When they returned to the dormitory that night, Li Chunjiao walked in front. She pushed the door open with great momentum and walked in. She slammed the door shut, and Jiang Suinsui, who fell behind her, almost bumped into the door.

Zhao Qianyun was a little surprised in the back: "What's wrong with Li Chunjiao? Is she too tired from rehearsal and angry?"

Jiang Suishun was speechless. He was venting his anger on her? What had she done to offend anyone?

Too lazy to argue with Li Chunjiao, Jiang Suinsui took the basin to wash up.

The conditions in the school dormitories were very simple. If you wanted to take a shower, you could only fetch some hot water and wash yourself in the corner of the bathroom.

The weather in Beijing is still quite cool in March and April, and most people only take a shower once or twice a week.

Jiang Suinsui's habit in her previous life was to take a bath every day, and this habit has not changed until now. When she was in Dayan Village, she would boil hot water to wipe her body no matter how cold the winter was. For this, Grandma Jiang often accused her of wasting firewood.

Like Jiang Suisui, Zhao Qianyun also took a shower every day at the beginning, but recently she came back late because she was too tired from rehearsals, and the weather is still very cold, so sometimes she would take a shower. Only Jiang Suisui remained unmoved.

Thinking that she would be performing officially the day after tomorrow, Jiang Suishun decided to wash her hair tomorrow morning.

Thinking of this, she touched her long braid and frowned slightly.

After taking a shower and returning to the dormitory, others were already lying or sitting, reading or chatting.

Jiang Suinsui walked to the bed and sat down, and said to Zhao Qianyun who was wiping her face in front of the mirror: "Qianyun, do you have a pair of scissors?"

"Scissors?" Zhao Qianyun raised her head. "It seems I don't have any... What do you want scissors for?"

Wang Xiaotian poked his head out from the upper floor and said, "I have a pair of scissors, but they are for cutting clothes at home. Do you want to use them?"

Jiang Suunsui nodded and said, "Yes, thank you, Xiaotian. Please lend it to me and I will return it to you later."

Wang Xiaotian climbed down from the upper floor, took out a pair of scissors from his luggage and handed them to her, saying, "You're welcome, but I've used these scissors for many years, so they're a little old. Don't mind throwing them away. Even though they look old, my father sharpened the blades, so they're very sharp!"

Jiang Suisui took it with a smile and said, "Thank you. I wanted something sharp. You really helped me a lot."

Zhao Qianyun was puzzled and asked, "Sui Sui, you want to make clothes too?"

Jiang Suinsui shook her head, picked up the scissors and gestured at her braid, saying, "I want to cut my hair. By the way, can you lend me your mirror?"

"Cut your hair?!" The other roommates sat up one after another and looked at Jiang Suisui in surprise.

"You can cut your own hair?" Zhang Xiu was a little curious. She touched her braid and said hesitantly, "Actually, I've wanted to cut it for a long time. I went back to the city and found that it's not fashionable to have long braids anymore. Girls in the city have fashionable hairstyles."

Ge Hongmei's eyes showed a hint of envy: "Yes, all kinds of hairstyles, youthful and beautiful."

Zhao Qianyun was not surprised, but rather a little excited. She handed the mirror to Jiang Suisui and asked, "What kind of haircut do you want? Actually, I can do it. I often cut my grandparents' hair at home! They all praise me for my good haircut. How about I cut it for you?"

Jiang Sui Sui smiled and said, "I'm not looking for a trendy hairstyle. I just think braids are too long and too much trouble. It would be easier if I cut it shorter, and it would save me trouble when I wash my hair."

"That won't be a problem for me." Zhao Qianyun stood up and sat down beside Jiang Suunshun's bed. "You can't see the back yourself, so it will be more convenient for me to help you cut it."

Jiang Suinsui originally planned to just cut the two braids in two snaps, but after thinking about it, she felt that what Zhao Qianyun said made sense, so she handed the scissors to her and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Barber Zhao."

Zhao Qianyun was quite excited at first, but she was a little scared when she really picked up the scissors. She used to cut hair for her family members, and people would praise her no matter how she cut it. Now she was cutting hair for Jiang Suunsui, and if she cut a dog-bitten hair for such a beautiful girl, she would be guilty.

Seeing Zhao Qianyun looking left and right and not daring to make a move, Jiang Suisui smiled and raised her hand to signal, "Give it to me, I'll make the first cut."

Zhao Qianyun handed the scissors to Jiang Suinsui, and then watched her gesture a few times in front of the mirror. Then, with a click, the knife came down without hesitation for a second, and the braid fell off.

Zhao Qianyun took a deep breath, lifted her braid and said, "Don't you even think about it? I feel a little sad when I see you."

Jiang Suisui touched her half-lightened hair and said, "I've thought about it. I've decided how I want my hair to look like."

As he was speaking, there was another click, and the other braid was cut off.

Zhao Qianyun took another breath of cool air. The others were also stunned. Li Chunjiao sneered softly, "Ugly people are always making trouble. Let's see what kind of weird haircut you get..."

Jiang Suisui handed the scissors back to the stunned Zhao Qianyun and urged, "I'll need you to help me fix it next."

"Cut... how, how do I cut it?" Zhao Qianyun suddenly felt unconfident, "Do I still need to cut it? It's already at my shoulders."

