Lucas Fang was already very good at using scissors, and when he stood there, he looked like a barber, but he was a little high, so he had to raise the chair to the highest position to be able to do it easily. Liu An said that he was good enough for now, as long as he had the scissors, comb and hair dryer ready. He casually pulled a child over and said, "Come here, your hair has grown long, let Brother Lucas Fang cut your hair."
The boy's eyes were filled with fear, but he still didn't resist. He sat down on the chair and said, "Okay."
Lucas Fang looked at him in the mirror, smiled at him, and said, "Don't be nervous."
"That's impossible..." the boy said bitterly, "but my hair grows fast, it's okay."
Liu An patted his shoulder, smiled and leaned aside to drink milk tea, saying: "If the haircut is not good, ask someone to trim it for you."
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