I am a barber weekly diary

"Tsk, who has never seen a barber?" Don't dismiss me, this barber is no small matter. The following is the weekly diary of I am a barber that I compiled for everyone for your reference. Welcome to read! Chapter 1: I am a barber

When I saw the two leading barbers in Asia, their skills and status are very good. After I became a hairdresser, I was very envious. I thought that by "waving" the scissors a few times in the hair, I could "change" a beautiful hair style. It was really magical. Thinking about it, I fell asleep in a daze. I don't know when, I have opened a barber shop. I am doing hair for models, practicing my hair cutting skills, and waiting for the next customer to arrive. "Lingling" displays a row of words on my "smart mirror": "Welcome" means that a customer is coming. The customer sits on my "automatic chair", and I put a "hair-discharging scarf cover" on the customer. When the hair is cut, the hair falls on the hair-discharging scarf cover, and it will generate a force to repel the hair. to the ground. Then I handed the "Hairstyle Introduction Book" to the customer. After reading it carefully, he selected the hairstyle he wanted.

I worked hard. First, I sprayed "wet hair spray" on his hair and "waved" the scissors on the wet hair. I commanded the automatic chair "left, right" and after a while, his hair was cut and I also helped him apply it. "Hair Protector" This kind of protector can not only nourish your hair, but also prevent your hair from getting wet when it rains. But don't worry about your hair not getting wet when you wash your hair. When you wash your hair, it will The shampoo will be ineffective and will be restored after washing. When it snows, the snowflakes will not float on the hair, and the hair will not be permed in the hot summer. Finally, I applied the "quick-drying hair powder" on the customer's head, and the hair dried immediately, and it still exuded a refreshing fragrance. Done! After the customer paid the money, the words "Welcome to come again next time" were displayed on the smart mirror. After reading this, the customer walked out with a smile.

Not long after, a very young customer came. He chose a hairstyle that could be changed into different colors in different places. After an hour of hard work, the hair was finally done. The customer took a look in the mirror and showed a satisfied look. "It's time to eat!" I was woken up by my father's cry. Oh, it turned out to be a dream! Chapter 2: I am the "fake" barber

On Friday night, "Cup" "It actually happened to me. What kind of "cup" is it? Let's take a look below!

I just finished my homework, and my mother asked me: "Can you cut my hair before I take a shower?" Oh my god! God! Forgive me! I didn’t commit any sin in my previous life! I can do anything you ask me to do, as long as I don’t cut my hair, I don’t know how to do it! My mother seemed to see what I was thinking, so she said, “I’ll teach you. I guarantee you will learn it as soon as you learn it!" However, I was dubious, but I still wanted to try it. First, I could solve my mother's "troubles", and second, I could pretend to be a hairdresser.

I just did it. After 7:30, I decided to start cutting my mother’s hair.

My mother first taught me how to cut: lift up a small section of hair, and then cut it three times a few centimeters from the end, without cutting it off each time, just cut a little bit, and the final cut will look like this. It's like a rainbow turned upside down.

I was so happy. I didn’t expect that cutting my hair could be so easy! I picked up the scissors and started cutting.

I don’t know whether it was excitement or nervousness. The first scissor was used to cut it off. My heart skipped a beat and there was a “thump” sound. Fortunately, only I could hear it. I came back to my senses and secretly Look at mom, wow, it’s okay, it’s okay, I haven’t been found, otherwise, I would be in trouble!

I was a little nervous when I started cutting, and I was afraid of damaging it as soon as I started cutting. But gradually I became more and more experienced and became as good as a barber. Of course, I was a rookie and they were veterans. It’s true that practice makes perfect!

After I finished cutting, I looked at it. Well, not bad, pretty good, quite a sense of accomplishment. But there is still some broken hair down there, so I will fix it.

"Okay, it's done, thump thump thump—the hair cut by the "world-renowned barber" Fang Yinuo is completed!" I said proudly, and my mother burst into laughter.

I covered my mother’s eyes with my hands and took her to the dressing mirror. My mother’s eyes seemed to light up all of a sudden.

"Yo! Did you cut this? Not bad? You said it wasn't a good cut. That's great! What a little barber!"

It seems that my "fake" barber is also quite useful! If you are not convinced, come to our house and "discuss" with me! Chapter 3: I am a first-class "barber"

"On the willow tree by the pond, cicadas were calling loudly Summer..." I was listening to the music "Childhood", humming a tune, and recalling my childhood...

Childhood is like a five-flavor bottle, with all the ups and downs. In the past, I once fed rabbits and got "pink eye" and cried sadly; I once laughed when dogs drank "pepper water"... The thing that made me laugh the most was that "barber" experience! When I was a child, every time I was surprised every time I got a haircut. I saw the adult holding what he thought was a small "bulldozer" that kept buzzing, and put a few strokes on my hair and it was done. Therefore, I admire barbers every time and want to be a barber.

