Chapter Seventy-Seven: Before the Performance

"Use this to make it easy, besides, I watched previous documentaries, and those big horns used a brush to draw eyebrows. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"People hook their eyebrows, they use oil paint or watercolor, and their eyeshadow is powdered. Mao Weitao also rolled his eyes.

Wang Yao blinked, because the new pen did not open the pen, so the hair on the tip of the pen is still hard, Wang Yao gently twisted the tip of the pen, and the top hair was like a hair, and then dipped the eyeshadow and scratched it on the back of his hand.

Straight and thin.

"Exactly. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Why do I think it's so unreliable. He Saifei muttered, but still wiped his brow with a wet wipe.

He Saifei's eyebrows are a little sparse, not long.

Wang Yao carefully compared, and quickly combined her facial features with Lin Daiyu's understanding of the feeling of pear blossoms and rain in her mind, opened her eyes and dipped her pen in eye shadow.

Looking at Wang Yao's posture of dipping the pen, Mao Weitao pursed his lips and held back a smile, he really knows how to write calligraphy.

Wang Yao held He Saifei's rounded chin in one hand to fix it, and held the pen in the other hand and gently sketched along the width of her eyebrows.

Everyone stopped making fun of Wang Yao, and watched curiously as Wang Yao hooked He Saifei's eyebrows, and was more attracted by the serious expression on Wang Yao's young little face.

Serious men are the most handsome, this sentence is very accurate, even if it is a serious little man.

The room fell silent instantly, leaving only the sound of everyone's breathing and the 'swish' of the brush sliding over He Saifei's eyebrow

About three minutes later, Wang Yao finished the last stroke, and one of the actresses in the troupe let out a soft exclamation.

Wang Yao looked at his masterpiece and grinned.

He Saifei blinked his eyes wide, looked at Wang Yao's smiling face, and swallowed his saliva, "Little junior brother, why do I think you seem to have become particularly handsome?"

Wang Yao was stunned.

"When you look in the mirror, you might think he's more handsome. Mao Weitao blinked, holding the mirror and chuckling.

He Saifei took the mirror suspiciously, looked at himself in the mirror, and his eyes widened.

I have to say that makeup is a very magical thing, a seemingly subtle change can change a person's facial features and temperament.

He Saifei now found that he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and he did have a feeling of a delicate girl, not like the glamorous feeling before.

"Little junior brother, draw a picture for me~" A senior sister took Wang Yao's hand and smiled.

"Oh, you don't have to draw, anyway, there are not many face-showing shots, draw one for me. Another senior sister grabbed Wang Yao's other hand.

Instantly, the room became noisy again.

Looking at Wang Yao, who was being pulled with an embarrassed face, Mao Weitao knocked on the table with a smile, "What are you going to paint after you have finished drawing, Wang Yao, come and draw my senior sister's eyebrows." ”

Painting is a kind of documentary art that appeared from the beginning of the wisdom period of mankind, which is older than words, and the oldest writing system in China, pictographs, is derived from ancient paintings.

There are two kinds of Chinese painting atmosphere: fine brush painting and freehand painting, the fine brush work is meticulous, the competition has layers of rendering and superposition, the details are clear and detailed, and there are extremely delicate brushstrokes to depict the image.

Freehand painting is relatively wide open and close, and may even be a little exaggerated, and the pen moves freely to express the artistic conception that the author wants to express.

Makeup is depicted from painting, and the most basic thing in Western painting is to draw portraits, and the top masters paint the characters vividly, as if real people are on the page.

Although Wang Yao only received the rudimentary painting knowledge and experience from the system, it was still easy to use it for eyebrow hooking, and he changed the eyebrow shape and length slightly according to He Saifei's face shape in his mind, which made He Saifei's slightly beautiful face become delicate, with a hint of pity and pity.

Tightly one eyebrow changed the temperament and facial features of the whole person, no wonder makeup later followed plastic surgery, PS and sex reassignment and became the four major evil arts in the East, and it did have the effect of rebirth.

It is the nature of women to love beauty, and seeing He Saifei become so beautiful under Wang Yao's pen, others are naturally happy, and everyone hopes that they will be beautiful on the stage.

So Wang Yao's image in their hearts has changed from a witty and shy junior brother to a versatile junior brother.

Wang Yao also outlined Mao Weitao's lower eyebrows, and also drew eyeliner, which made Mao Weitao's already handsome face a little more feminine, but at the same time, there was a sense of evil between the eyebrows, because in addition to being feminine, Jia Baoyu's impression should be more evil caused by rebellion, a kind of cynicism that is superficial.

"What do you think, senior sister?" Wang Yao finished painting, and looked at Mao Weitao who was looking in the mirror a little nervously.

"Brother Bao is really beautiful. He Saifei said with a smile.

"I think it's weird, but I think it's beautiful. Mao Weitao looked left and right at his new makeup, and nodded with satisfaction, "In the future, the troupe will have performances, and you can act as a makeup artist." ”

Wang Yao scratched his head: "Do you have any wages?"

"Do you need to be paid to practice painting for free?" A beautiful senior sister raised her eyebrows and reached out to pinch Wang Yao's cheek.

Wang Yao smiled dryly and resisted the harassment of these beautiful sisters who have never seen the opposite sex all year round, this is the place where yin and yang are prosperous, boys are very dangerous.

Because the opening performance was them, Mao Weitao and Wang Yao led them out of the hotel after hooking the eyebrows of the other leading actors, and talked about Mr. Qigong coming to see the play on the way, Wang Yao listened to the respect of these senior sisters to the old gentleman, and couldn't help but regret a little, and didn't talk more to the kind old man.

The venue has been arranged by staff, and the seats under the stage have been labeled, Mao Weitao listened to the director's final explanation of the camera position and lighting, and after arranging it with the people of the troupe, he waited quietly for the performance to start backstage.

Wang Yao was much more nervous than Mao Weitao, obviously he was not on stage, but I don't know why he was so nervous.

"Don't shake your legs, men shake poor, women shake cheap. He Saifei slapped Wang Yao's thigh.

Wang Yao came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, "Senior sister, aren't you nervous?"

"I used to be nervous, but I won't be nervous after acting for more than ten years. He Saifei sorted out the headdress and costumes, "Don't be too nervous, the most fearful thing about singing is nervousness, when you are nervous, your brain will be messed up, and it is easy to grab points." ”

Grabbing the point is to grab the rhythm, no matter how fast or slow, it will affect the rhythm of the whole scene, and even stage accidents.

Wang Yao took a deep breath: "What if I rob it?"

"Self-punishable apology. He Saifei said with a smile.

Wang Yao had a convulsion recently.

"It's rare to make a mistake with you. He Saifei smiled and said, "Do you think, if you sing a sentence a thousand times, will you still be wrong? Sometimes you don't need to use your brain, your body's subconscious mind will react, this is called memory response." ”

Wang Yao thought about it, it makes sense, it's like memorizing Tang poems, it's not easy to forget when you memorize it, when you mention goose goose goose, you can immediately pick up the song to the sky.

What's more, they recite and sing these days.

Looking at the actors who were talking in the backstage, Wang Yao was inexplicably looking forward to it, this was the first time he had officially watched a performance.