Misfortune
Ouyang Jingyi was sitting on the sofa with a cup of steaming hot water. He remembered that when Yang Lu told him to drink more water, his eyes were like his father's. Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yang Lu.
"Did you go home?"
"I'm reading a book! What's wrong?" Yang Lu immediately replied.
? "Under normal circumstances, drinking ginger soup when it rains will be very beneficial.”
"You know so much. Now that I think about it, your words about drinking more water make you look like a white-haired old man!”
"Oh, what do you mean?"
"When I was sick when I was young, I always heard an old man tell me to drink more water.”
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After Ouyang Jingyi sent the message, about five minutes later, Yang Lu sent another message. The message was very short, with only one sentence: Good night!
Although Yang Lu was separated by two phone calls, he could still hear it clearly. He was afraid that he would make Ouyang Jingyi unhappy. Everyone had their own unspeakable secrets, and Yang Lu would not ask about the relationship between them at this time. Asking would only make Ouyang Jingyi unhappy, and she wouldn't hate her.
Yang Lu felt that he was really unlucky. Ouyang Jingyi still caught a cold and didn't go to school the next day. She called Wu Qing 'ai to ask for leave.
Yang Lu also received a call from Ouyang Jingyi. She told him that when she woke up in the morning, she felt dizzy and her body temperature was as high as 39 degrees Celsius. She was very weak and needed to take some medicine to recover.
There was an empty seat beside Wang Xinyan. Yang Lu looked at Ouyang Jingyi with guilt, but he knew that it was all in vain. Therefore, Yang Lu could only let Ouyang Jingyi have a good rest and wait for her to recover before going to school.
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After class, Wu Qing 'ai sent a new school rule to the third-year students. In May, which was next week, all the third-year students, including day students, had to study at night in school until the college entrance examination.
Yang Lu knew that the college entrance examination was at the last moment. He was preparing for a mock exam in the intense and intensive practice. Yang Lu was also full of anticipation. He wanted to know if he could really achieve better results in such a high-intensity mock exam.
The teaching quality of this school was also one of the best in the Eastern State. It could enter the top five. According to the exam results of the past years, the results at this time would usually only be obtained in the last month. minimal
Sometimes, it was explosive, and sometimes, it was silent.
This was a weekend where they could spend their time freely. Many students did not stay in the classroom to study. Instead, they went to the city or nearby to play in groups of twos and threes.
He had been cultivating in seclusion for the past month. He wanted to take advantage of this last time to rest well.
Although the weather in the south was continuous with autumn rain, the temperature would become very high in April and May.
For two consecutive days, rain fell intermittently over Mountain River City, dyeing the originally clear sky into a blue lake. However, the temperature was getting higher by the day. From time to time, there would be a stifling heat like the early arrival of summer.
It had been some time since Yang Lu had returned from the Eastern State. This time, he had won the lottery. Not only did he get the information fee from Qingyun Company, but he also earned a lot of money from the sales of a song. Although he had bought some things for Liu Ming and the others, he still had to treat them to a meal.
Although he couldn't tell anyone that he had won the lottery, he could tell everyone that the one million yuan was given to him by Qingyun. That way, he could explain why he had so much money. It was not easy to have a weekend, so Yang Lu planned to have a big meal with his buddies, and then face the hard life in the future.
Liu Ming and the others often invited Yang Lu to go out and play together, but Yang Lu was focused on his studies and didn't pay much attention to them. Yang Lu didn't want to have any conflict with these three good brothers.
"Master Ming, where did you go?"
"My God, what's going on? Even the top student called me. I don't have to study anymore.”
"Go, go, go. I'm asking you where you are.”
"I'm playing pool with three friends here. Do you want to come?”Liu Ming asked in confusion.
Yang Lu heard a strong voice of doubt from the other end of the phone. He was very helpless. He smiled bitterly and said,"Wait for me, I'll be right there!”
Nowadays, young people had no entertainment places for them to pass the time. They could only play games or pool in Internet cafes.
In Yang Lu's memory, this was a newly opened billiard club. It was larger and had a better environment. The only drawback was that the price was twice as high as other clubs. However, because of its good location and new facilities, business was still booming.
When Yang Lu arrived at the square table, Liu Ming and the others were already playing in full swing, while Zhu Ziheng did not have any " schedule ". When he saw Yang Lu, he handed the cue in his hand to him and said excitedly,""Come, come, come. The ball is ready. We're just waiting for you to start.”
Yang Lu took the cue stick without hesitation and smashed it heavily on the white ball. The ball on the table immediately broke into pieces and flew towards the holes in all directions. With a bang, the white ball fell into the hole on the opposite side.
