After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Backstage of the competition, many contestants are already preparing. The school also specially invited a makeup artist to come over to make up the contestants, and the costumes and accessories need to be prepared by the contestants themselves.

Song Jing walked into the backstage, and many people had already changed into the competition dresses he brought.

Quan Manman changed into a violet gradient dress, standing in the crowd, she really had an outstanding temperament.

Many contestants surrounded her and chatted with her.

Quan Manman only occasionally smiled and responded twice.

Li Yin was also on the side, his eyes flashed strangely after seeing Song Jing coming in, but he quickly covered it up, and turned his head to continue chatting with the people around him.

Song Jing was wearing a hat, and when she entered the backstage, many people looked at her curiously.

A teacher who was in charge of order came over, and no matter how she looked at it, she didn't think she was a contestant. "Student, this is the backstage, and you have to go to the front stage to watch the competition."

"I am a contestant." Song Jing took his hand out of his pocket, and the serial number of the contestant was pasted on the back of his hand.

The teacher took a closer look, and it was really a serial number sticker only for the contestants.

"Oh, you're coming later, go over there to put on your makeup first. Where's your dress? Is it in your bag?"

"I don't have a dress." Song Jing put the bag on the stool beside him, "I don't need makeup either. Thank you teacher."

The teacher was a little surprised, and frowned slightly, "You have been on stage like this?"

"Yeah." Song Jing pulled the brim of his hat, "I can't afford a dress."

The expression on the teacher's face paused, thinking so too.

There are so many masters in the music industry here today, which contestant would not want to come on stage beautifully and leave a good first impression on the masters?

Although the clothes this girl was wearing were neat, she didn't see any brand logos, and the bag she was carrying was also very old. It was a black shoulder bag that cost 60 or [-] yuan on the side of the road. If you think about it, the conditions at home must not be good.

The teacher's expression softened a little, and he encouraged: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a dress, let the makeup artist make a look for you, and the competition will leave a good first impression on the judges in the audience, which is good for you. "

Song Jing still wanted to refuse, but the teacher had already gently patted her on the shoulder, "Go, don't be nervous."

"Thank you, teacher." Song Jing took back his refusal and thanked him politely.

The teacher smiled at her encouragingly.

Song Jing had no choice but to take the bag and go to the dressing table.

There are still many contestants doing makeup here, and only one seat is vacant.

"Student, sit here." The makeup artist in charge of this position waved to Song Jing, "What does your dress look like? I will make you a makeup that matches your dress."

The teacher in charge of order also followed, and whispered to the makeup artist: "This classmate's family conditions are relatively difficult, and he didn't prepare a dress. Please make her a makeup look that matches her current clothes."

"That's it, I understand." The makeup artist nodded, "Student, your hair is pretty. You take off the hat first, and I'll braid your hair."

"Thank you." Song Jing took off his hat.

The make-up artist and the contestants next to her with make-up saw her face clearly, and their eyes flashed with amazement.

Song Jing's appearance is gorgeous and gorgeous, and his facial features are completely beautiful, and he can firmly catch the attention of others at the first glance.

However, her brows and demeanor are indifferent, which suppresses this glamorousness, and adds the kind of alienation and indifference that can only be seen from a distance and cannot be profaned.Like a very colorful flower, it blooms in a bush full of sharp thorns.

Extremely beautiful, yet extremely dangerous!

The make-up artist rolled her eyes before returning to her senses, "Student, I dare say, if you prepare a dress, you will be the biggest winner on stage tonight." With just this face, this girl is enough to drive the audience crazy!

Song Jing: "I don't need makeup."

"Understood, with facial features like yours, no matter whether you put on a bright outfit or plain water makeup, it will cover up the original advantages of your facial features. I just give you a slight foundation, and a lipstick, it is enough to amaze everyone."

"I'll put some lotion on you first, and then braid your hair."

"It's troublesome." Song Jing leaned against the back of the chair and asked the makeup artist to make trouble.

The makeup artist was a little excited to meet such a beautiful face, and began to tinker with Song Jing's styling.

The make-up artist permed Song Jing's long black hair into one-time curly hair with a curling iron, then tied the top strand of hair with a rubber band, lifted up the rest of the hair one or two strands, and braided three strands on each side. Braided hair, the whole person looks cool and sassy, ​​but still has a sweet girly smell that can be blended in.

"Where is Song Jing, someone is looking for him outside."

Song Jing turned his head and glanced at the door, Bing Tiantian was standing outside the door wearing a hat and mask.

"Excuse me, I'll go out for a while." Song Jing got up, "My bag, please take a look at it for me."

"No problem, you can go." The makeup artist agreed.

Song Jing walked to the door, and when Bing Tiantian saw her coming out, he even stood up straighter.

Song Jing glanced at her and walked to the side, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I just saw you at the gate and came over to say hello." Bing Tiantian was a little nervous when facing Song Jing, "Mr. Song, thank you." Song Jing actually did it when something like that happened before. She didn't deliberately suppress her, and let her join sunshinegirl, she has always been very grateful.

"You have the strength yourself, so there's no need to thank me." Song Jing's tone was light, "Are you going to perform later?"

"Yes. We will sing two songs." Bing Tiantian nodded.

"Then you go back to rehearsal."

"President Song." Bing Tiantian called to stop Song Jing, "You are a student of Beijing University, did you participate in today's music competition?"

"Yeah." Song Jing had already entered the backstage.

Bing Tiantian was a little dazed.

She always thought that her own experience was very rich and desirable among her peers. It wasn't until she got to know Mr. Song that she really realized what it means to have mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.

Compared with their experience, Mr. Song, she was instantly reduced to scum.

Song Jing went back again, just following the other side, and Quan Manman, who seemed to have done something, passed by.

When Quan Manman saw Song Jing's appearance, surprise flashed in his eyes.

Song Jing returned to the dressing table expressionlessly and continued to make up.

Li Yin was in the dark, with viciousness in his eyes.

In the auditorium, everything was ready. The sunshinegirls came on stage first. They sang new songs tailored for them by the company.

As soon as they came out, they sang and danced vigorously, and the atmosphere in the entire auditorium instantly heated up.

The host didn't come on stage until after their two song performances were over.

First, he introduced the music masters who were the judges, as well as the special judge Shen Yuning, and made some preparations amidst the screams before inviting the first contestant to come on stage.

Solo violin performed by the first contestant.

Fatty sat under the stage, not a contestant, but more nervous than a contestant.

"These people seem to be very powerful. What number is Miss Jing?"

Qi Yun glanced at the list of contestants and serial numbers in his hand, "Song Jing is number 16."

"Now it's the eighth one, and the next one is Quan Manman, the ninth one. Li Yin is on the tenth one, right in front of Quan Manman."

Backstage, it was already Quan Manman's turn to play, but she was not in the waiting area.

"Manman, if you think about it carefully, is your sheet music missing somewhere?"

"I've always kept the score in the piano case, and it's impossible for the score to fall out." Quan Manman's eyes were already red with anxiety, and tears rolled in their eyes.

"The piano box is here, and the piano is also there, but I can't find the score. Could it be that you made a mistake before you came, and didn't put the score in the piano box, and left it at home?" Someone asked.

"Impossible, I checked the piano box before I went out, and came here only after making sure that the score and the piano are all right." Quan Manman shook her head, her voice already tinged with tears.

"What's going on?" The teacher in charge of arranging the waiting for the contestants came over, "Quan Manman, right? You'll be the next one."

Quan Manman burst into tears when she saw the teacher, and the person next to her said, "Teacher, Manman's score has been stolen."