Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 53 Who bullied you? It’s okay, tell me

The bathroom next to the makeup room was made into an ancient style in the film and television.

The walls are a simple earthy yellow, the roof is tiled, and there is an accessible toilet inside.

Jiang Yang had a huge orgasm in the urinal, then went to the ceramic sink to wash his hands.

Listening to the humming sound of the exhaust fan inside and wiping away the water stains, Jiang Yang suddenly stopped.

The system prompt sounded in my mind.

[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's acting skills have improved. You have received feedback, and your acting skills have increased by +1.]

Wasn’t Yang Chaoyue watching other people’s auditions, and not satisfied with it, so he started acting himself?
I guess it won’t come so soon.

Jiang Yang took out his cell phone and checked Weibo.

The first one is about Milk Tea Sister Zhang Zetian:
Some netizens exposed a set of photos of Milk Tea Sister’s pregnant belly. In the photos, Milk Tea Sister’s pregnant belly is obvious, and Liu Qiangdong hugs her waist, which is very sweet.

The second one is about Fan Bingbing:
Fan Bingbing's studio issued a solemn statement regarding the indecent photos of "Fan Bingbing touching a man's body" that appeared online, saying that the photos were edited using Photoshop. The original photos were of Fan Bingbing attending the press conference for "One Night Surprise". The studio has initiated legal proceedings to protect its rights.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice: "Hello..."

Turning her head, she saw Yang Chaoyue had already arrived at the quaint dressing room. She stood under the eaves, her cloth shoes on the dust mat, and carefully pushed open the embossed wooden door. The warm air blowing in her face made her squint.

In front of me is a row of dressing tables. The light strip on one of the mirrors seems to be broken. A young woman with short hair and a brown baseball jacket is tinkering with the wires. She has a badge on her chest that reads: Makeup Assistant.

On the right hand side of the door is a storage cabinet with various cosmetics and props on the shelves.

In the corner was a wig rack, neatly organized with fiber wigs, full sets of wigs, costume wigs, and some scattered pieces.

There is a facial cleansing device on the coffee table next to the dressing table.

Yang Chaoyue had never seen many of these instruments before.

She didn't dare go in directly. She straightened her spine to make herself look less nervous, and her calf muscles tensed uncontrollably: "...Hello, I'm here to remove my makeup."

The female makeup assistant glanced at Yang Chaoyue and put down the circuit board in her hand.

Female beggar?
No, not a beggar. How could a beggar have such a clean lapel suit coat?

Looking closely at the dirt on the girl's face at the door, there are traces of eye shadow and foundation.

The greasiness in the hairstyle is very layered.

The styling is definitely made up!
Ordinary makeup artists cannot reach this level, at least not by themselves, otherwise they are not makeup assistants.

A smile suddenly appeared on her face. "Are you the guest invited by the program team to record this episode?"

I heard that this variety show, in addition to the regular guests, also invited several flying guests.

Also a star.

The specific person has not yet been informed to her, the makeup assistant.

If the guest does not bring a makeup team, the senior makeup artist of the program team will be responsible for it and she will assist.

Considering the time, it is not impossible for the flying guests to arrive early.

At this moment, the makeup artist and other assistants in the makeup room had just been called out by the art director, leaving her alone.

She came to the water dispenser and nervously took a cup of warm water. Just as she was about to walk over to Yang Chaoyue to hand him the water, she turned around and found that Yang Chaoyue was still standing on the dust mat and had not come in. She said timidly, "Guest? No, I'm not a star, I'm an actor."

"actor?"

The makeup assistant didn't understand.

This is a variety show crew, not a film crew, so where are the actors?

"I'm an extra." Yang Chaoyue asked the people inside cautiously, not daring to go in: "Excuse me, is this where I remove my makeup?" "Oh, extras... extras."

The makeup assistant drank the water in the disposable cup in one gulp, the smile on her face faded, and she said reluctantly:

"According to regulations, this is a place for celebrities to do makeup. You can go to the bathroom next door. There's a sink there. It's free and very convenient. I'm really sorry."

After saying this, the makeup assistant pulled out a chair, crossed his legs, sat in front of the makeup removal table, and continued to tinker with the circuit board.

He glanced at Yang Chaoyue.

He shrank his nose.

The beggar makeup on this extra is so realistic that it seems like there is a sour smell on his body.

Seeing that the girl was still standing at the door, she continued, "Don't you want to take off your makeup? Go and do your thing."

"Can't extras come here to remove their makeup?" Yang Chaoyue asked tentatively, twisting his fingers around the lining of Jiang Yang's lapel coat.

"Is this your first time joining the group?"

"um, yes."

"No wonder, you don't understand anything. It's the rule."

The makeup assistant sat on the leather chair, crossed his legs, and apologized:

"Excuse me, could you please go out and close the door? The cold air is blowing in."

Yang Chaoyue wanted to say that it was Director Kang who asked her to come, but when the words came to her lips, they seemed to be choked and she couldn't say them.

The makeup assistants inside said that this is the place where celebrities are put on makeup.

According to the rules, she, as an extra, was not allowed to enter.

If I tell Director Kang about it, will it cause trouble for him?

correct.

Where is Brother Yang?
"Well, I'm looking for someone named Jiang Yang."

"I'm so sorry, but you really don't have to do this."

The makeup assistant had a polite smile on her face and calmly pressed the air conditioner remote control.

For air conditioners on the wall near the door, the fan blades should be reversed.

The temperature drops.

Switch the mode to cooling and blow hard towards the door.

Feeling the cold wind blowing from above his head, Yang Chaoyue's face flushed and burned: "Sorry, sorry, sorry."

She bent her straight spine, bowed slightly, closed the wooden door of the dressing room, unbuttoned her lapel coat, and walked down the stairs to the bathroom.

You can also go to the bathroom to remove your makeup.

It doesn’t matter whether there is hot water or not. In the factory dormitory, there was no hot water in winter.

But when removing makeup, you must take off the lapel coat you are wearing. It is Jiang Yang's clothes, so you have to keep it safe and not let it get wet.

As he turned around, he saw a tall figure approaching him from the corner of his eye.

Looking up, Jiang Yang was shaking off the cold water droplets and walking towards him: "Why don't you go in?"

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