Facts have proven that people only laugh when they are extremely speechless.

In the barber shop.

Sun Zhicheng glanced at his rare shiny head in the mirror and couldn't stop feeling wildly happy.

The apprentice looked at the trembling winter melon in front of him and felt a little confused.

"Handsome guy, don't move."

Sun Zhicheng wanted to stand up suddenly and curse at the barber shop.

He wanted to go berserk in an instant, smash up this shabby shop, and make the black-hearted boss and idiot apprentice lose his hair and dignity.

What do you think you are?

The guinea pig who takes the initiative to pay!

"Handsome boy, stop moving. You've created another trap." The apprentice complained, "It will be cut soon. If you move around, it's hard for me to operate."

Sun Zhicheng was on the verge of anger, and he glanced at his rare head.

I endured it.

"Can you push all my hair away?" He forcefully regained his senses and suppressed the demon in his heart.

When the emperor was angry, the galaxy was shattered and the great road was destroyed.

I wonder if this small barber shop can bear my own anger!

"I don't recommend it here, handsome guy." The apprentice said with a gentle voice and a smile, "With your head shape, it won't look good if it's completely flattened."

Hearing this, Sun Zhicheng felt a little unsure again.

"real?"

"Yes, wait patiently for a while." The apprentice asked smoothly, "Handsome guy, if you are not satisfied, you can tell me."

Sun Zhicheng: "."

He was not satisfied with anything about his hairstyle, and he didn't want to talk. He just wanted to kill the apprentice's mother.

At this moment, Sun Zhicheng only hated that he was not a member of society.

My hair has been cut like this, do I still have to endure it?

He wanted to yell, but he was afraid of causing trouble to others.

Maybe the apprentice is like this, he finally got this opportunity.

Should you be kinder and be more patient with others?

Ten minutes passed and the apprentice was still tracing the back of his head.

Sun Zhicheng: "Um, I'm almost late for my evening self-study. Can you hurry up?"

"Okay, handsome guy, just wait a moment." The apprentice was still trimming the edges and swayed left and right, "It's almost done, it will be over soon."

At 6:05, Sun Zhicheng walked out of the barber shop.

He took out his cell phone, looked in the mirror with the lights on both sides of the street, and cried.

The tears did not flow down, because men do not shed tears easily.

At this moment, he deeply understood a truth: Never be soft-hearted towards the barber shop apprentices, and hang yourself if you fail to learn the skills.

In the classroom.

"Hahahahaha!!" Lin Dong hugged his belly, laughing so hard that he ran out of breath and kept coughing, "Cough cough cough!! Save me, I can't die!"

"Pfft!" Zhou Yuting just raised her head when lightning struck the opening scene.

She covered her mouth and turned to look at Yu Zhiyi who was writing on the table, not daring to speak for fear of laughing.

"Hmm."

Yu Zhiyi raised his head and glanced at Zhou Yuting with a puzzled look.

Under the signal from her eyes, she slowly looked at Sun Zhicheng. Suddenly, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Haha, it's rare for a dog to have a head."

Hearing this, Lin Dong had just come to his senses when his attention was attracted by Yu Zhiyi's remark.

He looked at Sun Zhicheng carefully for a while and found that he really had a rare charm, and he burst into laughter instantly.

Lin Dong sat back down and couldn't hold it in anymore, so he started hahaha again, so he hugged his belly again and said "ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch"

Because he laughed so hard, he rolled his eyes and half fainted.

People nearby were watching the excitement and suddenly realized that Lin Dong was dying, so they shouted.

"Oops, Lin Dong is dead!"

There are auspicious words again.

This was just before evening self-study, and it gets dark very early in November.

There are already many people in the classroom, mostly in small groups. They are either sitting in their seats doing homework or chatting.

This explosive speech attracted the attention of the whole class.

"Wonderful, Lin Dong was laughed to death by Sun Zhicheng."

"Damn it, the knife was in my ass, it opened my eyes."

"What should I do? Send him to the school hospital?"

"You're too stupid to study. Where does our school hospital come from? Call 120!"

"Head teacher! Looking for the head teacher. Where is the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

Cai Xiaoqing was also stunned. He had never seen such a situation before. He was so confused for a moment that he could only lean over while holding his phone.

What to do, what to do?

Suddenly, the crowd was pushed aside.

Li Qingrong came over and took a look, and said calmly.

"This is respiratory alkalosis, who has a plastic bag?"

Cai Xiaoqing's reaction was a little slow, and her mind was buzzing. Before the panic could spread, Li Qingrong tapped her on the shoulder.

"ah?"

Li Qingrong's eyes were deep and she said calmly.

"Find a plastic bag."

"Oh! Okay!" Cai Xiaoqing seemed to have a backbone for a moment. He no longer hesitated and shouted loudly, "Does anyone have a bag?"

"I have it!" Gudao brother Luo Yong took out a white plastic bag and said hesitantly, "It's just a little oily, is it okay?"

Cai Xiaoqing looked at the monitor, and Li Qingrong nodded.

"fine."

Li Qingrong took the bag and put it over Lin Dong's head, tying it slightly tight.

"Everyone spread out."

A group of people were cleared around, leaving a circle.

Sun Zhicheng stood there dumbfounded. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the squad leader was dealing with it, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

For a while, he could neither stand nor sit, which seemed a little awkward. Fortunately, Lin Dong's condition was mild, and he stabilized after breathing a few rounds of carbon dioxide, and his fingers no longer twitched.

Seeing this, Li Qingrong said to those around him.

"Come here and help him adjust a few more rounds."

When Sun Zhicheng heard this, he immediately came back to his senses. He muttered twice and was about to step forward.

As the saying goes, to untie a bell, you must tie the bell.

Since Brother Dong's illness started from me, let me end it. I will cut off the cause and effect with my own hands.

Li Qingrong glanced at him and said.

"You should stay far away, so as not to cause the symptoms to relapse."

Click, Sun Zhicheng's pupils shrank sharply. The Taoist heart that had just been condensed was shattered in an instant. Go farther~go farther~a little~

He was like a scholar named Luosun Mountain, walking towards the crowd with a lonely look on his face.

It turns out that I am unlucky.

Li Qingrong didn't pay attention to Sun Zhicheng and was hesitating who to call to help.

Suddenly, a group of people came in outside the classroom door.

Three Guobao special attackers, Jiang Nian, Li Hua, and Ma Guojun, came in, followed by Yang Qiming and Huang Cairang.

The two groups of people met downstairs and decided to go upstairs together.
To be continued...