A bowl of wontons, four spoonfuls of spicy

High school boys are an enigmatic bunch, and you never know what they're going to do together all day long.Don't underestimate how disconnected his brain is from even the most normal-looking guy.

When school was about to finish on Wednesday, Guo Nanxing, Zhang Zhipeng, and Murong Baobao surrounded Song Zhiyu and rushed to the men's toilet stealthily, holding two black plastic bags in their hands, and they didn't know what was inside.

"Where's Zhou Cheng?" Song Zhiyu asked.

"He said he would not participate, so we didn't call him," Guo Nanxing said.

"Oh."

"Stop dawdling, let's start quickly." Baobao urged.

"This is the 'black long straight' I stole from my barber shop, or the popular two-dimensional 'Ji Fa'." Zhang Zhipeng took out a wig from a black plastic bag.

"This is the lipstick I stole from my sister's makeup cabinet." Guo Nanxing took out a carved lipstick from his pocket by magic.

"This is the dress I stole from my mother's closet!" Murong Baobao also brought out a long leopard print dress as a treasure.

"Has anyone dragged this person out?" Song Zhiyu remained expressionless.

Song Zhiyu took a deep breath, and put the wig on his head in one go, while the other three people also slapped on the wig.

"It's better to have a vivid expression." Guo Nanxing instructed seriously.

Song Zhiyu tried to open his eyes wide, flickered a few times, and bit his lip in cooperation.But this action only lasted for about three seconds, and he felt so tired, his eyes drooped again, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Just at that moment, it was so beautiful! It's a pity that you don't want to be a woman, Song!"

"Really?" Song Zhiyu was dubious, and tried to repeat the expression just now, causing the three dissatisfied rainbow farts again.

"Hurry up, put on your lipstick, let's go!"

"Oops, I actually think it looks a little nice." Song Zhiyu looked at himself in the mirror, his lips were always light and slightly purplish, and adding a bit of red really added a bit of vitality.

"Then you don't wear the skirt I brought?" Murong Baobao was a little aggrieved.

……

"The battle plan is like this: when the time comes, we will pretend to be a couple and go in first, Baobao and Zhang Zhipeng will be on standby at the door. After we sneak into the beauty salon, you, as my girlfriend, will strongly ask me to fix it as soon as you enter the beauty salon. Eyebrows, and then I expressed my strong reluctance. After repeating this action three times, I had no choice but to compromise, and finally successfully trimmed my eyebrows. And you have to remember, you must speak softly!" Along the way, Guo Nanxing emphasized their plan.

"A total of three times, I remember." Song Zhiyu listened absent-mindedly.

"Why do I always feel that someone is following us?" Zhang Zhipeng said vigilantly.

"You can get there, don't be suspicious all the time. It's late at night, do you think there is anyone else on the main road besides the four of us?" Baobao said.

……

Today is an ordinary Wednesday.On weekdays, the business in the store is always very deserted, and there are only three or four sporadic girls who come to do nail art.The TV in the corner was turned up to the loudest, but Xia Li didn't look at it at all, just discussing the latest soap opera with her friends on social software in a bored manner.Just as they were chatting without saying a word, the store door was pushed open.

"welcome."

"welcome."

The electronic doorbell is broken again, not only likes to talk repeatedly, but also has an obscure mechanical sound.

"Sit casually these days." Without raising her head, Xia Li tapped on the screen of her phone at the speed of light with her nail-covered fingers, only to catch a glimpse of two students from the nearby No. [-] Middle School, a man and a woman, from the corner of her eye.

"Speak quickly." Guo Nanxing lowered his voice to remind Song Zhiyu.

"Ahem..." Song Zhiyu cleared his throat, changed his voice, and said to Xia Li without emotion: "Hello, I strongly ask him to trim his eyebrows."

"Pay attention to your image." Guo Nanxing reminded in a low voice.

So Song Zhiyu blinked abruptly.But there is no need to bite your lip, because no one can see it anyway.

At this moment, Xia Li raised her head to observe the two students in her shop.The girl is tall, and her voice is not very delicate, but it sounds hoarse and comfortable.A scarf made of thick off-white wool covered the lower half of her face, but she could vaguely see her beautiful eyes with long eyelashes.Although the boy hiding behind him has a handsome face, he doesn't know why he has a wretched face when he first came in, looking around, especially curious about the room behind him.

"I won't go if a big man shaves his eyebrows!" Guo Nanxing said.

"go."

"No, no, no, I won't go!" Guo Nanxing pretended to decline.

"Go." Song Zhiyu still only said one word.

"No!" Guo Nanxing resisted stubbornly.

"It's the third time, you should agree." I don't know if it was Guo Nanxing's illusion, but Song Zhiyu's expression seemed to have changed subtly, and there was an expression similar to mocking and watching a joke.

"Hahaha, that's fine." Guo Nanxing obediently sat on the stool in front of Xia Li.

"Sister, I want to shave a handsome sword eyebrow." Guo Nanxing said sweetly.

"Little brother/brother, you don't have... this condition." Xia Li felt the corner of her mouth twitching.

Guo Nanxing's eyebrows have always been sparse, but recently there is a tendency to connect the eyebrows together, but there is still no place where there should be no.

