Chapter 882: Damn, who pulled my hair?



Although Yan Xi is not good at playing but loves to play, due to poverty, she always follows the principle of "only hard work, no krypton" when playing games.

So her game characters all use the most original skins, or skins given away in activities.

But, which gamer doesn’t like good-looking skins?

So with Gu Yang's money, Yan Xi played along diligently and witnessed the divine effects of all the characters except the Fairy of Flowers.

When the two were playing intently, a man with a baseball cap covering most of his face stood not far from them.

The man scrolled through the photos sent by his employer on his phone, then looked in the direction of Gu Yang and Yan Xi.

Gu Yang wore a plush mask to cover his face, leaving only his eyes exposed, while Yan Xi relied on the fact that her popularity had dropped recently and she had few fans, so she didn't wear a mask when she went out.

The man's eyes fell on Yan Xi's profile, compared it with the girl in the photo on his phone, and then locked on his target.

Yan Xi put on a new skin and was happily playing games with Gu Yang when someone hurriedly walked by behind her, bringing with him a gust of wind, and she felt a tearing pain on her scalp.

"Fuck! Who pulled my hair?!"

Yan Xi suddenly covered her head, turned around and looked, but there was no one there.

She suddenly shouted, and Gu Yang, who was concentrating on the game, was also startled.

She took off her headphones and looked at Yan Xi. Seeing her covering her head with a look of pain, she was a little worried: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xi looked at the strands of hair floating on the floor, as if they were her dead child, "My hair... just now a lunatic passed by and pulled my hair!

I have very little hair to begin with, and I often lose it because of staying up late. I’m almost bald! He actually plucked out a lot of it!”

Gu Yang looked at Yan Xi, whose expression was even sadder than when she lost the game, and touched her head to comfort her: "Your hair is thinner and smoother, so it looks less.

Go to the barbershop and get a fluffy hairstyle, it will look more voluminous.”

Yan Xi's eyes lit up slightly, "Really?"

Yan Xi also rubbed Gu Yang's head, touched her long flowing hair, stared at her with burning eyes, and asked a question she had wanted to ask for a long time: "How do you take care of your hair?"

Gu Yang was a little scared by this look, "Just, just use Good's shampoo and conditioner, etc.... and keep a regular schedule and don't stay up late."

Yan Xi discussed the topic of hair care with Gu Yang.

Gu Yang frowned and asked, "Do we need to check the surveillance camera to find the person who just pulled your hair?"

"Forget it. It's probably just a troll who recognized me and pulled a few of my hair out of revenge." Yan Xi waved her hand and pulled Gu Yang to continue looking at the products on Good's official website. "Let's continue with the previous topic. The one you mentioned..."

She was popular for a while before, but many of her fans were just there to watch the fun. There were not many true fans, but there were quite a few haters.

Now that the heat has cooled, those who came to watch the fun have dispersed, but the black fans are still so persistent that she feels strangely moved.

Even if she pulls a few hairs and checks the surveillance footage to find the person, the most she can do is ask him to apologize.

Yan Xi felt that there was no need to waste this time. Besides, what she was going to discuss with Gu Yang now was the long-term cause of hair care. How could it be delayed because of a few strands of hair? Seeing that Yan Xi didn't care, Gu Yang could only give up, but still suggested: "Remember to wear a mask when you go out in the future. Some black fans and illegitimate fans are quite extreme, you have to be more careful."

As she spoke, she took out a disposable mask from her schoolbag and handed it to her, "This is for you."

"I just feel that I am not famous now and few people recognize me, so I don't pay attention to these things."

Although she said so, Yan Xi still put on the mask handed to her by Gu Yang.

It was a cold winter day and the heater was on indoors. After Yan Xi put on a mask, she felt as if her heart was warmed.

It has been a long time since anyone cared about her like this.

(End of this chapter)


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