Meng Yao retorted: "Who has to consider age when eating snacks? You eat French and Japanese food every day, so of course you don't know that the most delicious thing in the world is actually spicy noodles!"
"Brother Liang, you are still old. There is no young people today who don't eat snacks."
Guan Liang choked. When did Meng Yao learn to use age as a joke to attack him
The makeup artist applied foundation on Meng Yao, then stared at her face and fell into silence.
Guan Liang asked in confusion: "Why don't you continue? Just put on the foundation and move on to the next step."
Meng Yao coughed twice, and this time she wasn't pretending. She really didn't like those pink and frosty things.
The makeup artist looked complicated and slightly turned his body: "Brother Guan Liang, do you think there is something wrong with Teacher Meng Yao's face?"
Guan Liang looked at Meng Yao through the lens for a long time: "I don't understand your knowledge of beauty and makeup, I can't see what's wrong, is there anything wrong with Meng Yao's face?"
"In fact, I only applied foundation to half of Ms. Meng Yao's face, but now it looks like I didn't apply it because there is almost no difference between the two sides. The main function of foundation is to brighten the skin tone and cover blemishes, but now it seems that Ms. Meng Yao's skin condition is too good, and it seems that she doesn't need it."
Guan Liang frowned: "So..."
Meng Yao used to wear smoky makeup, but later she got lazy and stopped wearing it. Guan Liang only had a vague idea about this.
"In my opinion, Ms. Meng Yao's face is already very perfect and does not need excessive sculpting. From my point of view, if there is no specific style required, her current state is the most natural and perfect."
"Her natural makeup is too resistant to damage. Her natural conditions are too good. In my opinion, excessive retouching is unnecessary because there is not a single flaw on her face. A little more gorgeousness and a little less blandness..."
Guan Liang only understood half of what he heard.
"If I really want to find fault, Meng Yao's brow bones are a bit high, which makes her look more heroic than other female artists. But I think it's just right. The three-dimensional brow bones neutralize the softness of her eyes."
"She has a beautiful face, not a stereotypical pretty face at all."
It seemed that Meng Yao's face was very consistent with the makeup artist's aesthetic, so she inevitably said a little more.
Meng Yao spoke quickly this time: "So it's okay not to wear makeup?"
The makeup artist nodded: "If it's not for the red carpet or a specific style of makeup, I think this is good enough. In fact, before this, I always thought you had done a lot of makeup, but I didn't expect... To be honest, in all my years in this industry, I have never seen anyone with such good innate conditions..."
Guan Liang also reacted. No matter what, this was a compliment to the beauty of the artist he was bringing. He smiled and said, "You are a professional, so let's do as you say."
Not only did Meng Yao not continue to put on makeup, she even took it off again.
After cleaning up, Meng Yao sat opposite Guan Liang: "Brother Liang, although I haven't finished my makeup, I was so obedient just now, so your words still count, right?"
Guan Liang's gaze stopped at Meng Yao's face, moving from her dark eyebrows to her pure and red lips, and he murmured, "Could it be that I really have found a treasure?"
Meng Yao hesitated and said, "Brother Liang, why don't you say anything? Don't you think it's not possible?"
Guan Liang came back to his senses: "No problem."
After changing her clothes, Meng Yao sat beside Guan Liang. They didn't chat much. Regardless of whether they had any common topics, Meng Yao was busy eating snacks.
Guan Liang glanced around and saw that the artists around him were busy putting on makeup and styling their looks, and the male artists were all applying powder on their faces.
Somehow, he suddenly felt a sense of pride.
After a moment, a figure flashed before his eyes. It was Ling Xiao who had finished the styling.
Meng Yao took the time to look at him: "Aren't you chatting with Meng Qingqing?"
Ling Xiao paused for a moment, then regained his composure: "We've finished chatting. We were just exchanging a few pleasantries."
Meng Yao was holding a candy in her mouth. Thinking about the upcoming variety show, she looked a little listless. She said nonchalantly, "Really? I thought you guys were going to chat for a while."
Ling Xiao didn't rush to sit down. He narrowed his eyes and said, "... Why do you think so?"
Meng Yao frowned and bit the candy in her mouth into pieces with a crunch.
How do I say this? I actually saw where the plot was going
It’s nonsense just thinking about it.
"My guess."
Guan Liang advised from the side: "Didn't I tell you not to eat candy like this? If you do this again, I will take you directly to the dentistry!"
Ling Xiao's expression changed several times. He somehow remembered what happened last time. He didn't know if Meng Yao had misunderstood.
This matter bothered him all the time and was almost becoming a mental illness for him.
"Xiaoyao, you must have misunderstood something. Meng Qingqing and I have nothing to do with each other. We don't have a relationship now and we won't have a relationship in the future."
Meng Yao paused to swallow and frowned, "You don't like her?"
"Of course not." He answered without any hesitation.
What's going on? Why does the plot progress slow down as soon as she arrives here? She clearly remembers that during this period of time Ling Xiao had already shown a fondness for Meng Qingqing, and he shouldn't have such an evasive attitude towards her.
Meng Yao thought about it and felt that the development of the plot should be accelerated.
She hurriedly swallowed the candy in her mouth, and the laziness on her face disappeared. She advised him with the tone of an experienced person: "Don't be so sure about everything. Are you so sure that you won't like it in the future? Being stubborn will not have a good result. You are like..."
She originally wanted to find an appropriate word to describe and embellish it, not to mention to show off her own literary talent, but at least to let Ling Xiao understand it more clearly.
But perhaps illiteracy was truly hopeless. She was born without any literary talent. Meng Yao thought about it but couldn't find a suitable adjective.
Finally, she could only cough twice and pretend to be profound: "I have said everything I need to say. The rest depends on how much you can understand."
After saying this, she spread her hands and looked pretentious.
Meng Yao was determined to help Ling Xiao. As soon as she said these words of advice, her aura changed.
Guan Liang was stunned watching from the side.
Ling Xiao's face darkened, his eyes were dark and bottomless, he pursed his lips but did not speak.
Meng Yao was unwilling to let her long speech be ignored: "Brother Lingxiao, do you understand?"
Ling Xiao lowered his head slightly, making it difficult to see his expression: "I understand."
Meng Yao felt very relieved and subconsciously wanted to pat his shoulder like an elder. Later, she found that Ling Xiao was standing and the height was not suitable, so she simply withdrew her hand.
Good night~
(End of this chapter)