Liu Zhuoshi widened his eyes and gasped.

"Heaven is jealous of the beauty!" Huang Mingming raised his head and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"You're so bad!" Liu Zhuoshi smiled and scolded.

Huang Mingming pointed at his cell phone: "By the way, Brother Liu, this said it can cure hair loss, really?"

"I don't know if it's true, I'm not trying."

Liu Zhuoshi didn't have the heart to care about him. He was not lacking in calcium. He looked at the boy on the tablet and shook his head: "No wonder he is so far away. I'm afraid of being in trouble!"

"Yes, I can't tell who blows this when I fell to the ground." Huang Hong sighed.

When you enter the entertainment industry, you will definitely be the first in appearance. If you have good looks, you will have opportunities and others will have good reputations.

"Haha...you're too exaggerating. Why are you not afraid of going to school?"

"They have very high scores in the college entrance examination, so they took the college entrance examination in the second year of high school, and then the top scorer in the science city in Tanhua that year!"

Liu Zhuoshi was shocked again: "Are you a top student?!"

"The former academic master is definitely not now. After being admitted to Qiu University, he took a break from school for two years and then went to Qiu University."

"Oh..... I took the college entrance examination one year in advance, but I took a leave of absence for two years. God has his own arrangements..." Liu Zhuoshi shook his head and sighed that Qiuda is not a famous school.

Huang Hong gave him a blank look and then said, "I asked someone to sweep the list during this Spring Festival and told me that a newcomer king appeared on the Qiuda University grass list. I heard that it was plastic surgery, but I didn't care. Later, I asked my family and found out what was going on. This child could not have plastic surgery, and then I let him..."

Huang Mingming raised his hand: "I collected the photos."

“How high?”

"About 1.9 meters." Huang Mingming raised his hand and signaled, "half a head taller than me."

"One meter nine? It feels more than last."

"I don't think so, but he has a standard nine-headed body, a small head and a good face, and is thinner and taller. I also heard that his height, he has a little relationship with medication hormones and blood clots in his brain, so I don't know if it's over 1.9 meters tall."

Liu Zhuoshi shook his head: "It's too high, it will be embarrassing to be on the same stage."

If you are too tall and you are not easy to play, the camera cannot be framed. Others have to stand on tiptoe and have to pad them. In addition, the circle is filled with height, and you are 1.9 meters tall and wear shoes. What should others do? They are all hanging in your armpits?

"180 is enough, what's the point of getting so tall? I still lack oxygen on my head." Liu Zhuoshi was only 1.7 meters tall. Because his height development was limited, his words were filled with sour smell.

"Who said it's better to be the high now." Huang Hong said.

Liu Zhuoshi rolled his eyes.

In recent years, children have grown taller and taller, and some junior high school students have grown to 1.8 meters tall, which is really annoying.

"I have also gone to the hospital to find a doctor." Huang Hong sighed.

"Have you even found a doctor? The patient information is not confidential?" Liu Zhuoshi was very curious.

"There is nothing to keep secret. His affairs are on the news. It's nothing to ask. Fortunately, he didn't hit the top door and hit the back sideways, but he also entered the ICU,..."

Huang Hong sighed, "The doctor said that there is almost no way to completely heal the brain damage. I said, why don't you know anything? You are from the TV station."

"What's wrong with my TV station..."

Liu Zhuoshi laughed at himself, "The human brain capacity is limited. Don't even remember what happened five years ago, I don't think of you for a long time every time I see you... OK, you say you say..."

"It is likely to have various sequelae, such as cognitive impairment, paralysis, epilepsy, amblyopia, color blindness, and even strokes. In short, you cannot be stimulated!" Huang Hong sighed again.

Liu Zhuoshi looked at Huang Hong. This woman had indeed put in time and even looked for a doctor. No wonder, if she had not had such a big problem with her physical condition, she would have definitely started in the second line.

It is a consensus in the industry that young and handsome men make money especially, but female fans have high consumption power.

If an agency signs a top-notch product, you dare not say a lot of money. If you train and package it, practice walking and speaking, endorsement advertising and show plus announcement fees, you will definitely earn 20 to 30 million in two or three years.

The newcomer earns 19 points, give him a 28-year-old job, and it will be well operated. In three to five years, it will be hundreds of millions, and you will have a lifetime living expenses.

What is it to go to the hospital? If you really need to be treated, you dare to spend millions of dollars. The plastic surgery fee is not cheap now. This is just used as a template. Look at the skin, it is naturally white and tender, better than the skin of a child’s butt, and cosmetic advertising costs more.

But if you have a brain injury, nothing will be useful. In such a noisy environment in the entertainment industry, a normal person will have to lose half his life first when he goes in. Who dares to touch someone who only has a little blood skin?

"It's really impossible to treat it? Now that medicine is so advanced, isn't it better to just take out the blood stasis with minimally invasiveness? You're not young anymore, hurry up and do it. If you grow so quickly, you might become disabled one day!" Liu Zhuoshi said.

Huang Hong rolled her eyes again: "That's the brain, do you think it's the sewer that can be opened casually?"

If you don’t drive well, you will be a vegetative person or a fool!

"I thought God would like to give me food, but I didn't expect to give me a big coconut! That's fate!"

Liu Zhuoshi grinned and took back his tablet, looking at it one by one again: "This child should be awakened by his handsomeness every day... He has to be matched with a BGM when looking in the mirror. Why do I look so good? What should I do if I have a blood clot in my mind!"

"Hey, is it good to feel a little sympathetic! Depression is inhumane!" Huang Hong interrupted without feeling well.

Huang Mingming also frowned: "Yes, they are so pitiful..."

"I feel very sympathetic!"

Liu Zhuoshi grinned, without any fluctuations in his heart: "What's the use of sympathy? I'm not a doctor, I'm still sick, gout, depression, prostatitis, and half of my head. Who sympathizes with me? I wish I could die early and make a seat."
Chapter completed!