Wen Qiao looked back at his brothers: "What do you mean?" Do you want to dye your hair? ”

Everyone struggled to get up, patting the dust on their bodies while respectfully: "Dye, dye, listen to Sister Qiao." ”

In the barber shop, the evening light shines through the glass window, and the problem students sit in rows on the sofa, occasionally glancing at Wen Qiao, who politely communicates with Teacher Tony: "Help them all dye their black hair back, thank you." ”

Wen Chi's best buddy is called Xia Bai, the first to dye his hair, was called out of the door by Wen Qiao, the sycamore is lush in summer, the sun sets, the earth is yellow, and the young man who dyes back black hair is refreshing and clean, and it looks very pleasing to the eye.

"If Wen Chi fights again in the future, you have to hold him for me, do you hear?"

Xia Bai was aggrieved: "Sister Qiao, where can I hold Brother Chi?" ”

"Then call me, Wen Chi Danfan is a little violent, you call me immediately, do you hear?"

Xia Bai obediently: "I heard it, Sister Qiao." ”

Wen Chi's traumatic stress disorder and Wen Mo's autism both had to be treated by a psychiatrist, so she asked Wen Jianmin for money.

That's what Wen Jianmin owes them.

Wen Qiao stood at the door of the barbershop, and the little brothers who dyed back their black hair walked past her one by one, bowed, and said obediently: "Sister Qiao, goodbye." ”

"If you dare to go to the Internet café later, I ......"

"Don't dare, don't dare, Sister Qiao, we don't dare anymore."

Wen Chi was the last to dye, and one of the rich second-generation younger brothers paid all the bills and ran away in a hurry.

Wen Chi put his hands in the pockets of his loose school uniform pants and walked up to Wen Qiao: "When did you learn kung fu?" ”

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "You think it's all like you, I call it hidden." ”

The young man has short black hair, without the cover of his hair, his eyebrows and eyes look sharp, clean and handsome, Wen Jianmin's abandonment of a child is the glory of Wen Qiao's heart.

"Go home."

The long sycamore path, the street lights were lit up one after another, and Wen Qiao instructed all the way, telling Wen Chi not to fight in the future, not to go online, and to study hard.

Wen Chi's left ear went in and out of his right ear, and he didn't seem to pay attention to it.

Wen Qiao didn't expect to be able to achieve it overnight, take your time, their family may have a disease factor in their genes, but there is also a genius factor.

From childhood to adulthood, she didn't have to read books seriously at all, she could get good results in the exam every time, Wen Mo was the same, then Wen Chi should be about the same, at present, he just can't concentrate, and when he slowly overcomes these symptoms, I believe that it is not difficult to take the exam in a key high school.

For the college entrance examination, Wen Qiao has already thought about it, she wants to apply for the Folk Music Department of the Central Conservatory of Music, and her pipa attainments have already reached the state of perfection.

In the morning, Wen Chi and Wenmo went to school, her mother went to work, Wen Qiao finished breakfast, changed into a T-shirt and jeans, tied a ponytail casually, washed his face, and Dabao, who was seven yuan a piece, casually squeezed a little and patted his face.

Lu Youyou's voice came: "Qiaoqiao......"

Wen Qiao picked up the pipa on the sofa and put it in the piano bag, and Lu Youyou pushed the door in.

"Qiaoqiao, don't you tell me to go to school like this?"

Wincho pulled the zipper of his piano bag and looked down at himself, "What's wrong?" ”

"There is an interview with CCTV in the afternoon, don't you know?"

"Yes."

"You know that Xu Lu will also participate in the interview."

"Well, what's wrong?"

Lu Youyou took her hand and walked to the wardrobe: "You wear a beautiful little dress for me, Dad wants you to be beautiful!" ”