Chapter 350: Zhong Yanyong is feeling cowardly
"Sister, is your barber shop reliable? Why does it feel a little off? It's located in the residential complex?" Zhong Yanyong followed Kong Xiyan and looked around, always feeling something was amiss.
"What do you know? This is called hiding in the city. The real masters are all in places like this."
"That seems to be true." Zhong Yanyong was quickly convinced by Kong Xiyan. After following Kong Xiyan into a residential building, Zhong Yanyong was puzzled when he saw the elevator in front of him. "Sister, this barber shop is inside a residential building? That's not right, right?"
"This is a private, custom-made haircut, designed to provide customers with a relaxing, home-like feeling." Kong Xiyan entered the elevator and called Zhong Yanyong in as well: "Hurry up, this Tony is very difficult to get an appointment with."
When Zhong Yanyong heard this, he was persuaded again and hurried to catch up.
So he followed her into the elevator and was taken to Kong Xiyan's house.
Kong Xiyan poured Zhong Yanyong a cup of tea, got some fruit, asked him to sit down, and then went to knock on Luo Zhenxuan's door.
"You're back so soon?" Luo Zhenxuan was a little surprised to see Kong Xiyan.
"Will you dye your hair?"
"Never." Luo Zhenxuan shook his head.
"Then find a video to learn from it, and then dye that boy's hair." Kong Xiyan pointed behind her.
"Zhong...Yanyong? Why is he here? His hair..." Luo Zhenxuan saw Zhong Yanyong with green glowing hair sitting on the sofa and drinking tea obediently, and felt an indescribable sense of weirdness.
"Hurry up and learn. I ordered a hair dye set for takeout, and it will be here soon." Kong Xiyan pushed Luo Zhenxuan and said, "Hurry up and learn~"
"Um...don't let him go to the store to dye his hair?" Luo Zhenxuan was still a little hesitant.
"It doesn't matter who makes the money, it will be profitable." Kong Xiyan raised her eyebrows.
Besides, if Zhong Yanyong is not allowed to experience the fear, what will happen if this kid dyes his hair an even weirder color next time?
Otherwise, why do you say this guy is stupid?
Dye your hair in a similar color!
Just that color, assassination, kidnapping, sniping...just pick him and he'll be the one!
A walking target!
"How much do you earn?" Luo Zhenxuan raised his eyebrows.
"It's enough for lunch." Kong Xiyan said vaguely: "I'll treat you to a delicious meal at noon, and give you an extra 100 yuan for your labor."
"That's pretty good." Luo Zhenxuan then went into the house, opened a hair dyeing video and started to learn by himself.
Over here, after Kong Xiyan finished talking to Luo Zhenxuan, she took some of Mo Ya's snacks and handed them to Zhong Yanyong: "I just discussed your situation with Teacher Tony. He said to prepare it first. You can have some snacks. Eat them, you're welcome!"
"Oh..." Zhong Yanyong nodded blankly.
He always felt like something was odd, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
Soon, there was a knock on the door. The hair dye set that Kong Xiyan ordered arrived. She carried the things and went to find Luo Zhenxuan.
Luo Zhenxuan then came out of the door and started mixing with hair dyeing tools.
Zhong Yanyong looked at Luo Zhenxuan's back and felt vaguely familiar with him.
"Xiaoyong, come sit on this chair."
"Oh." Zhong Yanyong nodded and sat on another chair and whispered, "Sister, I think he doesn't seem to be very skilled at stirring it."
"Oh, now that we're here." Kong Xiyan said vaguely, casually wrapped the disposable shawl in the hair dyeing kit around Zhong Yanyong's shoulders, and put plastic earmuffs on him.
At this time, Luo Zhenxuan also came back after mixing the color. He looked Zhong Yanyong up and down and said, "Go wash your hair first."
"Oh yes, I almost forgot." Kong Xiyan quickly took Zhong Yanyong to wash his hair.
"No, sister, do I have to wash my hair myself here?" Zhong Yanyong washed his hair himself, and his doubts deepened.
"Home experience, you know." Kong Xiyan said perfunctorily and took Zhong Yanyong, who had just washed his hair, back to the living room.
Sitting on the chair, Zhong Yanyong looked around and felt a chill on his neck. Seeing Luo Zhenxuan coming over to dye his hair, he asked curiously, "Don't you wear gloves?"
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot." Luo Zhenxuan handed the dyeing tools in his hand to Zhong Yanyong, turned around and put on a pair of black disposable gloves.
"Sister, something's wrong, it's really wrong!" Zhong Yanyong finally understood what was going on while holding the dyeing tools. He stood up and was about to leave: "Sister, this is not right! I want to leave!"
Kong Xiyan placed her hand on Zhong Yanyong's shoulder: "Xiaoyong, you've noticed something wrong many times along the way, and you didn't cherish so many opportunities to escape. Now you want to leave? It's too late!"
"!" Zhong Yanyong's eyes widened: "Sister! This is my trust in you!"
"Is there anyone you don't trust?" Kong Xiyan smiled. "You trust everyone. Is there anyone in this world you don't trust? You're so young, and you haven't learned to protect yourself yet, but you've already run away from home? Hmm? If it weren't for your temporary good luck, do you know what would have happened to you?"
I'm only saying this once.
There are not so many bad people in this world, and there are definitely not as many good people as you think.
There are many lessons in life, and the first one we should learn is self-protection.
Before pursuing your so-called youth, save your life first!"
Kong Xiyan slapped Zhong Yanyong on the back of the head and took a step back.
At this time, Luo Zhenxuan stepped forward and stood in the position in front of Kong Xiyan, brushing the hair dye on Zhong Yanyong's head.
"I!" Zhong Yanyong was about to defend himself when he was interrupted.
"Master Zhong, this is my first time dyeing someone's hair. You'd better not move, otherwise I can't guarantee what it will look like in the end." Luo Zhenxuan's voice was light, but full of coercion.
"You don't want me to shave your head bald again, do you?" Kong Xiyan added lazily.
Zhong Yanyong became completely obedient. He just swallowed all his grievances silently, and began to mourn in his heart the youth that he had not had the time to pursue, while praying that his hair would not be ruined!
Fortunately, although Luo Zhenxuan's hair dyeing skills were not perfect, he was meticulous. After washing it many times, Zhong Yanyong had a head of black hair without any problems.
Zhong Yanyong felt like he had just survived a catastrophe. He snorted, walked out angrily with his hands on his hips, pointed at Kong Xiyan and shouted, "Do you know that I..."
Before Zhong Yanyong finished speaking, he saw Kong Xiyan pull out a belt from somewhere and play with it in her hand.
"You... do you know how much I miss you~ my dear sister~" Zhong Yanyong said this and turned around to find trouble with Luo Zhenxuan: "You are operating without a license, do you know that I can..."
Zhong Yanyong stared at Luo Zhenxuan's face, it looked so familiar...
"Young Master Luo?"
"It's me." Luo Zhenxuan nodded slightly: "What can I do, Master Zhong?"
"I, I can... give you a five-star rating..." Zhong Yanyong's lips trembled. "What a pity, I don't have that chance anymore."
So angry...
I can't afford to offend any of them.
Between feeling cowardly and being angry, Zhong Yanyong chose to feel cowardly and angry.
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