Chapter 38: Pampered Fake Gold x Stifled Real Young Master 37
Chapter 38: Pampered Fake Gold x Stifled Real Young Master 37
Wen Xu always said something bluntly without realizing it, which made Wen Yang want to break the window paper immediately.
But thinking that Wen Xu's current favorability level was only 65, Wen Yang knew that the time had not come yet.
To prevent his heart from beating too fast, Wen Yang took the initiative to speak: "I have to go pack up. We can talk next time when we are free. Remember to watch the show when you are free!"
"it is good."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Yang took several deep breaths before calming down.
On the second day, the production team invited the host of the show to rehearse the basic process together.
Wen Yang only then discovered that the host of this show was actually Song Cenying.
When the two met, Song Cenying was extremely jealous.
Wen Kairui has been cold to her since then.
This also caused Song Cenying's living standard to plummet. If she hadn't played some tricks in front of the director, the hosting position of this show probably wouldn't have fallen to her.
Wen Yang saw the undisguised hatred in Song Cenying's eyes, and she lightly looked away.
At the same time, he became a little more wary of Song Cenying.
She hadn't provoked Song Cenying before, but Song Cenying would have provoked her.
Now because of Wen Kairui's change in attitude, Wen Yang guessed that Song Cenying must have hated her now.
But she didn't care. If Song Cenying dared to provoke her again, she would fight back without mercy.
After the staff handed the printed draft of the process to Song Cenying, Song Cenying took a quick look at it.
She found that after the contestants finished their performances, she had to guide them to talk about their basic situation in the form of questions and answers.
Song Cenying curled her lips and chose to remain in place for the time being.
So the subsequent rehearsals between the contestants and the host went smoothly, so smoothly that Wen Yang almost thought Song Cenying had changed her personality.
On the third day, the contestants went to the show studio again to confirm the dance music they had submitted previously, and drew a lot to determine the order of performance for tomorrow's performance.
Wen Yang was lucky and drew number three.
Jiang Lai was unlucky and drew number one.
Soon, the day came when the show was officially launched.
Since the show starts in the evening, the production team started organizing the contestants to put on makeup after noon.
As soon as Wen Yang entered the dressing room backstage, he found Ruan Chun and her lackeys talking and laughing around a makeup artist who was dressed very exquisitely and fashionably, looking very intimate.
Wen Yang heard Jiang Lai sneer in disdain from the side.
So she tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I didn't expect the program team would hire this makeup studio." Jiang Lai rolled his eyes at Ruan Chun before explaining, "The makeup artist is called Zou Sisi. Her studio is quite famous in the dance makeup circle. She does a good job, but she's Ruan Chun's cousin."
Wen Yang said "Oh~" as if he suddenly understood.
I understand why Jiang Lai had that expression just now.
As contestant number one, Jiang Lai should be the first to put on makeup.
But when she went to find Zou Sisi, she raised her chin proudly and said, "Please wait a moment. Contestant Ruan Xuan's makeup is quite complicated this time. I need to finish hers first before I can do yours."
When Jiang Lai heard this, he was suddenly filled with anger.
Ruan Chun drew number six, and was the third to last to go on stage. It was obvious that Zou Sisi was trying to use this to disgust her.
But the program team only invited this one studio, so Jiang Lai had no choice.
Wen Yang, who was standing by, witnessed the entire process. She patted Jiang Lai on the shoulder and asked, "Do you dare to give yourself to me?"
Jiang Lai's eyes widened. "Do you have a solution?"
Wen Yang winked at her playfully and raised a large bag in his hand. "If you trust me, I'll help you with your makeup and styling."
Jiang Lai replied almost immediately: "Okay! I believe you!"
Given the relationship between Ruan Chun and Zou Sisi, even if Zou Sisi did her makeup, she might not do it with all her heart, and might even deliberately make her look ugly.
Jiang Lai went to the dressing room and changed into the clothes she had prepared. When she came out, she found that Wen Yang had found an empty dressing table and filled it with the things she brought.
A quick look revealed a complete range of cosmetics and makeup tools that looked very professional.
"You actually brought so many things..." Jiang Lai said in surprise.
No wonder Wen Yang was carrying such a big bag. She had thought the bag was full of Wen Yang’s clothes.
"I had my own ideas about this scene, and I was afraid that other makeup artists wouldn't understand the look I wanted, so I planned to do it myself from the beginning."
Wen Yang patted the chair in front of her and said, "Come on, sit here. You're the first one to go on stage, so hurry up. If you're not satisfied with anything later, tell me and I'll help you revise it."
Hearing Wen Yang's words, Jiang Lai was silently moved. They were obviously competitors, but Wen Yang didn't care about it at all. Instead, he helped her sincerely.
"Thank you!" Jiang Lai said solemnly.
Wen Yang smiled and said, "It's not for nothing. I still need your help with my hair later."
"No problem! I used to do my friends' hair often, so I have experience in this area!" Jiang Lai agreed with a smile, then strode forward and sat down on the chair in front of Wen Yang.
Ruan Chun saw Wen Yang and Jiang Lai preparing to put on makeup in the distance. She snorted coldly and smiled as if her evil plan had succeeded.
She just didn't believe that these two people's makeup could be better than Zou Sisi's.
After Wen Yang looked at the clothes Jiang Lai had changed into, he asked about the theme of Jiang Lai's dance.
I found that what she wanted to convey overall was the feeling of a beauty under the moon.
So she picked up the makeup tools and began to carefully put makeup on Jiang Lai.
Wen Yang first obtained Jiang Lai's consent, and then carefully trimmed her eyebrows to make them thinner.
Then he gently applied foundation to her.
For the eye makeup part, Wen Yang asked Jiang Lai to look up, then looked down, then opened her eyes, then closed her eyes.
Jiang Lai smiled and joked, "You're quite professional, no different from a professional makeup artist."
Wen Yang smiled and said nothing.
Finally, the fluffy brush brushes across my cheeks, leaving my lips with the soft touch of a lip brush.
The entire makeup look is done.
Jiang Lai looked at herself in the mirror and said excitedly, "Oh my God! Wen Yang, you are a genius! The makeup artists I hired before couldn't make her look like you!"
"How about it? Do you think there is anything that needs to be modified?" Wen Yang asked.
"No need to modify! This is great! Even better than I imagined!" Jiang Lai said excitedly.
Wen Yang smiled and pressed her shoulder, "Okay, sit down, I still need to help you with your hair."
After hearing Wen Yang's words, Jiang Lai quickly sat down obediently.
Wen Yang's deft hands shuttled through Jiang Lai's hair, styling it into a beautiful style, and finally inserted the hairpin she was wearing as an embellishment, truly completing the job.
Jiang Lai looked at herself in the mirror again and again, feeling extremely satisfied.
Wen Yang saw that Jiang Lai was fine, so he went to the fitting room to change his clothes.
Ruan Chun had already put on her makeup and her assistant was doing her hair.
But she couldn't help but glance at Wen Yang.
When she stretched her neck to see Jiang Lai who had finished her styling and makeup, her eyes suddenly widened.
Jiang Lai has a natural appearance, with narrow eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. After putting on makeup, he often has the heroic feeling of a handsome nobleman.
But this time, after Wen Yang's careful adjustments after eyebrow trimming.
From a distance, Jiang Lai's eyes and eyebrows had a touch of the charm of a classical beauty. With her white clothes, she looked even more like a fairy under the moon, pure and elegant.
She looked at herself in the mirror again. Her makeup was already done, but she suddenly felt that her eyeliner was too thick, her blush too heavy, and even her lip color was a little unpleasant...
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