all things

After preaching and coaxing and deceiving, the little girl finally calmed down, and she made a promise that she would not do this kind of prank next time.

Yu Jinle took a sip of water, and said to Jinyao, "Okay, let's deal with your hair first, and don't tangle any more hair around it."

While thinking about it, she saw Yu Jinle took over the unfinished business of Yu's mother, holding up the scissors and heading straight for Yu Jinyao's hair. He was so frightened that he stepped forward and grabbed the scissors.

Yu Jinle stared at his empty right hand and didn't realize it for a while, "What are you doing?"

I wanted to be laughed angrily by his blank face, "I just want to ask you why, this little girl's knife has been 'clicked', can she still go out to meet people?"

"Why can't I go out to meet people? Is it okay to keep this hair?"

Shocked as he thought about it, the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time and he finally understood, this guy with a unique straight personality broke through the atmosphere and rushed to the whole universe, and he still behaved like a girl with these crazy boys who have been in the mud since childhood In the same way, casual clothes can cover the body anyway, and hair can be cut casually, and it will grow back after a month. They always only care about practicality and don't consider beauty—even for a little girl like Yu Jinyao.

Looking at the little brother with thin skin and tender meat, how can he be less caring than his braised egg?

He ground his teeth, and suddenly felt a little pain when he touched his face that had been tossed with masks and nursing for a long time at home yesterday.

In the past, Weng Lin had to go to the hair salon to appoint a hair stylist of the same number or number even if she wanted to get a haircut. If the hair stylist was gone, she would just shake her head and leave without ambiguity, thinking that she would be lucky enough to go with her After a while, I watched her "communicate" with the hairdresser for a long time, and finally cut a hairstyle that he could not see the difference in other details except the length.

It's also a girl, even a little girl, but the treatment is too bad, right?

"You...you should take her out to find a master, Xiuxiu..." He made a point, relying on his "predecessor" experience.

Weng Lin's ostentation like that of a master sitting on a table is not needed, but at least find a professional master, right?

"Where are so many poor people, just cut it and keep it!" Yu Jinle reached out to him for the scissors, "Don't be so wordy, bring the scissors, this thing can be cut early and finished early, and it will be done later. Glue more hair in."

While thinking about his inconceivable attachment, "No, she is a little girl anyway, don't take her as you, besides, don't you have to go out and pay someone to cut your hair yourself? Oh, she is a child Can you toss around casually? Yu Jinle is not as good as you!"

With a sense of justice, he argued for Xiaomei Yu's right to be a bit of a smug girl, but in the end, the little bastard slapped him on the bridge across the river without winking, "It's okay for my brother to cut his hair." No money, I went to my uncle's shop to cut it!"

While thinking: "..."

Girl, have you ever slapped someone in the face like this?

Yu Jinle took the words lazily, "Did you hear that? I don't spend any money myself. My uncle runs a small hair salon. This little girl's bangs are usually trimmed by my mother at home."

Dare to feel that they are old at home and belong to a family of craftsmen!

"Can trimming bangs be the same as cutting such a pinch?!" If this cut really goes down, no matter how cute the little girl is, she can turn into a crazy woman in seconds!

The more he thought about it, the more the veins on his forehead throbbed, and he took Yu Jinyao and walked out, "Let's go, thinking about my brother taking you to get your hair trimmed! Don't listen to your elder brother, what does he know as a rough man!"

He seems to have forgotten that the two of them are standing together now, he is not only a little worse than Yu Jinle!

"Where are you going? It's not convenient to go to my uncle's shop right now, it's too far away!" Yu Jinle shouted from behind.

I was really tired thinking about it, this little girl has such a big brother, what a hard life it must be!

He turned his head and stared at Yu Jinle, who was still sitting on the chair and refused to move a bit, "Who said you have to go to your uncle's to cut it? Any one around here is better than yours!" Finally, he shouted, "Hurry up and catch up ! Help her pull her hair in the back!"

Yu Jinle quickly pulled him back, "Hey, you can cut it yourself at home, why go out and cut it, waste of money..."

His monthly pocket money is only 50 yuan. Now at the end of the month, where will he get the money to take Yu Jinyao out to get his hair cut?It's not like young masters like Zhang Hongkuan who spend hundreds of dollars at a time without blinking.

