My Kill Matt Boyfriend

"What did you say?" Xu Shiming felt that he might not have heard clearly.

"I'll cut it for you." Gu Chuan's scissors were all ready, and he took them out of the drawer and put them on the table.

Xu Shiming's eyes straightened.

"You're not serious, are you?"

"I don't joke much," Furukawa said.

Xu Shiming turned his head and ran away.

"Where are you going?" Gu Chuan quickly grabbed the other party's back collar.

Xu Shiming staggered.

"I'm going to pay tribute to my hair." Xu Shiming wept.

"After the cutting, there will be time to mourn for you." Gu Chuan sneered.

"I don't want to cut it, I don't want to cut it!" Xu Shiming held his head.

The people in the office turned their heads silently to watch.

"It's not up to you."

"What kind of grudge do I have against you!" Xu Shiming had tears in his eyes, "Why do you want to have trouble with my hair!"

Gu Chuan shook his head, stopped talking to him, got up, grabbed Xu Shiming's collar and threw him onto the chair.

"No!" Xu Shiming screamed like a pig, and firmly protected his head with both hands, "Why are you willing to cut off such a handsome hairstyle!"

Gu Chuan was silent for a moment, wondering if there was any rope in the office to tie Xu Shiming up.

Seeing that Xu Shiming's tears were about to fall, a person came to the door of the office. Xu Shiming laughed, and the savior came!

"Director, Director!" Xu Shiming waved at Song Juhua, "Look, there is a teacher here who wants to force the students, and wants to insult the personality and dignity of the students!"

Gu Chuan turned his head, still clutching Xu Shiming in his hand: "Director Song."

Song Juhua naturally knew that Xu Shiming didn't like to cut his own hair. It didn't matter if he offended him or not, but after all, this is still a school. A student from the other party was such a blatant first-time violation of school rules and regulations. As the director of the school, how could he take the lead? Chilled the heart of the people's teachers.

So he waved his hand: "Do you need my help?"

"Director Song just help me hold down Xu Shiming, I'm afraid he's dishonest."

Song Juhua walked over slowly and reached out to hold Xu Shiming's shoulder: "You accept your fate."

"My life is up to me!" Xu Shiming had a humiliated expression on his face. He gritted his teeth and cried, "Why did you hurt me like this? I'm just a child."

"A 17-year-old child." Gu Chuan said, "When will I be weaned?"

Song Juhua almost spit out, this teacher Gu looks gentle, but he didn't expect to have such a poisonous tongue.

"Cooperate honestly, or you will cry." Gu Chuan warned.

I'm already crying, okay? ! !

Xu Shiming burst into tears, his supreme hairstyle!

Gu Chuan had already tightened his grip on the scissors. He picked up a strand of hair, which felt hard, and he didn't know how much hairspray was applied.

"Crack."

A strand of purple hair floated in front of Xu Shiming's eyes.

Xu Shiming was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. He looked at his hair, and the expression on his face made people who didn't know it think that his parents were dead.

"Crack, click."

Hair fell out one by one, and Xu Shiming felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

"I want to quit school!!!" Xu Shiming began to struggle again, "Let go of me, I am not a student of your school from now on, you have no reason to cut my hair off!"

"Even if you want to drop out of school, you have to wait until your hair is cut before dropping out." Gu Chuan's subordinates moved faster and faster, and Xu Shiming's hair decreased at an extremely fast speed. "You don't have the right to drop out now."

Song Juhua wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, he didn't meet such an authoritarian teacher when he was a child, otherwise, with his more out-of-the-box style than Xu Shiming, he must have had a worse life than now.

The other teachers were still in the state of watching a play. Fortunately, class was about to start at this time, and some teachers were already preparing to go to the classroom. Otherwise, Xu Shiming would probably drown himself in tears later.

"You are simply not human!" Xu Shiming complained tearfully, "How could you bear to treat such a lovely me like this."

"Don't make me vomit." Gu Chuan said with an expression on his face, "Go to the classroom immediately after cutting your hair, if I find you're not here..."

Xu Shiming wants to cry but has no tears.

There are constant clicks on the top of the head, and the head with less and less hair feels chilly this autumn. I only feel a gust of cool wind blowing on me, which can't be compared with when I have hair!

Furukawa put down the scissors.

The top of Xu Shiming's head was cut horribly, with spots, some places had purple hair, and some places were bald with visible scalp. Song Juhua felt that he couldn't help laughing.

He coughed, held back his smile, and said seriously: "The cut is not bad, Xu Shiming, you are so handsome."

Xu Shiming didn't believe it: "Don't lie to me if I didn't look in the mirror."

"Don't let go yet," Gu Chuan said.

Xu Shiming stared: "Aren't you allowed to leave after the cut?"

"It's not finished yet." Gu Chuan said, then took out another electric pusher from the drawer, bent down and plugged in the electric pusher.

Song Juhua: "Mr. Gu, do you have everything in your drawer?"

Gu Chuan took out a piece of paper to wipe his nose, then threw it into the wastebasket, still speaking with a nasal voice, he took a serious look at Song Juhua, shook his head and said, "No."

Xu Shiming, who was pressed on the chair, resisted tenaciously for the last time: "I will report you."

"Yes." Gu Chuan nodded, "I allow you to report me."

There was a buzzing electric sound, and the electric clippers had already been attached to Xu Shiming's scalp, fine hair fell down the sides of his head, and he stretched out his hands in vain to catch the last strands of hair.

"Don't go, don't abandon me."

"Okay." Unmoved, Gu Chuan shaved all his hair, blew on the faders, and said to Song Juhua, "Let go, Director."

"Oh." Song Juhua let go.

"There's a mirror over there." Gu Chuan pointed to the back of the office door with his chin, "You can go and see for yourself."

Xu Shiming rushed to the mirror, and when he saw his head in the mirror, his tears flowed down.

He knelt down and held a handful of broken hair and wept silently.

"Okay, let's go to class." Gu Chuan showed mercy.

Song Juhua sighed deeply, it was so cruel, he shaved Xu Shiming into a bald head.

Xu Shiming ran away crying.

Gu Chuan was quite satisfied with his haircut just now, so he would pack up his tools and clean up the hair on the ground. When he turned around and saw Song Juhua was still here, he couldn't help but ask, "What else is Director Song going to do?"

Once again trembling from the acid words, Song Juhua said: "Mr. Gu, you are not afraid..."

"I think this is for the good of Xu Shiming. His three views are already problematic. As a teacher of the people, I have the obligation to help him correct it."

"Could it be..." Song Juhua said, "Going too far? Will it have the opposite effect?"

Gu Chuan shook his head firmly: "No."

Song Juhua was worried, very worried.

Because Gu Chuan, who is very confident that he can teach Xu Shiming well, saw him enter the classroom arrogantly with colorful hair the next day, Gu Chuan felt that his always calm face was finally about to crack.

"Take off your wig!!!"