He Zhuo's shaking of his head caught Wen Qing off guard, and a clump of his hair was cut off at the roots.
The air suddenly became quiet.
He Zhuo stiffly raised his hand and touched the top of his head, and felt an abrupt and flat surface.
In the mirror, his iconic red and black gradient hair now looked like a wheat field that had been gnawed by a dog.
"......"
"Puff." Gu Wan was the first one who couldn't hold it in.
Then everyone burst into laughter.
"Sister Wen Qing..." He Zhuo wanted to cry but had no tears.
Wen Qing coughed lightly and tried to suppress his laughter: "How about...shaving your head? It's hot anyway."
The macaw was already rolling on the roof, laughing: "Bald! Bald!"
In the end, He Zhuo, with a prickly crew cut, squatted beside the SUV with a look of despair.
The sunlight shines on the pale scalp.
Gu Qi stood in the distance, holding a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, and sneered: "You deserve it. Who told you to cut your own hair like you have ADHD?"
Gu Wan sat cross-legged under the canopy, tilted her head to look at him for two seconds, and reluctantly comforted him: "It's okay, a buzz cut is the only standard for testing handsome guys - congratulations, you barely pass."
The macaw fluttered its wings and landed on the table, and started to make a noise in its hoarse voice: "Ugly! Ugly! You are the ugliest!"
He Zhuo stood up and rushed over with murderous intent: "Gangzi? Are you worthy of this name? From now on, I will call you Goudan. I am a perfect match for you, a broken bird!"
The macaws flew low over the sky in a mean manner.
The wind from the wings blew on He Zhuo's face, and he kept cursing: "Vicious! Ugly man with a vicious heart!"
Under the canopy, Lu Nange and a few others sat in a circle, some eating melon seeds, some drinking water, and watching the show the whole time.
And that wicked parrot, relying on its ability to fly, deliberately made He Zhuo walk in circles, sometimes high and sometimes low.
"call--"
He Zhuo finally gave up the pursuit and slumped down on a folding chair.
Turning to look at Lu Nange, his eyes were filled with resentment: "Nannan, sister, my dear sister... can we have a roasted parrot for dinner? The kind that's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."
As soon as the words fell, the macaw swooped down and pecked at his finger with its sharp beak. "Ugly and poisonous! Ugly man murder!"
Lu Nange was quick to grab the parrot in his arms, and then he took the water bowl next to it and put it to its mouth: "Be quiet for a while, ancestor, your throat is hoarse from shouting."
The macaw held its head high proudly, but still obediently moved closer to the edge of the bowl and took two sips of water.
It flapped its wings and flew to the table, picked up a melon seed, and with a crisp "crack" the shell cracked.
At the end, he tilted his head and glanced at He Zhuo, and the tips of his wings trembled proudly, like a general who had won a battle.
"If you take a step back, the world will be vast and the sky will be vast. Why bother with a bird?" He Zhuo muttered to himself with gritted teeth, veins throbbing on his forehead.
A macaw eating melon seeds: "Bald, bald!"
He Zhuo was so angry that he said angrily: "Retreat, you can't retreat even a little bit!"
He threw himself on the table and said, "God! Either you die or I live!"
The macaw was prepared, and spread its wings with a swish: "Ugly man, ugly man!"
Lu Xici: "From now on, there will be no peace at all!"
......
The weather was hot, and Lu Nange and his companions relied on the ice provided by the macaws to keep cool.
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