Scissors flew, and strands of hair flew everywhere.
Not long after, a Chu Yang with a brand new hairstyle appeared in the mirror.
It must be said that Tony Fang's skills are indeed quite good, and with the added advantage of his flattery, he performed exceptionally well.
His neat short, choppy hair gives him a look reminiscent of Edison Chen at his peak.
Chu Yang felt his head was much lighter, and he felt refreshed and at the forefront of fashion.
"What did I tell you? Mom is the No. 1 in the hairdressing industry!"
Tony Fang grinned from ear to ear and turned to ask Old Chu, who was wiping the suona, "Who is Nanbowan?"
Old Chu casually remarked, "He must be a very skilled hairdresser."
Chu Yang could only say in a serious tone:
"Looking at the hairdressing industry, only you, Mom, and Master Nanbowan can pull off this hairstyle."
Tony Fang was overjoyed, feeling as if she had reached the pinnacle of the hairdressing industry.
He immediately put his culinary skills to use and prepared a table full of delicious dishes.
The family enjoyed a happy dinner together.
Both parents praised their son for changing a lot and becoming much more sensible.
Only Chu Yang himself knew that he had let them down too much in his past life.
In this life, I must make it up to them!
After dinner, Chu Yang was sent upstairs to study.
I went up to my room on the second floor.
Looking at the familiar desk and bed, the bookshelves were filled with pirated cassette tapes and CDs, Dragon Ball and Slam Dunk manga, and posters of F4, Zhou Xianglun and Sun Yanzhi were pasted on the wall.
I opened the desk drawer and casually took out a notebook.
It is a love diary with Su Lingxue.
He got goosebumps after reading just a few pages.
Get out of here, you simps and love-struck fools!
He casually tossed his diary into the trash can, sat down at his desk, and took out his first-year high school Chinese textbook.
Now that his mind is sharp, he plans to start reviewing from the beginning.
He kept reading until late at night before finally washing up and going to sleep.
There was no air conditioning on the early summer night, only a small ceiling fan blowing from the top of the bed, but Chu Yang slept soundly.
I got up very early the next day.
Breakfast was soy milk, steamed buns, and fried dough sticks from Grandpa Wang's breakfast shop next door.
Made entirely by hand, it has absolutely no taste of frozen food.
I ate my fill for only three yuan.
He picked up his schoolbag, greeted Grandpa Wang, and rode his bicycle to school.
The morning sun shines brightly, and the Bauhinia flowers along the roadside are in full bloom.
A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the corner of the school uniform.
"A youth without being a simp is a youth that truly soars to new heights!"
Chu Yang was in a great mood. He pushed off with his foot, and the bicycle sped up and galloped away.
Not far ahead is Su Lingxue's home.
At this moment, Su Lingxue was awkwardly pulling a bicycle.
Beside her was her best friend, Wang Xiaoli.
"Ling Xue, are you really going to ride your bike by yourself today? It's been so long since you've ridden one, do you still remember how? Or should I give you a ride?"
Su Lingxue said defiantly, "No, I want to ride it myself!"
Looking at her tired and haggard face, Wang Xiaoli sighed: "Didn't you sleep well last night? Were you still thinking about Chu Yang?"
Su Lingxue bit her lip and said softly, "Xiaoli, do you think he was really acting, pretending to be strong, and deliberately trying to make me angry?"
“I know him, I know how much he cares about me. After two and a half years of hard work, this is the result. It’s impossible for him not to be even a little bit sad.”
"But right now, he gives me the feeling that he really doesn't care about me at all!"
"I don't like this feeling. I'd rather see him sad and depressed. That would make me feel more normal..."
"Silly girl!" Wang Xiaoli comforted her, "That's normal. How do you know he won't be sad and depressed behind your back, and secretly cry?"
Su Lingxue blinked: "Will he?"
“Of course I would, I would too,” Wang Xiaoli said confidently. “But like I said, boys have pride. All his actions right now are just a facade to spite you, understand?”
Su Lingxue slowly nodded.
Seeing that she was still skeptical, Wang Xiaoli said simply, "Well then, doesn't Chu Yang come to pick you up every morning? Let's hide and see his reaction when he passes by!"
“…Okay!” Su Lingxue was immediately interested.
So the two parked their bicycles and hid behind the wall. Through the fence at the waist of the wall, they could see the road outside.
"Do you think he'll stop and glance inside when he passes by later?" Wang Xiaoli asked in a low voice.
Su Lingxue was unsure: "Probably...?"
“It’s definitely true!” Wang Xiaoli said confidently. “No matter how hard he tries to be strong, he can’t hide his long-standing habits.”
"I can even imagine his frustrated and sad expression in a moment. Just you wait and see!"
Hearing this, Su Lingxue also became somewhat expectant.
She glanced at her watch; it was almost time for Chu Yang to pick her up, as usual.
Just then, a song came from afar.
"Every time! I remain strong amidst loneliness and hesitation! Every time! Even when I'm deeply hurt, I don't flinch!"
“I know! I’ve always had a pair of invisible wings! They’ve brought me to the gray…”
The two quickly looked over and saw a sunny young man riding a bicycle and humming a song.
They had never heard of this song before, but they could hear a wild and smug tone in it.
Then, with a whoosh, the boy didn't stop, singing as he pedaled, and sped off in a flash.
The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Was that... Chu Yang?" Wang Xiaoli asked uncertainly.
"It seems to be him." Su Lingxue nodded.
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