I, Fu Niao, play money

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--brother!

Huang Yao sent messages non-stop, Tang Mingjiang replied blankly, "?"

It is indeed expressionless, because the makeup artist is painting and drawing on his face.Fu Yan sat not far from him and changed into his clothes. The white and elegant bamboo patterns were delicately embroidered on the light green silk, which complemented the suet hairpin on the wig.

"Teacher Tang, why are you turning your face away again?" The makeup artist whispered, "Persist a little longer, and it will be done in no time." The master who has been doing makeup for Tang Mingjiang just happened to be away today, and she used to do it for him Assistant, now that I'm going into battle alone, it's a lie to say I'm not panicking.What's the matter today? I didn't see him moving around before!Do you care so much about how the children look after putting on makeup?

Huang Yao: Guess where I am!

Tang Mingjiang: No

Huang Yao: There is a surprise, dear~

Tang Mingjiang looked at the message, and before he could reply, he heard exclamations one after another.He turned his head, and Fu Yan had already put on his makeup, and the end of his eyes was slightly red, even if there was no smile at this time, the brows were full of charm.

"Thank you." Fu Yan touched the long hair hanging on his chest, and expressed his gratitude to the makeup artist who looked like an idiot.

"Hahahaha, so cute," the make-up artist was delighted by his thank you, "You are so good, Mr. Tang, do you look good at your kid?" Tang Mingjiang didn't mind, so he just yelled and yelled.

Tang Mingjiang nodded with a chuckle, but before he could open his mouth, another makeup artist behind him turned his head back, "Ms. Tang, you... move again, and you need to draw your eyebrows again." She begged in a low voice with a mournful face, " The kid is so good, can you... also learn to be so a little bit?"

Look, the little girl was frightened, and the word was used all over the place.

"Why don't I come." Fu Yan walked behind him, looked at Tang Mingjiang who was half-makeup through the mirror, and stretched out his hand.

Makeup is a magical thing.The slightly raised eyeliner painted his eyes more attractively. Even though he was expressionless at the moment, he seemed to be smiling a little bit, which made the little girl blush, and handed in the tools, "Okay, okay... trouble You." It never occurred to me that this young man who had just entered the entertainment industry would be able to do makeup.

"You and I are about the same age, why are you not yours?" Fu Yan took the eyebrow pencil and observed it in the palm of his hand. From the corner of his eyes, Tang Mingjiang had been staring at him in the mirror, so he went around in front of him Go to block the line of sight, tsk, this thing should be similar to a brush in use, right?

"Ah? Oh, oh, okay. You... how old are you this year? It says 20 years old in the information, is it true?" The little girl was empty-handed and a little embarrassed.

"Teacher Tang, don't move." Fu Yan squeezed his chin with one hand, and began to flick his wrist in a decent way, "I'm 22, and the information is all fake."

Surrounded for a moment, I didn't expect such a straightforward person to reveal the unreliability of the information, "Hahahaha, I think you look like eighteen, where is 22?" "That's right, you look old even with this makeup Woolen cloth."

Du Jianyue lost his wife at the age of 22, and met Jiang Yance at the age of 26 at the age of 17.Now he wears 22-year-old makeup, and he looks like a refreshing college student before makeup.

Seeing that Fu Yan was not so difficult to communicate with, but was very casual, someone took out his mobile phone and searched Fu Yan's pitiful information, and joked, "Then it says that your height is 1.8 meters in your information, this is also fake? "

Fu Yan nodded, looked at the half-painted eyebrows, and didn't know whether to nod in satisfaction or approval, and said honestly, "It's fake, it's three centimeters taller."

A group of little girls laughed and trembled wildly, and asked, "Is it a lie to say that you are single?"

Now Fu Yan shook his head, "No."

"Are you single, or are you a liar?"

Tang Mingjiang clicked his tongue, and if he continued to ask, his house would be ransacked. The idiot would answer everything, and he started to chase people away, "Okay, there are so many actors, go to the dressing room next door to see if there is any need for help, don't delay time."

This obviously cleared the scene. Everyone was not afraid of Fu Yan, but Tang Mingjiang, so they had to leave first. After closing the door, they did not forget to remind, "Don't forget to put a pin on your waist before you go out! The silk is a bit slippery!"

