She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Xiao Zhi's group wasn't much better; they were both extremely embarrassed.

[There were too many abusive comments in the live broadcast room before, and they kept scolding Song Zhisheng. But now when I look at Song Zhisheng's expression, I think she is quite funny.]

[Exactly. The other guests were embarrassed and gloomy, but Song Zhisheng was horrified.]

I was planning to leave after just one look, but she turned out to be so terrified. I'd love to see how she finishes this makeup look.

[The person above is really rebellious. ]

【Since you all stayed, I'll stay and take a look too. 】

When Song Zhisheng saw the camera, she immediately came to her senses. She put away the expression on her face and smiled. She was simply a master of changing faces.

To be honest, she was almost scared to death just now.

But when she thought about it, she realized that this was just the program crew's bad taste.

This is a live broadcast, Director Li still knows his limits.

This little design is just to make the guests' expressions fluctuate and keep the audience.

Her violent heartbeat slowly calmed down. The cameraman standing in front of her could help her ignore the room.

Song Zhisheng lowered his head and glanced at the dressing table.

There are all kinds of cosmetics displayed there, and they are all expensive brands.

She was amazed in her heart that the production team was willing to spend so much money this time.

As she moved, the camera moved down and focused on the dressing table.

[Oh my god! That box of facial masks sitting on the corner of the dressing table is five hundred dollars a piece if I'm not mistaken!]

[Oh my god! This is gold on my face! ! ]

[Damn it! I’m going to fight you rich people! ! ! !]

Song Zhisheng was surprised at the generosity of the program crew, but she saw these things many times in her daily life, so there was really nothing to be shocked about.

She turned her head and glanced at Lu Nanchen who was still standing at the door. Although she was reluctant to contact him, she had already come here and had to complete the mission.

"Brother Lu, the mission is about to begin."

Her tone was calm, neither intimate nor distant, and she struck the right balance.

Lu Nanchen smiled faintly, said "hmm", and walked over.

He just glanced at the room and the roses and then looked away. His expression did not change at all and he was extremely calm.

Song Zhisheng admired him in his heart. He was able to control his emotions. No wonder he could become a big boss.

She pulled out the chair and took a step to the side.

Lu Nanchen lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the makeup chair, and sat down without hesitation.

As soon as his gentle and handsome appearance appeared in the live broadcast room, the barrage of comments instantly exploded.

The netizens who were just complaining about using such expensive cosmetics changed their attitude instantly.

[Oh my god! This guy is so handsome!]

[Um... I suddenly feel that the mask should be used on his face...]

[Just now in the car, I was thinking about saying this: This male guest is just too good-looking. Those peach blossom eyes, high nose bridge, and gentle smile with that somewhat refined look are simply stunning!]

[The above has said too much, so to sum it up in one sentence: hello, my new husband! ]

As the most handsome male guest, Lu Nanchen attracted a lot of netizens as soon as he appeared in front of the camera.

It can be said that as long as the two get along well, netizens will continue to watch for his face.

Lu Nanchen's face was reflected in the mirror on the dressing table. Under the bright light, there was almost no flaw and nothing that needed to be touched up.

Song Zhisheng looked at his face and was silent.

She didn't quite understand why Director Li asked them to help the male guests put on makeup.

Even if it is for the purpose of fostering relationships, at least we should consider the appearance of the guests, right?

Song Zhisheng looked through the pile of cosmetics and felt that none of them should be used on Lu Nanchen's face.

No matter how she chooses, she thinks it’s better not to wear makeup.

While complaining in his heart, Song Zhisheng asked hesitantly:

"How about putting on a face mask first?"

She couldn't think of anything else for the moment and thought that applying a facial mask would be enough for a few minutes.

Song Zhisheng has no requirements for the popularity of her live broadcast room. She doesn't care about the number of viewers and has no idea about special rewards.

Just take one step at a time and don't offend Lu Nanchen.

As for whether this competitive boss in front of him wanted to win, Song Zhisheng pondered for a moment and felt that if he wanted to win, he would probably take the initiative to speak up like he did in the volleyball game.

Song Zhisheng looked at him quietly, waiting for his response.

Lu Nanchen glanced at the box of facial masks on the table and thought about it. Finally, he shook his head, took off his glasses with one hand and put them on the table.

"No, just put on foundation."

His voice was gentle, and after he took off his glasses, his eyes and brows showed a bit of aggressiveness, making him look even more charming.

Shocked by his handsome face, the comments scrolled faster and the number of people in the live broadcast room increased sharply.

Although they couldn't see the number of people on their side, Lu Nanchen had a rough idea of ​​the number.

He does have a good-looking face, otherwise Director Li wouldn't have specially made room for him.

Lu Nanchen is a person who knows how to use his own advantages. He doesn't want to have any contact with Song Zhisheng, but he wants to win.

He thought that applying a facial mask would take several minutes, and the audience couldn't see his face, so those who had little patience might just leave.

Lu Nanchen wanted to ensure that he could win, so of course he would not give the audience who came in a chance to leave.

Song Zhisheng didn't know that the boss had thought so much in just a few seconds.

When she heard this, she just nodded, and sighed in her heart that the boss was handsome and willful, then she picked up an air cushion and did exactly what Lu Nanchen said.

Song Zhisheng knew that the boss didn't like physical contact with others, so he specially chose an air cushion.

Lu Nanchen had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a fair complexion. She lowered her eyes and carefully applied foundation on him with a powder puff. Her eyes were full of seriousness, without a trace of inappropriate thoughts.

Lu Nanchen raised his eyes slightly and looked at her, and could clearly see the seriousness in her eyes.

He even noticed Song Zhisheng's careful and cautious movements, trying not to touch him.

Lu Nanchen's eyes darkened slightly, and he was a little surprised at Song Zhisheng's attentiveness.

He had never met Song Zhisheng before, and even he himself didn't know when he revealed his unwillingness to have physical contact with others.

He wipes the table and takes care of the garbage without any obsession with mysophobia.

Partners who had seen him doing housework before would pat him on the shoulder and praise him for doing everything himself without being arrogant.

Lu Nanchen was talking to people with a smile on his face, without showing any dissatisfaction. Then after the people left, he took off his suit jacket without changing his expression and threw it into the trash can.

He originally thought that Song Zhisheng would not be able to see the deviation that even the old fox could not notice.

Lu Nanchen looked at Song Zhisheng in front of him with a hint of inquiry, as if he understood why the two male guests had a good impression of her.