520 Picking up garbage and marrying into a wealthy family

"By the way, Sister Yunchu, what is the theme of our photo shoot today?"

A makeup artist has skillful hands.

The soft brush head swept across Xiang Huanian's face, making him feel extremely comfortable, as if he had a facial massage, and he felt drowsy.

In order to keep himself from falling asleep, Xiang Huanian talked to Lin Yunchu when the makeup artist was not fiddling with her mouth.

"Ah, the theme... well, it's a fresh forest style..."

Lin Yunchu, who had never thought about this question before, felt a pang in her heart and racked her brains frantically. Fortunately, she came up with a more relevant topic.

"Oh, no wonder An'an, Lele, and Meimei are dressed up like flower fairies..."

Although Xiang Huanian felt that Lin Yunchu's attitude was a bit strange, he thought that since Lin Yunchu had to manage such a large company, it was normal that she couldn't remember some details for a while.

Seeing that Xiang Huanian accepted his statement, Lin Yunchu felt weak and broke out in a non-existent cold sweat for himself.

Cleansing, moisturizing, sunscreen, primer, liquid foundation...

In order to create a clean makeup face, the construction of foundation is crucial.

Fortunately, Xiang Huanian and Lin Yunchu have been practicing Ba Duan Jin for nearly half a year, so their skin is in good condition, their blood and qi are sufficient, and their foundation is not too heavy after application.

Then, before Xiang Huanian fell asleep, the makeup artist finally put down the makeup brush and said to Xiang Huanian:

"All right."

The chaotic consciousness gradually woke up as Xiang Huanian opened his eyes.

As his blurred vision gradually regained clarity, Xiang Huanian looked at his own reflection in the clear mirror and his eyes widened.

The clean and clear base makeup reveals a hint of matte makeup effect. The already delicate eyebrows and eyes are even more exquisite with the vague outline. The pink and rosy lips are shining with a layer of mirror-like pearlescent light. When she speaks, the soft lips are shining with stars.

There is also the deliberate eye makeup and blush, which seem to be there and not there, making people feel that this radiant redness comes from Xiang Huanian's own skin.

The delicate makeup created, coupled with Xiang Huanian's watery face, faintly reflected the amber-like luster under the light of the makeup mirror...

"Wow! Is this still me?"

Having never seen herself so delicate, pretty and beautiful, Xiang Huanian went to the mirror and looked up and down, left and right, carefully imprinting her current appearance in her mind.

"Wow, it feels so different, Nian Nian, it looks so good!"

Lin Yunchu, who was still finishing her eye makeup, looked in the mirror following Xiang Huanian's exclamation and was stunned at first sight. At the same time, Lin Yunchu did not hesitate to praise Xiang Huanian.

"Hehe." Xiang Huanian felt a little embarrassed.

"Wait a minute, your hair isn't braided yet, go change your clothes first."

The makeup artist, who was very satisfied with the makeup she had done, made way and, while carrying a heavy solid wood clothes hanger with rounded corners, the costume designer carefully handed a set of clothes to Xiang Huanian.

"Forehead……"

Looking at this horse-faced skirt with pink and purple as the costume designer's fingers fiddle with it, the hem of the skirt shines with golden light inch by inch, as if it were sewn with gold thread.

The lining of the horse-faced skirt is a one-piece slim fit yet flowing like a waterfall. The new Chinese-style cream-white petticoat is just pure cream-white without any other decorative colors. The fairy-like air achieved by tailoring alone is very harmonious with the luxurious horse-faced skirt.

However, these are just clothes for taking photos, and the ownership of the clothes does not belong to Xiang Huanian. As long as Xiang Huanian is careful and does not let this dress, which looks very valuable, get stained, it will be fine.

So, although Xiang Huanian was amazed in her heart, she only showed a calm admiration on her face. She nodded, stood up, and followed the costume designer to the changing room.

The staff present knew how much effort, energy and money the company had spent on the dress that Xiang Huanian was about to wear. When they saw Xiang Huanian's indifferent expression, which was completely different from the fear they had when they first saw the dress, their guesses about Xiang Huanian's identity became even higher.

How should I put it? In this circle, no, it should be any work-related circle, people often judge others’ status and stakes based on their clothes.

Sometimes, I really have to sigh at Xiang Huanian's luck.

Before she went out, she really just casually put on the clothes she thought were most comfortable, but it was so fitting that her whole body, from head to toe, was made up of specially tailored clothes without labels given by Lin's father and mother.

There were no pilling autumn clothes, no socks with holes, and no holes that would hurt his self-esteem. As Xiang Huanian took off his clothes one by one, he was truly frightened and terrified.

Fortunately, it's okay...

Xiang Huanian had a wooden face and let the costume designer who was helping him put on his clothes straighten the corners of his clothes and tuck them into his horse-faced skirt.

There is also a full-length mirror in the dressing room. After getting dressed, Xiang Huanian looked at himself in the mirror and once again sighed at what our ancestors said - "Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse."

After putting on this outfit, Xiang Huanian unconsciously straightened his back, revealing his slender shoulders and neck, making himself look better in this outfit.

But then again, when Xiang Huanian put the clothes on, he felt a sense of discomfort, as if the clothes were made especially for him...

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

The costume designer, who was observing Xiang Huanian's expressions, noticed that he had a frown on his face. He felt a little uneasy, so he clenched his fingers and asked carefully.

"Oh, that's right, I feel like this dress seems a little too fitting..."

Xiang Huanian turned sideways, looked in the mirror, adjusted himself, and wrapped his upper arms gently.

The fabric of the long-sleeved dress on my body is not particularly elastic at the upper arm position. In other words, an inch more or less will make the upper arm look empty or filled with soft flesh.

But now, when Xiang Huanian put the skirt on, he could feel that the sleeves were too loose and the fit was a little too perfect...

"Yes, we were surprised that Mr. Lin was able to immediately find someone whose figure matches the original model so closely. However, it's a good thing you came. Otherwise, the studio would be delayed for a day, and our scheduled schedule would have to be adjusted accordingly. Fortunately, Mr. Lin brought you along..."

The costume designer, who had not received any special notice, was tidying up the messy hem of the skirt while responding to Xiang Huanian's words with a look of surprise.