The dressing room where only the two of them were left was quiet. Fu Yan put away the brush and blended the powder with his fingertips to make it look more natural. "Okay, Teacher Tang."

Tang Mingjiang grabbed his wrist, his eyebrows were still itchy where the brush had brushed them, and he suddenly smiled with an inexplicable meaning, "Review what you taught yesterday?"

"Huh?" Fu Yan bent over to look at him, after thinking for a while, he lowered his voice, and his expression became a bit pained, "...when?"

Tang Mingjiang watched him bite his lip, the subtle movement added points to the mood that the whole person should express at this time, which is very good... He glanced at Fu Yan's lips with makeup, and casually praised, "Well, there is progress." Forget it, I still don't expect this little fool to understand what he means.

Fu Yan tilted his head, and suddenly leaned over to imprint on his lips, "Do you want to review this?"

Tang Mingjiang's Adam's apple twitched. He wrapped his arms around the man's waist, sat him down on his lap, and asked in a low voice, "You can draw eyebrows well, can you do lip makeup?"

Fu Yan pursed his lips and looked at him, his eyes flickered, "Will it be important?"

Tang Mingjiang didn't care about touching up his makeup, so he pinched his neck and kissed him, why don't he just take this little fool home when he doesn't understand anything.

The exposed neck was being kneaded for a while, Fu Yan couldn't help trembling slightly, and his breathing was a little short, his eyes were red, and he took advantage of the breathing space to tremble, "Teacher Tang, should we go out..."

Tang Mingjiang touched the silk belt around his waist and pulled it out, "5 minutes."

Fu Yan felt the belt around his waist being untied, and opened his eyes slightly.Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened it, he saw the door was opened a crack, and a man with a smear of yellow poked his head out of the crack, looking at them dumbfounded.

"..." Fu Yan was taken aback by the sudden appearance, and suddenly shut his mouth.

Tang Mingjiang suffered from pain again, coughed and asked what's the matter, then turned his neck to follow his gaze.

"..." The uninvited guest was stunned for a second, and immediately came in, locked the door with a click, and said sadly, "Brother...you actually...keep it from me!"

"What are you doing here?" Tang Mingjiang was interrupted midway, and he was naturally in a bad mood. He patted Fu Yan's waist and made him stand up. In this position, he fastened his girdle again, pinned it on the way, and wiped his face. In order to get rid of the blush at the corners of his lips, "Go and touch up your own makeup first, and wipe it off with makeup remover."

The young man walked in, and was suddenly taken aback. He looked straight at Fu Yan, with some expressions in his eyes that Tang Mingjiang couldn't understand.

Almost as soon as he approached, Fu Yan, who was holding the makeup remover, also paused. He turned his face to look at the other party, remembered Tang Mingjiang's Weibo post, and blurted out, "Huang Yao?"

Huang Yao leaned close to him, squatted down and looked up at him, nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, it's me."

"..." Tang Mingjiang stepped forward and pulled his collar, and asked repeatedly, "What are you doing here?"

"Take a tour! I'm a loyal fan of Banjiang! Didn't I tell you that I'm in the theater!" Huang Yao slapped his hand away, then moved towards Fu Yan, his eyes were full of expectations, " free tonight?"

Fu Yan knew it in his heart, but on the surface he said calmly, "Yes."

Tang Mingjiang didn't give him another chance this time, picked up the man and threw him out, and locked the door again.

Fu Yan was not affected at all, he continued to touch up his makeup, "Sister Wen told me that he is the one who occupies half of the music world."

"What?" Tang Mingjiang propped his hands behind his chair, watching that Fu Yan had perfectly restored the messy lip makeup that he had ruined.

Fu Yan stood up and made room for him, "Sit down." He was self-taught to fix Tang Mingjiang's makeup while muttering, "No wonder."

Tsk.Tang Mingjiang lowered his eyes and took out his cell phone to look at the text messages that Huang Yao was still sending one after another.

——Brother Fuck!You can do it bro! !

——Damn it! ! !You are so awesome! ! !

--Ah ah ah ah ah!Please contact me for your boyfriend! ! !

——Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Is this poaching or poaching?He glanced at the three words in the middle, raised his eyebrows, and felt a little better, but this did not prevent him from refusing.

Tang Mingjiang: Get lost.