Without the influence of welfare, Qin Guanglin's attention was forced to focus on the hair in front of him, and his movements naturally accelerated a lot, and the whirring was almost done.
Sure enough, no matter what you do, you have to concentrate.
"Okay, you should rest early." He Wei stood up and smoothed his hair twice, feeling a little satisfied, it was much better than yesterday.
"Well, rest now."
Qin Guanglin put away the hair dryer, leaned over and gave her a mouthful, then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes, "I'm asleep."
"Go to sleep."
"I really fell asleep." Qin Guanglin repeated.
"Hurry up and sleep with you." He might as well take the phone to find a photo, and agreed to send one to Dad He, so that he can see what this boyfriend looks like.
Qin Guanglin closed his eyes and stopped moving, pretending that he was really going to sleep, secretly hoping that he might as well come over quickly.
This kind of feeling that why don't you think he doesn't know, but he actually knows, and he also knows that why don't you know that he knows makes Qin Guanglin secretly happy.
Finally discovered her little secret, hmph, the mouth is too honest.
Maybe it was because he was really tired during the day, Qin Guanglin fell asleep unknowingly, and when he opened his eyes again, it was dawn, he opened his eyes wide and straightened up, it was over!
He Wu was lying on her own bed playing with her mobile phone, when she saw Qin Guanglin get up suddenly, she was a little surprised, "What are you doing? Are you having a nightmare?"
Qin Guanglin glanced at her unwillingly, and said vaguely, "Well, I had a dream."
How did you fall asleep? What a loss.
Did she come here
There should be...
Annoyed and lying down again, Qin Guanglin turned over twice, and suddenly turned his head to look at the side of the pillow, his eyes swept back and forth, quietly looking for something.
Hey, there is...
He happily pinched a long hair from the side, humming, and sure enough, he sneaked over again.
"Go wash up when you wake up." He might as well urge him, this idiot doesn't know what he's laughing about again, he doesn't know why.
"Hey, good."
Qin Guanglin agreed, and looked at his watch only to find that it was past nine o'clock.
After washing up and having breakfast together, and filling up the backpacks again, the two went to the main peak of Zhongnan together.
The main peak is longer than the mountain road of Cuihua Mountain. Although the two of them had rested all night, they were still sweating a little when they climbed to the top.
The weekend is over, and there are fewer tourists on the mountain than when they climbed Cuihua Mountain yesterday, but because it is the main peak, there are still some tour groups in small groups, walking up for a while and resting for a while.
He might as well sit on the stone next to him for a while, drink two sips of water, look around, point to the front and Qin Guanglin Branch: "I'm going to the bathroom, you wait here for a while."
"Go." Qin Guanglin nodded, took a sip of the water in her hand, and stayed in place to look around.
The mountain gate of Zhongnan Main Peak is different from Cuihua Mountain. There are all kinds of stalls selling food and drink, and there are rows of old men and women wearing horse trigrams sitting on the ground.
"Young man, do you want to have a consultation?" The old man in a white mandarin jacket next to him talked to him, "Guide the lost gentleman, call the long-suffering hero, you can ask me if you have anything, and I will help you talk about it."
Qin Guanglin raised his eyes and saw that the old man had a white beard and white hair, and he was quite stylish in white clothes.
"I see that your complexion is rosy, and the corners of your eyes are full of peach blossoms. Did you have a happy event recently?" Seeing that he was silent, the old man continued to talk.
"My girlfriend just left, anyone who sees here will know." Qin Guanglin curled his lips.
I also see that you are old and frail, and it takes a lot of effort to climb up. Is this a thing
"Cough cough." The old man coughed twice in embarrassment, "Come and try, waiting is waiting, I will read a few words to you casually, if you think it is reliable, let's talk seriously, how about it?"
"If you talk seriously, you have to pay, right?" Qin Guanglin smiled, thinking about waiting is also waiting, so he just stood up from the rock and squatted in front of his stall to see what he would say, "Read it."
