"This is my sister-in-law, call her sister-in-law." Tang Wenwen crawled in from behind, and the six cat kings called her sister-in-law in different ways.
"Let's use Jingtian's hairstyle from yesterday!" Tang Wenwen waved her hand.
"No way? You really want to be Calabash Brothers?" Qin Xiaoyu's mouth was agape.
What are the Calabash Brothers?
"It's nothing. I mean, you're all in the same band, right? There's no need for you to be exactly the same."
“But Jing Tian’s hair is so cool,” one of the boys weakly argued.
“A different hairstyle can still make you handsome. As long as you’re willing, I can do it.”
"Okay, then we'll leave it to your sister-in-law." The group found a place to sit down; they were all around 1.8 meters tall, their long legs swaying around the room.
The old lady who was about to get her hair permed couldn't sit still any longer. She had been quite startled ever since those young men entered the room, and she hurriedly got up to say goodbye.
"I'll come back another day, it's not hot today." After saying that, she ran out the door. What happened to the warning signs of arteriosclerosis and stroke? She ran so fast that Mr. Wang couldn't catch up with her.
Qin Xiaoyu wanted to call Master Wang back, but upon closer inspection, she realized what the old lady was chasing: she was still wearing the barbershop apron.
Fortunately, Qin Xiaoyu sometimes watches talent shows, so she had some impression of the hairstyles of the young male idols. After styling the six people, each with their own characteristics and without being the same, everyone was very satisfied.
"Where's Zhou Xing? Why isn't he coming in? He's such a troublemaker!" someone muttered, getting up and leaving.
Zhou Xing? Qin Xiaoyu then realized that Zhou Xing was involved in music with them; she really hadn't realized it.
Zhou Xing was dragged in by them, struggling all the way.
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