As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Qi Jun walked slowly to the studio of Shaw Building, and the other people in the dormitory had something to do in their respective departments of the student union and asked for leave.

Qi Jun, the people who came and went in the studio of Shaw Building, didn't know anyone, and saw Wu Sha who appeared from time to time in the middle of the crowd with sharp eyes, her face was nervous, and her tone was hurried: "Wrong, wrong, this is not you, you are the next one." ”

"You don't have to care so much about the makeup on your face during the rehearsal, you can get through the rehearsal first. ”

"Oh, why aren't you all together yet? ”

Qi Jun walked over to Wu Sha with a smile, patted Wu Sha's shoulder and quipped, "Calm down, the more panicked you are, the more chaotic you become." ”

Wu Sha smiled bitterly and shook her head at Qi Jun: "No, I must help the Ministry of Literature and Art get this right, and it involves the assessment of the sophomore minister's election." ”

"Well, come on. Qi Jun glanced at Wu Sha sympathetically.

"Hurry up and sit down, the sixth place from the left in the fifth row is reserved for you, they don't need it, and the members of the student council have reserved their seats alone. Wu Sha said a word to Qi Jun, turned his face and urged others to rehearse.

Qi Jun shook his head and turned around to enter the studio, looking at the rehearsal staff who came and went in a hurry and smiled very brightly, and the face mixed with makeup that was only half made up looked particularly funny.

Qi Jun didn't want to watch the rehearsal on the stage, anyway, he could watch it when it officially started in a while, just when Qi Jun made five pages of the high math question in his hand, and the scratch paper was densely packed with calculus answers, he saw Wu Sha in front of the stage who was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Qi Jun snapped the high math book, the pen and scratch paper were sandwiched into the book, Qi Jun put the schoolbag and book on his lap on the seat behind him, got up and strode towards Wu Sha, and asked with concern: "Wu Sha, what's wrong? I see that you are about to cry." ”

"It's that the makeup artist who was originally scheduled to change his mind temporarily, the senior sister found a person from our college, the makeup is too exaggerated, and the final evaluation will definitely be deducted points, and if you don't win the first place because of this, you will definitely blame me. Wu Sha's eyes turned red as she spoke.

Qi Jun took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, there were still twenty minutes before the party began, Qi Jun sensitively grasped the word "again" in Wu Sha's words, obviously Wu Sha had just entered the Ministry of Literature and Art for more than a month and was blamed more than once.

Wu Sha is just a newcomer, and she doesn't know anything about the student union, so she can only half-grope forward and do these things. Qi Jun saw with his own eyes how hard Wu Sha has worked hard to run the program diligently in the past month, watch rehearsals, screen programs, make program schedules with desk lamps in the middle of the night, and write the host's hand card, if she is targeted because of this trivial matter, how aggrieved she should be, but Qi Jun is a person who can't see others being wronged.

Qi Jun patted Wu Sha's shoulder and comforted: "Don't cry, crying won't solve any problems." Do you believe me or not?"

Wu Sha raised her head with red eyes and asked Qi Jun, "What do you mean?"

"I'll put on the makeup of the performers, and I still have fifteen minutes, and when it's time, you tell those who don't have good makeup to remove their makeup quickly, and you take me to the dressing room. ”

Wu Sha glanced at Qi Jun's face suspiciously, and didn't care about it in her heart, let's be a dead horse doctor, Qi Jun never does anything strong, and it must be certain to dare to stand up like this.

When Wu Sha hurried to the dressing room with Qi Jun, there was a dissatisfied reprimand from inside, "Wu Sha, what kind of makeup artist are you looking for, look at these exaggerated makeup, we are holding a welcome party, not Halloween." ”

Wu Sha licked her face and cautiously replied to the senior sister: "Minister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I immediately asked them to remove their makeup and put it back on. ”

"Re-incarnate?" the Minister of Literature and Art raised his eyebrows, "Who? Are you still in time?" said as if he had discovered something was wrong, and asked Wu Sha in a softened tone: "I remember that it wasn't Zhang Li's business to find a makeup artist? ”

The Minister of Literature and Art rolled up his sleeves angrily, rushed out of the dressing room, and left a sentence in a particularly domineering manner: "Wu Sha, you have done this well, you will do it with the Vice Minister of Literature and Art, Zhang Li will let her get out of me if she doesn't want to do it well." ”

Qi Jun looked at the senior sister who rushed out like the wind, silently stretched out his thumbs and nodded a thumbs up, and praised Wu Sha: "This senior sister is really domineering." ”

Wu Sha smiled, and prayed to Qi Jun with his hands folded: "Qi Jun, please, you must save me." ”

Qi Jun raised his chin at Wu Sha with a smile and promised, "Don't worry, leave it to me." ”

Wu Sha thought that she found Qi Jun as a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but she didn't expect Qi Jun to put all the cosmetics neatly and neatly, rolled up her sleeves and greeted a girl sitting in front of her who was dancing a folk dance, from moisturizing to applying BB cream, eyebrows, eye shadow, eyeliner to lip gloss, and finally she could also highlight the girl's nose and cheeks, making the whole face more three-dimensional and delicate.

If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate.

The girl in front of her looked at herself in the mirror and was speechless in surprise, her makeup was not light, it was just right, but it was thick and elegant.

"She danced a folk dance, her makeup was too thick before, a bit like a hot dance, it's not suitable, take a look, are you satisfied?" Qi Jun was still holding a brush in his hand, turned around and sat on the dresser and asked Wu Sha.

"Qi Jun, you are too powerful, what else can't you do. Wu Sha came back from surprise, stepped forward and grabbed Qi Jun's arm excitedly and shouted, "You are my nobleman, thank you so much." ”

Qi Jun pushed Wu Sha away with disgust in a smile, and reminded: "There are still ten minutes before the show starts, you hurry up and get busy, let them come over first at the front of the show line, I can hold on to the end." ”

Wu Sha pouted regretfully: "But then you won't be able to watch the party." ”

"It's okay, I should be able to catch up with the next two or three programs, just watch the video when the time comes, isn't there a special person to take the camera, you can help me get a video when the time comes, I won't pick it." ”

Wu Sha thanked Qi Jun several times, turned around and went out to get busy. Every performer who sat in front of the mirror, whether male or female, Qi Jun had to ask them what they were playing, and then put on makeup that matched their roles.

Qi Jun has been manipulating those cosmetics with his hands, embellishing satisfactory makeup on his face without powder.

It may be that the time is too long, the number of people is too large, Qi Jun's fingers were stiff for a moment when he was putting on witch makeup for the last girl, and he saw that the eyeshadow palette in his hand was about to pounce on the girl's long white skirt, and I heard Wu Sha say that the clothes for the whole party were borrowed by her, and if they were torn or stained with something that could not be washed, they would lose money.

Qi Jun didn't like the established color of the eyeshadow, and he wanted the witch's makeup to be prominent, so he adjusted the eyeshadow palette by himself, and the wet eyeshadow stained with white clothes would definitely not be washed off.

"Get out of the way!" Qi Jun exclaimed, the girl sitting was frightened, stunned as the eyeshadow palette fell from in front of her, almost touching her white skirt, and her mouth opened wide and remained motionless.

Qi Jun thought to himself, it's over, this dress must be ruined, what kind of bleach should I buy to wash this thing off, God, do you want to stop me if I do good deeds?