Song Jia said, "Dad, it's all your fault. My face, which was so handsome it was outrageous, has been ruined. How are you going to compensate me?"

Song Jia protested while crying.

Mr. Song was already used to his son's vanity.

"No, you're still as handsome as ever!"

Chi Tiantian said quietly, "Brother Jiajia, you're just too handsome, that's why the mosquitoes can't help but bully you."

Song Jia and Chi Tiantian have never gotten along.

Because Chi Tiantian was first place and he was second.

But at this moment, he felt that Chi Tiantian's words were very true.

He cried out indignantly, "Is it my fault that I'm handsome?"

Feeling embarrassed, Song's father tried to shut his son up by applying medicated oil to his face: "Medicated oil has a special smell that mosquitoes will be afraid of and won't bite you, so you don't have to worry about your face."

With a sob in her voice, Song Jia asked worriedly, "What if an ant comes and bites me while holding its nose? After all, I'm so handsome, it'll probably take the risk."

"Pfft"

Aunt Wu laughed, and then Hua Rong and Qiao Liang couldn't help but laugh too.

After I finished applying the medicated oil, the school bus arrived.

Hua Rong and the others got into the car together.

The group sat close together, the adults talking about adults' things, and the children talking about children's things.

However, Hua Rong and the others soon heard what Qiao Xiaoyue said.

"I think our teacher, Mr. Wang, needs to take his medicine."

Chi Tiantian: "She's not sick."

Hua Rong and the others remained silent, their intuition telling them that Qiao Xiaoyue's words had a hidden meaning.

Qiao Xiaoyue raised her head and said, "She's sick, and when you're sick you need to take medicine."

Song Jia snorted coldly: "Qiao Xiaoyue, don't talk nonsense, or I'll tell Teacher Wang."

Qiao Xiaoyue rolled her eyes and said, "Teacher Wang's hair is damaged! She needs to take medicine to fix it!"

"Pfft"

Hua Rong and the others couldn't help but laugh again.

Teacher Wang is Chi Tiantian's homeroom teacher.

She is also a part-time novelist on a certain online platform, and is only in her early twenties.

However, Qiao Xiaoyue is right.

Teacher Wang is almost bald.

So these days, novelists not only have to worry about data, but also about their hairlines.