Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 116 Extinguish the Smoke

"Dude, do you believe hair and programmers can coexist?"

The beer belly brother was stunned for a moment before answering, when someone answered Liang De's question for him.

"Coexistence of hair and programmers? It's just a dream!"

Liang De saw a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s wearing a black top and dark blue jeans, walking into the smoking area with a cigarette case.

His hair was black and thick, but his tone dismissed Liang De's assumption of coexistence.

The beer belly brother gave a young and greasy flattering laugh: "Joe Gong."

Qiao Gong nodded to him, and said to Liang De: "Brother, in the hair growth industry, you need to know more about the history of computer development.

History has already explained everything. "

Liang De looked confused: "What?"

Qiao Gong lit the cigarette, and the smoke blurred his face: "Xiao Lei, did you take a brief history of computers when you were in school?"

The voice of the beer belly boy Xiao Lei is very confident: "97 points."

"That's enough." Qiao Gong nodded and asked again:

"Understand the Norwood-Hamilton Hair Loss Scale?"

The voice of the beer belly brother Xiao Lei became more confident: "I know it well."

Qiao Gong gave him an approving smile: "As expected of a professional architect with a professional background..." He looked at the beer belly brother, and his deep voice suddenly became sonorous and powerful.

"Which level is Linus Torvalds, the father of Linux!"

Without hesitation, Xiaolei said, "Second level hair loss, the hairline has moved back obviously, and I use oblique bangs to cover it up, but it's trying to cover it up."

"Dennis Rich, the father of the C language."

"Grade [-]A hair loss, the hairline moves back to the line of the external auditory canal, the forehead protrudes, and it is in danger."

"Von Neumann, the father of modern computing."

"Grade [-] hair loss. The forehead is obviously bald, the top of the head is sparse but not completely fallen off, and the remaining soft hair is even more desolate. It is better to have nothing."

"Bjarni Stroustrup, the father of C++, Ken Thompson, the father of B and Unix, and James Gosling, the father of Java."

"Grade [-] horseshoe-shaped hair loss, the Mediterranean coastline shrinks backward from a 'C' shape, the forehead basically falls off, and the trend of hair loss on the top of the head expands backwards is more obvious.

James Gosling has a big beard, so the beard looks more than the hair, which is embarrassing and embarrassing. "

"Alan Cooper, the father of VB."

"Extreme state, nothing."

Qiao Gong flicked the ashtray into the ashtray on top of the stainless steel trash can, recalling the past in a deep voice:

"In the past two centuries, among the legendary programmers who have made a name in history, only Guido van Rossum, the father of Python, can be called thick hair, so I learned Python when I started, not only because it is the world's The most beautiful language in the world..."

Xiao Lei touched his beer belly with one hand, and the smooth top of his head in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea with the other. He looked at the unusually thick black hair on Qiao Gong's head, and muttered to himself:

"Sure enough, JAVA harmed me..."

Qiao Gong extinguished his cigarette butt in the white sand on top of the special trash bin expressionlessly, and slowly raised his hands to take off the thick black wig, revealing the Mediterranean Sea which is several times wider than Xiaolei's and the gray and sparse back pillow The rest of the hair.

"But what's the use of that... It's always been fate, and it's not in the slightest.

When a man bravely climbs the peak, no matter what is left behind, he can only abandon it together.

In 30 years, I've written dozens of times more code than lost hair.

They should be able to rest in peace. "

"Qiao Gong..." Xiaolei's eyes were inexplicably moist. Qiao Gong in his eyes was possessed by the souls of countless legendary programmers at this moment, and the light of wisdom seemed to be reflected on the top of his head... No, not like , is really reflective.

"Isn't that what women do?"

A female front-end engineer who was smoking Jinling Twelve Hairpins next to her extinguished her cigarette.

"I haven't lifted my bangs for almost three years, and once I lift them, I feel like a child of the Eight Banners.

The white hair is three thousand feet long, and Yuan worry seems to be long. If the hair is really three thousand feet long, then there is nothing to worry about.

Hair care and hair care, my overtime wages are all spent on these things. I didn’t realize until I found out that the richest man in the world is bald. Except for hair transplants, spending money on hair growth is all futile.

No matter how many classes you add, no matter how much money you earn, if something is gone, it will be gone.

The VR engineer who died suddenly last week was my colleague. She had an appointment for a hair transplant this week, and then she disappeared. "

A technical director who smoked the iron box of the Yellow Crane Tower extinguished his cigarette. His eyes were vicissitudes, his tonnage was steady, his life experience and beer belly were several times that of Xiao Lei, and he didn't wear a wig or hat. He was an upright seborrheic alopecia middle aged.

"My daughter started to hate me. She said that there are so many people who are busier than you and still keep exercising. She said that I lost my hair because of my unhealthy lifestyle, smoking and drinking, and not working hard.

Don't I know that my lifestyle is unhealthy?Don't I know that I need exercise most?

The project assistant who died suddenly last week was a junior in my university. He was only 28. He had been on the school football team.

He went to the gym on the top floor at 02:30 that day. He was sitting on the chest press machine. It took several hours before he was discovered by the night shift security guard.

I'm 14 years older than him, am I not afraid?

There are 15 years left on the mortgage, my wife wants to have a second child, and the child's grades are not good. He is in high school, and the tuition fee is getting higher every year.

I am more afraid of getting sick than anyone else, but I still have to drink alcohol and smoke cigarettes. I am also made of flesh and blood, not made of iron and steel, so I will feel uncomfortable too.

I can't be more self-disciplined, my hair is falling out, is it my fault?

No one cares about that, people with hair don't care what we think, more programmer hair loss jokes than I lose hair.

Large and small hospitals and clinics, health care products companies, and shampoo companies all want to collect our IQ tax...all kinds of dirty things have come. "

The technical director walked up to Liang De and patted him on the back, saying, "Brother, change your career while you're young, don't fool people with secret hair growth recipes and anti-falling technology, the income in our business is higher, but it's not It was windy.

You should understand that you haven't slept at this point, it's not easy for anyone.

Change to a good deal. "

Liang De extinguished the mint cigarette in his hand.

He used the method of holding breath and storing energy to transform the amber inner energy that was born with supernatural power into a colorless and formless thing and spread it outward, quietly infiltrating Qiao Gong, Xiao Lei, the female front end, and the seborrheic hair loss brother next to him in vivo.

Ordinary blue star human physique... easy to handle.

In an instant, Liang De had rebuilt the hair follicle tissue with the cell proliferation method according to the specific conditions of the four people, and adjusted the hair growth speed.

The normal growth rate of hair is 0.2 mm to 0.4 mm per day, and Liang De directly adjusted it ten times faster. Only when the new hair grows to 10 cm, the hair growth rate will return to normal.

Liang De pretended to take out a blue bracelet made with the profound energy of the fantasy sea from his pocket, put it on his hand in front of the four people, and took out a blue hair clipper. Zhong shaved his hair clean, and threw the hair and cigarette butts into the trash can.

"I don't want to fool people, our company's products are real and effective.

Brother, you said that the coexistence of programmers and hair is just a dream... But if it is something that really cares, I will believe it even if it is a dream. "

Liang De took out four bracelets, and asked Li Zhixian to write four slips of paper with contact information, and distributed them to them along with the bracelets.

"A bracelet can be used for three days, try wearing it for one night, and contact me if it works well."

He turned around and beckoned Li Zhixian to leave together.

The four held bracelets and pieces of paper and watched the bald man leave.

There are four words printed on the back of the light blue T-shirt of the man:

"Withered trees come spring."

(End of this chapter)