Looking at Zhang Jin with a tangled face, he quickly put on makeup: "I said...is this a bit too exaggerated?"

"The stage makeup is just like this." Zhang Jin didn't turn her head. "It's completely invisible in the audience when it's faded. The face is very flat. It's more obvious when it's exaggerated like this."

Ning Ye folded his hands in front of his chest, watching the female students fight and fight with make-up on, and when he laughed, he was afraid that the make-up would get dirty, so he stretched his mouth into a hahahahaha laugh, with an o on his face.

What a young life.

When it was the turn to turn into a boy, Zhang Jin would rather die than surrender, Zhang Jin roared: "Why are you the only one who has a lot to do! Come here quickly! I still have things to do after I have turned into a boy!"

Ning Ye misses Xue Xiaoman very, very, very much at the moment.

Seeing that Ning was also refusing to move, Zhang Jin dragged her to be melted away by others.No matter how Ning Ye thought about it, he felt that this was definitely a dark history in the future. He was so frizzy that the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

He took out his mobile phone and looked, fuck, he was about to cry: "Xiaoman!"

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