I've been reborn, so it's normal to be licked back by others.

The truth is, the truth is that the matter is not serious.

"Is it really... that serious?"

The socially anxious girl asked a soul-searching question. She thought the matter shouldn't be that serious, right?

Seeing this, Nanyuan knew that the fish had started to take the bait, so he began to talk nonsense in a serious manner:

"Think about it carefully, what is your current position in the studio?

What identity?

You are the director and supervisor!

Especially the position of [director], which represents the face of a studio.

Your hairstyle is like a female ghost who dares not see the light all day long. Your face is covered, which is equivalent to the face of the studio being covered. This matter is very serious, okay?

And when we go to college in the future, the studio will definitely continue to recruit more employees. How can you be my director with such a bad hairstyle?

Will those prospective employees recognize your identity as [snack director] when they see you in the future?

Are they willing to work under you peacefully?

If this continues, what future can a studio with inconsistent people have?

What future can it have?

So, do you still think that cutting hair is your own business?"

Nanyuan hit the socially anxious girl with a series of combined punches, and she was stunned on the spot.

After a while, she spoke slowly:

"Nanyuan, well... it seems to be really serious."

"It's not like! This is the truth!"

Anxin continued to hesitate: "But... I really don't want to cut my hair..."

Nanyuan sighed, let go of the white and tender little hand and said: "Oh, there is no way, I can only find the next [Snack Director]."

"No... don't...Ծ‸Ծ"

Nanyuan showed a regretful expression: "It seems that I can only go back and take back someone's snacks..."

The socially anxious girl immediately protested strongly: "No! Absolutely not! [○･｀Д´･ ○]"

Nanyuan sneered, "Oh? You said no, so no? You are not the director now, thank you."

"Nanyuan, I... I agree to get a haircut..."

Hearing this, Nanyuan immediately pulled up the white little hand and pulled it to the barber shop without saying a word.

Anxin: "Eh...eh?"

This barbershop is much bigger than the home of the socially anxious girl, and the decoration is also very luxurious. As soon as you enter the door, you can smell a faint fragrance, which makes you feel comfortable.

When the socially anxious girl reacted, she heard the voice of the receptionist:

"Hello, what kind of hairstyle do you want?"

Nanyuan waved his hand: "She can do it alone."

Anxin must know more about girls' hairstyles than Nanyuan, after all, her family also runs a barbershop.

But it is a bit difficult for her to speak now, after all, she is facing a stranger.

Nanyuan spoke again: "Pretty girl, let the best guy in your shop help her make a [S-shaped bangs collarbone hairstyle], and then perm it a little bit, with some curls and layers."

The receptionist continued with a smile: "The best hairdresser in our shop will cost 666 yuan, but this price includes washing, cutting, blowing and perming."

Normally, students' haircuts are usually just a simple wash, cut and blow, and most people of this age don't have much money, so she looked at the two men and women in school uniforms and gave them a warm reminder.

"Then hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

After Nanyuan finished speaking, he pulled the socially anxious girl who was still standing stupidly to the side to the chair.

The receptionist was about the same age as Nanyuan and the others, all about 17 or 18 years old. When she saw this scene, she immediately knew the general situation.

This is clearly a sweet plot of a rich second-generation with a girlfriend!

I'm so envious, why can't I meet a boy like this?

"Okay, wait a minute." The receptionist said and ran away.

Soon, a very elegant teacher Tony began to create on the hair of the socially anxious girl.

During the haircut, An Xin held Nan Yuan's hand and did not let go. She was a little scared of the process of cutting her hair short and [seeing the light of day].

"Handsome boy, your girlfriend's hair is really good. I rarely see such good hair. Her face shape is also very good."

Teacher Tony couldn't help but start to use his professional habits.

But this time he didn't brag, he said what was in his heart.

Hearing this, An Xin trembled all over.

Nan Yuan replied on another chair: "It's not my girlfriend.

Friends, just ordinary classmates."

"Oh, sorry."

When Anxin's hair was cut and it was time for the perm, Nanyuan planned to let go of the little hand that was already sweating.

After all, Tony would not stay here during the perm, and the socially anxious girl should be able to calm down...right?

Hmm?

Nanyuan found that after he let go of her hand, the white little hand was still holding him.

"No...don't leave me."

Nanyuan looked at the pair of watery peach blossom eyes and felt a little soft-hearted, but...

How did this idiot's tone make him look as ruthless as a scumbag?

"Just...leave for a while, okay?"

"No!"

Anxin pursed her lips and sniffed, looking as if she was ready to shed pearls as soon as someone left her...

"But...Director An, you don't want your boss to wet his pants, right?"

"Okay...okay, but you have to come back as soon as you're done. ”

“I know.”

“At most... I’ll only give you 5 minutes at most.”

“Yes.”

After agreeing, Nanyuan felt the little hand that was tightly holding him loosen.

As soon as the person next to her left, Anxin took out her mobile phone and clicked on the stopwatch to start counting.

1 second, 10 seconds, 50 seconds, 100 seconds...

When the count reached 300 seconds, the socially anxious girl looked at the door of the barber shop with hope.

But she didn’t find the familiar figure, and her pair of watery peach blossom eyes suddenly lost their luster.

People walked around Anxin from time to time. Although they didn’t stop by her side, the uneasy mood became more and more as the count on the stopwatch increased. It became more and more obvious.

She turned her head and looked at the door again, but the figure she had been thinking about still did not appear.

Where did Nanyuan go?

Why was he so slow?

Didn’t he say he would be back in 5 minutes?

None of the people coming and going outside the door were what she wanted to see. The socially anxious girl simply turned her head and closed her eyes and stopped looking.

Did Nanyuan leave me alone here and go away?

Did Nanyuan not want to...

Before Anxin could think of the next thought, she heard a familiar voice in her ear:

"Come on, open your mouth, there is something urgent."

"!!! "

The peach blossom eyes opened immediately, and what came into view was a cup of pearl milk tea.

Ah! Nanyuan!

Wow!! Milk tea!꒰⑅•ᴗ•⑅꒱

At this time, there was no need for Nanyuan to speak. Anxin immediately held the straw with her small mouth, squinted her eyes and took a big sip with satisfaction.

Nanyuan looked at her impatient look and wanted to laugh:

"Is it delicious?"

"Yeah!"

The socially anxious girl took the milk tea with her small hands and took two more sips. Then she raised her white mobile phone and said:

"Nanyuan, two 5 minutes have passed. I miss you so much."

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