31 decided that it was you, the goddess of Sansan!

Makeup classes are about what everyone loves and hates.

The makeup teacher is called Fern, and it seems that makeup artists like to give themselves an English name. Obviously a name that represents quiet and studious, this woman is wild but cunning.

She has new ideas to torment her students in each class, but she also learns new and practical knowledge in each class, after all, she is a world-class makeup artist.

"What the hell are you going to do today?" Everyone sat in the high chairs, nervous. Last time, Fern remembered the appearance of a beautiful girl who was forcibly transformed into a middle-aged shrew, and the girl was discouraged and felt that her star career was slim.

Fern, who was still the girl next door in the last class, changed into a leopard print shirt and black leather pants this time, with bright red lips and slightly smoky makeup, and a queen's casual style.

Everyone gasped when they saw him. Not only because of her, but also because there was a man behind her.

The man had dyed pink hair and was dressed strangely. The face is made up exquisitely.

this monster is also coming.

It can be said that the artists here have only one foot in the showbiz, and they don't understand the bizarre and half-understood, and they really came into contact with the teachers who taught them what fashion is and what is the entertainment industry.

It's not that the bizarre dress is the entertainment industry, it's fashion, even if the man wears makeup and dresses weirdly, it looks very comfortable, as if it should be worn like this.

Fern walked over to the dressing table and patted the table, and all the makeup and skincare products that were so powerful shook that they were powerful. "Don't whisper, this slut has to come with me halfway." A disgusted stroke on his face.

The man laughed, "Huahua, how can you dislike me~"

"Liu Fang! How many times have I told you not to call me by that name! "The style of the cold queen changed in an instant just now, if it weren't for the camera outside the classroom, she would have torn up with the man a long time ago.

"I hate it~ I want to call someone Gavin." The man leaned to the side, looking unprepared to leave.

Nima? Why don't you leave?

The panicked faces of the students were obviously a pleasure in the eyes of Liu Fang (who was too troublesome in English. He laughed.

You laugh and we want to cry. I can't cry without tears, okay? Huahua's class is actually nothing other than those "whole person" ideas, but as soon as Liu Fang is here, the ideas will become many times more difficult. And Liu Fang is their matchmaker, and he can also be regarded as a teacher of a class, and these two will get together to embarrass you. If the witch came again......

It's a good thing the witch isn't there.

Huahua is talking about a more difficult shape today, and Liu Fang also stepped forward to help, obviously one person can't do it.

The blue shirt looks carefully, he can learn the makeup that Huahua taught before, and he is basically half a makeup artist.

Oh, don't ask why artists need to learn makeup on their own. According to the explanation of the show, artists must develop in multiple ways, and those who can go to the end and win the gold crown must have a skill, but every aspect can be developed evenly.

Xiao Mo also looked at it very seriously. He even writes and draws in his notebook.

Yu Guang glanced at his friend, and the blue shirt was melancholy in his heart, is this really the material for the champion? Xiao Mo, who can only understand it several times by himself, will know it almost once.

The most critical reason why he was looking for Xiao Mo at that time was that in his memory, Xiao Mo was the final champion.

"Very good, I think you've all mastered the essence of this makeup." Huahua turned around, and the girl who was wearing her makeup secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately it wasn't a strange look today.

In other words, they understand that they want to learn makeup, why do they need to learn special effects makeup.

Will the program team tell them that this is just a one-man bad taste of Teacher Huahua? Of course not.

There are two kinds of makeup every time, one is used in ordinary or high-end occasions, and the other is special effects, the former needs to be carefully remembered, because Teacher Huahua will check from time to time and let the students paint on their own faces. If you can't draw or draw incorrectly, you will be deducted points. The latter are grouped into the bad ideas.

Less than a week after the show began, the ratings were already high.

The hard work behind the artist's glamorous. It's something they can't see. The program team was going to go into the classroom to shoot each lesson, but in the end they decided to shoot behind that kind of single mirror, and occasionally the lesson would be allowed to enter the classroom by the teacher.

"Today's assessment content is last week's 'Lengyan Little Princess'." Oh, the little princess is the name that Teacher Huahua gave herself.

Huahua sat on the high chair, and as soon as her long legs were extended, those legs couldn't take their eyes off the party. "I remember any of you who were called goddesses?"

As soon as the words fell, several female students blushed, what otaku gods and goddesses, what pure goddesses, there are many names.

The blue shirt is in a state of watching a good show and relaxes himself.

"Blue shirt~ At that time, they all said that he was a three-three goddess~"

Since the start of the training program, only one week ago, there have been trainees whose scores are close to the edge of being eliminated every week. Everyone was so worried that they had even begun to plan to send the people around them to that cliff.

Lan Shirt felt a sigh in his heart, and he knew that this voice was Wu Yutao without thinking about it.

His roommates seem to be a bit of a standard, and each time they post a score that is not below average.

Flowey's interest was aroused. Looking at those eyes, the blue shirt felt as if it had been stripped naked and looked at it again. His face was not visible, and his grandeur was scrutinized, and his hairs had long stood on end.

Xiao Mo, who was sitting next to him, could testify, but the blue shirt was too white, and there was too little hair, so he could barely see it.

Flowey looked left and right, smiling slightly. "This seedling is good, come here."

