gender doesn't matter

I got into the fitting room, and as soon as I stood firm, I saw the big makeup artist brother standing at the door with his arms folded and a smile on his face, with a joking look on his face, his double slightly curved and unusually big eyes clearly said: Look at you where to escape.

Although my actions just now were a bit exaggerated, I wouldn't have felt anything if he hadn't followed me, but now... I feel completely dumbfounded.

Feeling ashamed, I forced a smile on my face and asked him, "Is there anything else you want?"

He grinned, raised his head and pointed to the fitting room, "I may have forgotten to tell you." After a mysterious pause, he said, "I'm also in charge of your outfit matching."

"..."

This……?

I really want to ask, the production crew is so poor, how can the makeup artist and stylist use the same person?

Can the pay be paid out?Didn't you say that there is a lot of investment?

"Hey, boy, don't use that kind of look." The loud voice of the makeup artist brother interrupted my thoughts, "If it weren't for that kid Lin Mo begging me to come, I wouldn't bother to come."

He looked at me with contemptuous eyes, then walked in quickly, brushed my shoulder and walked past me, went to the innermost place, turned right, picked up the clothes rail and picked out a bright red robe , and no matter whether I can catch it or not, I just threw it over.

"This is what you're going to wear later, try it on." Without turning his head, he said arrogantly and then fiddled with other clothes.

The clothes flew over and I reached out to pick them up, but the little girl next to me took them and put them on the hanger next to me without asking me to raise my hand to take off my clothes. With a jump, he reflexively took a step back.

Obviously I was surprised, but she looked at me with a look of seeing a ghost, and finally laughed exaggeratedly: "Don't worry, little brother, I won't moles you."

"..."

I am very unhappy with what she said.

In order to hide the embarrassment in my heart, I raised my hand and picked up the dress on the hanger that looked like it had two more sleeves than the red cloth, and asked out of nothing, "Is this the dress I want to wear?"

"Ah!" The girl snatched the red cloth from my hand: "Of course, it was designed by Master Qin himself." She said with a very admiring look at the elder makeup artist who was hesitating with the clothes rail, Finally said: "Take off your clothes quickly and try them on to see if they fit."

"..." My flesh twitched twice: "Shouldn't these things be prepared a few days before the filming started? Even if it doesn't work now, there's nothing I can do about it."

The little girl pursed her lips and said nothing, but the makeup artist brother rolled his eyes and emphasized righteously: "You are the only one in the whole crew who has not tried it." He also emphasized the word "only".

It was really shooting myself in the foot, I felt a little hot, I lowered my head, took off my clothes resentfully, and quickly put on the red cloth.

Not to mention, the red cloth draped over your body and the makeup you have now really look like you - you are both demonic and charming, in true response to Hua Qinghui's extremely bewitching words, monsters are nothing more than that.

In the bottom of my heart, I broke down the technique and matching skills of the big brother makeup artist.

"If you want to praise me, just praise me, I'm fine." At some point, the makeup artist brother had already stood beside me, and quickly put a golden mask in my hand.

"Try it on."

I picked up the mask and took a look. On the golden mask, blood-red dark flowers can still be seen faintly. It looks luxurious and enchanting but not exaggerated.

"Thank you." I turned my face and smiled at him, and then put on the mask. Just in time, the little assistant came over with a wig and helped me put it on.

The person in the mirror is dressed in red and has dark hair. A pale gold mask covers most of his cheeks. The lip line exposed outside the mask is tightly pressed. The eyes that were originally clear through the mask are also a little darker than the night. It is as deep and hazy as it is true and illusory.

I raised my hand and touched the mask. After living for eighteen or nineteen years, I discovered for the first time that my eyes can be so deep.

It's amazing.

"I thought this kid was a piece of jade, sure enough." The big brother of the makeup artist said arrogantly with his mouth cracked.

"Brother Qin, you are so arrogant. Ean has a good foundation." The little girl laughed.

It looks like the big brother makeup artist is also easy-going and funny, and he often jokes with the assistant.That's right, with Lin Mo's funny personality, it's no wonder that the friends he makes are serious old antiques.

However, these are not all I can care about.

"Is Ean here?" Qi Qi suddenly appeared at the door, walked in with big strides and looked around.

Seemingly looking for me, I quickly took off the mask on my face: "Brother Qi, what's the matter?"

Before my words fell, I heard the voice of the big makeup artist from behind: "I said Qi Qi, how did you become an agent? You can't find any artist of your own, and it's his first time filming, what? I don't even understand that you can let him fend for himself with such peace of mind, I remember you swore to Lin Yue to take good care of him, you..."

Lin Yue...

My thoughts were all stuck on the word Lin Yue, so that I didn't hear a word the makeup artist brother said later, until Qi Qicong looked away from my face, put away the shock in his eyes, and shouted sharply: "Qin Dong , shut up." Only then did I pull my mind back.

I turned my face and smiled at Qin Dong, and said, "Brother Qi is very kind to me, this time he asked Ye Xi and me to come over because of something."

Speaking of Ye Xi, where is Ye Xi?

I turned my head, just in time to see Ye Xi and Ning Ning's little assistant walking from the front with a box of drinks.

In early spring and February, when it was supposed to be cold, there were glistening beads of sweat on their foreheads due to labor.

"Xiao..." He changed the word 'Zhi' into "Brother." In order to hide his surprise, he deliberately asked with an exaggerated expression, "Is this your drama makeup?"

"Why do I think Brother Lin will not agree to your coming on stage like this." Ye Xilai glanced back and forth at me for a long time, and then looked at Master Qin Dongqin with dissatisfied eyes.

"You kid." Qin Dong cursed with a smile, but he was not angry: "I think this is perfect."

Then he turned around and said to me earnestly: "Ean leave him alone, you are not Lin Yue's subordinate, so he can control you!" He picked up a few wigs viciously and twisted them into braids, looking very Speechless.

What Ye Xi said is, Qin Dong is right, but I...

I raised my hand to put the mask on my face. The light and delicate mask, as thin as paper sand, covered all my expressions, and also blocked my uneasy heart. #####