Book of Darkness

(5-b, head of household: hairdresser Lianfei) Wen Qitai suddenly remembered that he had to do an extremely important thing today after finishing the first customer in the afternoon. Really, how many times have he said it in the past two days? forget!He patted the back of his head and took out an antique Motorola. This kind of mobile phone was phased out five years ago and is worthless now, but he didn't care about the disdainful eyes of the people who saw it. Shouted: "Hey! Pork jelly!"

A voice came from over there: "Who is that? Brother Tai? Such a disgusting voice must be Brother Tai..."

Wen Qitai said carelessly: "Guodong, I'm so sorry, I just had an urgent matter this afternoon, quite suddenly..."

"What's wrong? Your father is dead?"

"****, he died from exhaustion!"

"Then which relative of yours died?"

"I have to find you to replace me like this? I'm really in a hurry... I know it's not easy for you to sleep for a long time, but it's really not possible. I'll treat you to a casserole on Saturday..."

"Haha! Drive the car to the gate of Sanxiao, I'll pick it up right away, you can do your work!"

"Thank you!"

Wen Qitai parked the taxi outside the gate of No. 8 Primary School, took out a crumpled piece of [-] yuan from his pocket, and followed the surging crowd of people from the station to No. [-] bus.About [-] minutes later, he hurried out of the car door and went straight to a "Century Liangma International Beauty and Hair Salon Center" in Zhiwei Community. "Heaven and Earth".

Wen Qitai "sprinted" to open the store door, scaring the ladies who were dyeing their hair inside and screaming in shock.He was originally a rough man, he didn't care about his behavior at all, he just turned around and shouted: "Lian Fei! Lian Fei, are you there? Don't hide, I found your hair on the ground..."

A skinny man with an afro Indian turkey head turned around suddenly and said displeasedly, "Brother Tai, aren't you tired of yelling all the time?"

Wen Qitai was so frightened by Lian Fei's appearance that he jumped up suddenly, and said without hesitation: "Fuck! Who ruined you, you bastard, and how did you get such a donkey? I thought you were wearing a big mop!"

All the old people present frowned, and the fashionable young men and women couldn't help but smile.Lian Fei was really upset: "Brother Tai, what quality do you have? Pay attention to the influence! I am now a famous hair stylist in our city! I have designed hairstyles for many TV stations—Yanzhou TV! How do you attract customers? This is called fashion, fashion, and avant-garde! Don’t make nonsense if you don’t understand!”

Wen Qitai smiled and said: "Okay, don't get angry. I'm here for business: shave my head! Last time when you opened the business, I took a long distance and didn't have time to join in. This time, I will use practical actions! How about it?"

Lian Fei looked at him carefully, and said solemnly: "When you come here, I can first declare that I always adhere to the central idea of ​​'avant-garde' in hair art for 100 years. When the People’s Republic of China was first founded, hairdressing was an aesthetic art. If you mind me designing according to my own artistic conception, then go to another house—don’t go to the one across the street! Then my grandson competes with me..."

"Just don't get me that Hiroshima nuclear strike head of yours. Stop talking nonsense and come quickly! I'm in a hurry!"

Lian Fei usually likes to greet the young customers under the scissors in a gentle tone, but when he gave Wen Qitai a haircut, his face was livid, and he was afraid of causing a topic.He knew that Wen Qitai was full of stinky tofu and rotten duck eggs, and he liked long-winded bragging. He thought he was extremely humorous, and if he opened the door, all the customers would run away.

After finishing cleaning, Lian Fei let out a long breath, and triumphantly tore off the towel: "How about it? The most popular 'little brother head' at present."

Wen Qitai agreed a few times indiscriminately, and handed over ten yuan.He is unequivocal on this point, friends are friends, business is business.Lian Fei has been his job for many years, and he doesn't play hypocritical politeness with him, but as soon as he put the money in his pocket, he heard Wen Qitai scream like a woman, which made the customers' hair stand on end in fright.

