair."

"How can this work? Do you understand that the hair is a plus? You can just sit, and I'll ask the barber to arrange it for you." Si Fu pressed his second son's shoulders and let him sit on the chair obediently.

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

"You can help my son cut the same hairstyle as this, and then perm it into curly hair."

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

Is the top of the lid scalded into curls?
"Like this kind of curly hair." Seeing that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, Si Fu thought he didn't know how to get it done, and slid through the photos to find a women's wool curly that was also preserved yesterday.

"Are you really going to make it like this? Maybe it's not so good-looking." The barber was a little suffocated, this curly hair was done on a man's head, he had never seen it before.

The key is the pot head, is it sure to look good when rolled up like this?

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

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

Si Fu's tone was firm. He knew that some barbers these days wanted him to change his hairstyle in order to make money.

So no matter what he says today, he will not change the hair he wants to give to his second son!
He believes in his own aesthetic.

"Okay, I want to tell you in advance that such a hairstyle may not work so well." The barber looked at the other party's resolute look, and knew that he could not persuade him, so he simply gave up.

The customer is God. Since someone wants to curl his hair like this, then he will help him curl it like this.

"Well, okay."

After the two talked, they were about to come over again, and Si Jing couldn't wait to stand up from the stool. He heard what they were talking at the back just now.

The barber's tone was indescribable. He didn't think his father would make his hair look so good.

Si Jing asked cautiously: "What hairstyle, show me too?"

The barber just wanted to give a brief description to the customer, to see if he could save this handsome guy.

However, before he could open his mouth, Si Fu next to him spoke out first:

"You don't need to look at it, just let the barber fix it down-to-earth."

"..." Si Jing was finally pushed down on the chair in doubt.

The barber began to operate skillfully.

When cutting his hair, Si Jing already felt that something was wrong. What kind of pot head was he cutting, "Wait! What is this for?"

"Don't worry, the finished product will definitely look good, that's only half of it." Father Si held down his struggling son.

"...?" Although Si Jing didn't believe how good-looking hair this pot head can make, but the haircut has already been cut, it will be even uglier standing up at this time, so she sat back and waited for the finished product.

It took a long time to curl her hair, and Si Jing fell asleep sitting up without knowing it.

The barber's movements were also very gentle, and he didn't wake him up. He waited until the finished product came out before patting him on the shoulder, "Customer, it's ready."

Si Fu in the back saw the son of the pot head + wool roll, his face changed, how could he be so weird?
He obviously predicted it, it should be pretty good-looking.

Sifu rolled his eyes with guilt, pulled his legs apart and ran out the door.

When Si Jing heard the movement behind him, he subconsciously turned his head to look. His father's figure had disappeared at the door, and he frowned. Dad, is he in a hurry to urinate?
Si Jing turned his head again, and after seeing his hairstyle in the mirror, he stood up abruptly.

"You... what kind of hair did you get me?"

"It was your father's request. I have reminded him many times, but the other party is determined to do so."

Si Jing: "..." He felt so angry that he was about 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 it for me. How can I see people?"

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

He felt that when customers first entered their store, the hairstyle was already very good-looking.

(End of this chapter)

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