It rained for the first time in winter, and it was cold.

On Student Street, a fashionable hair salon, Bai Lu, Li Mabi, and Zhuge Dafu are wearing aprons, carrying paint buckets and brushes, and are painting one wall of the hair salon.

Wouldn't it be a little weird to paint the walls in leopard print? However, they are just part-time workers, and the boss asks them to brush how they want, and the fashion concept of washing, cutting and blowing is not very understandable to ordinary people.

"Xiaobai, we just earned a scholarship yesterday, can't we have a day off on the weekend? Why do you have to work in the eyes? ”

"Don't you know how to sit and eat the sky?"

Zhuge Dafu moved his arm that was a little sore, and muttered, "I don't know what Xiong Daxiong Er is doing in the supermarket?" ”

Bailu shrugged his shoulders and replied: "I helped them take over the work of unloading goods in the supermarket, this kind of physical work is the most suitable for them, and they can't waste all their strength." ”

When the three of them were chatting lazily, a middle-aged uncle with slightly gray temples entered the hair salon and sat down in front of the barber table without saying a word.

"Cut your hair."

Li Mabi smiled and said: "I'm sorry, the boss is not here, we are just working part-time, and we can't cut our hair." ”

The middle-aged uncle said nonchalantly: "You can just help me cut it." ”

Zhuge Dafu explained: "Uncle, we are students of the attached middle school, we really don't know how to cut hair, we are just here to help the owner of the hair salon paint the wall." ”

"So?"

"Well, you're going somewhere else, right?"

The middle-aged uncle still didn't get up, frowned and said, "There are only two barber shops around here, I went to the other one just now, and I didn't open the door, so I came here." ”

"You can go a little farther away."

"It's raining right now, it's too much trouble."

Li Mabi had a bitter face: "But the boss is not here, and we can't cut it, what should we do?" ”

"I'm going to a wedding today...... middle-aged uncle pulled the hair on his ears in front of the mirror, and said stubbornly: "You can just help me cut it shorter, I can cut it if I haven't learned it." ”

"If you're not afraid of breaking the cut, I'll cut it for you."

"Xiaobai?"

Bailu put down the paint bucket and brush, took off his gloves, looked at Zhuge Dafu with a worried face, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I have some experience in this area." ”

"What experience do you have?"

Bailu had a small face: "I have shaved the dog." ”

“(⊙_⊙)”

The middle-aged uncle coughed, and wanted to get up a little, but after thinking about it, Bailu walked to the barber's table, picked up the comb, started the electric planer, and said confidently: "Uncle, how about I shave your head in a suit?" ”

"Okay."

Bailu picked up the electric planer and stuck it to the middle-aged uncle's right sideburn, shoveled it up in an atmospheric manner, and a large strand of hair fell down, and immediately turned white......

“-_-!”

"Uncle, I think you're still more suitable for flat heads, how about we shave a flat head?"

The corner of the middle-aged uncle's mouth twitched twice, and he said helplessly: "Yes." ”

Bailu picked up the electric planer and shaved it, the big strands of hair fell out, and it didn't take long for it to be shaved, looking at the miserable hairstyle in the mirror, the middle-aged uncle was about to cry.

After looking at each other for a while, Bai Lu pinched his chin and said with a small face: "Uncle, I think a powerful and domineering man like you is more suitable for a bald head, I'll give you a bald head, right?" ”

“-_-!”

His current hairstyle is like the terraces in the hilly area, high and low, ravines and ravines, the old wife can laugh and have a heart attack, and the middle-aged uncle cries and agrees to Bailu's proposal.

Bailu started the electric planer again, divided by two by three, and soon, the middle-aged uncle changed from a poor road to a poor monk.

The cold wind blew, the drizzle was blurred, and a bare head walked into the rain, bleak, lonely, sad, and a trace of inexplicable joy......

After sending off the guests, Bai Lu put a ten-yuan bill in his hand into his pocket and reveled: "I am really a genius, I actually learned to cut hair. ”

Li Mabi gave a disdainful look and snorted: "A bald head can also be called a haircut?" ”

Zhuge Dafu shook his head and sighed: "People didn't hold your neck to ask for compensation, it's already magnanimous, are you embarrassed to ask others for money?" ”

"Why don't you want money? Isn't it natural for me to take money for my labor? ”

"I'm scared of you."

Bailu looked at Li Mabi and said happily: "Mabi, I see that your hair is also a little long, do you want me to help you get a haircut?" ”

"Get out."

Bailu raised his face and educated: "You have to cut it anyway, take advantage of the free tools now, don't waste the opportunity, we are short of money, we can save it, don't waste money to cut your hair." ”

Li Mabi glanced at Bailu and said angrily: "Your hair is longer than a woman, why don't you cut it?" ”

"Mine can't be cut."

"Why?"

Bailu Tiger made a small face: "Xiaoye likes to pull my pigtails, if I cut off my hair, she can't pull my pigtails above, and she may pull my pigtails below, then it will be troublesome." ”

“(⊙_⊙)”

The three of them were pulling and brushing the wall at the same time, during which guests came to the door one after another to cut their hair and do their hair or something, Zhuge Dafu and Li Mabi desperately stopped the eager Bailu, and shaved a middle-aged uncle into a bald head, people are already good-tempered if they don't get angry, you have to shave a woman bald, and it's strange that people don't chase you nine streets with scissors.

At noon, after a simple meal, the three of them began to brush the ceiling.

Li Mabi sat on the elevated shelf, dipped in paint, raised his head and raised his hand before he brushed, suddenly sneezed, his hand shook, and the yellow paint on the brush splashed everywhere.

Zhuge Dafu, who was adjusting the paint below, was also splashed with a few drops, and exclaimed: "Ma Bi, can you be careful?" ”

"I'm sorry, this paint is a little choking."

After brushing a bucket of paint, Li Mabi found that his hair was splashed with a lump of paint, and the paint could not be washed off with water, and if he wanted to wash it, he could only wash it with the gasoline left by the boss to wash the floor.

"Wash your fart, it's better to shave off the paint-stained piece."

Bailu's proposal was simple and rude, Li Mabi thought about it, and felt that he couldn't stand the smell of gasoline, so he resigned himself to his fate: "I can only shave it off." ”

"I'll shave it for you."

"You go aside!" Li Mabi directly refused and shouted, "Dafuku, you help me shave." ”

"Huh?" Zhuge Dafu was slightly stunned, and said strangely: "I haven't even shaved dog hair, are you sure I want to shave?" ”

Li Mabi was sure: "Xiaobai has no sense of proportion, I don't worry." ”

"Okay."

Zhuge Dafu took off his gloves, wiped his hands, picked up the planer, and when he heard the sound of the planer turning, Li Mabi's scalp was numb, and he said cautiously: "Dafu, you be careful, just shave off a small part of the paint, and then repair it a little." ”

"You know, I shaved?"

"Okay."

Zhuge Dafu pressed Li Mabi's head, shaved neatly, and exclaimed: "Oops! ”

Li Mabi's face turned green: "What's the matter?" Don't scare me. ”

"Mabi?"

"What?"

"Thinking about cutting your head?"

“(⊙_⊙)”

Looking at the Mediterranean Sea that appeared in the back of Li Mabi's head, Bailu laughed so much that his stomach hurt, and picked up a mirror to refract it to Li Mabi, Li Mabi immediately burst into tears, and his heart was to die......