Window stickers

It turns out that she is Zou Weichen's sister, not his girlfriend.

Zou Weichen is not in love.

For some reason, Shan Yun's anger suddenly disappeared. He had a very good eye for people, and Zou Weichen didn't look like someone who would fall in love too early.

The owner of the barber shop came out to throw away the trash and saw Shan Yun still standing at the door. He smiled and greeted him, "Handsome man, please come get a haircut again next time."

"Shan Yun?"

Before Shan Yun responded to his boss's words, he heard a sudden brake behind him, followed by a familiar voice with a hint of uncertainty. He froze for a moment, and turned back hesitantly. Sure enough, Zou Weichen was standing on one foot, holding onto his bicycle, looking at him with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Uh, ha ha ha, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to run into you here." Shan Yun touched his head and saw Zou Weichen's eyes on his head. He realized his newly cut hair, so he put the hood of his sweater on his head and smiled awkwardly, "Is your home here?"

"Yeah." Zou Weichen nodded, "You come here to get a haircut?"

"Hehe, yes, haircut, haircut." Shan Yun gave an even more awkward smile and avoided Zou Weichen's gaze.

He could say that he was just bored and came here just to confirm whether this was Zou Weichen's home.

"You took a detour of more than ten minutes to come here just to get a haircut? Aren't the two stores across from your house open today?"

There are several barber shops across the river from my grandmother's house, less than a minute's walk across the bridge. Two of them are quite good, and people around here love to go there to get their hair cut, so their business is pretty good.

"No, haha, no, no." Shan Yun really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. His face was almost frozen from laughing. The guy in front of him kept asking, looking so unconvinced.

"Ah Chen, who are you talking to?" Seeing that Zou Weichen was taking a long time to come in and even stopped to talk to someone, Zou Yue couldn't help but come out and ask, "Is he your classmate? Why don't you invite him in to sit down?"

"Well, grandma is calling me back. Bye." Shan Yun seized the opportunity and hurried away while Zou Weichen was diverting his attention to answer Zou Yue's words.

Zou Weichen looked at the direction Shan Yun left and asked, "Isn't this the right way to go to Grandma Xu's house?"

Shan Yun took two steps at a time and hurried to the corner before he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at his new hairstyle through the window glass. He could already imagine the expressions and ruthless ridicule of Jixiang Jiangzhe and the others when they saw him. He touched his hair, turned around and went to the commercial street.

Shan Yun put on his newly bought duckbill cap and walked home with satisfaction.

On the way, he happened to pass by a building materials market. Shan Yun stood at the intersection, looking at the doors of the shops selling furniture and building materials. He thought of something, so he turned in.

"Boss, can you help me replace the windows here?" Shan Yun asked as soon as he entered the store.

"Of course you can. What style do you want to change it to? How big is the window? I'll take you to see the styles." The boss led Shan Yun into the store.

"I want to replace it with a light-blocking window, one that can protect privacy, where outsiders can't see what's inside..." Shan Yun explained frantically, fearing that the boss wouldn't understand.

Since she found out yesterday that Zou Weichen lived next door and would often appear on the terrace, she was afraid that he would catch her doing something in the room and it would be embarrassing, so Shan Yun no longer dared to open the curtains.

"I know, I know. What about the window size?"

Shan Yun opened the photo album on his mobile phone and showed it to his boss. Fortunately, he had taken photos of the room.

"Oh." The boss understood and returned the phone. "I can see that your window has been installed for less than a month. It doesn't need to be replaced. I won't cheat you. I'll introduce you to a kind of window sticker. These are all. Do you want double-sided isolation or single-sided isolation?"

"What's the difference?"

"Double-sided means that the outside cannot see inside, and the inside cannot see outside. Single-sided means that the outside cannot see inside, but the inside can see outside."

Shan Yun touched his chin, thought for a moment, and said with certainty: "One-sided." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt inexplicably guilty, as if he had done something bad.

As soon as he got home, Shan Yun immediately leaned out of the window and looked around. After making sure that there was no one opposite him, he hurriedly put on the film.

In order to test whether people outside could see what was inside, he even took a selfie stick and stretched it to the opposite side to record the video.

The boss really didn't cheat him, the window film worked very well.

Shan Yun clapped his hands in satisfaction. From now on, the left window would not be opened and only the left curtain would be opened. This way, the room's brightness would be sufficient while maintaining privacy.

As long as he didn't open the window on the left, he wouldn't be embarrassed if Zou Weichen suddenly appeared on the terrace.

And he could occasionally peek through the window on the left to see what was happening on the other side. Shan Yun stretched out his hand to tighten the raised corners of the film, revealing a wicked smile.

After everything was ready, he installed the computer sent by Uncle Zhao, turned on the computer with satisfaction, and planned to relax in the last half of the weekend. While playing games, he would look up at the window sticker from time to time.

He even looked forward to Zou Weichen appearing on the terrace so that he could see what the other person was doing through the window.

Shan Yun, isn't it a bit immoral to peek at others like this, and it also feels a bit... Shan Yun thought as he leaned back in his chair, swaying slightly and staring at the window.

Monday morning.

When Shan Yun went downstairs, he saw Zou Weichen queuing to buy buns, and Jixiang was standing on the other side of the door staring at him.

"Young Master, have you changed your hairstyle?" Jixiang asked loudly as he saw Shan Yun's head.

