Chapter 784

Originally, Hu Ming was wondering. Now when Shen Dapeng mentioned Su Su Su, he was also playing drums. Is it because Su Su Su that he came to trouble?

He hasn't heard Su Su mention that he knows Shen Dapeng, a difficult role. Does Shen Dapeng like Su Su Su? After coming back from the holiday, I heard that I had chased Su Su, so I came to warn you?

Hu Mingxin has a lingering fear, but he is also very happy. Fortunately, after Su Su refused, he didn't force Su Su, otherwise... Looking at Shen Dapeng's cold eyes will only make him get into trouble.

"It seems that we need to take down Su Su's advertising photos soon. Also, we must ask Su Su clearly to see what relationship she has with Shen Dapeng? It's too scary to recognize a dry sister. "

Hu Ming was always frightened at the beginning of his first scissors, but Shen Dapeng didn't say anything more about Su Su Su until he finished cutting his neat short hair. Instead, he didn't know what to do. He had to make up his mind secretly and find a chance to make it clear to Su Su Su.

"Brother Peng, after cutting, are you satisfied with this hairstyle? Do you use gel water for modeling? " Hu Ming carefully took off the barber cloth in front of Shen Dapeng and blew off most of his broken hair with a hair dryer. He held gel water in his hand. He didn't dare to take the next step without Shen Dapeng's consent.

"No! It's very easy! "

Shen Dapeng stared at himself in the mirror and patted his scattered broken hair. The original sloppy hair was cut off and turned into a handsome hairstyle with shorter sideburns on both sides and longer in the middle. If he could repair his hairy beard, his overall image could be increased by at least 20 points, "how much?"

"Brother Peng came to me for a haircut. That's to give me face. I don't want money to hit my face!" When Shen Dapeng took out his pocket and took out the money, Hu Ming waved back and forth. Can he remember that he once took charge of sun dafaozi for money, but sun dafaozi led someone to block the door of his store for a week. Now sun dafaozi's eldest brother comes for a haircut, and he dares to take the money?

"Then I'll give you ten dollars!" Shen Dapeng doesn't like to take advantage of others, let alone owe money to craftsmen like Hu Ming. He threw ten yuan on the table, put on his coat and left.

"Brother Peng..."

Hu Ming stopped Shen Dapeng. Originally, he wanted to explain what happened between him and Su Su, but he was afraid that if he didn't make it clear, he would provoke Shen Dapeng's misunderstanding, so he could only change his words awkwardly and tangled, "are all broken stubbles, don't you rush your hair?"

"No!" Shen Dapeng set up the collar of his down jacket and tried his best to keep warm. He strode out of the door. At the moment of closing the door, he couldn't help glancing at the picture of Su Su Su hanging on the wall in the room. It was still a pure and youthful face, but a little less stubborn and smiling.

Shen Dapeng walked slowly in the alley at the side door of No. 1 middle school. The wall familiar to his alma mater of No. 1 middle school heard the bell for class and after class for countless times, as well as the senior three students who rushed out of the teaching building after the school bell rang, as well as their shouting and playing.

"Roar!" Shen Dapeng's heart is warm, but he feels that his whole body is invaded by the cold wind. He can't help but sigh that the heating measures in the north are really overbearing. The temperature difference between inside and outside the house is 50 or 60 degrees. He is not a native northerner. He may not be able to stand it.

However, separated from him by a wall, the group of senior three students who rushed out of the school seemed not afraid of the cold and ran frantically to the so-called "freedom" outside the school gate.

The childish faces in twos and threes passed Shen Dapeng. Sometimes they cast curious eyes, and sometimes they are the flower crazy eyes of girls looking at handsome boys. Coupled with occasional whispers and laughter that can't be heard clearly, it can be seen that Shen Dapeng's hair style is successful this time, or he has grown to more than one meter and eight meters tall.

Shen Dapeng walked slowly through the side door of the school where he had entered and exited countless times. He looked up at the four characters "Qingshu No. 1 middle school" on the roof of the teaching building. The red list of last year's college entrance examination was still pasted on the side door. Six months later, the red color of the red list has faded, but Shen Dapeng's three characters are still the top.

In Qingshu county and even key high schools in the provincial capital, it is very difficult for students to enter Shuimu University. Now, Shen Dapeng, the national champion of liberal arts, has won honor for the county and schools. If the county No. 1 middle school does not make good publicity for a few years, it is afraid that it will suffer from the county head, the president and the teachers of the school.

Shen Dapeng can only laugh off the old publicity and enrollment means of the school. This is the place where he worked hard and has memories that he can't forget all his life. However, it's just memories.

Life has a long way to go. No matter how beautiful or painful memories are, they can't lead the way. Whether it's a broad road or a steep mountain road, only by sticking to moving forward step by step can we get closer to the end.

However, on the difficult road that Shen Dapeng has chosen, who can share the wind and rain without complaint and regret? When his slightly lonely back disappeared at the corner of the alley, he didn't notice that a flash of shining eyes stayed in his footsteps the second before.

"Shen Dapeng?" The kind-hearted owner has a delicate face, simple ponytail, dark blue jeans, tens of dollars of woolen cotton shoes and more than 100 yuan of black knee down jacket. None of them belongs to the invincible junior high school girl, but many of them are all worn on the same girl.

If Shen Dapeng could stay for a moment, or inadvertently glance back, he might find the familiar figure in the crowd. Just for a moment, he couldn't see the Su Su Su he hadn't seen for a long time!!

Su Su hurried to the corner to look for her uncertain figure, but when she stood where Shen Dapeng had just left, she couldn't see the figure in her mind.

Aishang Fayi, those non mainstream young people who killed Matt were scolded and didn't come back. Hu Ming was boring cleaning Shen Dapeng's broken hair cut and scattered all over the ground. The door was gently opened, and a cold air mixed with white mist was wrapped in the wind at the crack of the door.

Hu Ming swept the floor with his back to the door. He didn't see who the visitors were. He thought those non mainstream people came back. He couldn't help muttering and scolding, "you bastards, do you know who the people were just now? No big or small, are you going to kill me? Or destroy my shop? "

"Huh? Brother Ming, who just came? I'm so angry with you? " Su Su playfully got into the house, rubbed his hands and feet with cold, bumped into the warm position next to the radiator, and smoked the frozen snot without regard to the image.

"Su Su is here. I thought it was those little bastards who came back to make trouble again!" Hu Ming sweeps his broken hair into a pile and carefully sweeps it to the corner of the door.