Vermouth has a line: a secret makes a woman woman.The same sentence applies to men.
Zong Ye is the most charming man Jian Jing has ever met.
Because he has the most secrets.
What identity, what job, what origin, everything is a mystery. After several encounters, a few glimpses were revealed, but not only did the mystery not get solved, it became even more elusive.
Jian Jing has a strong curiosity about him.
It's like a leopard in the forests of Southeast Asia. Even though you know it's dangerous to touch it, you still can't help but want to poke it.
The three-day period ended and she went on the second day.
The address given by Zongye is a hotel.
Premium suite, facing the park, the environment and location are first class.
After having breakfast, Jian Jing sent the dog to the park to meet its friends before slowly going to the door.
Zong Yeguo was waiting for her, and when she knocked on the door, she answered, "Welcome."
Jian Jing walked in and asked openly, "You live here?"
"Hotel room." He was wearing loose and comfortable home clothes, and he looked very relaxed. Compared with the previous times we met, he was much more casual. "Please sit anywhere."
Jian Jing didn't want to miss the opportunity to observe, and looked around without hesitation.
A big bed, one person, and very little luggage, just clothes and toiletries. The cupboard was closed, and there was a sports bag under the bed. God knows what was inside.
She commented: "Very simple."
"The fewer clues there are, the safer it is." Zongye boiled some water and made her a cup of hot tea.
Jian Jing looked at the disposable paper cups and tea bags given by the hotel and remained silent.
"We don't have much time." He opened the closet and took out a plastic bag. "Your interest in me is probably not as great as mine, so let's get down to business."
Jian Jing: “…” That’s not necessary.
But he had said it, she said to herself: "I thought you would never give in."
"You are special, and I always treat special people specially." He smiled gently.
A vixen is a vixen.
Jian Jing looked at him and decisively put aside her beauty: "Where do you start learning?"
"First, the rules." Zongye approached, held her cheeks with both hands, and looked at her carefully. "The human body has a basic structure. You can't change your appearance as you please. It must match the growth of the bones. Children are different from adults, and teenagers are different from the elderly. If you change too much, not only will you fail to conceal your appearance, but it will betray your abnormality."
"I see. I'll remember that." Jian Jing followed suit and immediately reached back to touch him. "You keep changing and changing and I can't see any problem. Is it because your bone structure is so good?"
Zongye laughed and bent down to let her "study".
As for men, no matter how good-looking they are, they can’t be very creative. Skills are more important.
Jian Jing withdrew her hand and asked, "What's next?"
"The second is harmony." He said, "You should understand that a laborer cannot have fair and delicate skin, and a pampered daughter will not have deformed fingers. But sometimes, it is difficult for us to avoid such problems."
He took her wrist and lifted it up to observe: "Your hand is weird."
Jian Jing remained calm: "What's strange about that?"
"There aren't many signs of training, and there are almost no calluses." He pinched her fingertips, slid his fingertips over the lines on her palm, and explored it inch by inch. "It's not easy to maintain the performance you have shown."
“It cost me a lot of money,” she said.
Zongye smiled and admitted, "You have more room for disguise than others. However, the advantage is not much. Miss Rabbit, if I'm not mistaken, you have trained your fingers, so your flexibility is higher than on Mermaid Island, right?"
Jian Jing: “…”
"It seems that I guessed right." He said, "Now you understand that your actions can betray you more easily than your appearance."
She pondered, activated her acting card, and held his hand.
His fingers were limp, his fingertips had little strength, and his movements were clumsy.
"That's right," he said. "My hands look like those of an ordinary girl. But it's easy to pretend for a while, but it's too risky to pretend for a long time. If it were me, I would set myself up as a pianist."
Jian Jing said: "Make the unreasonable things reasonable."
"Yes." Zongye said, "The third one is your own."
"It's not as easy as you think to put on a disguise. For a thin person to disguise himself as a fat person, it's not just a matter of changing your appearance. Your behavior habits must also match your appearance."
He took out a heavy silicone prosthesis and said, "A woman's best disguise is being pregnant. Do you want to try it?"
Jian Jingxin stood up.
"Playing the role of a pregnant woman is definitely not as simple as stuffing something in your belly." He picked up the bandage and wrapped the silicone prosthesis around her abdomen. "Pregnancy is not just a bloated abdomen. The changes in the uterus are inside the body. You have to disguise yourself from head to toe."
She asked curiously, "Can edema be made?"
"Yes, but it will be very heavy, and you must wear a long top and long pants." He tightened the belt tightly around her waist. Jian Jing immediately felt the pressure on her waist and felt uncomfortable all over.
Zongye continued, "That's the fourth thing I want to talk about, integration. For example, summer is not suitable for playing a pregnant woman. Your clothing, diet, and behavior must all match the environment you are in. Failing in such a place is the biggest failure."
She nodded and made a note of it.
"Okay." He let go, "Now you are a pregnant woman, come towards me."
Jian Jing thought about it and decided to use her acting skills to act.
She held her abdomen with her hands and walked slowly, sometimes stopping briefly to evade the side - she was afraid of being hit by reckless pedestrians and cars - and occasionally secretly supporting her lower back to relieve the pressure on her lumbar spine.
