A few days before the "Stopping Rain Festival", Uncle Zhang asked my grandpa to give me a message and let me free half of the day on the weekend to try on my makeup.
Although I promised to pretend to be a goddess, but when it comes to makeup, I still feel a little awkward.
The last time Yaoji put on makeup was when she participated in a chorus competition in elementary school. The teacher put lipstick on everyone regardless of gender, and put a golden flower tin on their forehead. Afterwards, when the group photos came out, one by one was like the Buddha possessed, and the photos did not need to have a photo with their own consecration effect.
I asked for leave for the makeup trial and Yankongshan. He didn't say anything, but Wen Ying was very excited.
"I can't think of Yu Mian, you really want to be the girl of the day! After that, will our store be able to advertise, put your poster on the door, and say, 'The girl is coming, take pictures for free', it will definitely attract a lot of business."
I got goosebumps when he talked about it. The thought of putting up a poster of myself disguised as a woman and putting it on the door most conspicuously, and also taking pictures with people as a mascot, made me so embarrassed that I grabbed my toes and couldn't breathe.
"Do it…"
Wen Ying didn't listen to me at all, and was still thinking about it: "Maybe if you post it on the Internet, you will become a celebrity. Now women's clothing is very popular."
Although I have no problem with women's clothing tycoons, I really don't want to be a women's clothing tycoon at all, and I don't want to be seen by so many people as women's clothing.
In addition, Wen Ying knows so much about women's clothing bosses, shouldn't he have any special hobbies
Sun Rui seems to want to invite him to go shopping together during the "Stop the Rain Festival". I don't know if it will become another lovelorn story.
When I thought that Sun Rui was going to cry at me again, I couldn't stop shaking my head.
"Don't chat, work quickly." Wen Ying was still babbling, when Yan Kongshan suddenly appeared beside us and slapped a book on Wen Ying's chest, successfully interrupting his endless imagination.
Wen Ying coughed and rubbed his chest, his face wrinkled: "Manager, you are too strong."
Yan Kongshan turned his back to him, bent over to sort out the books on the shelf, and said "sorry" without being distracted.
After dinner, at about seven o'clock, the doorbell rang downstairs, and a guest came.
I guess it was the makeup artist who did my makeup. I was afraid that Grandpa didn't hear the bell, so he hurried downstairs.
Just as he went down the stairs, he saw that Grandpa had already opened the door. Sun Rui smiled and leaned in to greet Grandpa, followed by a young girl in her twenties with dyed pink hair.
"Why are you here?" I was surprised by Sun Rui's sudden arrival.
"Lead the way for my cousin, she is your makeup artist." She stepped aside and introduced the girl behind me, "Chu Tong, 26 years old, is currently a professional makeup artist and usually does makeup for celebrities. of."
Chu Tong glared at Sun Rui: "Introduction is just an introduction, why report your age?"
I greeted her, briefly introduced myself, and took them upstairs.
Both Chu Tong and Sun Rui were dragging a large suitcase in their hands. Chu Tong was a 21-inch three-layer cosmetic case, while Sun Rui's was even bigger, a suitcase half a person's height.
I thought that the bigger the box, the heavier it should be, so I lifted the box for Sun Rui. Unexpectedly, it was very light to start, and it was as empty inside.
"What's in here?" I put the box against the wall and asked Sun Rui who followed.
"Your feather coat, Mianmian Tiannv." Sun Rui sat down on the ground and started flipping through the comic book beside my pillow.
Don't mess with the number of pages I'm looking at...
I wanted to remind her, but when I saw that she had started reading from the first page, I had to close my mouth again.
"Come on, I'll give you a hair tie first to tie up the broken hair." Chu Tong opened her "cornucopia" in the open space of the room, and pulled away the cosmetics that I didn't even recognize.
Originally, I was wondering if the lights in the room would be too dim, but as soon as she opened the box, she brought two rows of LED lights, which instantly blinded my eyes.
Putting on the white rabbit-eared headband, I sat cross-legged in front of the makeup box, waiting for Chu Tong's further instructions.
"Let me see your skin..." Chu Tong said, gently breaking my chin, and after looking at my face carefully, he exclaimed, "Your skin is so good. Before you came, I was a little afraid of your age. My little boy will get pimples or something, but he can't even see the pores, and he's still so white."
"Yeah." Sun Rui was lying on the mat, reading the comic book with relish, kicking her feet back and forth in the air, "Yu Mian's skin is super good, her eyes are big and beautiful, that's how I became him when I was a kid. It's a little girl's."
Chu Tong wetted the cotton pad and simply wiped my face, and then started the tedious makeup part.
"I'll make it for you with reference to Tang Zhuang. This is the first time I've taken on such a large-scale traditional festival. I don't know what the effect will be. Let's take a look and then make adjustments..."
"Excuse me." I didn't understand this either, so I hurriedly said that she could come as she wanted, and I had no problem.
At first, I had the leisure to count how many things I used on my face, but later on, it was too many, and I was too lazy to count them.
Sitting without speaking or moving, I soon became a little sleepy. I began to look for topics and chatted with Chu Tong.
It turned out that the makeup of the "Tian Nu" was done by the coordinating office at random by a girl in the village who could do makeup, as long as she didn't look ugly, but because foreigners came to shoot a documentary this year, the county magistrate paid great attention to it. Uncle Zhang heard that Chu Tong is a professional make-up artist for film and television, so he specially brought her here.
