Parents Are Panicking About Building A Vocational And Technical College For Children

As a retired district party secretary, Secretary Zhou saw Wang Junhao's timid and cowardly nature.

After decades of experience in the officialdom, Secretary Zhou knows how to communicate with people, even children.

As expected, a simple sentence instantly made Wang Junhao like him and become his good friend.

Wang Junhao shook his little head and asked after a pause: "Grandpa, what kind of clothes do you like to wear?"

"Huh? Why do you ask this?"

Secretary Zhou was surprised. What does getting a haircut have to do with what clothes you wear?

"Of course it does!"

"Our headmaster has taught me!"

"Hairstyles should not only match the face shape, but also be matched according to the style of clothing."

When it comes to professional matters, Wang Junhao changed his previous timidity and talked freely.

"Oh? Look, everyone, what does professional mean? This is professional!" Secretary Zhou laughed at the crowd around him: "You are going to suffer this time, I am the first!"

"Grandpa Zhou! I usually like to wear shirts and trousers. I have worn them for decades and I am not used to wearing other clothes."

"Oh! Is it the style you are wearing?"

"Yes, how about it? What kind of hairstyle do you plan to give Grandpa Zhou?"

"Grandpa Zhou, if you usually dress like this, I will give you a 3:7 director style to match your face shape, which will definitely suit your temperament."

Wang Junhao pinched his chin, as if he had thought it through, and he had a sense of Director Tony.

"Awesome! You know the director style?"

The little boy's appearance is so funny, especially when he speaks seriously.

It's funny and cute.

"All taught by our headmaster!"

"He taught us a lot of hairstyles, a hundred kinds."

"Wang Junhao, you remembered it wrong! It's a thousand kinds!!!"

The child next to him corrected it immediately.

"It's not one thousand, it's ten thousand."

"It's one hundred million!!!"

"It's as many as the super invincible universe!"

The child's words became more and more outrageous.

"Hahahaha..."

"Oh! I'm so happy!"

"Too cute! I have to keep an eye on my daughter and son-in-law tonight and make them give birth to a baby for me no matter what."

"When you cook tonight, buy more leeks and oysters, it will work wonders!"

"Hey! I'm so old now, I don't expect anything but a grandson. If it's a few years later, I won't be able to take care of them with my old bones!"

"My grandson..."

"Old Wei! Shut up!!!"

Old Wei was about to show off when he was scolded by the old man next to him. The old men and women watching were so happy that they drooled at the group of cute kids.

There's nothing I can do. Who made them so cute?

I really want to hold them in my arms and ravage them.

...

Taking out a barber apron from his schoolbag, Wang Junhao picked up a stool and walked behind Secretary Zhou, then stood on the stool and tied the apron on him.

The pattern on the apron was the super cute cartoon character Pikachu.

After tying the apron, Wang Junhao jumped off the stool and dumped all the tools out of his schoolbag.

There were flat shears, tooth scissors, electric clippers, combs...

Such professional tools!

The onlookers nearby widened their eyes.

Incredible!

This doesn't look like a child's play, it seems like he's really good at it!

Moving the stool to the side and standing on it, Wang Junhao held the electric clipper in one hand and the comb in the other, and began his performance.

He had practiced it many times in kindergarten, although it was on a dummy head, but the feeling was almost the same.

This is the power of the innate ability to understand.

When children awaken their innate ability to understand, their learning ability is thousands of times that of ordinary people.

The genius of learning efficiency would kneel down and call him brother!

Many things don't even need to be taught, they can understand them on their own.

The knife fell!

The hair fell down one by one.

Because there was no mirror in front of him, Secretary Zhou couldn't see what he looked like.

At first, he only heard the sound of the electric razor and felt the electric razor scratching against his scalp.

Then, he heard the sound of scissors, squeak.

The voices of the crowd became smaller and smaller, and in the end, there was no sound.

"What's going on?"

"Everyone has dispersed?"

Secretary Zhou couldn't move his head, and he couldn't see anyone in front of him, thinking that it shouldn't be!

"They are willing to not watch the fun?"

Just as Secretary Zhou was muttering secretly, Wang Junhao opened a can of hair mud, rubbed it on his hands, and applied it to Secretary Zhou's head.

The little hand scratched the hair, itching.

Then, he heard Wang Junhao sighed with relief: "Huh... Grandpa Zhou, it's done!"

"Do you like it?" Jiang Che handed over a mirror: "If you are not satisfied, I can trim it for you."

Jiang Che was ready to cover the bottom at any time.

As long as the kid doesn't come out with a bald head, he will be able to save him.

However, it is clear that his worries are unnecessary. The kid's skills have not deteriorated because of being outdoors in an unfamiliar environment.

They have maintained a level above the director level. If he is allowed to practice, the master level is just around the corner.

Secretary Zhou didn't have much hope in the first place. In fact, he had already prepared himself to go out of the park and get a bald head.

The result.

When he saw himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but gasp.

After a long silence, he asked a soul-searching question.

"Who are you, handsome old man?"