Just turned over a new leaf and became a wise and intelligent student

Chapter 11: Go for a blind haircut and a new hairstyle
It didn't take Xu Qingshan long to figure out how to make his first pot of gold. He didn't need to spend much time or energy, he could make money by learning on his own.

But there is no time to rush, after all, he still needs to make a breakthrough in his performance to unlock the stable use of his home computer.

In order to prevent Xu Qingshan from becoming addicted to the computer, a Lenovo 410m was placed at home, but Xu Qingshan was only allowed to use it for one or two hours under supervision on weekends when his parents came over to look up information or watch movies.

If he wants to use it freely, Xu Qingshan must have the capital to negotiate.

Learning is still the primary productive force!
"Grandma, give me some money. I want to get a haircut."

Xu Qingshan closed the notebook, walked out of the room, went up to his grandmother who was mopping the floor, and asked for money.

"Didn't I just give you 20 this morning? Don't spend money on snacks all day long. It's unhealthy and a waste of money. Money doesn't come from the wind. Your parents work hard at home to earn it."

The little old lady was leaning on a mop, mumbling to herself.

This is what we are used to at home.

In the past, Xu Qingshan didn’t understand why his parents and grandmother talked about money every day, but when he entered society, he understood.

Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.

Although it is not easy to make money with a conscience, you can earn more without a conscience.

"I was memorizing words during lunch, but I was so focused that my meal card fell out when I took it out. I'm going to cut off this dog-hole hair that you don't like, so just give me ten dollars, grandma."

Xu Qingshan is sincere and heartfelt.

In his heart, he secretly sighed that this old lady was really difficult to deal with. She was the only woman in his life to whom he had to speak in a humble manner.

Hearing Xu Qingshan's words, the old lady said "Oh" and looked at Xu Qingshan in surprise for a while.

She had asked Xu Qingshan to cut her hair several times.

Every time after a haircut, the hair looks the same as before. The barber's knife skills can be compared with the meat cutting chef of Lanzhou Ramen.

Xu Qingshan sneered at the side.

The old lady mopped the floor a few more times before she took out a bunch of small-denomination banknotes from her pocket. After choosing for a long time, she picked out a ten-dollar bill that looked relatively complete and gave it to Xu Qingshan.

"Love you, grandma~"

Xu Qingshan took the money and made a heart shape to the old lady.

This overly advanced way of expression earned him the old lady's comment that he was "uncouth" and the mop stick chasing him, so Xu Qingshan went downstairs.

Following the street lights and signs of various shops, Xu Qingshan was looking for the barber shop.

【Aaron Hair Salon】12 yuan for a wash, cut and blow-dry?
It's so expensive. There's no difference between charging 12 for a haircut at that time and charging or later. There's no cost-effectiveness at all.

Xu Qingshan shook his head and continued walking forward.

【Azhen Haircut】A haircut for 10 yuan?
It’s still too expensive. Let’s go to the next one.

Well, this sign is really small and dark.

【Blind Cut】Men only, 5 bucks?
This is great! Wait, what is this?
Xu Qingshan retracted his leg that was about to go to the next store.

With curiosity in his heart, he looked at the sign, found the narrow aisle between the two stores and walked in. He saw a long shop that was probably less than 10 square meters in size. The storefront was so wide that two people couldn't turn around.

Xu Qingshan looked around and saw that it seemed to be an illegally built shed. The store was dark and the lights were not on.

"Here to get your hair cut?"

Xu Qingshan was standing at the door and was about to ask a question when suddenly a hoarse voice came from inside the store.

Hey, I'm inexplicably a little excited.

Why does this scene look so much like a crime scene? I never heard of any serious crime happening in this area later on.

Xu Qingshan claimed that he was not a good person, so he spoke boldly.

"Boss, how do you do this blind cutting?"

"I'm blind, I'm cutting it for you, blind cutting."

The boss was very honest and silenced Xu Qingshan with just one sentence.

Will this really not cause any trouble?

What a beautiful flower.

"Really blind?"

"If you don't believe me, I can cut it for you blindfolded."

The boss was very indifferent to Xu Qingshan's suspicion, as if he was used to it.

"That's not what I meant. I meant, will there really be any problems if I cut it like this?" Xu Qingshan asked curiously.

"If something happens, will I still be able to keep this store? I've been running it for six years."

The boss's aura was extraordinary. "I'm right here. How come I haven't seen him before?"

Xu Qingshan felt it was a bit unreliable.

Blood can flow, the head can be cut off, but the hair cannot be messed.

After hearing what Xu Qingshan said, the boss was silent for a moment and then spoke again.

"You sound quite young. Since you live here, you've occasionally seen those with tough slicked-back hair, slicked-back hair, and buzz cuts, right? I cut them all. I'm the only one on this street who cuts this kind of hair."

Xu Qingshan had almost half of his body out, but he pulled back when he heard this.

08, a small city in the th tier, a barbershop, a blind barber.

These words were so advanced that people in Xu Qingshan's mental state didn't want to miss them at all.

After all, even if the haircut is not good, Xu Qingshan can accept it by just shaving his head bald.

But this experience was so exciting that he had a sense of fate that if he backed down this time, he would never encounter it again in his life.

“Can you really cut it?”

"can."

Xu Qingshan sat down on the barber stool and handed the money to the boss.

The boss took the money, flipped it, turned on the chandelier, turned around and took out five dollars from a cabinet with a small brass lock and returned it to Xu Qingshan.

Just this one move made Xu Qingshan feel at ease.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

The boss took out a sharp razor, and under the light, it reflected a dazzling snowy light in the mirror.

Xu Qingshan closed his eyes and waited for his death.

The boss reached out and touched his head, then pressed his little finger against Xu Qingshan's head.

"Wow"

Xu Qingshan's thick hair fell from his head.

"No, boss, I haven't told you what hairstyle I want."

"Shut up and sit still."

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ten minutes later.

Xu Qingshan walked out of the narrow alley, shook the five dollars in his hand, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Refreshing American style with gradual shaved sideburns.

It’s quite handsome and surprisingly suits Xu Qingshan’s head shape.

When he looked in the mirror under the dim light after having his hair cut, Xu Qingshan began to suspect that he was not in Longjiang but in Brooklyn.

Although Xu Qingshan knows that his current look may not necessarily conform to the public aesthetic, it is at least much better than his original non-mainstream style. At least he feels comfortable and it is easier to wash his hair.

By the way, if I put on a pair of plain black-framed glasses like Jiang Huanxi’s little ostrich, wouldn’t I feel like a natural science champion now?

I touched my head that was freed from the pressure and suddenly felt like I was dreaming back to Tilanqiao.

Xu Qingshan smiled and planned to go home to continue studying.

It attracted a lot of attention along the way.

When she returned home, the old lady saw Xu Qingshan.

First look.

Extra quiet.

Second glance.

"You little bastard, you're out of your mind. I told you not to have androgynous hair, but you gave me a haircut like a prisoner? I told you to have a crew cut, it's better to have a crew cut! People in the army all have crew cuts!"

After being beaten several times, Xu Qingshan borrowed money from the old lady to pay for her next flat head, so that he could go back to his room to study.

Nowadays, the older generation still doesn’t like this kind of short buzz cut.

As the old saying goes.

If there is not even an inch of hair on his head, he is either a monk or a thief.

Note: "Blind haircut is adapted from a real experience", you can share your haircut anecdotes~
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