In fact, when Shi Sang mentioned this, he was also very depressed. He let out a sigh of relief and said, "I really don't know what's going on. I washed my hair and ended up losing a lot of hair."

Xie Yan thought about what he had been busy with these days and asked: "I was worried about the school anniversary ceremony?"

"It's possible." Shi Sang felt that his words made sense, and nodded seriously, and said, "I used to not lose my hair. In the past few days, every time I wash my hair, it's like a chemotherapy site. I don't dare to touch it because I'll get my hair off as soon as I scratch it."

"Oh, that's fine, don't be sad. Actually, you can think about it from another angle." Xie Yan raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and then comforted him without hesitation, "Look, you at least have a head, but your head has nothing."

Shi Sang: "..."

Thank you, I said I was not comforted.

When they were talking, both of them sat in their seats, so their conversations were heard in Lim's ears.

Liner was originally writing something down. After hearing this, she raised her head and stared at Shisang's head thoughtfully for a while, then suddenly interrupted, "San'er, can you recommend the shampoo you use?"

Shi Sang paused, and he turned around and looked at her incredibly: "Ye Ye, are you serious?"

Liner: "Yeah."

Shi Sang: "My hair has fallen so much, do you still ask me to recommend it?"

"No." Liner stared at his bare head and said, "I just wanted to avoid thunder."

Shi Sang: "..."

I felt like my heart was stabbed again.

Shi Sang shared his shampoo with a whimper, and while posting a link to the group, he sighed: "I think this is not a shampoo pot, it is a pot for the school anniversary ceremony. The so-called "I'm tired of getting tired and my head is getting bald and I don't regret it."

Hearing this, Lin Er asked according to his words: "Why, the program in the class has not been decided yet?"

"No." As soon as he said this, Shi Sang wanted to pull his hair in pain, but he reached halfway through his hand. He suddenly remembered the few hairs left by himself and shrank his hand back.

"I originally wanted to do a group dance, but didn't my brother say that I was like a master dancing?" Shi Sang said.

"..." Lin Er thought to himself, yes, he was right.

"I was thinking just now. If it really doesn't work, I'll go to Xixi and their class to borrow a foreign aid? When the last sports meeting, they all pulled Brother Wang over to support the scene. This time, I'll go to borrow someone." Shi Sang said again, "But there seems to be no one in their class who can show off."

Lin Er thought about what he meant: "Can you find foreign aid?"

"Of course," Shi Sang said, "Our school is a famous school that is famous for its science scores. Everyone is busy studying, so how can there be so many people with artistic cells?"

"Ye Ye, haven't you noticed it?" Shi Sang complained again, "Every time the school has some activities, the ones who go on stage will always be those fixed art classes."

Liner: “…”
Chapter completed!