Jiang Suisui nodded: "Just help me tidy up the back a bit, don't touch anything else."

Seeing Jiang Shuinsui's confident look, Zhao Qianyun also calmed down. She followed Jiang Shuinsui's instructions and helped her trim the back of her hair neatly.

After finishing, Zhao Qianyun nodded at the back of Jiang Suishun's head with satisfaction and said, "I'm done!"

Jiang Suinsui turned her head to look in the mirror and gave her a thumbs up: "Not bad, you are worthy of being Barber Zhao. Thank you very much!"

This was the first time Zhao Qianyun received a compliment from someone other than her family. She immediately looked very proud and said, "You're welcome. Come to me next time you need me!"

"Okay, I'll come back next time." Jiang Suisui said, and then stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the scissors, I'll finish cutting the rest."

Zhao Qianyun was stunned and handed over the scissors: "What else do you want to cut?"

Jiang Suisui twirled the broken hair on his cheeks and gently trimmed it while saying, "You will know after I finish trimming it."

She trimmed the hair on her cheeks slightly shorter and gave it an inward-buttoned look. Then he twirled the hair above his forehead, clicked it with a knife, and trimmed it, and a loose and cute bang was born.

Jiang Suisui put down the scissors, looked left and right in front of the mirror, and said with satisfaction, "Finished!"

She looked up and asked, "How is it? It's not messed up, is it?"

While she was having her hair cut, others gathered around her and watched the whole process out of curiosity.

It wasn't until the moment she finished the haircut and raised her head that everyone gasped.

Zhao Qianyun said excitedly: "It looks good!"

Zhang Xiu: "I want to cut my hair too! Sui Sui, can you teach me when you have time?"

Wang Xiaotian scratched his head: "Why does your hair look the same as others' hair, but it also seems to be different in some way..."

Wang Xiaotian has seen many girls with short hair in school. They are indeed neat and generous, but Jiang Suenshun’s is different. She seems to be a little more... prettier?

Jiang Sui Sui couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's nothing, I just trimmed it a little bit. If you want to cut it too, I can help you."

Zhao Qianyun looked at it carefully for a while and then said, "I think this hairstyle suits you best. It sets off your round cheeks and makes you look cute and playful."

Zhang Xiu also nodded: "Indeed... If I cut it, it probably wouldn't have this effect."

Li Chunjiao couldn't help but stand up and walked over to watch. After watching in silence for a long while, she finally curled her lips and said depressedly, "It's just like that. Aren't all girls with short hair like this outside..."

Zhao Qianyun shook her head and explained, "No, Sui Sui's haircut looks better than outside."

She couldn't help but touch Jiang Sunshun's hair and said, "What a lovely head. No, you shouldn't have cut it before the performance. It's unacceptable for you to play the leading female role in a tragedy like this."

Jiang Sui Sui: ???

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and could only say, "Don't worry, I will convince you with my acting skills."

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The next day, Jiang Suinsui got up early, washed her hair, and went downstairs with half-wet hair.

Song Wei Zheng was waiting under a big tree in the dormitory building with his breakfast in a lunch box. He was stunned for a moment when he saw her running towards him.

Jiang Sui Sui smiled and waved in front of him: "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Don't you recognize me?"

Song Wei Zheng touched her half-wet hair and asked softly, "Why did you cut your hair suddenly?"

Jiang Suisui raised her hand and touched her hair, saying, "I've wanted to cut it for a long time. Long braids are too troublesome. I have to braid my hair every day, and it takes a long time to dry my hair when I wash it in the winter."

Seeing that Song Wei Zheng didn't react, she asked unhappily, "Is it ugly? Do you only like girls with long hair?"

Song Weizheng smiled, held her hand and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

He whispered, "It's so beautiful. I was stunned."

Jiang Suisui turned around and smiled happily after hearing this, then snorted and said, "Okay, let's go and have breakfast."

After college started, Jiang Suisui's life was much busier than she had expected. With a full schedule and an unexpected drama performance, she could only spend time with Song Weizhen during breakfast.

Song Wei Zheng got his breakfast and waited for her downstairs. After they ate together, they took a walk in the campus to wake themselves up, and then started a whole day of energetic study.

The atmosphere in the 1970s was still very conservative, and even couples rarely walked hand in hand outside. Jiang Sui Sui and Song Wei Zheng were walking, and along the way they saw many people walking in groups of three or four, some of whom were obviously couples in a relationship, and their eyes were filled with implicit shyness and sweetness.

Jiang Suisui and Song Weizhen walked slowly and unsteadily, their hanging hands brushing against each other from time to time. Such contact was enough to give people a secret happiness.

The early spring wind blew Jiang Suunui's hair, and it was dry before she knew it.

Song Weizheng lowered his head slightly and looked at her, as if looking at a beautiful scenery. In his ears, she whispered about her daily life, study, life, and roommates. Time seemed to slow down at this moment, quiet and beautiful.

Jiang Suisui babbled, "By the way, tomorrow is the freshman orientation meeting. I look forward to your performance, Comrade Xiao Song."

Song Weizheng chuckled: "Comrade No. 1 female lead, I'm looking forward to your performance as well."