Yellow Hair was completely shocked and after a long while, he suddenly started crying, "Big brother, what exactly do you want, just draw a line for me, will you?"
Hao Jian chuckled, then turned to Jiang Yutong's mother and said, "Ma'am, may I borrow a pair of scissors?"
Jiang Yutong and her mother had no idea what Hao Jian was about to do, but still handed him a pair of scissors.
"I already told you, I hate students like you the most. First, let me cut off this bird's nest on your head." Hao Jian found Yellow Hair's hair displeasing no matter how he looked at it.
"No, that's absolutely not okay." Yellow Hair panicked, his hairstyle was more important to him than his life, there's no way he could let someone mess with it.
"Not okay?" Hao Jian frowned.
"Absolutely not! A head can be broken, blood can flow, but the hairstyle must not be messed with," Yellow Hair declared firmly.
Hao Jian fell silent but his gaze toward Yellow Hair was peculiarly eccentric.