Wen Qitai saw in the mirror the head of a quasi-monk whose scalp was almost blue, and couldn't help being furious. He grabbed Lian Fei and shouted, "What do you mean? What kind of dog's head is this?"

There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old red-haired girl next to her. Hearing Wen Qitai scolding herself, she wanted to laugh but forced herself to hold back.

Seeing that he was really angry, Lian Fei retorted anxiously: "My brother, you...don't be ashamed if you don't know art, okay? This 'little brother' is the most fashionable at present..."

"Get lost! Are you playing your Tai brother like a monkey in Huaguo Mountain? In another 1000 years, this bald head will not become fashionable! Do you think that the days when we were in prison are very memorable? Let's stay in prison. How many years have you had this hairstyle and you are still not satisfied?"

This sentence made the audience fall into silence, and even the family of three at the door turned pale and quietly moved outside.

Wen Qitai pointed at Lian Fei's nose and threatened: "You wait, I'll 'do' you later! Your hair design is worth up to six yuan! Damn, give me back four yuan!" Li touched four steel balls, and left with a sullen face.

After walking more than 20 meters, I found that one of the steel jumpers was a new version of Yimao.

The Fenglai Bookstore in the east of Fengxiang Street, Dong'an District, was flooded with three thieves junior high school students.

"Buy or rent? Books or dishes?" the owner, Yu Fengkuan, asked without looking up, cutting his toes with nail clippers.

"Boss, is there any 'cool' film?"

Yu Fengkuan came to his senses, blinked and said, "You guys don't learn well! The deposit is more expensive, [-] yuan per set, and the rent is [-] yuan. Do you want Asian or European ones?"

"I heard that European and American tastes are strong, so let's get some European and American ones!" Several children discussed.

Yu Fengkuan walked into the back room shaking his big pants: "The young man can appreciate it very much...European and American ones are more straightforward, like the animal world. Let me see, um, there is a new movie, let me buy it for 30 yuan a piece. Free plastic bag, how about it? "Beach Fight Gorgeous Floating Corpse", "Female Doctor Fights Four Niggers in the Jungle", "Titanic Iceberg Melee", "Alien Queen Vs Iron Gun Living Dead"..."

"It's all."

Yu Fengkuan was surprised by their straightforwardness for a while, then put the disc into a convenience bag, and then continued to watch TV and get his feet done.The three children ran across the street to hand the dishes to some young men and women.Those people signaled to each other, and walked quickly to Fenglai Bookstore.

Yu Fengkuan asked lazily: "Buy or rent? Books or dishes?"

"Are you the owner? Are all the procedures complete?" the leading man asked coldly.

"Qi, the province is superior and the ministry is superior, the Ministry of Health has designated..."

"We are from the street police station. And these two are comrades from the criminal police team. What is the content of the disc you just sold to those three minors?"

Yu Fengkuan was startled: "I don't remember, maybe it's a landscape movie or something..."

"Students will buy landscape films?" The policeman sneered.

"Then what do you think they will buy?"

"Be honest with me! Don't be glib! Do you dare to play the so-called 'scenic film'?" The policeman said to the red-faced female criminal police behind him: "I'm sorry, Comrade Xiao Yin, I made you laugh. This quality, you go out and wait for a while, okay?"

Yu Fengkuan knelt down and stuffed the disc into the DVD player. It was indeed a European and American natural scenery, and he planned to play another one, but the policeman waved his hand with an angry face: "No need to put it away! Let's go! Be careful, don't make mistakes. In our hands!"

Yu Fengkuan got up and waved: "Go slowly, don't send it off, comrades have worked hard! It is up to you to maintain world peace!" Then he looked at their backs with a sneer, and said to himself: "Playing with me? Wu Dalang's thing Son - there is no need (necessary)!"

Suddenly, the male detective among the two detectives glanced at Yu Fengkuan's right leg, and slowly asked: "Is this shot by a gun? Who did you play with before? Was this shot by Zhao Sheng?"

Yu Fengkuan also became indifferent: "Brother, you also mentioned the old things hundreds of years ago? Why didn't you say that Sun Yat-sen was still a gangster before the uprising?"

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