"Nice shot!" Zhu Ziheng did not stand on ceremony and praised him directly.
Yang Lu replied. This was a f * cking mockery. However, he was still very satisfied with his skills.
Yang Lu glanced at the colorful ball that was still rolling and suddenly felt a little discouraged. This was too much of a bully.
Zhu Ziheng ignored Yang Lu's disdain and proudly put the white ball away. Then he bent down and blew at his hair that covered his eyes. He then adjusted his angle again, but he did not see his putter, which made Yang Lu very embarrassed.
He turned his head to take a look and realized that Liu Ming and Wang Batian were doing the same thing. Hence, he took a closer look and realized that everyone in the room was doing the same thing. Youngsters nowadays liked Heavenly King Guo's 30 - 70 score the most, and it was the same for most of them.
Yang Lu rubbed the fringe on his forehead and pulled it down to the tip of his nose. When he thought of the image of those women in the future world, Yang Lu suddenly felt that his current image was too evil.
He slammed the cue stick in his hand on the table and stood in front of Zhu Ziheng. Then, he said to Liu Ming and his companion,""Let's go eat."
As he spoke, he ignored their expressions and walked straight to the counter. He took out a hundred-yuan bill and was about to pay to leave.
Liu Ming was still happily waving the golf ball around. When he heard that there was delicious food, he threw the golf club away and ran out with his clothes. The three of them pushed and shoved each other, almost knocking the door open.
The boss was frightened. Yang Lu also covered his face. This was too embarrassing.
These greedy fellows, he had treated them to a meal. What was the use of them working so hard? Weren't they just waiting outside obediently?
Yang Lu deliberately went downstairs unhurriedly. When he reached the street, there were indeed three people waiting there obediently. However, it could be seen that he was in a good mood and had a good time.
Wang Batian's eyes lit up. Seeing Yang Lu come out from inside, he quickly went up to him," Yang Lu, what do you want to invite? Are we going to KFC? I want two big guys, one on the left and one on the right. That feeling…"
In China, there was a saying," South KFC, North McDonald's."
KFC only opened in Shanshui City last year. Until Yang Lu's resurrection, there was no more KFC. As for McDonald's, it was needless to say.
On the first day of KFC's opening, business was very good. The scene could be described as a sea of people. Ordinary people could not imagine it. When it was time for dinner, the queue would stretch all the way to the door. At the busiest time, the queue could stretch hundreds of meters away, just like the modern apple fans. KFC had been in operation for almost a year. Its popularity was no longer as exaggerated as before, but it was still a favorite of many young people and the first choice for many college students to date.
Seeing that Wang Batian was about to drool at the end of his sentence, Yang Lu kicked him, gritted his teeth and cursed,"Ignorant fellow, is KFC that big? Isn't this McDonald's?"
Liu Ming and Zhu Ziheng were laughing so hard that they were rolling back and forth. Wang Batian rubbed his head awkwardly and said shamelessly,"Sure, McDonald's it is. You can treat us to a meal. We can have as many hamburgers as we want. I'm starving.”
"What's so good about that?" Yang Lu said angrily.”
"Alright, please. Whatever you say!”Wang Batian finally succumbed to Yang Lu's dominance. After all, this meal was his treat. This was Master's intention.
"Where are we eating?" Liu Ming, on the other hand, was more concerned about the sumptuous food that Yang Lu mentioned.
"Wait, let's find a hotel and have a good meal. But before dinner, I have to do your hair. This hairstyle is so stupid!”
Yang Lu was speechless when he saw the three middle points. The three middle points were very accurate as if they were measured with a ruler.
Yang Lu and his three friends, including himself, lined up in the nearest barbershop and walked in.
The shop was not big, but the environment and business were good. Many students came to get a haircut today. As soon as the four of them entered, the seats were full. A blond hairdresser with a center parting greeted them.
Liu Ming took the lead and sat in his seat. Yang Lu grabbed the hairdresser who was about to tie a scarf for him and said to Liu Ming,""Aren't you going to do your hair? Why are you waiting here?”
"What's there to cut? Liu Ming asked in confusion. He didn't know what Yang Lu was talking about.
Everyone looked at him in confusion.
Yang Lu looked at them and then at the barbershop with a mid-parted hairstyle. He suddenly felt that Heavenly King Guo was giving this generation of young people the same poison. Not only did " I Can't Stop Loving You " become popular all over the country, but even his hairstyle also became red, like the plague.
"You can leave now. When I'm done, you can cut it. I'll let you see what true fashion and handsomeness are!”