Thinking that he didn't understand his thoughts at all, he was only determined to protect this girl Xiaoyao who had trained him in braiding skills infinitely, and then felt resentful at her brother's carelessness, and he said with a raised eyebrow, "What? Just allow you to have an uncle who develops a salon, and don't let me have an aunt who is a hairdresser!"

Yu Jinle: "..." He was speechless.

Thinking about not driving the motorcycle, the three of them ended up in a string, thinking about holding Yu Jinyao in the front, and Yu Jinle following behind to pull her hair to prevent more hair from getting entangled.

This little girl has escaped from her own mother and brother's clutches one after another, and now she can use the excuse of trimming her hair to escape, thinking about her brother's love for her will only increase, and she will chatter endlessly all the way.

She kept on telling stories that sound like idiots and idiots in elementary school, but what was difficult was that when her brother was so bored that he rolled his eyes frequently, she thought that his brother could still respond to her patiently and Encourage with laughter at the right time.

Neither Yu Jinyao nor his own mother, who was a senior or junior, could escape the clutches of monitor Bian, and they were coaxed into an extremely comfortable mood, and immediately laughed like a jujube.

Naturally, there is no such thing as an aunt who works as a hair stylist.

I want to take them to a hair salon near my home. It is small in scale, but the decoration is exquisite. When entering the store, I have to pass through a small glass room. It is different from the traditional old-fashioned small private hair salon like the third uncle of the Yu family. The inside is busy. All of them wear white shirts and black trousers. The hair stylists all have work badges on their left chests, while the workers wear a maroon work apron.

On the glass wall of the hair salon, the minimum consumption of various services is clearly marked with artistic fonts. Yu Jinle glanced at it in a hurry, and only had time to see the sign "washing, cutting and blowing 30". The kind of pocket money for half a month.

Yu Jinle looked at it and wanted to greet the people in the store familiarly, and then explained to them the situation of Yu Jinyao's hair, and then he knew that it was impossible to drag the big and small ones out, and he was still thinking about the money on his body Taking advantage of Yu Jinyao being taken down to deal with his hair, he pulled him aside and said in a low voice, "I don't have that much money with me now, so you can help me with it first, and I'll give it to you later."

At the end of the month, I spent three-fifths of the next month's pocket money first. Fortunately, it was the first month of the new semester, and the stationery was all new, so I didn't need to spend much money, just save some money for drinks.

After thinking about it, she stretched out her hand and patted his head, "What are you worrying about, our family has a card here."

Yu Jinle didn't understand this, and looked at him stupidly, "You don't have to pay for the card?"

"Yeah." While trying to pull him aside for the guests to rest and wait on the sofa, he said vaguely, "It means registering names. I don't know what my aunt Jia does. Anyway, every time I come over, I get When the hair is finished, report her membership card number directly, and don't care about the rest."

Yu Jinle's eyebrows were all knotted, "But it's not like you don't have to pay, right? It must be a monthly payment or something..."

While thinking about leaning on his chin with both hands, he looked at him helplessly, "Can a big man stop being such a mother-in-law? Do you have to care about the corner?"

Yu Jinle is really a little sensitive about whose money to use. The friends who played with him, Xiaoye, have never been like this since he was a child. Those who can play together are all out to play with money in turn. Yes, after throwing away his money, he will use someone else's, and everyone will be silly and happy together, never worrying or worrying about anything, and now there is only Yu Jinle, who knows that Yu's parents are strict with money, But he has always included Yu Jinle in his protection scope, and spending money on him is the least of his problems, so how could he care about him.

This person is really self-conscious too much, and he even has to talk about 30 yuan and [-] yuan!

"But..." Yu Jinle was still confused.

The financial situation of Yu’s family is not bad. The houses and stores are all bought in full, and there is no mortgage pressure. However, these are all accumulated by the father’s hard work, and there is no extra gray income. Be especially cautious, the money is said to be only 30 yuan, but it is no different from the big money he pestered his parents to buy him a mobile phone.

If you can save unnecessary expenses, you must spend every penny wisely—this is the voice of ordinary people like Yu Jia.

They have no privileges, no power, and any small official in uniform can make their hair white with sorrow. They work hard day after day to make a living, but they don't have to finish the meal. Forget it, they used their own sweat and energy to earn a property for themselves, which is naturally worthy of all kinds of love and protection.

But the Bian family is different. They may live in public dormitories and receive a fixed salary with distinct grades, but some agreed things will naturally bring them some extra gray income.

