After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

Chapter 135 Unfinished Hair Cut
[Hello anchor, hello everyone, hello assistant. 】This time it was a cute little girl who came up.

The live broadcast room was slightly relieved by the sentimental atmosphere of heroic friendship just now.

[Hello, hello sister, you are so cute. 】

[I'm so envious of this amount of hair, I can't even see the seams. 】

Gu Ling glanced at the other party's face, greeted the other party with a smile, and unconsciously lowered her voice, very gentle.

Seeing that everyone was so kind, the little girl pursed her lips and her expression became more relaxed. She glanced at the gift bar and gave the gift first.

I just told my troubles. [Anchor Da, and everyone, what I’m going to say next is definitely not meant to be boastful or fake modesty. My trouble is that I have too much hair. I trim it every year, but basically it will be back again within three months. It grows to the length of the shawl. At first, my parents thought, this is good, at least there is no risk of baldness.

But since I entered the modeling industry after I became an adult, my hair style needs to be changed frequently. The volume and growth speed of my hair have affected my work. For this reason, I missed a lot of opportunities, which is the most distressing for me. In fact, it is not the loss of money. After all, our family has enough to eat.
What bothers me is that I often dream about wearing red clothes and combing my hair over and over again. Once I woke up and cried. I don’t know why I cried when I combed my hair. I just felt very sad. Ah, I and Lengxixi has cooperated before, and it was Lengxixi's brother who said that this place can solve things that my medicine can't explain. 】

So, here she is.

This girl's appearance is really lovable, she is the kind of existence that can be highlighted without need, and that makes you feel like caring all the time.

【Ah, I seem to know who she is. After all, the difference is not very big after removing the makeup. She is the famous girl who grows grass on the Internet. People who sell Lolita clothes like to invite her. She looks too much like a real doll. 】

[It turned out to be the girl who planted grass. I said why she was so polite. I didn't mean to be sarcastic. I really think that in the modeling industry, the girl who planted grass in Lolita is the most gentle and lovely, the most polite and polite. 】

[Lolita seems to be from the Neon side. Don’t they like to talk about these little etiquettes the most, and they can hold their chests and bow ten or eight times to everyone they see. 】

[It's almost done, let's be positive, we must not forget the dross and the national pumpkin, but why should we derogate others' strengths, isn't it good to learn from each other's strengths? 】

With so many people in the live broadcast room, there are often disagreements.

Gu Ling is used to it, and doesn't watch much at all, knowing that they will adjust their emotions after a while. Generally, fans in the live broadcast room don't like to be carried out. If they are carried out and then come in, they might miss the wonderful moment of eating melons.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, this confrontational statement was brushed away by other people, and a rain of small gifts came to follow suit, which ended the conflict, and the two of them stopped confronting each other.

Gu Ling also saw the little girl's face, and said lovingly: "Let me tell a story. After the story, you go down the wheat and contact the little assistant to give you your current address. There is something for you. You cut it off with your own hands." , In the future, my hair will be fine, my dreams will be fine, and my mood will be back to normal.”

[Okay, please tell the anchor. 】

[Eh eh?It's rare for the store manager to tell a story. Even the female artillery soldier just now was full of stories, but she didn't tell them. 】

[I checked just now, and the matter of that respectable old lady is really not easy to magnify, and it would be bad to be carried away from the live broadcast room later. 】

[Understood, I am sorry. 】

Gu Ling took a sip of water and began to tell a story from a long time ago.

A long time ago, there was a vast land bordering each other, which was divided into a dozen countries.

Among them, the largest country and the second largest country often form cliques, you harass me, I spy on you, and the dispute has never ended.

The evil star general of the strongest country is extremely powerful and victorious in every battle. In a border friction, the strongest country finally decided to take advantage of the victory and pursue it. The youngest princess is childhood sweetheart, and the two also made a vow to grow old together next year.

On the day of the wedding, the bride was dressing up, her waist-length hair was black and beautiful, and she was held in the hands of the little general of the god of war, who could not put it down. When the two were about to bridal chamber, the drums of war rang, and the general only left a word of waiting before rushing to the battlefield fight.

After all, there is something lacking in young people. The strongest country is the strongest country after all. It recruited several small countries around it to cooperate with the outside world and contribute to the capital of the second strongest country. The princess was dressed in red and waited for more than a month. Put on white clothes resolutely and dance with your life.

Dance is not a joke, it is the last trump card of this dynasty, the white dress used for sacrifices, use your own life as a sacrifice, dance in the fire, in exchange for the mercy of the heavens, disasters from the sky to neighboring countries, the little princess sacrificed her life After more than ten years of self-cultivation in the kingdom, she was named the princess.

She carries the power of virtue on her body, and when she is reincarnated, it will be a world of peace. Her parents love her without worrying about food and clothing, and she is as beautiful as a flower and has a pleasant temperament. Over here, longings and remnant souls cling to the hair, unwilling to leave, unable to enter reincarnation, and separated from the sweetheart forever.

That's all for the story. "If you don't cut off this intergenerational love, it will be bad for both parties. The little general will not enter the reincarnation and turn into a ghost. At that time, is it what the little princess wants to see again?"

On the other side of the camera, the girl whose ID is Chuchu Baby is already in tears.

The picture in the dream seems to be clearer at this moment.

The tall body that she couldn't see her face said over and over again that she was so beautiful, and she smelled the fragrance of her hair over and over again.

Turn around but never see the other person's face.

[I'm a grass, I don't have to worry about food and clothing, I'm as beautiful as a flower, and I'm so cute, the little princess can't be this girl who grows grass! 】

[Brother, let’s not talk about Ji, civilized you and me. 】

The girl closed her eyes, and tears rolled down like pearls. She suddenly felt heartbroken, but she still wanted to ask. "If you don't cut it off."

Gu Ling sighed. "That's your choice, I can only offer suggestions and methods, but seeing that you have the power of merit and virtue, I have accumulated merit for helping you, I have something to remind you, all ghosts who cannot enter reincarnation, The final result is not to be involved in a bad cycle of bloody killings, or even if you forget about love and only know possession after a long time, you will not get a response."

Some memories are worse than just memories.

Baby Chuchu thanked her, and sadly downloaded it.

The black characters on the side had already been prepared, took the red line given by Gu Ling, and waited for the coordinates from Xu Xinyi.

After waiting for a while, Xu Xinyi did not give the coordinates, because the other party did not contact her or reply.

"Love." Gu Ling shook her head, let her connect three wheats first.

(End of this chapter)