Chapter 782

"Bad old man..." Shen Dapeng murmured in wonder. With Wang Yuying's shining big eyes as a mirror, he saw a man's face with disheveled and untidy hair. He was so ashamed that he smiled bitterly.

The past has become a memory, and the bright future is worth imagining. However, yesterday is just flowing clouds and water, and tomorrow is uncontrollable. I think about how to step into the future all day, but I ignore the present and the present that should be cherished most. I don't have time to savor today. What's the significance of yesterday and tomorrow?

Shen Dapeng said goodbye to Wang Yuying and wanted to see Wang Xueying next door. In the end, they didn't knock on the not tall door. They left with an uncontrollable sigh.

The side door of county No. 1 middle school, Aishang hair art, is a hair salon where Shen Dapeng used to cut his hair! I remember that the boss of Aishang Fayi also made up a slogan for the students to pass on from mouth to mouth.

"Love fashion, love fashion"!

It sounded very rhyming and fashionable at that time, but now it's very funny to think about it.

Aishang hair art has become the most popular hair salon near No. 1 middle school amid the slogans of the students. Clearly, it is the "young people" who welcome it, not the students of the school.

Where there are schools, there will certainly be small gangsters who bully the soft and fear the hard. They say they are social people. They don't have any background. They say they are local ruffians and scoundrels. They also have the loyalty and pride of young people, such as the ponies raised by sun dafaozi at the beginning.

In the past few years when Aishang Fayi opened its shop in No. 1 middle school, it was the most popular among these gangsters. At the door of the hair salon, there were often several young men with different hair colors, all of whom were not afraid of the cold, wearing jeans, T-shirts and the only cotton padded clothes for the winter, with their arms open. It seemed that they wanted to tell everyone not to provoke them. They were young and angry.

When Shen Dapeng saw this "colorful" scene at the door of the hair salon, he couldn't help thinking of Yuan Shuai, the yellow hair who opposed him in high school. He estimated that the yellow hair was made by Aishang, but he didn't dare to compliment the aesthetics of people like yuan Shuai.

Unfortunately, even if he represents the majority, he can't control the thoughts of the minority.

In the past few years or so around 2000, the series of films "old perplexed boy" set off a climax of brotherhood in Hong Kong, Taiwan and the mainland. In the films, Chen Haonan and pheasant are the most outstanding representatives, and their hairstyles have become "models" for many young people to follow.

Ordinary students have no choice but to shave their heads in accordance with the requirements of the school, but for some naughty students and small gangsters outside the school, the "gun head" of pheasant and Chen Haonan's elegant long hair have become synonymous with handsome. What's more, they dye their long hair or burn it upright to prove their independence.

Hair dyeing, perming, straightening and wave pressing have become popular for a time, but after all, this unique style only appears in special young groups and is not accepted by the public. Over time, it has become a "non mainstream" in people's mouth. If you add willow nail jacket and unique tattoo, it is a more distinctive "kill Matt"!

Shen Dapeng recalls that when he graduated from high school in his previous life, he also wanted to be a "non mainstream", but family conditions did not allow him to waste money on hair dyeing and perm, so he could only be a mainstream. He envied and yearned for it at that time, but now it seems that he just felt that he was pure and frivolous at that time.

Shen Dapeng's hairstyle is neither handsome nor special. He looks more like a good boy who hasn't had a haircut for a long time. When he opened the door and entered the hair salon, he was provoked by the little gangster at the door and spit out a cigarette. However, he didn't want to respond to these children. He didn't even look at the provocative little gangster and went straight into the house.

Aishang's hairdressing area is not large. There are only four barber seats with two or two back-to-back. This may be because it's not time for school, or because both senior one and senior two students are on vacation. No one has a haircut in the room, but there are several "non mainstream" young people sitting askew in the seats.

"A haircut or a perm?" A young man with a cigarette in his mouth glanced at Shen Dapeng. He looked honest and obedient. He was no different from ordinary students, so he didn't take it seriously.

Shen Dapeng looked around the room and didn't see the person he was looking for. "Isn't Hu Ming there?"

"Are you looking for brother Ming? He's going to the bathroom! "

The young man looked up and down at Shen Dapeng jokingly, and finally gave a cold hum of disdain, "children, if you have a simple haircut, go to another shop. Brother Ming only makes our handsome hairstyle. Brother Ming doesn't bother to do your kind inch!"

"Oh? Oh, Hu Ming is so powerful now? " Shen Dapeng felt funny. He had not been called a "child" for a long time. Unexpectedly, he was called that by the children in his eyes today.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by another long hair with red hair, "what's Hu Ming? Hu Ming's is brother Ming. Are you a student of No. 1 middle school who dares to call brother Ming's name and is not afraid of meeting ghosts at night?"

"I'm not afraid of ghosts. I'm afraid of living people who look like ghosts or who don't have people and ghosts!"

Shen Dapeng looked at the two "non mainstream" young people who had just spoken again with the same playful eyes as when the young people looked at him just now.

Red hair and long hair knew for a moment that he was scolding him for being neither human nor ghost. At that time, his anger soared, and his long hair standing upright on his head seemed to stretch a little, "little boy, who do you say is not human or ghost? You're not a mixed man, are you? Is it protected by the old Taoist priest of No. 8 middle school? Or did the old dog of No. 3 middle school ask you to make trouble? "

Several non mainstream surged up and surrounded Shen Dapeng in the middle. When several people outside heard the sound in the room, they all opened the door and entered. The already small hair salon was immediately crowded with more than a dozen non mainstream. The scene was spectacular. Shen Dapeng could only try to find memories from his original high school life.

"Shout what? Ghosts cry and wolves howl. Who stepped on your tail? Or who will make trouble with me? "

Just as more than a dozen non mainstream people were eyeing Shen Dapeng and wanted to solve the problem, a few words of abuse came from the bathroom. Then a young man with a shaved gun head came out. Without washing his hands, he carried his pants zipper and walked to Shen Dapeng. Just when he wanted to curse again, he was suddenly stunned.

"Hu Ming, I haven't seen you for more than half a year. Your business is doing well. There are security guards to watch the door for you!"

"Peng, brother Peng? Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time. What brings you here? I haven't seen you since you graduated! Where's brother Pao? Why didn't I come with you? " Hu Ming tiptoed to the door to make sure sun dafaozi didn't come with him, and his nervous mood eased slightly.