The sick and weak boss relies on me to reach the pinnacle of life

Sun Ying kept chanting these words in her heart to comfort herself, and then put the comb on her hair again with trembling hands. After combing to the end, it was still as smooth as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

But when she brought the comb in front of her eyes and saw a lot of hair sticking to it, she collapsed, threw the comb into the sink, and then suddenly squatted down and hugged her head.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Sun Ying couldn't accept the beautiful hair she had so hard to get, and it started to fall out again, so she nervously touched her hair, refused to comb it, and hurriedly put it on. Good clothes left home.

When she came to the shooting scene, there was a new hairstylist who wanted to do her hair, Sun Ying quickly stopped her, and then insisted that her hairstylist should do her hair for her.

"Sun Ying, your original hair stylist didn't know what hairstyle we needed for this show, and hasn't Xiao Liu been doing your hair for you these days? Do you have any dissatisfaction with Xiao Liu? , if you have any dissatisfaction, you can bring it up, and everyone can change it?"

The director felt that Sun Ying's own hair stylist might not be able to make the hairstyle she wanted, so he came to the dressing room to persuade Sun Ying.

But what I didn't expect was that Sun Ying gave the director a cold look, and then said indifferently: "There is no room for negotiation on this matter. I just need my own hair stylist to do my hair. If the director disagrees If so, then there is no need to shoot this movie again.”

After she finished speaking, she stood up and was about to leave. In the end, the director really couldn't hold her back, so she had to find her original hair stylist, and let Xiao Liu guide her.

"Hey, Xiao Liu, didn't I ask you to guide Sun Ying's stylist in the dressing room? Why did you come out?" The director saw Xiao Liu coming out of the dressing room shortly after he entered the dressing room, and said in a daze.

Xiao Liu shrugged helplessly, and said speechlessly: "Director, it's not that I don't want to direct, it's that Ms. Sun doesn't need me at all, so it just drives me out."

"This Sun Ying was fine a few days ago, why did she play a big game today? It's really, alas, forget it." The director said with a sigh, waved his hand casually and left.

And at the moment in the dressing room, Sun Ying nervously touched her hair, and said to her former stylist behind her: "My hair is very fragile now, be careful when styling me later, you know? "

"Okay, I got it." The stylist was confused and didn't know what happened. Although Sun Ying cared about her own hair in the past, since she used the hair growth potion of Wang's Pharmaceutical back.

That head of hair grew better and better, and Sun Ying became more and more confident, and she could even use the crew's stylist.Back then, when Sun Ying had thin hair and needed to bring a lot of wigs, she only used her own stylist and never used other people's stylists.

It is to avoid the news that her hair loss is serious, and now she is so nervous about her hair. Could it be that her hair has started to lose hair again?
The stylist immediately had his own guess in mind, and then silently picked up the comb and began to comb Sun Ying's hair. During the process, Sun Ying's eyes fell on the comb without blinking.

After combing it a few times, the stylist was also stunned. He looked at the amount of hair falling on the comb in disbelief, and opened his mouth slightly.

"No matter what you see, you are not allowed to say it, you know?" Sun Ying stared at the comb, then gave the stylist a hard look and said.

The stylist was puzzled by Zhang Er's monk. Sun Ying's hair was fine some time ago, why did she take it off like this today? Although he was muttering in his heart, he nodded obediently and didn't say anything .

After finishing the styling with great difficulty, Sun Ying left the dressing room with a normal complexion, and the look made by her own stylist really did not meet the director's aesthetics, but the director didn't say much in order to allow Sun Ying to continue shooting normally What.

After finally surviving the filming, and returning home, Sun Ying touched her scalp and was afraid to comb her hair anymore. She picked up the hair growth potion in a panic and sprayed it on her scalp continuously, muttering Said: "As long as I have this hair growth potion, my hair can grow back, and it will definitely grow back."

With such a beautiful wish, she fell into sleep again, but this time she slept very restlessly, and woke up several times in the middle of the night, but she didn't dare to look in the mirror in the bathroom to look at her hair.

In this way, in the morning, Sun Ying woke up with a pair of big dark circles under her eyes. She gritted her teeth and walked quickly to the bathroom. A few seconds later, there was a deafening scream from the bathroom.

"Why did this happen, why?" Sun Ying was extremely shocked to find that a large area of ​​her hair had begun to fall out on the top of her head, and some places were even bald, revealing her white scalp.At this moment, she is like a bald turtledove, which is very ugly in one place and another.

But she couldn't accept this matter, picked up the biochemical agent and sprayed it on her head continuously, looking at the sparse hair on the top of her head, she finally angrily swept everything on the dressing table to the ground.

"Xiaoying, are you awake?" I don't know how long it took, the agent came to Sun Ying's door with breakfast, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one came to answer the door, so he frowned slightly and took out the key , Said: "Could it be that I slept again?"

Saying this, she took the key and opened the door of Sun Ying's house, and when she walked in, she felt something was wrong, why is it so messy?She continued to walk inside, and when she reached the bedroom, she saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

A woman with white and black hair curled up in a corner of the bedroom, trembling slightly, muttering something all the time.

The room was in a mess, and many scattered strands of hair could be clearly seen on the pillows and quilt in the bedroom, as if a wig had been shredded and thrown on the bed.

The breakfast in the manager's hand fell to the ground with a slap, and Sun Ying, who was curled up in the corner, suddenly came back to her senses, and looked straight at her. What kind of eyes were those?The eyes were wide open, and the white eyeballs were full of bloodshot eyes.