Yi Song vaguely felt that treating baldness might be a good way to make money, but there are still some links that have not been clarified. I am ready to learn about it with the middle-aged man.

"Bang!" The dull sound of physical collision was heard not far away, and there were sporadic screams. Yi Song looked around and noticed that a yellow and green thing was constantly twisting at the source of the sound. He looked closely and saw that two amazing men of yellow and green were fighting each other. There were fewer and fewer people on the street, with only some green military vehicles and police. The soldiers were still waiting for opportunities around and quickly pulled the middle-aged man up and said, "Let's hide in a safe place first." The man quickly got up and ran away with the protagonist. The protagonist also put time on the clockwork for himself and the man. At the same time, he rushed out with his long legs.

...

"Huh!" Yi Song took a deep breath, "It should be safe here. Let's get to know my name. I'm Yi Song. Ao, no, my name is Song, Song Yi."

"Song is a very beautiful name, my name is john, John Brook, Yi? Listen to the pronunciation of this surname, you should be a Chinese, right?" the middle-aged man replied.

"JohnBrook? Puff!" Yi Song couldn't help it. Isn't that abbreviation...

"Hmm?" John raised his eyebrows.

"Emm... Sorry, I thought of some happy things, and I am indeed a Chinese." Yi Song apologized immediately.

"I always feel like you're thinking about something bad." John smiled.

"So, Mr. Brooke, why are you so relaxed? Are you not afraid of me?" Yi Song asked curiously, after all, this is how it is performed in movies.

"Of course not." John shrugged, "You can call me John. As for why, because you saved me before, I did not offend you, and there is no conflict of interest between us, so I can't think of any reason you have to hurt me now."

"Well, it makes sense. If you think so thoroughly, you are worthy of being a mature middle-aged man." Yi Song had nothing to say.

"Mid-aged man? Comeon (please), I'm only 28 years old!" John complained immediately.

This time it was Yi Song's turn to feel incredible: "Are you only 28 years old?" Yi Song looked at the other person's appearance, recalled his young "handsome" face, and then said: "I am also 28 years old, is it such a coincidence?"

John heard the joke in Yi Song's words, and chuckled and was not angry, but explained: "I am engaged in information technology and I am often inseparable from programming and the workload is relatively large, so this is impossible."

"Oh, it turns out to be a programmer. Sorry, sorry, understand and understand." Yi Song recalled the conversation in the movie and tried to apologize to John as if he pretended to be an American, but obviously he failed to learn.

...After a period of embarrassing silence...

"In fact, in addition to helping me, I am also very grateful to you for helping me solve the problem of hair loss. At the same time, I am also curious about how long this situation can last and whether I will still lose my hair." John happily found the topic.

Yi Songxin said: What is your hair loss? Are you bald? Then I recalled the skill description, organized the language for a while, and said: "It is to replenish your vitality to a perfect state. In other words, by adjusting your physiological state, I can make your organs run to the healthiest state that can be achieved under the current physiological age."

"So, are you using your Chinese Qigong just now?" asked John, who had watched the "Boom Control" martial arts TV series.

"Da da da da da da..."

"Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu

The gunshots from the building not far away and the sound of iron bars hitting the hard object scared the two of them.

"Lying (wò) trough (cao)." Yi Song, who was glad that John began to make up for his imagination, heard the sound and recalled the plot of the movie, and quickly said to John, "Let's go away, probably they have started working with the helicopter. It sounds like the helicopter has crashed, the sound of the machine gun that should have been the sound of a machine gun and the sound of the propeller breaking after touching the ground."

Why are you so skillful? You can hear the picture just by listening to the sound. While John was thinking this in his heart, he walked in the opposite direction of the sound source with Yi Song.

Because the sound was at the top of the building this time, both of them felt that it was far away from them and they were not in a hurry before. Therefore, Yi Song did not stop and did not stop his mouth: "It is almost the same as the Qigong you understand. There are many types of Qigong, and I happen to be good at medical treatment."

"Aha (aha)~ I knew it was like this. I always thought it was fictional, but I didn't expect to meet you, a 'martial master'." John was very happy, just like he saw a living Transformer. The last four words were pronounced in Chinese, although the pronunciation was very poor.

"Yeah, yeah, that's it, it's not considered a martial arts master." Yi Song said this, but thought to himself: Fortunately, you are a scheming monster, so I have to worry about a logical reason to fool you. To be honest, I'm all confused now. I'm still at home at noon, so I traveled through time inexplicably in the afternoon. Thinking of time travel, Yi Song remembered the flash of inspiration that had passed by before.

"By the way, does hair loss really have such a big impact on you? I don't think it has much impact on your health." Yi Song asked.

John suddenly turned tighter, then relaxed, and sighed long and said, "For me, the influence is mainly social."

"Yeah." Yi Song nodded and continued.

"Look at my photos two years ago." As he said that, John clicked on his phone and found the photos of his graduate student when he first graduated and entered the job. He saw that the sunny boy appeared on the screen of the phone had fluffy chestnut-colored short hair and a right-slanted bangs on his forehead. He looked young and handsome.

"Lying on the trough (wò) and trough (cào)!" Yi Song sighed with appreciation at the right time.

"What does this mean?" John didn't understand Chinese.

"It's nothing, it's just antonal word that expresses exclamation in Chinese." Yi Song replied.

"Oh, since I started losing my hair, I looked more than ten years old. Those who came to meet me were women in their thirties and even aunts in their forties." John continued to complain.

"Lying on the trough (wo)!" Yi Song felt a little sad, thinking that I had never been approached by anyone before when I grew up so old.

"And after hair loss, my boss didn't let me attend many formal occasions, saying that I still didn't look old enough, and I couldn't control my steady temperament with such a hairstyle. Schete!" John seemed to think of some bad memories and seemed a little angry.

"Lying (wǒ)trough (cào)" Yi Song also sighed in his heart, and sent a shared hatred for his newly met friends.

"So if I open a bald shop, it would be easier to make money?" Yi Song asked John tentatively.

"Of course!" John said excitedly, "It's absolutely fine!"

Then I remembered something and asked, "By the way, I asked before, is my hair temporary or is it?"

...

PS1: Yi Song is only proficient in English under the systematic cramming, but under the author's setting, the protagonist has never had much contact with foreigners, so he is actually not familiar with what the real context should be used.

PS2: Strictly speaking, the English abbreviation is the last name before and after. For example, the abbreviation of John Brook, and the official journal writing should be BrookJ, but in fact there are also abbreviations with the name before it. For example, ***rook is actually recognized. For example, in the movie "Iron Man 2", the legacy of the father Howard of Iron Man 2 is written on H. Stark.
Chapter completed!