Chapter 4207: A little spicy

Meng Yue asked him, "Can you make a haircut?"
Of course, Lu Xiuche will not, but he just said everything, and can only continue to say: "Of course I will not, but I have to cut a few knives. Although I haven't tried it, I have seen it. No difficulty. "
Sun Xiangkun looked at Lin Shen and Lu Xiuche: "Then ... you mean you want to cut Lin Shen's hair?"
Lu Xiuche turned to Yue Tingfeng for help, and then saw a smile on his face without giving a constructive opinion.
Lu Xiuche simply said, "I'll just come and cut my head. It's simple, but you have to let Lin Shen agree first. Do you dare let me cut your hair? Lin Shen?"
Lin Shen nodded without hesitation. He didn't care if it looked good, as long as he didn't spend money.
Lu Xiuche asked the others: "Who have you brought scissors?"
"No, I went to other dormitories to ask." Sun Xiangkun and Hou Zhixin looked expectant, and ran out to the next dormitory to borrow scissors.
Meng Wei said, "I can't find it, so I go home and get it. I have it at home."
It is not easy to borrow a pair of scissors in the dormitory. Especially in their dormitory building, most of them are freshmen in high school. They have just arrived. It is not enough to bring so much luggage. Who cares about getting scissors.
So Meng Yue went back home, and his house and school were very close to the teacher's family building.
When Meng Yue returned, all the life spread on the ground was put away.
"Here comes the scissors."
After receiving the scissors handed down by Meng Yue, Lu Xiuche was a little nervous: "Lin Shen, I'll try to cut it for you, but if it's ugly, don't blame me."
Lin Shen nodded: "Well."
Lu Xiuche rolled up his sleeves, took a deep breath, and sparse Lin's hair twice with a comb.
The hand holding the scissors shuddered, and finally dropped the scissors.
Click, the first cut, shaking hands, the cut is crooked.
The shredded hair on the ground slowly hid, and Lin Shen's hair became shorter and shorter.
After the cut was complete, everyone was surrounded by Lin Shen, looking dignified.
Meng Yue: "This ..."
Sun Xiangkun: "It is ..."
Hou Zhixin: "Too ... not good."
Lu Xiuche was a bit frustrated: "Everyone said his head was scratching like a dog, I finally understand, Lin Shen, sorry, I ... I cut my head for the first time ..."
Lin Shen looked at the mirror, it was really not good-looking, but at least no need to spend money, he said: "It's all right, thank you."
Yue Tingfeng really couldn't stand it anymore, let Lin Shen sit down and held out his hand: "Scissors."
Yue Tingfeng finally leaned on a pair of scissors to save Lin Shen's head back by 5 points, at least it seemed normal.
Hou Zhixin reached out and touched Lin Shen's head and looked at Yue Tingfeng admirably: "Brother, have you practiced this?"
Yue Tingfeng: "No."
"Then why do you seem so skilled?"
Yue Tingfeng answered his two words: "Talent."
Yue Tingfeng didn't tell them that he hadn't cut his head, but when he was in that training camp, he shaved an injured military power.
Lin Shen saw himself in the mirror, his tense face, suddenly relaxed a lot, revealing the first smile after coming to school today, although shallow, but smiled.
He said to Yue Tingfeng: "Thank you."
Yue Tingfeng took a towel and wiped her hands: "You're welcome."
Mainly, Lu Xiuche made the human head too ugly, he looked a little bit spicy.
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