Shan Yun made a silent gesture, and seeing that Zou Weichen didn't notice him, he quickly put on his duckbill cap and stuffed a few buns. He grabbed another one and took a bite. He glanced at Zou Weichen and saw that he was lowering his head and seemed to be reciting words. Then he said slowly, "Can you please stop talking about this?"

"Hey, why can't I mention it? Where did you get your haircut? The barber's skills shouldn't be so bad. And last night, Brother Zhang came to my house to eat noodles and said that there was no customer in the whole row of barber shops yesterday. He came to my house to eat noodles last night and also said that there was no customer all day yesterday. Business is difficult..."

Shan Yun immediately covered Jixiang's mouth and looked at Zou Weichen. The other party was already looking in their direction. Shan Yun seemed to have been exposed in his lies. He pulled Jixiang aside and said, "Shut up. No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

Jixiang didn't understand what Shan Yun meant, and was still complaining that Shan Yun's haircut was not very good. He wanted to avoid it by asking where he got it cut.

After hearing Jixiang's comment, Shan Yun became even less confident about this hairstyle. He took off his hat and checked the screen of his mobile phone.

Another brake, Zou Weichen stopped the car in front of them, glanced at Shan Yun's head, and said, "The technology at the forefront of fashion is pretty good, it's worth your trip." After saying that, he rode away without waiting for Shan Yun's response.

Shan Yun's face turned red. Trendy First Line was the name of the hair salon he went to yesterday to get a haircut.

"What does he mean?" Jixiang looked back and forth between the two men. "No, Master Yun, the top scholar talked to you. He actually talked to you!"

"What's so strange about talking to me? Let's go. We'll be late if we don't leave now."

"Hey, Brother Yun, have you changed your hairstyle?" Jiang Zhe walked into the classroom as the bell rang. He saw Shan Yun sitting in his seat at a glance, and he didn't forget to run over to touch the hairstyle on his head.

Shan Yun slapped his hand away and raised his palm, "Do you want a beating?" He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, took out the duckbill cap from the table tube and put it on, then lay on the table and pretended to sleep.

Jiang Zhe also noticed the fun, and after a few words he stopped bothering Shan Yun.

"Students, please take your seats. I have something to announce." Lao Zhao walked in and knocked on the blackboard. He waited patiently for everyone to quiet down before continuing:

"School starts in early March, and we officially enter the second semester of our senior year."

Mr. Zhao knew how to stop at the right time. Sure enough, after the students heard this, the atmosphere in the whole classroom changed.

The students who were looking down suddenly raised their heads. Even Jiang Zhe, who was secretly drinking milk with his head down, stuffed the milk into the tube on the desk and sat up straight.

Shan Yun held his face with one hand. Seeing everyone's reaction, he poked Jiang Zhe and said, "The start of school is the beginning of the second semester of senior year. Does it have any special meaning?"

"The second semester of senior year means we will have to take a unified exam."

The unified examination of M High School is an examination held at the beginning of the second semester of the senior year, which is equivalent to a simulation test for the college entrance examination. The school will rank the students based on the results of this examination and make the last major adjustment of the high school classes, dividing them into excellent classes, key classes, ordinary classes, and specialty classes. Students in specialty classes can also decide in this examination whether to continue to take the college entrance examination as specialty students. The school will adjust the teaching resources according to the class. The better the class, the better the teacher teaching resources it will get.

This means that the chances of being admitted to a good class and a prestigious university are greater.

Although doing so will affect the academic performance of some students due to their difficulty in adapting to the new environment, new classmates, and new teachers, M High School integrates the advantages of students and teaching resources in this way, and the online rate has increased. The benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

Old Zhao seemed very satisfied with everyone's response, and continued: "This also means that it is time to decide the future and destiny. Although Class 2 is a specialty class and basically will not be changed, I hope everyone will treat this opportunity as the college entrance examination. The second thing is to prepare for the 100-day oath-taking ceremony. This is the school's invitation letter. The school sincerely invites all parents to attend. Everyone should go back and communicate with their parents. If you can come, please sign it and give it to the class monitor to collect and summarize it so that the school can arrange the seats."

The class teacher sent the invitation letters to the students.

Shan Yun received the invitation letter, took a look at it, and immediately filled it out with a pen, and also signed the names of Shan Sixiong and Xu Ru.

Yang Xiu, who was sitting at the next table, saw this and asked him quietly, "Brother Yun, didn't you discuss this with the adults? This requires a parent's signature."

Yang Xiu was one of the three people who were in the dark alley with Jiang Zhe that day. He followed Jiang Zhe all day long. He was a little too naive and had limited comprehension. Although he loved to talk, Shan Yun liked him because he was cute and adorable.

But this time, Shan Yun gave him a rare look in return, a very cold look.

Yang Xiu was startled and shrank back to his seat, not daring to look at Shan Yun again.

Shan Yun realized that he had done something wrong, but he was in a very bad mood and was too lazy to apologize to the other party.

He stuffed the invitation into the desk caddy and lay on the table for the whole morning.

He felt like he had fallen asleep, but various images kept flashing through his mind: the crying of a child, the shadow of a fist, the slap in the face, the deep scratch, the blood on his collar, the woman's scolding, his right arm numb with pain... It was like a pile of paste that made his head ache.

Having a deep memory is a really bad thing.