However, acting cards are not omnipotent.
She felt a little bit uneasy.
The evasive action is too agile, and the muscles do not obey the brain's command, but follow muscle memory to operate in the safest and most efficient way.
It is much more difficult to restrain a trained instinct than to resist eating ice cream.
She was depressed.
"You've done very well." Zongye smiled, "You must have often observed others and know where to leave space, but your body can't get used to such heavy loads in a short period of time."
Jian Jing asked: "How long will it take before it becomes invisible?"
"Wearing a set of equipment for ten hours a day will improve significantly after a week," he said. "People have a strong ability to adapt, but you have to tap your potential."
Jian Jing sighed, helpless.
"Okay, enough theory," he said. "I'm going to teach you the simplest disguise now. Guess, are the disguises the same from shallow to deep?"
Jian Jing: "Clothes, hairstyle, skin, facial features, posture and movements."
"All correct." He clapped his hands and smiled. "Then as a reward, how about we skip the first step and go directly to the second step?"
She said, "I haven't seen it."
Zongye said: "General liquid foundation can only change the skin color. To create a special skin feeling, you need to apply another layer of simulated skin."
He cut a piece of colorless, transparent soft film, dipped it in water and stuck it on the outside of her arm. Jian Jing touched it curiously, and the texture was similar to that of medical dressing, breathable and thin, and not very uncomfortable.
"This will make your skin rough. Finally, apply the foundation evenly." He said, "Remember that they can't be exactly the same. The skin color on the outside must be darker than the inside - details determine everything."
Jian Jing said happily: "I know, what's next?"
"The skin on the body is relatively simple." Zongye said, "It is more difficult to adjust the facial features."
He stroked her cheek and smiled, "Would you like to give it a try?"
"Yes," she said. "I want to be like Marilyn Monroe."
Zongye couldn't help laughing: "Being transracial is the most complicated disguise. You overestimate me."
Jian Jing blinked innocently.
You can’t blame her though, because only a sexy beauty can subdue a vixen.
"Ms. Rabbit, the highest level of disguise is being ordinary. The key to avoiding being noticed is being mediocre." He held her chin, lifted it slightly, and sighed, "But your face is really hard to do."
She asked, "Are you praising me?"
"No doubt about it," he said, but he had already unbuttoned a set of braces without hesitation, "Open your mouth and bite it."
Jian Jing felt her mouth was stretched open and her tongue and teeth were restrained, which was extremely uncomfortable.
She pouted, "It's so uncomfortable."
"This is the easiest prop." He looked around and laughed, "Is it too big? This one doesn't quite fit your size. Just make do with it."
"Toothache." Jian Jing looked painful and her words became unclear.
"Sorry, sorry, let's change it." Zongye spread his hands, "Spit it out."
She pushed and pried the edge of the braces with the tip of her tongue, but it wouldn't come off. Jian Jing pressed her cheek hard, and it took a long time to successfully remove it.
She asked angrily: "How can this thing be so solid?"
"Your method is wrong." Zong Ye took the prop that she had used to fail the challenge and stuffed it directly into his mouth. His teeth clicked lightly and it closed immediately, naturally and easily.
Jian Jing: “…”
He pinched the gum from the outside and pushed it upwards, and took it out immediately. It was not difficult at all.
"I'll make a small one for you." He chuckled, "Next one."
Next comes the use of tape.
Jian Jing said: "I know a way that can change the contour of my face." She pressed her cheeks against her own and pushed them back hard. The muscles on her face were immediately lifted up, as if the bones were being cut. The effect was immediate.
"That's too embarrassing." Zong Ye moved closer and peeled off the tape on her face. His fingertips sometimes touched and sometimes separated, as if the spring rain fell on her face, dripping and seeming to be there and not there.
He said: "I usually use silicone and tape together to change the appearance of the upper half of the face."
Silicone was used to shape the nose to make it wider, tape was used to make the eyes smaller, some acne was covered with stickers, and finally foundation was casually applied. A girl with a slightly dark forehead, a round face, and a chubby face appeared in front of the camera.
Jian Jing can almost immediately find matching elements: black-framed glasses, short hair, love of milk tea, a few strings of fancy dolls hanging on her backpack, love of chasing stars, and her catchphrase is "I really need to lose weight."
—It’s really stress-free for writers to imagine characters.
And!
"It's really mediocre." She said with mixed feelings, "If I walk down the street with this face, the world might be completely different."
Zongye smiled: "It's not a bad thing to lower your perspective a little."
Beauties always enjoy privileges. Someone will open the door of a store for them, the shopkeepers will always be patient when they buy things, and the waiters' smiles will be more genuine when they eat.
However, the vast majority of people enjoy different benefits.
Occasionally becoming an ordinary person will give you a more real understanding of the world.
"Hidden behind the mask, you can see things that you can't normally see." Zongye leaned his head and stared with a smile, "Do you want to give it a try?"
Jian Jing raised her eyebrows.
"As you are now, go meet someone you know well," he tempted. "Maybe something interesting will happen."
She took a deep breath and her heart suddenly beat fast.