The hand on Monica's face suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Monica glanced up at Aimo and noticed that the other party's expression was a little strange.

Aimo had an inexplicable flush on her face, as if she had suddenly remembered something nice.

"Nothing. Aimo blushed and shook his head: "You're right, Wallaigher has been a very popular singer recently, and she is also very beautiful, but to be honest, it's a type that will give us makeup artists a headache!"

"Do you have a headache as the Hand of the God of Wallagez?" Monica's curiosity was aroused: "Is the other party's appearance very peculiar?

"Strange? It should be very peculiar in terms of a certain kind of Cheng dù, but it's not the kind you said is not suitable for makeup. Aimo denied Monica's speculation: "It's not so much that the other party's face is not good for makeup, but that the other party has no need for makeup at all, he is the kind of perfect appearance that will make the makeup artist unable to start, and I feel that any makeup put on the other person's face is a kind of desecration of that beauty." ”

Monica didn't say anything more, just raised her eyebrows and her face stiffened.

Aimo, who was adept at reading words and colors, noticed this almost immediately.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have said such things in front of you, in fact, maybe I'm overrated, that singer is actually just a little bit, there is no way to compare with Monica you with mature charm, every time I work with Monica, I feel very happy!"

Aimo said to Monica in a flattering tone.

This sentence sounded a little contrived, but it had a good effect, and the two beards at the corners of Monica's mouth were slightly upturned, and her face was slightly pale.

"If you're going to talk about beauty, I've recently befriended a beautiful woman. Monica said in a deep voice, perhaps thinking of the bewitching demeanor of the stunning beauty, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and her saliva was loud.

"He's a genius in the wrestling world, and I think you've heard his name, and his nickname is Forest Fairy. ”

"Oh!" Amor said with a look of sudden realization, "I know him, he's famous, one of the New Nippori Heavenly Kings, Billy Harrington, right?"

"Yes. ”

Monica nodded in satisfaction, glad that the person she identified with had been recognized by others.

"Haha, but I admire Muji more than Billy Helrington, and his divine relief is definitely one of the most eye-catching stunts in the wrestling world. ”

"It's true, and honestly, I think all men should participate in wrestling, and it's so fascinating to appreciate the collision of muscles, the sweat, and the roar of masculinity. ”

The two of them found the topic and started talking at once, and the previous embarrassment of Aimo's gaffe seemed to disappear all at once.

Monica, a famous singer in the province of Lando, is the pioneer of singing in the clouds.

Although the style of dressing up is a little difficult for many people to accept, this unique style in the entertainment industry is more likely to attract attention, and after five or six years of brewing since her debut, it is no exaggeration to say that Monica can be called a real big name in the music industry.

It is precisely because of this that Monica is not the resident singer of Wallaeggers, whether in Lando Province or even in the entire Vima Empire, Monica will receive various invitations to sing.

While Monica and Aimo were chatting about men's wrestling, a small figure walked into the dressing room.

The small figure was covered in a cloak and could not see the face, but anyone in the dressing room would spontaneously fall silent and follow him when their eyes came into contact with it.

Monica, who was talking to Elmo, quickly noticed that the atmosphere around her was abnormal.

"Who's that?"

Monica stared at the figure who had taken all eyes away from him while he was still cloaked, and he felt a very nasty smell emanating from him.

It's like a so-called nemesis.

"He's the newcomer who's been very hot lately. ”

Aimo whispered into Monica's ear.

Monica's eyes narrowed slightly, and an uncomfortable light came from them.

Al was completely unaware of the stares around him, and he didn't know if he was nervous or if he was already used to the gazes around him.

Sitting down on the spot he had been sitting on, Al raised his hand and took off his cloak.

Everyone in the room felt that the air around them brightened up in that instant, and many of them unconsciously brought a strange brilliance to their eyes.

Al stroked his hooded hair with his hand, his violet eyes shining like morning stars in the night sky in the glow of magical light.

Monica had a critical look on her face.

He pursed his mouth and looked Al up and down, muttering quietly:

"It's good-looking, but it doesn't have any muscles in this kind of body, and it's far from being comparable to Billy Herrington, the fairy of the forest. ”

Monica's muttering was heard by some of the makeup artists around her, who had a slightly distorted expression on their faces, as if they were enduring some unbearable urge.

"Hey, newcomer, I heard you've been very popular lately! What's your name?"

Monica suddenly spoke, beckoning to Al.

Don't be surprised by Monica's way of greeting him, after all, he is a real big name, so in his own opinion, being able to take the initiative to greet the other party is already a rare condescension.

Al glanced at the person he was greeting with a strange expression on his face.

Who is this person?

Although Al is very lacking in common sense because of his previous life environment, and often can't even understand the deep meaning of other people's words, he has an innate intuition that can judge whether the other party is kind or malicious to him, so in the face of this inexplicable greeting, Al just showed a strange expression and glanced at the other party, and then chose to be silent.

"Huh, you're ignoring me?"

Monica was a little surprised, and then angry.

Since becoming famous, which newcomer in the singing industry has not been respectful in the face of his old-timer, his current status has been won completely by his own strength, and the real strong will be admired and respected no matter where he is.

How dare this newcomer disrespect his predecessors?

Look he's really underdeveloped!

This kind of disobedient newcomer really needs to be educated well with wrestling. (To be continued.) )