By Li XinXin
Unlike other barbershops, “Hair College” doesn’t look like a hair salon but rather like a genteel coffee shop.
A wood carving of a bear stands in front of the stairs that lead upstairs. The soft rock music echoes around the second floor, which has a dim yellow light and a romantic feel.
Several guests are drinking beverages on high stools, flipping through some magazines. Looking out of the French window, you can see the downtown streets illuminated and filled with automobiles. Inside the room, the hairstylists are busily doing their jobs.