What should I do? Hehe! I picked up the toy bulldozer at home and imitated its buzzing, but I couldn’t remove the hair! I was not discouraged, and found scissors from the toy box, and gently With a light cut, a few hairs fell out. Yeah! It worked! I cheered for joy, but what’s the point of just cutting my own hair? I had an idea and took out all the rag dolls, pandas, monkeys, and sea lions at home and arranged them in a row, and then I found the tools.

Hey! It’s starting! I first picked up the sea lion, put its head in the water to "wash" it, and also made some shampoo. OK! It’s washed! I followed the barber’s seasoned movements, put it on the chair, dried my head with a towel, took out the scissors, and cut it randomly. "Kakaka, kaka—" The more I cut, the more I liked it. I even reached the state of selflessness and even sang a song, "Under the bridge in front of the door, a group of ducks swam by—" Okay, it's time for the second one! I Cut it with enthusiasm until it is finished. I squinted to admire my masterpiece. The four "customers" all turned into "bald heads", looking embarrassed, and there was a mess under the chair.

Just cutting off their heads was not enough, so I started cutting their beards. After a while, the beard was also cut. The one with the best haircut is Santa Claus. Without the beard, he is at least twenty years younger. Then she went to her neighbor's house, and she was smart enough to cut off the beard of her toy tiger, which made the neighbor's little sister hug the tiger and cry all night. Finally, I proudly showed off to my mother so that she could also appreciate it.

"Oh, day after day, year after year, the childhood that I look forward to growing up——" Hahahaha... The singing of childhood ended my memories with the laughter of my mother and I. Chapter 4: The Barber

"Tsk, who has never seen a barber?" Don't dismiss me, this barber is no small matter.

When I was two or three years old, I was full of curiosity about the world. I would touch and look at everything, and I was also interested in my father’s razor.

That day, the sun was shining brightly. I looked around for a long time, pretending to be obedient and playing with toys. After a while, my mother came over: "We have to go out for a while. You should be good at home!"

I suddenly jumped up with joy, slapped my chest and said, "Of course, I I will be good."

My mother gave me a thumbs up and I nodded.

"You must be good and don't move things." My mother told me again and again.

I put it in my left ear and out my right ear. Although I pretended to hear it, my mind was already focused on how to use a razor.

With that said, my mother packed her bags and left. Hee hee, the time has come. I was confident of winning, so I walked out the door, ready to see if my mother was there. As a result, when I looked out, my mother looked like a clock that had stopped - she stopped walking and turned around. I was like Sun Wukong causing trouble in heaven - I panicked and rushed into the house.

My mother came back and took the keys and left. I watched my mother walk away, and the stone in my heart finally fell.

I walked out of the room, first brought a stool over, held it with my hands, then stepped on it. After standing firm, I stood on tiptoes to get the razor, and finally got it. knife, and took a bottle of shaving foam. I nodded contentedly and started "working".

I first squeezed the white stuff into my hands, but I didn’t know where to apply it, so I wiped it on my hair. After rubbing it evenly, he pointed the razor against the foam area and shaved off the bangs. Then on a whim, he shaved off a quarter of the hair.

After shaving, I twisted left and right in front of the mirror; then I took my mother's high heels, put on beautiful clothes, necklaces and rings, and admired myself intoxicatedly in front of the mirror; but I felt a little lacking. What, I forgot to put on makeup! Then I took out my mother’s cosmetics and smeared it on the left and right sides of my face.

After my mother came back, I stunned her with my "stunning" look. She was so surprised that she even forgot to take out the key. She looked me up and down before belatedly entering the house.

Now I only vaguely remember that I wore a big hat for a long time after that. Now the bangs are long gone, leaving only a few stumps of hair.

Alas, this "barber" really lost his "hand" and will be hated forever! Chapter 5: The most beautiful "barber"

Everyone has ideals, such as, Worker, teacher, scientist, doctor, lawyer... My ideal is to be a barber.

Although being a barber is not as famous as scientists or singers, this profession has endless appeal to me.

As a hairdresser, I don’t feel disgusted at all when faced with the hair of many men and women. You see, girls’ hair can be styled in a variety of ways, so you can create it yourself! I like designing hair styles, so I want to be a hairdresser.

Once, my sister cut off a few strands of hair on my forehead. It was so unsightly that I couldn’t even see people. After a month, my hair gradually grew much longer. I washed my hair first and then cut it myself. I worked hard for more than two hours and finally finished the cut. I looked at it in front of the mirror and saw that it was much better than my sister! As a result, I became more confident.

However, speaking of it, it is not easy to become a barber and requires a lot of learning experience. I grew up day by day. Success depends on my own hard work, persistence, and rich experience. When I grew up, I specialized in this field. Then your ideal will definitely come true.

As long as I have confidence and an iron rod can be ground into a needle, I will work hard to realize my ideals and develop my strengths.