After the real daughter is reborn, she is beautiful

The atmosphere of the entire campus gradually heated up along with the atmosphere of the forum.

Unexpectedly, some people rushed to the class, just to help Sun Mingyu complain and let An Rou fulfill her bet.

An Rou looked at the dark crowd at the door of the classroom, all of them came for her, and she couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

"An Rou, originally everyone didn't want to meddle in this business, but you have used despicable methods over and over again, which has aroused public outrage."

A senior at the head of the crowd said in a deep voice, he had a dark complexion, as if he had the ability to lead, he stared at An Rou, and then said:

"Either, you fulfill your promise, or you drop out of school."

"Drop out! Drop out! Drop out!"

Before An Rou could answer, the other students behind him shouted together, the shouts were so loud that they almost knocked down the whole building.

Even the faculty office in the next building could feel the shaking. The deans of all grades hurried out of the office, ready to stop the chaos.

Where has An Rou seen this kind of scene before? Her eyes were slightly red, and she didn't dare to move while sitting on the seat, as if a big rock was being pressed down on her heart and she couldn't breathe.

why!
Why do these people turn to this little bitch Lin Ya every time!
"I'll just shave!"

An Rou rubbed her red eye sockets, and responded in a self-defeating manner, and the shouts outside the classroom gradually diminished.

"If you don't shave tomorrow, you will drop out of school yourself! This school can't tolerate a dishonest, despicable person like you!"

The leading senior issued a warning angrily, and led everyone away.

When several teaching directors arrived, the floor had returned to normal, as if the commotion just now was just a mirage.

Only An Rou sat on the seat blankly, which aroused the public indignation of the whole school, and now she couldn't escape.

The days seem to be very long, but also seem to be very short. She has been wandering all day long, and finally made it to school.

After An Rou packed her schoolbag, she left school. Unlike usual, she went home after school.

She drove to a mall, found a wig shop, and carefully selected a wig.

The wig is almost identical to her current hair.

It may take months for her shaved hair to grow back, but this wig temporarily hides her embarrassment.

An Rou paid under the surprised gaze of the clerk, and when she returned to An's house, she didn't even respond to Fang Lingrong's greeting.

"Mom, I won't eat tonight..."

Like a ghost, she walked to the door of the room, and under Fang Lingrong's worried eyes, she said a word, entered the room, and locked the door behind her.

Fang Lingrong had seen An Rou like this before. She was so anxious that she didn't dare to disturb An Rou.

As for Lin Ya, who was sitting on the sofa, seeing An Rou's distraught appearance, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

An Rou, An Rou, this is the end of your reckless death.

However, it was also thanks to An Rou's stimulation that Sun Mingyu had such a strong motivation and desire to learn.

"What happened to Rourou these two days?"

Fang Lingrong looked at An Rou who walked into the room, feeling uneasy. Her daughter has always been the most obedient and kindest existence in her heart. Could it be that she was bullied at school?

"Lin Ya, when you were in my daughter's class, did any classmates bully my daughter!"

Fang Lingrong thought about it, but she had no idea, so she had to ask Lin Ya who was sitting on the sofa.

"how could I know?"

Lin Ya shrugged, expressing that she didn't usually communicate with An Rou, but the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

This time, An Rou had no choice but to carry out the bet.

An Rou didn't know about this. When she returned to her room, she put down her schoolbag and walked to the mirror on the sink.

She took out the scissors and razor that she usually trims her bangs from the cabinet behind the mirror, and placed them on the sink.

An Rou looked at her long chestnut hair, and the emotions that had finally calmed down began to fluctuate again. Her nose was sore, her eyes were slightly red, and tears almost fell down.

Resisting the urge to cry, she finally calmed down, picked up the scissors, raised the knife and dropped it, and her soft and elegant long hair instantly turned into ragged short hair.

An Rou didn't pause in the movements of her hands, nor did she leave a single glance at herself in the mirror. She picked up the razor placed on the sink and pressed the switch.

In an instant, the buzzing sound resounded throughout the bathroom.

The sound of the razor touching the scalp was like an electric drill, tormenting her ears. From the corner of her eyes, An Rou saw her strands of hair slowly falling on the sink, feeling extremely complicated.

After half an hour's work, An Rou's head was completely naked. Looking at herself in front of the mirror, her bald head looked extraordinarily funny.

In the early morning of the next day, An Rou got up early like the day before, ready to go to school early.

She looked at her smooth head, sighed slightly, and washed her hair while washing her face.

She took out the wig she bought yesterday after school from her schoolbag, and put it on carefully. She looked at herself in the mirror, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the self with the wig is no different from the self before the hair was shaved.

After wearing the wig, it is the men's school uniform.

An Rou looked at a new set of men's school uniform that someone gave her yesterday, and slowly put it on.

Even the size fits me unexpectedly.

An Rou looked at her slightly heroic self in the mirror, with a unique sense of sexiness. Her slender legs were wrapped in a men's school uniform, and the short top made her already exquisite figure even more uneven.

The dark clouds in her heart dissipated a lot.

If you ignore the point of shaving your head, she doesn't object to wearing men's clothes.

An Rou picked up the schoolbag on the shelf, opened the door, and prepared to go to the dining room for breakfast.

She just came downstairs and met Fang Lingrong's suspicious eyes.

"Rourou, why are you wearing men's clothing?"

Fang Lingrong sat at the dining table, looking at An Rou.

"My school uniform is dirty and I have no school uniform to wear."

An Rou smiled awkwardly, and made up a reason for leaving her foot.

"The clothes washed last night should be dry, I'll go and see for you."

Fang Lingrong believed it was true, and hurried to the balcony to see for her whether the school uniform that was hung out last night was completely dry.

"no need."

An Rou, who originally planned to have breakfast at home, declined Fang Lingrong's offer, and hurried out the door.