The old lady's body was taken away and cremated, and the four children also lost their souls.

As soon as the chaos in the funeral parlor subsided, everyone gathered around Li Shixin with awe on their faces.

Especially the staff of the funeral home.

They have seen a lot of the deceased's appearance, but the body of this person who has been dead for so many days and whose skin tissue has begun to decay can be painted as if the living were asleep, which properly stunned them!

Several mortuaries at the scene looked at Li Shixin's gaze, which was almost fanatical.

If I hadn't known that you were an actor, I would have thought you would be a master who has worked all his life and been buried!"

"Yes, teacher. Just now, you can't practice it with hundreds of corpses without decades of hard work! Can you teach us both hands?"

Seeing a few young people surrounding him, Li Shixin grinned.

A group of leeks with no use value, the old man will not accept you as an apprentice.

Hum!

And there is actually nothing to teach about makeup, Ah Cai's makeup techniques are quite complex, more based on understanding and observation. It's not a standardized thing, if it's like teaching an apprentice, it will take a lot of effort.

However, thinking that there will be a lot of dramas in the funeral home in the future, Li Shixin didn't say anything to death: "If you have time, you can come over when there is a drama here at the funeral home in the next few days." If you don't teach, you can't talk about it, it's an exchange. ”

Seeing the excitement on the faces of several mortuators, Li Shixin hurriedly waved his hand: "But my makeup skills and the finishing of my appearance are still two different things." You may not be able to use much, and I think whether you can do a good job in the burial is not in the way you put on makeup, but more in your attitude. The state of everyone who has passed away is different, as long as you don't be fooled and treat it with awe, so that the deceased can be dignified and the family can be comforted. In the end, what the makeup looks like is secondary. What do you say?"

Although he knew that Li Shixin was talking twice, but when he heard these words, and then recalled Li Shixin's meticulousness and respect for the deceased just now, several mortuaries nodded deeply.

"Teacher Li said yes, I was taught!"

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Seeing several funeral home staff bowing deeply to themselves, Li Shixin grinned.

Being bowed to in a funeral parlor...... It's awkward.

It feels like you're hanging on the wall......

helped a few Hanhan up, saw that order had been restored in the funeral home, the crew was still stupidly watching the excitement, and as the director, Zhu Hao didn't know where to go, Li Shixin hurriedly let the crew move.

The scene just now hasn't been filmed yet, so you have to hurry up before lunch.

Otherwise, Ann Xiaoxiao is full, and the mood of this scene will not be easy to bring.

Taking advantage of the crew's efforts to re-set the scene, Li Shixin came to his group of old fans.

A group of old fans had been holding back their rainbow farts for a long time, and when they saw Li Shixin coming, they all gathered around him;

"Shixin, your hand just now is really amazing!"

"Alas, although the old man died not like a person, he was really beautiful when he finally left. Shixin, you have accumulated virtue today!"

"Shixin, do the veterans of the fan group have any benefits? When I am gone, if you can paint me a makeup and come to Qu Suona again, I can jump happily!"

"It's okay to walk around, master, I'll get you another Qing Dynasty official uniform when the time comes. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, this can be had, grandson, what is this called in the words of you young people?"

"Arrogant!"

Seeing Liu Feng and his grandson amusing each other again, Li Shixin smiled, "Brother Feng, you have to live well." Strive to live past a hundred years old, and when you are leaving, I will paint you a birthday makeup, then it is called arrogant. ”

Hearing Li Shixin's words, Old Man Liu Feng was so happy that his dentures fell out, "Well! What Shixin said is appealing! But ...... Is the birthday boy good to paint?"

On the side, An Xiaoxiao, who blocked her nostrils with two cotton balls, frowned.

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"Grandpa Feng, who do you look down on! If you like Pikachu, the teacher can draw it for you!"

"Oh?" Hearing this, Old Man Liu Feng's eyes lit up like a child seeing the new toy, but after thinking about it, he waved his hand and looked at his grandson: "Grandson, isn't it too serious to make the appearance of Pikachu?"

On the side, Liu Feng's grandson grinned bitterly: "It doesn't matter if it's serious or not, it's just that the coffin is not very good...... Poké ball style, not very easy to do......"

Seeing that this pair of living treasures was bored, Li Shixin and a group of old fans couldn't help but be happy.

In the funeral home, seeing a group of old people who were so happy and teasing them with death, the eyes of the group of patients brought by Shi Agui flashed.

Facing death on the horizon, everyone's heart is heavy and with inevitable fear.

But just now I saw Li Shixin's gentle treatment of the body, and I felt that Li Shixin's group of old fans ridiculed and even despised death at this time, and took pleasure in it, I don't know why, their hearts suddenly burst into peace.

"You, hello. Dude, can you ask...... Do you fandom accept us like this?"

Just when Li Shixin opened his mind and studied how to hold a Pokémon-themed funeral with Mr. Liu Feng, a group of old people with withered faces finally couldn't help but surround him.

After looking at everyone and seeing a group of old men and old ladies like lepers, Wu Ming immediately waved his hand: "Yo, everyone...... You'd better treat this situation first......"

Before she finished speaking, she was stopped by Li Shixin.

Looking at Shi Agui on the side, he used gestures and mouth shapes to imply to himself that this group of old people did not have much time, and Li Shixin was happy.

"Accept it, why don't you accept it. Xiao Wu. ”

"Huh?"

"You give you a record. ”

"Oh, oh, the entrance fee is fifty, which is counted as the activity fund......

Seeing Li Shixin squeezing his eyes, Wu Ming took out the small notebook in his arms and stomped his feet in annoyance.

Looking at a group of old patients with a gastric tube in their noses and a new and excited face, they smacked their lips.

This group of people joins in, how many percentage points does the fan mortality rate have to increase!

......

Outside the funeral home.

Although the Jing'an Cemetery is known as a dragon for burial, the cremation of the body still needs to go to the crematorium designated by the government.

Just now, the body of the old man was loaded into the hearse, and just as the four children were silently trying to get into the car and go to the crematorium, a young man in the director's vest grabbed the door of the car that had not yet been closed.

"Hey, the high and low have caught up. Hello, I am the director of the movie "The Undertaker", and I have something I want to discuss with you. ”

"Huh?"

Seeing the sweaty young man outside the car, the family members of the deceased in the car were stunned: "What's the matter?"

gasped for breath, and Zhu Hao told the situation in the funeral home just now, "I'm sorry, without your consent, when Mr. Li buried the old lady just now, I filmed the process on the side." Of course, the old man's body was not exposed at all. This effect is so good, I want to apply this to the movie, and I want to ask for your permission. ”

Faced with the request for congratulations, the four children were a little incredible.

"This ......"

"Several, we can give you some financial compensation. And everyone, let the old man have this last face...... appeared in the movie, perhaps it is also a kind of memory for her. What do you say?"

Looking at Zhu Hao's sincere eyes, the eldest son of the old man in the car sighed after a moment of silence.

"The money is free, we've been wrong enough. Faceless...... Then point to my mother's last trip to make money...... We haven't had time to thank the old gentleman just now. If you take a picture, use it. I beg you to ...... How many brothers and sisters are we...... Knock it out...... We're so ugly......"

Facing the old man's eldest son stumbling and muttering as if he had lost his soul, Zhu Hao's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, what we want is the beauty of the elderly. ”