My oil painting is perfect

This violin is so new that the sound cannot be fully released. Although it is a guitar made by a novice, Haika loves it very much. Under his careful maintenance, this violin looks better than before.

Heika swept the strings with his right hand a few times, nodded to him, and skillfully switched between frets with his left hand, a melody like a breeze sounded, and the rustling of leaves mixed in, as if he was playing a rhythm.

"Qilixiang, sprout quickly, climb up this window quickly, and save this barren..."

Yolan hummed along with the sound of the piano, and it turned out to be in perfect time. The magnetic voice was rippling in the garden, the sun was slightly drunk, bees and butterflies were lingering in the grass, and Mrs. O'Neill stretched her waist and rested her chin quietly. listen.

Since then, Yolan has had an exclusive germination song, and he no longer has to worry about it.

However, no one noticed that when he looked at Haika playing the piano, there were faint tears in his eyes.

After ten o'clock in the morning.

"Yoran, Feli asked me to look for him on the street. He has a lot of music scores at home." Haika changed clothes and came out. She was wearing a simple white T-shirt, blue shorts, and canvas shoes, looking refreshed. .

"I just want to go back, let's go together." He parked his bicycle outside the iron gate, wearing a straw hat, "Heika, do you want to learn to bike?"

He jumped out of the car and pointed to the old retro bicycle in the corner of the yard, "It's so simple."

"Okay." Haika was very happy, and pushed the bicycle out of the yard with him.

Outside the yard is a very open avenue, with tall green trees on both sides, and the shadows move with the wind, blocking part of the light and heat.

"Don't be afraid, put both hands on the dragon's head, keep your balance, and keep stepping on your feet. I will stabilize you from behind."

Heika rode a bicycle in front, and Yolan grabbed the back seat behind, encouraging him to move forward slowly.

"Ahhhhh—I'm going to stumble——"

Haika held on to the faucet tightly, swaying forward and backward, one of them didn't pay attention, and swooped down from the downhill road.

"Help me—" he yelled, and the bicycle quickly fell towards the vegetable field.

"Here we come!" Yolan jumped into the vegetable field in three steps at a time and grabbed him firmly. The two of them rolled in the mud and looked at each other with a smile.

"Hahahahahaha, you've already learned it, you just need to slow down a bit."

Haika touched his body, but fortunately it was not broken. Although it was a bit dangerous just now, it was very refreshing when he rushed down.

In this way, they stopped and stopped all the way, and when they were about to reach the small town, Heika was able to keep up with him.

They went to the south of the town, and the two of them rode bicycles through most of the countryside, and the paths were full of laughter.

"arrive."

Haika glanced at the map. He had a good sense of direction. Behind the cotton candy-like haystack in front was Phil's house.

"Philly!"

"Philly!"

They yelled loudly outside the yard, but no one responded. They probably went out.

"What should I do?" Yolan turned to ask him, looking at the empty courtyard.

"Come back later, he said to wait for me at noon, what time is it?" Heika replied casually without being in a hurry.

Yolan stood on the swing, watching his hair being tousled by the wind, the outline of his face outlined, and the blue sky full of summer breath.

"It's good to see a foul..." He swayed on the swing and murmured in his heart.

"Hey! It's only 11:[-], why don't you go to my house to play for a while!"

Yolan followed the strength of the swing and threw it in front of Heika, inviting him.

Heika put her hands behind her back and pursed her lips into a smile, agreeing very much with this proposal.

"My home is a barber shop, and your hair is a bit long, do you want me to cut a new hairstyle for you?" He approached Haika on a bicycle, and scratched his hair.

The naive Haika agreed again, not expecting what would happen later.

The barber shop is still doing a brisk business, and Ms. Bertha is too busy, so she invites the wife of the coffee shop next door to help her dry her hair.

"Hey, who is this?" Ms. Bertha didn't even look at him, but Miss Hauser, the proprietress of the coffee shop, shouted, "You're back, I haven't seen you much recently, who is this beautiful boy? It's so handsome!"

"Hi sister, my name is Haika."

Heika gave a sweet cry, and Miss Hauser was elated.

"Heika, from now on, when you come to my sister's shop, you will get free coffee!" Miss Hauser waved her hand and pointed to the coffee shop next door.

Miss Hauser is indeed "lusty", Yolan waved her hand, last time she gave herself a [-]% discount, this time it was actually free.

"Come on, let's go wash our hair first." He took Haika to the hair washing room, brought a towel, and motioned for him to lie down.

Seeing such a big basin of water, Haika took two steps back, grabbed his hair and said, "No! I don't wash my hair!"

"How can you not wash your hair? It's not easy to cut your hair." He stirred the water and said seriously.

