The flat-headed male disciple's eyes welled up with tears. "I don't know, I don't know."
"I'm just a bitch, so I came out to refute it."
"I can't stand seeing new students taking the spotlight, so I said that on purpose."
"Actually, I've long disliked Mu Liuchuan."
In fact, he had only heard of Mu Liuchuan's name by chance.
Everyone knows that Mu Liuchuan is one of the most talented people and is extremely popular.
No one else has seen it.
After going out for some experience, who knew that Mu Liuchuan would collapse after he came back.
His personality collapsed and he became the first choice asshole in the eyes of all the female disciples.
If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have offended the arrogant female disciple in front of him.
Not only is he arrogant, but he also has a bunch of younger brothers around him, each of whom is a little stronger than him.
He didn't even dare to fight back.
"Bad mouth?"
"This is the first time I've seen you talk so meanly."
The female disciple blew on her red palms and crossed her legs.
He waved his hand impatiently.
"It hurts so much."
"You guys go up there and repeat what I did before."
"I want him to know the consequences of speaking bad words."
"Okay."
The younger brothers are very obedient.
Each of them slapped the flat-headed male disciple on the head.
His hair is not very thick.
As I was patting, my hair started falling off.
It became visibly sparse.
The flat-headed male disciple covered his chest with his hands, tears welling up in his eyes, "My dear mother, you are so cruel."
"It's good that I have a flat head, but I don't want to be bald."
"What?" The female disciple scratched her ears with her hands. "You said you wanted to become bald?"
"Does anyone still have such thoughts these days?"
"Then I'll reluctantly let them satisfy you."
"As Mu Liuchuan's fanboy, you should at least enjoy the feeling of being served, right?"
She gave a subtle smile.
Pointed at the flat-headed male disciple.
"Da Huang, Er Gou, Sandan, use more force and pull all his hair off."
At the command, everyone obeys.
The younger brothers said "OK" enthusiastically.
He approached the flat-headed male disciple in a sinister manner.
"Make sure the mission is completed."
The amygdala disciple collapsed to the ground in fear, "Don't come over here."
"Don't force it, you can't handle it."
"My hair..."
His voice was lost in the crowd, and his poor hair was fluttering in disarray.
Falling alone to the ground.
The sun sets and its afterglow shines on the ground.
It cast a layer of light on the person lying on the ground.
Especially that bald head.
Flat and shiny.
Reflecting dazzling light.
The person who was clinging to him just now has left.
He was left alone, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes.
She was like a woman who had been raped, covering her chest with her hands, feeling hopeless.
He regretted it.
Why are you talking nonsense?
As a result, the hair that had been with him for half his life was gone.
No more...
What a tragic experience.
He never participated in any discussion again.
Every time he participates, his hair goes through a terrible cycle.
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