Since I am Dasha Chun

Chapter 155 No Broken Shoes, Do You Want It?

"Hey, to play football, the most important thing is to have a pair of sneakers. It is said that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

These pairs, these pairs, report the size to the salesperson, we want them all! Su San brought Jiang Bao to the brand-name sneaker store, pointed to the sneakers on the shelf and said to Jiang Bao.

"Sir, do you mean that all of these are needed?" The saleswoman at the side was secretly startled.

"Yes, my size is 43, what's your size?" Su San said.

"I'm size 41." Jiang Bao replied.

"Well, two pairs for each item? Uh, no..." Su San thought for a moment.

The main character, A Xing, should be in size 40 plus. There are so many seniors, seniors, and different sizes, so buy more.

"This way, I'll get ten pairs from sizes 44 to [-]. I'll have all these styles!" Su Sanqi said.

"Ah? Sir, are you going to open a shoe store?" The saleswoman was not relieved for a while.

"No, we want to play football! Form a football team!" Su San said.

"Well, sir, where are these sneakers going to be delivered?" The salesperson asked, after all, there are so many shoes, two people can't take them all?
"Uh, here, let me see where to send it?" Su San was thinking.

My current memory is shared with the thin man, and the environment, tsk tsk, is very dilapidated. I bought so many shoes in the past, maybe they were divided up by them.

"In this way, can you let me go first, I will pay the money, and I will bring someone to pick it up? Remember, you must keep it for me?" Su San said.

"Yes, but some sizes may not have so many stocks. This store is also newly opened and may need to be restocked. When will you order it? It may take a while?" the salesperson said.

"Wait for my news, hey, this is the deposit, contact me when the time comes, my mobile phone, uh, where is my mobile phone? Big Brother? No Big Brother? BB phone, BB phone?" Su San touched his pocket for a long time, but also Did not touch these communication tools.

"I'll come over directly at that time, you won't take the money for yourself?" Su San was about to put a wad of money on the table, and after thinking about it, he withdrew part of it.

"Don't worry, we are all regular brand-name shoe stores, and there will be no such situation as yours." The saleswoman had a good attitude, and she didn't change her attitude just because Su San withdrew the deposit.

"Okay, then it's settled. I'll wear a pair with him first. By the way, do you have any clothes? Sportswear?" Su San looked at her tattered T-shirt and pants, and said.

"Yes." After speaking, the salesperson led the two of them to the clothing area.

"OK, here are a few styles, big and small, and a set for each. He and I will wear a set and wear a set first. The money should be enough as a deposit, right?" end.

"Well, the deposit is enough, but if you don't buy it by then, it's inconvenient to refund, at least you have to finish buying the clothing and shoes with the deposit." The female after-sales clerk thought for a while, not wanting to let go of this business, and decided.

"Don't worry!" Su San said with a wave of his hand.

As the saying goes, Buddha relies on gold clothing, and people rely on clothes. After changing clothes, Su San is a handsome young man when he comes out of the shop.

"Uh, Jiang Bao, why are you still so frustrated?" Seeing that Jiang Bao had also changed into the latest sports suit, Su San saw that Jiang Bao had also changed into the latest sports suit, but no matter how you looked at it, it was nondescript. Her lips were everted, her big round head, her nose was very flat, and her eyes were squinting. Yes, thin body, no spirit at all.

"I see, let's go, you cut yourself a haircut, and when you're done, give me a haircut too, yes, you owe me!" Su San thought for a while and said.

"I don't know how to cut my hair?" Jiang Bao was confused.

"I said you will!" Su San said stubbornly.

I finally found a barber shop, but the barber was confused. I had never seen someone come to a barber shop to get a haircut by themselves, and then pay for the haircut.

Na Jiang was facing the mirror, holding the scissors, and turned to look at Su San.

"Well, you can do it!" Su San nodded, encouraging him.

"Yeah!" Sauce responded, then picked up the scissors and cut.

"Kakakakaka!"

After cutting it off, you can see that the hairstyle on Jiang Bao's head is of different lengths, like the appearance left by a grass dog gnawing on the turf.

"Eh..." Su San was speechless for a while, why did she lose the talent for cutting hair, is it good to be a composer?I think there is no future, you'd better be a barber.

I have indistinct talents, my brother’s voice, and I can also squeeze Jay Chou’s wool. I am not a composer or a singer. I come here to play football. You are still a singer. It is serious to cut your hair honestly of.

Su San thought stubbornly.

"What should I do?" Jiang Bao asked, looking at his more frustrated self in the mirror.

"Uh, make it shorter and fix it!" Su San continued to encourage him.

"Okay!" Jiang Bao nodded.

"Crack Kacha!"

"Ouch!" Sauce burst out in surprise.

"What's going on?" Su San asked.

"Looks like scissors ears." Jiang Bao had a painful expression on his face.

"Let me take a look." Su San hurried over to have a look.

"Uh, it's okay, just a little bit of skin." Su San comforted when she saw some blood flowed from her ear.

"Should we continue?" Jiang Bao held back the pain and wondered.

"What do you think?" Su San motioned him to look in the mirror.

Originally, Jiang Bao's hair was slightly long, but now one side is short and the other side is fake light.

"Push it all away." Su San said after thinking about it.

"Okay." After Jiang Bao said, he put down the scissors and prepared to get the clippers.

"Forget it, you'd better ask him to come." Su San pointed to Tony, the barber who was staring blankly, and said seriously.

"Oh." Jiang Bao nodded obediently.

In the end, a thin, bald man in a tracksuit walked out of the barber shop vigorously, followed by a handsome young man who was not in a good mood.

The young man couldn't figure out why Jiang Bao lost such advanced skills.

"You have the money to redeem your broken shoes now?" Not far from the barber shop, a friendly girl with short hair reaching the shoulders said to the young man in orange.

The girl's bangs covered her eyes and most of her face in order to let her hair cover the herpes on her face. It was Ah Mei who used Tai Chi Kung Fu to make steamed buns.

"No money yet, but..."

"Throw it away."

The youth in orange was about to explain, but the girl interrupted.

"Throw it away?" The young man in orange asked in surprise.

"Of course, your worn-out shoes are too worn out to wear." The girl said matter-of-factly.

"It's broken, but I..."

"Hurry up and go, when the lady boss comes out, she's going to curse again." The girl interrupted softly.

The young man in orange had no choice but to turn his head and leave in disappointment.

"Hello!" Amei stopped the youth in orange and threw a pair of tattered sneakers at him.

Under the setting sun, the worn-out sneakers draw a beautiful arc.

"The broken shoes are gone, but there is a pair of patched ones, do you want them?" Amei said with a smile.

The young man in orange saw the cute McDull patches on the holes on the worn-out sneakers. He was very happy and looked at Amei with a smile on his face.

Amei was happy to see him and she was happy too. In response to the young man, she lowered her head with a smile.

(End of this chapter)