Return to the Eighteen Beauty Shop.

At this time, a beautiful Zen music is playing in the store, and the sound of music is relaxing and calming.

Even Meng Lang, who had just finished beautifying a customer and was going to take a break, nodded secretly, he couldn't imagine that Xiaowei had such a set of music, which was both elegant and vulgar, and fit the relaxed atmosphere in the beauty shop.

At this time, Xiaowei was pouring tea and water for the customers sitting on the sofa waiting, and sometimes picked up a few words, which made them laugh, and the scene was also happy.

When Meng Lang saw this scene, he was also quite proud in his heart, after all, Xiaowei was recruited into the store by him.

Today's customer quota for the beauty shop is still ten people, all of whom were notified by Xiaowei in advance last night, but they didn't expect to open this morning for a while, and they all came.

The ladies in front of them, who had already made perfect appearances, did not leave immediately, but sat on the sofa and said something to the people waiting behind them, while those who had not yet made their turn watched and listened with envious expressions.

These people turned their heads from time to time to look at Meng Lang, who was resting on the front desk seat, and their eyes were so hot that he was a little overwhelmed by the fact that he had always been calm and indifferent.

I had to pretend to be casual and pick up the cup in front of me, and drink the water slowly.

Some of these customers came alone, some brought friends, girlfriends, or relatives and parents, and nearly 20 people were crowded into the beauty shop of more than 100 square meters, which suddenly seemed a little crowded.

Is it time to consider changing to a bigger place, Meng Lang thought.

Among these customers were both graceful ladies and young and fashionable city girls, and Meng Lang even saw that among the waiting people was a flower girl who was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and she was brought in by a very blessed middle-aged woman.

It seems that the return to the eighteenth has been well known and has a great reputation after this period of propaganda and fermentation.

Although the business is booming, Meng Lang is faintly worried, making money is a good thing, but it will inevitably take up part of his time, and he hopes to use this part of his time to strengthen and transform himself.

Because of lack of money, he went to do business, but the business was hot but worried, this kind of paradoxical wonder, he estimated that even if he was not the first person in the world, he definitely belonged to one of the very few alternatives.

Thinking that it was just the initial strengthening of bones, conservatively estimated that it would take about 500 million funds, Meng Lang felt that he was hypocritical when he thought about it.

Where in this world is there the best of both worlds, and besides, cell "cultivation" can only be carried out at night, there is no conflict between these two things in essence, and it is relieved to think about it.

Leaving these messy thoughts behind, Meng Lang shouted softly in the direction of Xiaowei.

Xiao Wei, who received the boss's signal, smiled at one of the customers and said, "I've been waiting for a long time, it's your turn, please come with me." ”

Meng Lang saw that it was the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in the flower season,

After Xiaowei assisted the other party to lie down on the beauty bed behind the screen, Meng Lang whispered to Xiaowei again.

After a while, Xiao Wei, who went out, walked in with the middle-aged woman who looked blessed and should be the mother of the girl.

Meng Lang nodded at the woman and motioned for the other party to sit down on the chair next to her.

Originally, in order not to affect their own control of cells, the rules in the beauty shop were that onlookers were not allowed during beauty.

But Meng Langyi saw that the little girl was a little restrained, and she should be a lot more relaxed when she was accompanied by familiar relatives; Second, because I am too young, I am afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

Just like a male doctor in a hospital who has to be accompanied by a nurse or family member when he sees a female patient, although this is not a hospital, it is always wrong to be careful.

Sure enough, in the company of her relatives, the little girl relaxed a lot.

After helping her apply the hot towel, Meng Lang gently put his hands on her forehead.

At this time, the S cells had already taken up enough energy in the interval of waiting, and under his command, they were constantly coming out of their palms, waving four tentacles and quickly entering the pores......

Meng Lang commanded the S cells to form a team of five each, and a total of 2,000 cell teams started working at full strength and began to desilt and clear the blockage.

The S cells work together, four tentacles waving up and down, cleaning up the dust and dirt that has accumulated in the pores.

In the state of inward vision, Meng Lang looked at these cuties who were working hard with satisfaction, and every time they waved, they were so pleasing to the eye.

The little girl's skin is very good, and there is basically not too much dirt in the pores, Meng Lang estimates that she should be the pearl of her parents' palms at home, and the little princess who does not touch the spring water with her fingers.

Therefore, the speed of S cell cleaning is very fast, and after seven or eight minutes, it goes down the forehead and cleans up the nose.

There is a small pimple on the small nose of the flower girl, which is exactly on the top of the nose, and it is estimated that she has been troubled by it for a long time.

In fact, the little girl was so distressed that she was about to collapse. Since entering puberty, it has been grown almost every month.

The one that grew on her forehead last time was just finished, and this time she grew another one on her nose, which caused her classmates to call her a compass now.

Ever since the little girl heard her aunt talk about returning to eighteen at a family dinner more than a month ago, she had been secretly thinking about it.

This time, on Sunday, I just lined up again, so I dragged my mother with me.

After so many beautification sessions and supplementing all kinds of biological knowledge for his own strengthening, Meng Lang thought that his attainments in human biology were at least at the level of an expert.

In his opinion, the cause of the formation of pimples is nothing more than clogged pores, and finally the bacteria Propionibacterium in it open every day.

As for why teenagers are particularly prone to pimples, the reason is also very simple, the sao nian at this age is like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the physiological function is vigorous, caused by excessive sebum secretion, and everything else is, eating greasy and so on.

Once you know what the problem is, it's much easier to solve it. What's more, he has the big killer of S cells!

Meng Lang's mind moved, and more than 2,000 S-cell teams quickly converged towards the huge pimples like towering mountains.

Then he quickly climbed to the top from the foot of the mountain, and then commanded the S cells to converge into a strand, like a sharp knife, inserting from the top to the root, killing the propionic acid bacteria colony that had not yet come to their senses, leaving no piece of armor and destroying them completely.

For the S cells that survived three rounds of nuclear radiation and hardened the cancer cells, these propionic bacteria are simply vulnerable, and the S cells are superior to the propiononibacterium in terms of size, strength, and speed.

After destroying these bacteria, he directed the cells to start cleaning up the battlefield and continue to clean up the clogged capillaries......