Yang Lu chased Liu Ming down from the chair and went up himself. Then, he said to the blonde hairdresser,""Cut me a bullet and give me the bullet!”
The blonde was confused. He looked at Yang Lu in the mirror and asked," Brother, what's a bullet?"
Liu Ming and the others were stunned when they heard that Yang Lu wanted to discuss bullets. They had never heard of bullets before.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Ziheng gave Liu Ming and Chen Yu a meaningful glance before chuckling." Slap. Head."”
The other two immediately understood. The three of them looked at themselves in the mirror and tried to suppress their laughter.
Yang Lu didn't pay attention to these three idiots. Instead, he looked at the blonde." It doesn't matter if you didn't know how to cut hair before. I'll teach you how to cut hair. You just have to follow me."”
As she spoke, she pointed at her hair in front of the mirror and explained to him the most popular bullets and bullets. After listening to Yang Lu's explanation, the yellow-haired guy showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, because he didn't think it was a very beautiful hairstyle.
She smoothed her hair with the comb in her hand and said to Yang Lu,""All the celebrities in Hong Kong and Taiwan look like this. The hairstyle you mentioned just now is too tacky.”
"Your hair is too long. I'll help you trim it and use some conditioner. I bet your hair will become soft and supple. Many girls will like it.”
Yang Lu smiled and said," Really? Is this kind of middle split very popular?"”
"Of course. You saw it yourself. Many young people nowadays have such hairstyles. Who would care about the kind of hair you're talking about? It sounds very old-fashioned.”
The blonde was very confident that he could convince the young man to change his mind so that his reputation in the " washing, cutting and blowing world " wouldn't plummet.
"Also, if you think black isn't international enough, you can dye your hair yellow like me.”
Yang Lu looked at the confident blonde hairdresser in front of him and smiled.""I'm a good student. I won't dye my hair yellow for the rest of my life.”Also, I can't stand your feathers.”
"Look at how unpleasant your words are. How is that chicken feather? That's the color that only foreigners have.”The blonde was a little unhappy, but he still smiled and said,""Many girls like my clothes. I used them to soak my hands.”
Yang Lu laughed." That's too bad. I only chose the genius goddess!" This is not on the same level."
"This bragging ability is really great. This is much better than the hairdryer in my hand!”The blonde hairdresser couldn't believe it. In his opinion, Yang Lu was too good at bragging. How could he be worthy of the school belle with his unattractive appearance? It was simply a fantasy.
Liu Ming patted Yang Lu's shoulder." Bro, don't joke with him. His girlfriend is the most beautiful girl in our school."”
"Brother, I'm not talking about you. If you want to make a name for yourself in this industry, you have to learn more and see the outside world.”Yang Lu said.
"Let me tell you, I just went to the Eastern State last week. What kind of hair is popular there recently?”
"That's right, it's a bullet."
"If you weren't tall and obviously a good hairdresser, I wouldn't have taught you this hairstyle.”
Yang Lu's face was magnanimous and disdainful as he continued to fool the yellow-haired man.
The yellow-haired guy felt bad. He was being too considerate to remind a young man not to wear such an unheard of hairstyle.
But now, this guy actually called him " Big Brother ". This was clearly a third-year student, yet he actually called him " Big Brother ". This was simply a great humiliation.
Liu Ming looked at the blonde in disbelief. He felt sorry for the hairdresser. Why would he say such nonsense to Yang Lu?
Ever since the fever last time, he seemed to have changed into a different person. Ever since he took the "immortal pill", his mouth became sweeter than before. They didn't even dare to talk to him, yet he was still talking nonsense with him. Wasn't he asking for trouble? Do you think you've lived for a long time?
The yellow-haired guy couldn't win against Yang Lu, so he could only persuade him nicely. As for whether he was willing to listen or not, that was Yang Lu's business. The yellow-haired punk suppressed his depression. Under Yang Lu's guidance, it took him more than twenty minutes to cut off the bullet that Yang Lu had asked him to make.
Yang Lu looked at himself in the mirror. He felt his head was light, and his whole body was much more energetic.
It had to be said that Goldie's taste was very bad. He always liked to use the word "international" to describe it, but his hairdressing skills were indeed very good. After all, he graduated from a world-famous color college, so his skills were quite good.
Although there were still some flaws, Yang Lu was very satisfied with his first editing.
Yang Lu stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. Then, he asked Goldie for a bottle of curry water and combed his hair straight. A cool bullet head was born.
In 2004, young people had yet to come into contact with fashion. The fashion they talked about was actually watching the celebrities on TV, watching their clothes, watching their hairstyles, watching them imitate, watching them chase after each other.
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