Sun Ying kept silently reciting this sentence in her heart, comforting herself, and then put the comb on her hair again with a little trembling hand, and combed it to the end, it was still as soft as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

But when she brought the comb to her eyes and saw that there was a lot of hair stuck to it, she broke down, threw the comb into the sink, and then squatted down and hugged her head.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Sun Ying couldn't accept that the hair she had finally gotten began to fall out again, so she touched her hair nervously, refused to comb her hair, and hurriedly got dressed and left the house.

When she came to the shooting site, a new hairstylist wanted to do her hair, Sun Ying quickly stopped it, and then insisted that her hairstylist do her hair.

"Sun Ying, your original hairstylist doesn't know what hairstyle we need for this drama, and hasn't Xiao Liu been doing your hair for the past few days? Do you have anything dissatisfied with Xiao Liu, if there is something you are not satisfied with, you can put it forward, can everyone change it? ”

The director felt that Sun Ying's own hairstylist should not be able to make the kind of hairstyle he wanted, so he came to the dressing room to persuade Sun Ying.

But what I didn't expect was that Sun Ying glanced at the director with a cold face, and then said indifferently: "There is no room for negotiation in this matter, I only need my own hairstylist to do my hairstyle, if the director does not agree, then this drama does not need to be filmed again." ”

After finishing speaking, she stood up directly and was about to leave, but the director couldn't resist her in the end, so she had to find her original hairstylist, and then let Xiao Liu guide by the side.

"Hey, Xiao Liu, didn't I let you guide Sun Ying's stylist in the dressing room? How did you get out? The director saw that Xiao Liu had just entered the dressing room and came out directly, and said in confusion.

Xiao Liu shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said speechlessly: "Director, it's not that I don't want to guide, it's that Miss Sun doesn't need me at all, so this doesn't directly drive me out." ”

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

At this moment in the dressing room, Sun Ying nervously touched one of her hair, and said to her former stylist behind her: "My hair is very fragile now, be careful when styling me for a while, you know?" ”

"Okay, I got it." The stylist is confused and doesn't know what happened, although Sun Ying was quite concerned about her hair in the past, but since using Wang's Pharmaceutical's hair growth potion.

That hair is getting better and better, and Sun Ying is becoming more and more confident, and she can even use the stylist of the crew. I think that when Sun Ying's hair was scarce and she needed to bring a lot of wigs, she could only use her own stylist and never use other people's stylists.

Just to prevent the news that her hair is falling out is serious, and now she is so nervous about her hair, is her hair starting to lose hair again?

The stylist immediately had his own guess in his heart, and then silently picked up the comb and began to comb Sun Ying's hair, in the process, Sun Ying's eyes fell on the comb without blinking.

After combing a few times, the stylist was also stunned, he looked at the amount of hair that fell out on the comb in disbelief, and his mouth opened slightly.

"Whatever you see, don't say it, you know?" Sun Ying's eyes stared at the comb, and then glared at the stylist fiercely.

The stylist was puzzled by the monk who was the second zhang in his heart, obviously Sun Ying's hair was not good some time ago, why did he take it off like this today, although he muttered in his heart, but he also nodded obediently and didn't say anything.

After finally finishing the styling, Sun Ying walked out of the dressing room as usual, and the styling made for her by her own stylist really did not meet the director's aesthetics, but the director didn't say anything in order to let Sun Ying continue filming normally.

finally survived until the end of the shooting, and returned home, Sun Ying touched her scalp and didn't dare to comb her hair with a comb anymore, she picked up the hair growth medicine in a panic, sprayed it on her scalp constantly, and muttered in her mouth: "As long as I have this hair growth medicine, my hair will be able to grow back, and it will definitely grow." ”

She fell asleep again with such a good wish, only this time she slept very unsteadily, and woke up several times in the middle of the night, but she did not dare to look in the mirror in the bathroom to look at her hair.

In the morning, Sun Ying got up with a pair of big dark circles, she gritted her teeth and walked quickly to the bathroom, and after a few seconds, a deafening scream came from the bathroom.

"Why is this happening, why?" Sun Ying was shocked to find that a large area of hair loss began on the top of her head, and even bald in some places, revealing a white scalp. At the moment she was like a bald-haired turtledove, and this part and that part were extremely ugly.

And she couldn't accept this, picked up the biochemical agent and sprayed it on her head, looking at the thinning 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 open the door, so he frowned slightly and muttered the key, saying, "It won't be that I slept again." ”

Saying this, she took the key to open Sun Ying's door, and when she walked in, she noticed that something was wrong, why was 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, her body trembling slightly, muttering something all the time.

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

The breakfast in the agent's hand fell to the ground with a snap, making Sun Ying, who was huddled in the corner, suddenly come back to her senses and looked up at her, what kind of eyes were they? The eyes were wide open, and the white eyeballs were full of bloodshots.