In the car, Mu Wanwan was playing with her mobile phone, leaning slightly towards the driver's seat: "What kind of hair do you want me to do by sponsoring my father, won't I dye it in an inexplicable color like Shark? Why is it only me? Going to the barber shop, you don't have to do…”
"Will not."
Pei Lu really didn't want to say that the people over there originally wanted to dye his hair, but of course he refused without even thinking about it. Before he refused, he asked a few more questions to make sure that the other party would not let Mu Wanwan dye his hair blindly, so he let it go. heart.
The car stopped near the barber shop, Mu Wanwan looked at the geographical situation, and reached out to unbuckle her seat belt: "The front is a one-way street, it's not easy to turn around when you pass by, I'll be fine here."
As a result, while speaking, Pei Lu had already driven onto the one-way street: "It's fine."
Finally got out of the car at the door of the store, Mu Wanwan grabbed the shoulder strap of the backpack: "Then I'm going, if I don't go back to the base tonight, don't look for me, it's just that the new hairstyle is too ugly, go out and find a place to hide for a few days."
Pei Lu smiled: "It won't be ugly, you are so pretty."
"..."
Mu Wanwan's heart beat faster, and she subconsciously slammed the car door.
It wasn't until Pei Lu's car drove away that she began to regret it—ah! What did she do! ! Why slam the door! ! !
No, it's obvious that he didn't play his cards according to the routine, so how could he praise people so bluntly... ah.
She entered the barber shop with a look of lovelessness.
The barber had been waiting for her for a long time, and when he saw someone, he recognized her, and immediately rushed to her side, with a whole set of hairdressing equipment hanging on his waist: "Is it Wan Shen?"
Mu Wanwan nodded, and glanced at the name tag on the man.
Fortunately, this teacher's name is not Tony.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, come on, let's go to the second floor." The barber lowered his voice, "The second floor is our VIP area."
The decoration on the second floor is indeed much better than that on the first floor, and there are very few people. She sat down on the chair, quite ready to die: "How long does it take to make hair?"
She was still rushing back to training.
"Soon, I will give you a treatment, then cut the fork at the end of your hair, and then trim it as a whole." The barber helped her comb her hair, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and said in surprise, "Your hair volume Quite a lot, I have cut the hair of other members of your team before, and except for Lu Shen, several of them lost their hair very seriously, so staying up late in front of the computer every day is not good for your health... "
Mu Wanwan responded casually with a smile on her face, then took out her phone, originally intending to send a message to Pei Lu, but thought that the other party might be driving, so she had to give up, turned around and turned on the video software, ready to watch the replay of the next team's match.
She looked at it seriously, but the people behind her kept chattering about something, she didn't listen at all, she just answered yes, until Pei Lu's text message popped up on the phone screen, she didn't recover her senses.
Pei Lu: "Have you finished cutting it?"
Only then did Mu Wanwan raise her head.
... ? ?
Holding the end of her shoulder-length hair, she said in a stiff voice, "Where is... my hair?"
The barber pointed his chin to the ground: "Here."
"..."
"Didn't you listen to what I've been saying just now?" The barber blinked. "The requirement over there is to be neat and tidy. If it's too long, it looks too elegant and not domineering enough, so I'll shorten it for you."
He flicked a few of her air bangs, and said, "Don't worry, I'll finish the bangs in a while, and you will be cuter than before."
Although she wasn't too obsessed with her hair, she had cut off too much, so she felt distressed. Mu Wanwan pursed her lips and typed a few words to reply.
Wan: "TS is about to lose a good ADC."
Pei Lu: "[Meow Meow Meow?.jpg]"
Pei Lu: "Don't talk nonsense."
Wan: "My hair was shaved!"
Pei Lu: "Wait a minute, let me see."
Mu Wanwan thought that the other party was asking her to send a photo, so she turned on the camera, switched to the front, and was about to take a picture of her own hair, when a pair of long legs suddenly walked into her lens.
Pei Lu did not know when he stood behind them, he met the eyes of the person in the mirror, and said in a serious tone, "It's not short, it looks good."
"God Lu?" The barber was taken aback, but quickly realized, "Why are you here too? It didn't say you were going to have hair."
Mu Wanwan was also stunned: "Didn't you go back to the base?"
"No, I'll wait until you go back together," Pei Lu sat beside him.
Mu Wanwan: "...then where were you just now?"
"Parking, it's a bit hard to find a parking space here."
"Yeah, the road ahead has been changed to a one-way street for no reason, so I can only ride my little electric donkey to work now," the barber stared at Pei Lu for a while, "God Lu, since everyone is here, why don't you go to work?" Shall I ask someone to trim it for you? Look at the little stray hairs around your hair, it looks messy, how can you attract female fans like this?"
Pei Lu originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard the last sentence, he paused and asked the people next to him: "Is it very messy?"
Mu Wanwan looked up, Pei Lu opened the car window a little when they came, and even his neat hair was messed up at this moment: "...a little bit."
Pei Lu made a decisive decision: "Then cut it."
Twenty minutes later, Mu Wanwan was a little heartbroken.
The hairstylist who cut Pei Lu's hair had a lot of ideas. He cut it and trimmed it. He created a shape directly. The broken hair on his forehead was cut in an arc, with a small half of his forehead exposed in the middle, and put it on his body. The gray trench coat, the whole person looks... very handsome.
He is so handsome that the girls in charge of washing his hair are looking for him to exchange WeChat.
Mu Wanwan kept a straight face, endured the irritability in her heart, and let the hairdresser do the final trimming for her.
"Okay! Look, I didn't lie to you, this hairstyle really suits you," the barber bent down, and weighed her hair on both sides with his hands, "I just wanted to say, the black long straight haircut before How can your appearance match your eloquence in the live broadcast room."
