The modern daily life of a beauty boss

Hearing that Mingming suddenly remembered his hair and was curious about it, Lin Yu said: "Fortunately, it's not too fast. I took medicine."

"I just said that when I first saw you yesterday, I felt something was different, but I didn't notice it for a long time. I thought it was because we hadn't seen each other for a long time."

After finishing speaking, Ming Lang asked curiously: "What medicine was used? Does it promote hair growth? Can it treat hair loss?"

Lin Yu moved the swivel chair and carried Yuzi to a console that looked very solid.

At this time, Mingming said in surprise: "Brother Yu, you are really born with supernatural power. I have hugged Yuzi before, but there was no trace of movement at all. I don't know why he is so heavy."

At this time, because the shell was removed, Yuzi felt that she was now standing naked without her clothes. Yuzi, who had been embarrassed to speak, said: "Because my body is full of essence, and Yuzi needs to help others and... If the bad guys fight, if it is too light, it will be weak and easily overturned.”

"So that's it, but in this case, Brother Yu is still very powerful. You can easily lift the weight that even a strong man like me can't move."

After saying this, Mingming remembered what he was interested in just now.

"Brother Yu, you don't even know that because I was too busy working day and night, and my hair was pinching my scalp when I was filming a costume drama, my hair loss is serious. Do you have any ideas?"

"The medicine I use is to speed up the growth. It was difficult to take care of my hair when it was half-length and not short, so I used some medicine, but it was not very useful in treating hair loss."

The moment of clarity emo.

"Ah - what should I do with my hair? I don't want to go bald at a young age!"

"In your case, you need internal treatment. If you have time, go to Uncle Li and get an injection. The effect should be faster."

Ming Lang knew Li Zhen, and he had gone to the medical clinic to see Lin Yu before, because he had learned a lot of dance when he was a trainee and debuted in a boy band, and he was quite interested in it. Ming Lang also consulted Chen Wei for a lot of knowledge. .

"Uncle Li can also cure hair loss?"

"Probably, at least he knows more about which medicines will work for you than more people."

Ming Lang rubbed his chin.

"That's right. Then I'll pay you a visit in a few days."

Ming Lang muttered, and was about to put aside what he saw on the tablet that made him speechless. He thought that this person couldn't be in front of him now, so he couldn't do anything no matter how annoying he was.

Unexpectedly, things are unpredictable after all, and the person who he thought he would not have the chance to meet in a short time is now standing in front of him.

"Hello, Teacher Ming."

Mingming joined the industry earlier than Yan Yu. According to the current unwritten custom, calling him "teacher" is considered a sign of respect.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at the person in front of him who was smiling and whose posture was very superior.

"Hello."

After all, he was in a public place surrounded by numerous cameras. He was clear, polite, and gentle, and he had the image of a well-known artist with good looks and a good personality.

After saying hello, Yan Yu said: "I have watched a lot of plays performed by Teacher Ming and a lot of them on stage. I really like them. I hope I can have the opportunity to learn from you."

Mingming chuckled.

"No, it's just for the stage. In fact, I am also a monk halfway through acting. Although I am passionate, I should not be as professional as you."

Yan Yu was born in a major and had good grades when he was a child. In addition, he studied early and was just twenty years old when he graduated. Now he is twenty-three years old and has accumulated a lot of experience.

"Teacher Ming is so humble. You are our senior."

The two didn't chat for a few words before they were called away by the staff assigned by the organizer.

However, due to process reasons, he was arranged to stand in a certain place. I don’t know if he was hallucinating. Ming Ming always felt that someone was staring at him.

On the way back, Ming Lang asked Jin Shan doubtfully, "Brother Jin, are you familiar with Yan Yu?"

"Yan Yu?"

Jinshan responded with a puzzled response, "Understood, but his path is different from yours. Although some roles overlap, the general direction has no impact on both parties."

"Hey, that's not what I want to say."

"Then what else?"

Jin Shan couldn't think of any other reason why Ming Lang mentioned the name of a person he didn't know very well for no reason.

Mingming was a little confused for a while.

"I remember meeting him at some events before. Although we said hello, it was nothing like today."

Jinshan was confused, but after a moment he had a not-so-good guess.

"What happened to him today? Did he say something strange to get on your nerves?"

No wonder Jinshan said this. Strictly speaking, Minglang's worth and popularity are much better than Yan Yu's. However, Yan Yu seems to have furthered himself recently, and there have been some subtle and good changes in his whole person, and he has been praised by the Internet.

However, according to the past reviews of Yan Yu, he can be regarded as an actor who has followed the acting path steadily and has almost never participated in any "trouble" on the Internet.

"It's not that serious. I just feel like he wants to get closer to me today. He occasionally says a few words and it's not annoying."

"Then what are you worried about?"

He frowned and sorted out his confused mind, and then said clearly: "But my intuition tells me that it's strange. I feel that he is approaching me intentionally, but he needs to appear less deliberate."

The more he talked, the more he felt that his guess was right, and Ming Lang suddenly became excited.

"Yes! That's right! That's it! He must have some agenda!"

Jinshan frowned upon hearing this, his face filled with helplessness.

After knowing each other for so long, this was the first time he heard Ming Lang speak like this.

"Why do you have such a guess? But no matter why, as long as there is no actual evidence, just tell us. You have to be more careful in front of others in the future."

Mingming wrinkled his nose.

"I always feel that he looks a little different now than before. There must be something weird in it."

Jinshan's ears were about to get calluses, and he said helplessly: "Okay, after talking for a long time, you haven't drank a sip of water since you came out. Are you thirsty?"

With that said, Jinshan handed Minglang a thermos cup containing health-preserving medicinal tea, which was prepared by Li Zhen for Minglang. The price was not cheap.

"Ahem, I'm a little thirsty."

He pinched his throat and stretched out his hand in a clear and gentle manner.

Seeing this, Jinshan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his ears were finally clear.

However, while Qingming was drinking herbal tea, he was still mumbling: "Why do I feel so familiar when I see him? It's strange, I'm not familiar with him either. People really can't talk about it. As soon as they talk about it, it's right in front of them... …”