Our civilized person, Xie Tiantian, raised her eyebrows and chuckled, blinked at her gently and ambiguously, and said, "Let's go, kids, the excitement is about to begin."

Liner: “…”

I don't know if it was her illusion, but Lin Er always felt that he could see five big words from his smile - there is, people, want, misfortune.

Moreover, it was a bad luck.

As soon as the directors of the level department and the old leaders of the Political and Education Department arrived, the physical education teachers followed. The vast group of people at the school gate looked quite spectacular.

When Lin Er and Xie Yan arrived here, the physical education teacher had already assigned the work they needed to do, and grabbed the young and dandy one by one.

The directors and the old leaders who held the big scissors rolled up their sleeves and went forward in two steps in three steps. Their movements were particularly drastic. With a few tricks, they cut all the shoulder-length hair of the young and dandy people into mushroom heads that were too standard.

Among them, the two old leaders' movements were the most neat and smooth, and it was obviously not the first time they did such a job.

The young and dandy were stunned and could not react for a while.

The actions of the two old leaders were so fast that they could not hide their ears. The knife was like a storm, as fast as lightning. With a click, the long hair fell to the ground, and he shouted: "Which class is from you? The head teacher has never told you the school rules? Does a boy have such long hair, and he still looks like a student?"

The school spirit of No. 9 Middle School is free. The teachers actually don’t care much about the students’ hairstyles. If you want to dye your hair, you will dye it. If you want to perm your hair, you will perm it. If you want to shave it, you will shave it, but the bottom line is-

Boys are not allowed to grow hair that has grown over their chin.

The two old leaders who Xie Yan called out were the most important school rules and the most old-fashioned style of the school, so naturally they were even more ashamed of these young and dandy boys with hair spread to their shoulders.

The weight on the head continued to decrease, and the young and dandy suddenly reacted, struggled desperately, and their cool and cool appearance never returned, and they began to cry heart-wrenchingly at the top of their throats.

"Wuwuwuwu, don't cut my hair, I'm not from your school, wuwuwu..."

However, the physical education teachers pressed them without moving, and even impatiently gave them a head-breaking one by one: "Be honest, close your mouth, and dare to yell in front of the teacher? OK, okay, don't cry, now you know how to cry? Why don't you think about the present when you have long hair?"

"But I am really not from your school. Let me go, I am really not. Don't cut it, don't cut it..."

The shrill wails of the young and dandy yelled throughout most of the campus.

"Not from our school? Isn't from our school still wearing our school uniform?" The old leader was unmoved and kept moving his hands. "Little classmate, I'm old, but my eyes are not blind. Which class are you from? Lies to the teacher, and the crime is more serious."

After saying that, another scissor was "clicking".

"Woo wow..." The young and dandy cried even more than a floor, and suddenly resounded through the sky.

It was not until the old leaders looked at the shoulder-length hair in front of them with satisfaction that they had turned into standard local dogs and big mushroom heads, and then they waved their scissors and signaled the physical education teacher to let go: "That's right, students, they should look like students."

"Wuwuwuwu is simply too much..."

"You are hegemonic, I am a local dog..."
Chapter completed!