Mouth... just?
Mu Wanwan said seriously: "You may have misunderstood me, I am a technical anchor."
After she cut her hair, the crowd on Pei Lu's side had dispersed.
She got up, patted the broken hair on her body, put on her coat and went downstairs, and was about to pay the bill, but was told that these were all reimbursed by the sponsor's father.
When she was leaving, the hair stylist stopped her: "God, let's change to WeChat? In the future, if you want to have hair done by yourself or a friend, just contact me and I will give you a discount."
Hearing the discount, Mu Wanwan immediately changed WeChat with the other party without even thinking about it.
"...Are you ready?" Pei Lu stood beside them, seeing that the barber wanted to say something, he took the lead in urging, "Let's go, we have to go back to training."
The two of them left the barber shop together, and the rate of turning heads on the road increased significantly.
"The car is parked a little far away, you wait for me here, I'll drive." Pei Lu said and was about to leave.
"No need," Mu Wanwan quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes, "Go together, this one-way street, do you have to make a big detour to pick me up?"
Pei Ludao: "It's really far away, in the parking lot behind this street."
"It just so happened that I gained weight recently, so I'll take a walk to lose weight."
"... Really not fat." Pei Lu had no choice but to let her follow.
They said it was to lose weight, but as soon as they passed by a milk tea shop, Mu Wanwan couldn't help it.
She grabbed Pei Lu's clothes again: "Xiao Lu God, do you want to drink milk tea?"
Is she addicted to grabbing clothes
Pei Lu suppressed a smile and cooperated with her: "Think."
After buying milk tea, the two walked and passed a snack street.
... They stopped in this street for half an hour, and when they came out, they brought a lot of takeaways for Xiaoroubao and the others.
As soon as she got in the car, she received a WeChat message from the hair stylist.
"It's best to come for a treatment every three months. It's good for the hair quality. Hair is a woman's second face, so it needs to be well maintained."
XX is the second face of a woman, and she is tired of seeing this sentence.
Wan: "It depends on the situation. I may not be free."
"Remember to inform me in advance before coming to the store, and I will spare time for you."
There were constant voices on WeChat here, Pei Lu started the car, and still couldn't help asking: "Is that the barber just now?"
"Well, yes."
Pei Lu didn't step on the gas pedal in a hurry, he opened and closed his lips, and stared at her for a long time.
Mu Wanwan noticed the gaze, and turned her head to look at him, a thought popped up, and she asked without thinking: "Are you jealous?"
Pei Lu's heart beat like a drum, and he nodded seriously: "...um."
"But you also added many girls' WeChat accounts just now."
"No, I don't have one," Pei Lu hurriedly picked up his phone and switched accounts, "I... I added them with a small account, and I basically don't use this small account..."
Mu Wanwan glanced at it, startled.
Isn't there too much news on this trumpet?
"When I first joined TS, many fans asked me for WeChat. I was too embarrassed to give them, so I added them all to this account." Pei Lu explained very clearly, "If you don't believe me, you can look it up."
Mu Wanwan didn't click on the message, but just swiped up and down to glance at it.
There are still news from 2015, all of which have not been read, and none of them have been opened.
Mu Wanwan endured the depression all the way and finally dissipated, even the milk tea in her hand felt a lot sweeter.
She returned the phone, looked at the people around her without blinking, didn't know what she was thinking, and said after a long time: "...then you are quite obedient."
"Well, because Brother Yang told us not to get too close to the fans, saying that there would be bad rumors." Pei Lu took the phone and threw it into the storage box in the middle of the car.
In fact, Brother Yang was annoyed by Chen He's troubles, so he mentioned it casually. The main reason is that Pei Lu himself is not very good at dealing with the fans' enthusiasm. Once they went to a small game, he was forcibly hugged by the fans, and he couldn't make the opponent let go for a long time.
Mu Wanwan asked: "Oh. Can't you fall in love with fans? I see that other team members also fall in love with fans."
"A serious relationship should be fine... just want to chat nonsense."
"Then can the team members fall in love with each other?"
Pei Lu was stunned: "I don't know."
They are all male players, how can there be rules in this regard among the teams
"Oh... Xiaolu God," Mu Wanwan leaned against the window and called him with a smile, her broken hair fell on her shoulders, and she looked like a little fairy in this way, "Then shall we fall in love?"
Pei Lu was stunned.
After a while, he said: "... Have you considered it?"
"Think about it." Mu Wanwan twirled the two locks of hair on her forehead, looked out the window, trying to hide her nervousness, "Can you?"
The mentality has been adjusted almost, so she doesn't have any worries.
Who would have thought that there would be no response for a long time.
She looked back in doubt, and saw Pei Luzheng's face flushed, with a serious and serious expression.
"...Thank you for thinking about me," he finally said, as if swearing, "I have no experience, but I will treat you very well! I will definitely not make you regret..."
Mu Wanwan looked at him, and finally couldn't hold back a chuckle.
She listened to the sound of her heartbeat pouring down her body like a torrential rain, and nodded: "Are you okay, or we'll call a substitute driver..."
Pei Lu just wants to be alone with her now, so he is not willing to call a substitute driver: "No! I can drive!"
A heart-piercing love song was playing in the car, and it just sang the saddest part, and Mu Wanwan felt sweet in his heart when he heard it.
At a red light, the car stopped.
The person beside him suddenly said: "That..."
Mu Wanwan: "Huh?"
Stretching his big hand in the middle, Pei Lu asked her in a discussing tone: "Can I... hold your hand?"
"..."
"It's okay, I'm just asking, it doesn't matter if you don't hold me."
"… Fool."
Mu Wanwan stretched out her hand while talking.