So Yu Jinle would care about the insignificant two or thirty yuan, but thinking about it, he would only think that it was purely negligible small money.

The issues they have considered are not deep enough, and it is also the difference in cognitive level, so that at this moment, the two of them did not realize that their views on money are completely different, and their differences in social class are at this moment due to their student status Being blurred to the greatest extent, even if he is as sensitive as Yu Jinle, he can only stick to his own opinion in spite of his unclear inferiority complex.

While thinking about getting a glass of water from the water dispenser, she stretched out her hand impatiently and punched him in front of him, intending to stop him from going on, "No, but, drink water!"

Facts have proved that even if you invite him to eat and drink, there is basically nothing wrong with Yu Jinle.

The new semester begins with a large-scale flag-raising ceremony that gathers all the teachers and students in the school. It is inevitable that there will be an inter-school meeting with excitement and delusion behind the ears. One of the three occasions.

The new school year always needs to spread some new hope and positive energy. The school leaders put data on the top to explain the truth and spread the outlook. They reported and summarized the brilliant achievements of the previous graduates. Finally, they said that the past has become history, and now He placed full confidence in everyone present and promised to improve the teaching staff and improve the quality of teaching, but he was selectively blind to the unlovable state of life where they were still yawning and struggling to compete with the biological clock of the summer vacation.He was spitting all over his mouth, and even if he got a little closer under the flag raising platform, his face would be covered with saliva amylase.

After the school general meeting, there was the class meeting of each class. Their new class teacher Chun Jie in the second year of senior high school still had a machine gun tone, and the sentences that popped out did not stop. The students below all heard the rhythm of "da da da".

The basics of the first year of high school and the sprint of the second year of high school are divided into the sprint of the third year. Everyone understands the truth. Understanding and doing it are two different things. Yu Jinle is just an ordinary high school student. His life has not been blessed by any aperture so far. Most of the students hovering in the lower middle of the grade list, neither have outstanding grades enough to catch people's attention, nor have discipline problems that make teachers headaches, in other words, they are the group that has the least sense of presence.

He doesn't have enough self-control and concentration, and he can't force himself to continue to invest a lot of time and energy in subjects with poor grades. Often, the more beautiful he is determined to write, the more thoroughly he will fail in practice.

Liberal arts can still rely on the investment of time to forcibly accumulate, while science can only rely on the development of the brain.In the first few days of school, he had a great deal of concentration in listening to the lectures in class. As a result, his ambition was quickly shattered in the homework outside the textbook every night, and it often took three or four hours to do it. A project exercise, the result is that the small questions rely on guessing and the big ones rely on drawing. After one night, he found that there is no big problem that he can solve in one go. Except for a "solution", he has no way to write.

No matter how good the enthusiasm is, it is also wiped out in the daily blows.

Looking at other people's well-written exercise sets, he was constantly tossing and tossing in shame and inferiority complex, and with such a ridiculous face, he didn't dare to follow other people around the teacher to ask questions and solve problems after class—it was nothing but fear His IQ is touching, and the questions he asked are too low-level to be ridiculed.

This is a very dangerous and hesitant state of self-delay. It's a pity that he doesn't see enough patterns at the moment and is short-sighted. "Talent".But they don't know that those who can step by step without seeking deep understanding can keep moving forward, and he doesn't even dare to face his own shortcomings, let alone be able to make strides forward.

In this way, his not very active temperament forcibly gave birth to a kind of evasive emotion in the atmosphere of 鮀中.

The second year of high school is still a test grade.

The college entrance examination policy implemented in Guangdong Province in recent years is 3+X+comprehensive

X is the subject I am good at, and the comprehensive comprehensive is the most basic part of materialization, biology, politics, history and geography, so Yu Jinle is very blindly optimistic that as long as he passes the second year of high school, he can bypass subjects such as chemistry that make his life worse. Yes, life would be worse than death, because in the whole first year of high school, he didn't pass chemistry once, and his test scores were even higher than mathematics and physics.

Grades were the biggest problem in Yu Jinle’s student days. He spent more than half of the 24 hours a day after the start of school, dealing with various test sets and being unfamiliar with the embarrassing interface. The voices were very loud, and even combined with the ancient imperial examination system, they were criticized as worthless, but the reality is that as long as they are still in the country, they will have to face the college entrance examination every day.