"Report the time of birth." The uncle lifted his spirits, straightened his posture, took a perpetual calendar from the side, and was ready to start work.
He is not afraid of being asked, but he is afraid of being left directly. As long as he can say a few words, he is 80% sure that this young man will stay here and pay the money obediently.
Qin Guanglin hesitated for a moment, reported his date of birth, and waited to see what flowers the old man could come up with.
"Wait for me to see..." The old man swiped his finger over the perpetual calendar, murmuring something eloquently.
"Do you still need to check the books?" Qin Guanglin suddenly felt that it was even more unreliable. He thought that when Mr. He pinched his fingers, Balabala would say a lot. This is the gap.
"Of course you have to check it. You have to be blind to use it well." The old man explained to him without raising his head. Come out and be reliable."
These laymen just have a lot of shit, so they just need to be accurate, and they don’t care how they do the calculations, "How many people over there still need to use their mobile phones to sort out, this is a tool."
"Okay." Qin Guanglin indifferently turned his head to look in the direction of the toilet, why not still line up there, it's troublesome for women to go to the toilet, so I can't understand.
"Cough." The old man finally checked it out, scribbled on the paper for a while, then cleared his throat and said slowly, "Your horoscope is good."
"Nonsense!" Qin Guanglin felt that this person was a fool, so he kept saying this for a long time. Who doesn't know their own fate
It's bad luck to meet a girlfriend like Mr. He
"I haven't finished yet." The old man was dissatisfied, "Your horoscope is full of energy, you take cleanness as the most precious, wounded officials as the core, and prosperity to make money. You are an artist, and you live off your pen."
Say some professional words to bluff this layman, and then add a real one, this method is tried and tested.
"Hey, it's interesting." Qin Guanglin looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Continue."
"This horoscope-headed melon seed is smart. He has studied well since he was a child. It is no problem to get a bachelor's degree. He is still one of the best. In ancient times, he would be the number one." …”
This business pays attention to passing through three levels. In the past, it was parents, marriage, and children. First, it was the right thing to say, and then I asked for money. Now there are some changes. The customer base has become young people, and the three levels have changed accordingly. Become parents, education, relationship.
No matter how it changes, the situation of the parents is an ironclad hurdle, there is nothing to be taboo about, just say what you have to say, generally no one gets angry because of this kind of thing, this is the rule.
Qin Guanglin didn't think it was a big deal, but nodded in surprise, "Well, I left very early, you have something."
He paused, "Can you tell where I was injured?"
The old man looked at what was written on the paper for a moment, then raised his head confidently, "No, you have never been seriously injured before."
"That's wrong." Qin Guanglin chuckled, pulled up his trouser legs and said, "Did you see this scar? It was cut when I was a child."
Sure enough, Teacher He is still amazing.
The old man choked for a moment, and looked at him like an idiot, "I'm not a god, only a serious illness or catastrophe in the hospital can show it on the horoscope, and you, a ghost with big nails, can see it." He curled his lips, "Do you want me to count how many times you hurt your hand sharpening pencils in elementary school? You call it arguing."
"Uh..." Qin Guanglin was stunned by him and felt a little reasonable, "Then can you see where there are moles on my body?"
"It's been said that I'm not a god." The old man was a little annoyed, "Who can figure it out?"
"I've seen someone who can figure it out." Qin Guanglin's image of He Wu grew taller.
"Who?!" The old man was sure that he was arguing, "Call him over and show me. If you can figure out when my finger was cut by a kitchen knife and how many moles I have, I will kneel down and give it to you." He kowtows!" After a pause, he continued to add: "The kind with sound!"
"Forget it." Qin Guanglin saw that he was quite old, and he didn't bother to argue with him, so he stood up and said, "Let's just pretend not to be."
The old man became even angrier, "Look for it, find it! I've never seen such a fairy in most of my life."
(end of this chapter)