"No, I just washed it this morning, so I don't need it now." How did he know that the last time Haika took a shower in the bathroom, the amount of water was too much, and he was wet for too long, so he turned back into an oil painting and didn't come out until a day later.

After that time, Mrs. O'Neill improved many water pipes and shower heads in the house, which is why he felt that there was a problem with the water pipes in Haika's house, but in fact it was just for the convenience of Haika's life.

Heika was determined not to wash his hair, so he had to agree.

At this moment, he was full of energy, and he took out five pairs of scissors of different sizes, first briefly blown with the hair dryer, then picked up the comb, and gestured in front of the mirror, "What kind of haircut should I give you?"

Ms. Bertha and Ms. Hauser were very surprised when they saw this scene, because he had never offered to help others cut their hair, and he only occasionally helped wash and dry their hair in the store before. The point is that his skills are super bad!

"Well...does Heika want Auntie to cut your hair for you?" Ms. Bertha kindly reminded her.

"No need, Auntie, you are so busy, he can cut it. I trust his skills."

Heika didn't understand the meaning of the words at all, Miss Hauser suppressed a smile, you will know in a while.

I saw Yolan making a quick movement with his left hand and a replay with his right hand. The scissors were flying in Heika's hair, clicking and clicking, and the hair shortened rapidly. I am more and more satisfied with my own design with the technology I have learned.

But Haika in the mirror gradually turned pale...

"Okay!" He picked up the hair dryer, and blowing it from bottom to top, Heika's hair stood up, looking very funny.

What was cut off was not the hair, but the value of the face.

"How is it? Isn't it very clean and handsome, especially fierce?" He tore off the towel gracefully and asked very proudly.

"..."

Most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air, everyone did not speak, and all turned their heads to look at Heika.

"Hahahahaha-"

Miss Hauser couldn't hold back any longer and let out a devilish laugh. Immediately afterwards, everyone in the barber shop burst into laughter.

"Brush head!" Heika was so angry that his expression was distorted.

I saw that this beautiful boy changed from light golden curly hair to short hair standing upright, especially like a brush, and his face value was reduced by at least 20.00%.

"Are you jealous of his beauty? Hahahahahaha!" Miss Hauser made another stab, and the laughter had already attracted people to watch.

"I'm going to find Philip." Heika forced a smile and walked out of the barber shop.

"Hey--"

Only he stood there stupidly, feeling confused, "Isn't it good-looking? I think it's a masculine man!"

At 12:30 noon, the sun shone on my back and it was very hot.

Heika came out of Feli's house with a few scores in his arms. He didn't know if it was because of his hair loss. He was riding a bicycle on the road and felt dizzy for a while.

When he rode on the wide road outside the yard, he couldn't keep his eyes open. When his bicycle hit a tree, he fell in response, and an oil painting suddenly appeared.

Two days later.

At Dorothy's classmate party, there was a lot of singing and dancing.

"Wow! Your dress is so beautiful, where did you buy it?" Flora asked enviously as she put a piece of watermelon into her mouth with a fork.

"This knot is very special, it is a retro technique!"

"I really like this color scheme, it's very trendy!"

They were sitting under a tree, discussing Dorothy's new dress.

Dorothy is wearing a light blue off-the-shoulder suspender dress with a rose-pattern hand-pleated hem, revealing a large area of ​​skin behind, and only a simple knot is tied.

"It was jointly designed by my neighbor Mrs. O'Neill and Heika. This is the only one!" Dorothy was very happy, and continued: "If you want to customize it, I can inquire about it for you."

She raised a glass of wine, her red lips slightly parted, she was full of flair, sexy and pure, and stunned the person who was peeking at her standing under the tree.

"Phili, long time no see, you are here!"

That person was Philip, the luthier who had given the guitar to Heika before. He was invited by a friend, but he didn't expect to see her here.

"You're so beautiful, Dorothy!" Philip praised sincerely, with a little shyness between his brows.

"Hello!" Jolan then walked over from the dance floor and waved to them.

As soon as he walked over, the girls became even more excited. Both Fei Li and Yolan were handsome guys, and they looked particularly seductive.

"Where's Heika?" He looked at the crowd with his head, but couldn't find the figure.

Dorothy frowned, took a look at Fei Li, and said, "I thought he was with you, but I didn't see him either."

"Did you forget to tell him?" He scratched his head and continued to ask.

"Impossible, I told Le Le three days ago, he knows this place." Dorothy shook her head, "Have you been to his house these two days?"

"No."

He had something to do these two days, so he didn't go to the garden, it took time for the seeds to germinate, and he hadn't seen Heika since he left the barber shop that day.

"Neither have I." Feili hadn't seen him since he lent him the score two days ago.

After the three of them finished speaking, they were a little anxious.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Yolan: "What kind of haircut should I give you?"

Heika: Please start your show!