"Be sure to let those foreigners know what a goddess is!" These are Uncle Zhang's original words.
I didn't know for a moment whether to say my luck was good or bad.
Feeling... It's still good, if Sun Rui turns me into it, there is a high probability that it will be another "Buddha's Light" face. Thinking about it this way, I also thank Uncle Zhang for his attention this year.
It took me more than an hour to melt, and I was drowsy. Sun Rui had finished reading two comics, and was very happy eating the fruit plate brought by Grandpa.
After finally hooking his lips with the pen, Chu Tong withdrew in satisfaction and called Sun Rui.
"Xiao Rui, how about it?"
Sun Rui heard the words and looked up from the comic book, holding an apple in her hand.
"I see..." She was about to put the apple into her mouth, but suddenly the whole person seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and her mood inexplicably turned blue.
"What's the matter! How can a stinky man look better than me with makeup on? I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced!" She slapped the ground angrily and rolled around, "I don't admit that I can't even compare to a man, it must be because of your cousin. Makeup skills are superb!"
I don't know how to make up, so I can't tell the difference between good and bad. I just think the people in the mirror are terrifyingly strange.
Her face was as white as paper, her blush was applied to the end of her eyes, her forehead was covered with flower tins, and her cheeks were dimpled with two small red dots, and her mouth was also small, like a crimson butterfly. .
The more I looked at it, the more strange it became, and I closed my eyes in annoyance.
"It seems to be a success." Chu Tong calmly took out an extra-long wig from the vanity case and put it on for me. After finishing, he simply combed it for me, and tied it up loosely behind him, "I don't have time today, wear this first. The wig will be prepared for you on the day of the festival, and you will also wear a lot of hairpins, which should be heavy, so you have to be mentally prepared."
Now wearing this wig, I feel that my scalp is a little tight and I can't think for myself. Was it even more extreme on the day of the festival
Uncle Zhang, you don't need to fight so hard. What foreigners want is the original flavor. You are too bureaucratic!
"Ah, I'm dead!" Sun Rui continued to roll, "Yu Mian, why are you so annoying! You will never be my good sister again, unless..." She sat up suddenly, and said with a serious face, " When I get married and you become my bridesmaid, I will forgive you."
I stared at her and spit out four words softly.
"are you crazy."
Chu Tong rolled his eyes a little when he heard this. He raised his chin to Sun Rui and said, "Okay, don't make trouble, take out your clothes."
Sun Rui pouted, got up and opened the box, carefully taking out a white long coat wrapped in a dust bag.
I originally thought that "feather clothes" was just an established term for the clothes of mythical characters, but Sun Rui really took a "feather clothes" out of the box.
The clothes are divided into three layers. The innermost is a small jacket and trousers similar to leggings. The second layer is a long shirt with very soft and skin-friendly fabric. There are no extra patterns, but two silver threads are embroidered on the front of the shirt Crane.
The outermost layer is also the most luxurious highlight. The coat is made of light gauze as a whole. The sleeves hang down to the calf, and there is a long large drag hem. , thick and immortal. I feel that the next second I put it on, I will go away.
"This is..." I cautiously touched the feathers of the dress, it was soft to the touch and very easy to touch, "Is it really bird feathers?"
Chu Tong said: "It is said that the first piece of clothing was made of crane feathers, but after so many years, the original piece of clothing has long been damaged and cannot be worn, and later generations have imitated and copied it many times. Copied ten years ago, replaced with goose feathers, and you'll be the fourth person to wear it."
All of a sudden this thing becomes sacred. What's the matter? For no reason, I have a sense of inheritance in my heart.
Then this feeling of being infinitely close to national pride from the inside out came to an abrupt end when Sun Rui and Chu Tong worked together to wrap my girdle.
"No, does it need to be... so tight?" I begged for mercy, enduring the nauseated feeling of being strangled, "It's almost done."
"No way!" Sun Rui refused, "How can the waist of the goddess be thicker than mine, sober up!"
Chu Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Liu's son seems to be shorter than you, only 170. It's too late to change the size now, just bear with it..."
Does this mean that you can endure it
I don't know who kicked me from behind and kicked me to the window sill. I leaned on the window frame and leaned there, Hua Shun's wig fell over his shoulders, and most of his body was sticking out.
"Help..." The left and right sides tightened at the same time, and I cried out for help in a rage.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew through, messing up the hair, and also brought a familiar wisp of smoke in the air.
It took me a while to realize where this familiarity came from, and then I looked up in a panic and looked at the yard next door, which just happened to meet Yankong Mountain, who was staring at me blankly with a cigarette in his hand.
"Brother..." I swallowed and called him weakly.
Although it seems like a thousand years, but in fact we only looked at each other for a few seconds.
In just a few seconds, the numerical value on the top of Yankong Mountain has undergone ups and downs.
It was white at 78 at first, then quickly dropped to 70, and the color became gray. I must have been scared by my style. Then, after I called him, he probably reacted to me, and the value quickly soared to 80.
"Yu Mian?" As he spoke, the color on the top of his head slowly changed from turbid gray to a bright, conspicuous, unignorable... yellow.
But in the blink of an eye, when I looked again, his value dropped to 60 again, and the color became darker, darker, and looked like a fright.
It's over, I may have been hallucinated by Sun Rui and the others, and I thought that Yankong Mountain had turned yellow to me just now