"Then shave the one you think looks the best, I believe in my sister's craftsmanship!" Guo Nanxing deserved to have a sister, and he said compliments one after another.It's just the following content that makes Xia Li a little confused. This sweet-talking brother has always believed that she has an unknown sad past, and vowed to dig out the hidden secrets of their industry.

"That's right, who is the girl who came with you?" Xia Li asked Guo Nanxing gossipingly.

After Song Zhiyu finished his mission, he found a sofa in the corner and took a nap.Hearing Xia Li suddenly mention this question, he knew that his mission was coming.

Song Zhiyu said calmly, "I'm his girlfriend."

"Hahaha, puppy love is not good. Are the two little boys at the door also your classmates?" Xia Li lamented that she couldn't understand what the middle school students were thinking now.

Zhang Zhipeng and Murong Baobao waited at the door until the flowers were gone, especially when they frequently pretended to pass by the store door unintentionally, but each of them looked like they wanted to see through the inside, a normal person could see their strangeness .

"Yes, they are my ex-boyfriends." Song Zhiyu explained.

"Ha, this is not very good..." Xia Li didn't know how to respond.

Seeing that they were discovered, Murong Baobao and Zhang Zhipeng stopped hiding and walked in stiffly one after the other.

"Sister, 'leopard head with ring eyes, swallow jaw and tiger beard' please!" Murong Baobao's voice was like thunder, and his momentum was like a galloping horse, and he almost bowed to Xia Li.

"Miss, I don't have any other requirements, just one word "special"! It's better to be like Ronaldo." Zhang Zhipeng didn't ask.

"Boys, are you here to shave your eyebrows or have plastic surgery?" Xia Li couldn't bear it anymore.

……

"welcome."

"welcome."

The electronic doorbell is broken, and not only likes to repeat itself, but also has an obscure mechanical sound.Today, this is the sixth time it has spoken.The one who pushed the door and entered was also a student from No. [-] Middle School, handsome and anxious.Because of his running, tiny beads of sweat were still oozing from his forehead.

"Dachengzi, didn't you say you wouldn't come?" Baobao said.

"So you know each other?" Xia Li said to Song Zhiyu who was lying on the sofa, "Is this your boyfriend too?"

Song Zhiyu shook his head and said, "This is not..."

"I'm."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zhiyu was pulled up from his seat by Zhou Cheng, one of them couldn't stand firmly, and the whole person almost fell on the other's body.Zhou Cheng took advantage of the situation and grabbed Song Zhiyu's wrist, pulled him and ran out the door.

Xia Li's shop quickly changed from noisy to quiet, and the soap opera in the corner was being staged at its most passionate moment.But Charlie is not interested in this, because sometimes reality is more drama than drama.

At night, the lights are dimmed.A young male student is pulling a female student with fluttering hair to run in an empty street, and three boyfriends are following him in the distance.

TV shows can't do that.

"What are you doing?" Song Zhiyu spoke in dialect angrily. He wanted to shake off the other party's restraint, but the other party's hand was too strong, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Relax, your hands hurt."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Zhou Cheng bowed his head and apologized.

Song Zhiyu took off his wig annoyed. From Zhou Cheng's point of view, there was indeed a shadow on his slender wrist.

"I saw that Old Tang passed by there just now. I was afraid that you would be discovered, so I was a little anxious, so... I'm sorry."

Song Zhiyu smiled, but slowly spit out two words from his mouth.

"fraud."

"Old Tang was just passing by, what are you doing in such a panic. I don't even know how to make up a lie."

"Ah? You know everything?" Zhou Cheng raised his head in astonishment.

"Of course." Song Zhiyu put his arms around Zhou Cheng's shoulders, "Do you also want to shave your eyebrows and feel embarrassed to say it? It's simple, just call me Dad, and I will accompany you to another house some other day."

Zhou Cheng was speechless.

……

About a week later, the incident about why their eyebrows were connected together was finally solved.

That day, Murong Baobao yelled at Guo Nanxing: "Who told you to secretly use your sister's hair growth cream as an acne-removing facial cleanser for us last time!"

"So what brand of hair growth cream is it that works so well?"

Song Zhiyu, who was sitting in the corner and pretending to be doing homework, stretched out his ears to eavesdrop, was still puzzled.So, even Zhou Cheng is a transfer student, why not bring me one?

At the same time, at that time, there was a beautiful love photo circulating in the school: at night, the lights were dim.Young male students are pulling long-haired female students to run through the empty streets.

The Chosen One also posted this photo in the group.

"Who is this girl? I'm actually a little moved!"

No one answered in the group, Zhou Cheng privately chatted with him about launching a new round of PK.

……

Song Zhiyu looked at Zhou Cheng's lonely back at the front of the classroom with his chin in his hands, feeling delicate.Finally he couldn't take it anymore, and moved to Zhou Cheng's desk calmly during a certain class break.

"Er... did the teacher say something similar... next time you get a good grade and return... to sit down?" Song Zhiyu hesitated to speak.

The author has something to say:

Forgot to mention provoking, why don’t you take our hero with facial cleanser? It’s very simple, because he doesn’t have acne on his face...【Silly boy】