"Now please, our Ye Xiaosheng contestant will perform on stage"

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Neither of them paid attention to the sound on the TV, but concentrated on their own business.

With the continuous movements in Su Zimo's hands, the makeup that belongs to the horns on the face, red lips, phoenix eyes, eyebrows, phoenix eyes and other faces has gradually appeared, without any superfluous actions, but it faintly gives people a feminine feeling.

If you don't look closely, you can't tell that this is a man, and the movements in his hands have changed from rusty at the beginning to proficient now.

Ye Muqing has been standing by and watching, from the curiosity at the beginning, to the surprise in the middle, and now to the understanding, although he is a little curious about why the other party wears this makeup.

But in order not to disturb his movements, therefore, it was difficult to hold back the curiosity in his heart, until this moment, looking at the man in front of him who had turned decay into magic, he couldn't help but ask, "If I'm not mistaken, this makeup should be Danjiao makeup, right? If you put on this makeup, do you want to sing Peking Opera?"

Su Zimo took the eyebrow pencil and gently traced the corners of his eyes, depicting Danfeng's eyes better and perfectly, hearing the whispers in his ears, there was no superfluous expression on his face, he didn't raise his head, but the movements in his hands did not stop, still depicting the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and said lightly, "Almost"

"Are you kidding, how can it be possible to sing Peking Opera in the talent show?" Ye Muqing's mouth opened slightly, looking a little surprised, without thinking too much, he blurted out.

Su Zimo smiled, didn't say anything, looked at his pair of eyebrows in the mirror, which looked a little beautiful under the rendering of the eyebrow pencil, and raised his hand to gently wipe it.

Although there are still a few flaws, but for the first time, I am generally quite satisfied, and I gently put down the eyebrow pencil in my hand.

After thinking about it, he picked up a small black brush and gently dusted the foundation on his face, dusting off some of the white powder, making his face look smoother and free of excess blemishes.

"Anyway, where did you learn this, your movements are so gentle, and with such a face, she looks like a goddess of a fallen city, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell that you are a man at all" Ye Muqing saw that Su Zimo did not explain, but he couldn't bear the thoughts in his heart, and asked again in confusion.

Su Zimo raised his head and smiled slightly, revealing a smile like 'Alluring the country and the city', "I worshipped a teacher a while ago, so it will be natural"

Ye Muqing saw that the other party said so lightly, a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at Su Zimo again, and asked curiously, "Teacher, who is your teacher?"

"You don't know you either, why do you say it?" Su Zimo smiled indifferently, picked up the lipstick pen, and smeared his lips.

"How do you know if you don't know if you don't say it? Although Peking Opera has declined over the years, no matter what, I have seen it before, although I don't say that everyone has heard of it, but I can't say, your teacher is one of the people I have seen before" Ye Muqing said with a smile, facing Su Zimo's elegant behavior, but there was an inexplicable mentality in his heart.

Su Zimo saw that the other party said this, thought about it, and said directly, "My teacher, my name is Mei Bixue, how about it, I don't know it~"

"Mei Bixue?" Ye Muqing whispered twice, but a beautiful figure appeared in his heart, and blurted out, "Mei Bixue?"

"Huh?" Su Zimo's mouth opened slightly when he heard this, and he looked a little surprised, looking at the other party's appearance, he was obviously impressed, so he then said, "How do you know?"

Ye Muqing glanced at the other party, and said leisurely, "How can you not know, although Peking Opera has declined in recent years, there are still some leaders among them, and the famous one is Mei Bixue's interpretation of the Danjiao, which can be called a must, and has been on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala for several consecutive years."

"Isn't it?" Su Zimo's mouth opened slightly, for this, he really didn't know, how could he have heard the name Mei Bixue in his previous life, let alone appeared on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala several times in a row, although judging from the temperament exuded by his teacher, it is expected that he must be a person who is not simple.

"Uh, you don't know this, then is she a teacher?" Ye Muqing looked at Su Zimo's confused appearance and asked in surprise.

Su Zimo laughed a few times, then returned to his original indifferent appearance, smiled slightly, and looked unusually amazing under the rendering of Danjiao makeup, "Is it strange?"

"Isn't that weird?"

"What's so strange?"

"It's weird everywhere, okay"

"Oh, tell me, what's weird."

"I feel strange everywhere, as a student, not to say that I have a 100% understanding of my teacher, but I should be able to know a rough idea of these basic common sense, right?"

"So what?"

"I don't know anything about my teacher, it's really curious, how do you hug this long white flower."

When Su Zimo heard this, he stopped the movements in his hand, looked up at Ye Muqing with a thick gossip on his face, his heart moved, and he said in a slightly proud tone, "A talented and intelligent person like me, naturally there are many people rushing to ask for it."

"Cut, stinky beauty" Ye Muqing said with a pretended disgust, but in his heart he agreed with the other party's words, after all, the other party has gone all the way, and the songs he has written, the four words of talent and intelligence are indeed worthy of this person.

"Okay, let's not talk about it yet" Su Zimo stood up, picked up the wig on the table, stroked it gently, and a soft touch came from his palm.

Sit down in front of the dresser again, take the wig and hairnet again, brush the hair on your forehead back, put the wig and hairnet on your head, and then pick up the long wig and put it on your head.

Then he took the headband on the side and raised his eyebrows, fully showing the charm of Danfeng's eyes.

But that's not all, pick up the patch and hold your forehead and temples tightly.

About ten minutes later, Su Zimo looked at himself in the mirror, grinned, and showed a charming smile, but he was amazed by himself, and he didn't seem to react for a while.

"Okay, I've come back to my senses, it's not too early, hurry up and prepare" Seeing this, Ye Muqing said in a sour tone.

After Su Zimo returned to reality, he was in a trance, but he still nodded, stood up, walked to the schoolbag, took out a large white robe again, unfolded it, and looked at the golden lines on it, which was full of nobility and elegance.

"Yo, your schoolbag is a treasure bag, you can hold anything," Ye Muqing said unexpectedly.

Su Zimo didn't speak, put on the robe in front of him, and the first time he wore it, it looked a little rusty, but fortunately, with the help of Ye Muqing, he put it on.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold clothes, Su Zimo has changed his temperament immediately since he changed into such a set of robes, and he has become much softer and nobler, and he can't see that he is a man dressed as a woman at all.

Saw.......