The blue shirt still had the same expression, but the stunned look in his eyes was clearly visible. Teacher, you're not mistaken, right? Even if I'm called a goddess, I'm still a man. Flat, the front is not convex and the back is not warped, pure masters!

The jealousy of the friends of the opposite sex around him is about to scorch him.

Where the camera couldn't shoot, the blue shirt glanced at Wu Yutao indifferently. Then he got up and walked over to Flowey.

……

"How? Sister, have you finished reading it? The boy who had finished taking a shower sat on the sofa and was about to take advantage of the fact that the old girl was not paying attention to sneak into a different stage to watch his favorite basketball game.

"Smack" my sister is merciless, and she is quick and ruthless. I didn't take my eyes off the TV.

Hey, my little grumpy. The boy stood up and casually glanced at the TV. I was stunned.

My sister is still wondering, shouldn't her brother be grumpy now? She looked at her brother and saw him sitting on the couch, his eyes staring at the TV.

Hehe, I knew that my male god was very attractive. My sister put away the remote control, hugged her chest and continued to watch TV.

"Old sister," was looking intently, and her arm was tugged by her brother.

"What's the matter?"

"Who is this girl? It's so beautiful, I feel like I've been hit by the golden arrow of Eros. "Her brother's face was full of spring ♂, so he almost knelt on the TV and licked it, okay!

Sister? I played my male god just now...... Men dressed as women?!

The old sister swallowed hard, her brother was like this, how should she tell him the sad thing of "the girl you see right is actually a man pretending to be a man or the boy you hate the most"?

I feel a little dark in my heart.

……

"Wow." The people here are amazed.

The steps of the blue shirt makeup are not bad at all, not only taught by Mr. Huahua, but also with some traces of his own creation, perhaps because of the inner relationship, the blue shirt is more neutral, but overall it is not much different from the "cold and glamorous little princess".

Oh, the sad makeup name.

Blueshirt felt that he was broken inside.

If it's just Huahua's class, it's a matter of putting on makeup, but with Liu Fang......

"Sansan go change your clothes, and I'll see your matching ability by the way." Liu Fang's eyes brightened when he looked at him.

Liu Fang's class is like an elective in college, and the classroom atmosphere is very lively. There are also people who don't pay attention.

was even named by two teachers, and the blue shirt thought about whether his right eyelid had jumped today.

But when there was no turmoil in his heart, someone suddenly wanted to send a blood first.

"Sure enough, she is a person who is used to being called a goddess, and women's clothing is not exclusive at all." That sounds like an opinion. Everyone thought about it with their toes, and knew that it was Wu Yutao who was a demon again.

"Straight man cancer? What happened to women's clothing? "I don't mind if there's a girl. What do you mean? Women's clothing becomes a woman, is it inferior? Women's clothing = women = inferior, this brain circuit is very strange.

Wu Yutao snorted twice, "What kind of face does a good man have when he is called a goddess?" He didn't dare to say too much, just now Lin Yueran secretly poked him to remind him that the camera had entered the classroom.

I thought it would stop when the camera came in. Unexpectedly, there were still people who didn't want to let him go.

Huahua stood up very strictly, her face was tense, and the queen's makeup was even more domineering.

Huahua walked in front of Wu Yutao step by step. The cameraman clearly spotted the highlight of the shoot and hurried to follow. "This student, you seem to be very ambiguous about women's clothing?"

Wu Yutao is a person, straight, don't say it, you still have to face. "Teacher, I, I think a man should look like a man, and pretending to be a woman to attract attention is a subordinate practice."

Flowey wanted to laugh at what he said. "Next, I want to sue not only this student, but also all of you by taking this opportunity." She glanced at Wu Yutao, who was holding her neck, "In the entertainment industry, don't think that it's so simple to get to the end, you need to try everything, and any form is your latest way." ”

She said as she went back to where she had been, standing and watching everyone, her twelve-centimeter heels making her stand taller.

"Don't say that women pretend to be men, men pretend to be women, just let you lie down and become a stone, you have to do it for the future!"

As he spoke, the blue shirt had already come out.

He opted for a neutral business outfit. Also dutifully wore a pair of low-heeled women's shoes.

was originally short hair, and the blue shirt after painting makeup really fulfilled the word cold and glamorous. It seems that those white-collar beauties who come and go in a hurry in the office building must be the most capable kind.

Flowey was obviously satisfied, and her tone of voice slowed down a lot.

"Although you changed my little princess to a white-collar worker, I still like what you do." And you can see the intentions of the blue shirt from the details, wearing a thin women's watch on her wrist, specially choosing a long-sleeved blouse but rolling up the sleeves to the elbows, and the forearms are delicate, and the male muscles have not yet been exposed.

Liu Fang was also very satisfied. He paid more attention, and it was clear that the other party had listened to and absorbed what he was talking about in class.

The blue shirt breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Then he smiled at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo: ...... Brother, don't you really know that you're charming right now? Please don't laugh.

……

Man...... Male?

My brother had dropped his jaw to the ground.

It's rare for my sister to feel sorry for her brother. Help him put his chin back on. "It's my male god, the one you always say about other people. But the male god is really beautiful. ”

My brother's face was white and red, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

But soon a few days later, my sister found out that her brother's room was plastered with posters of blue shirts, threatening the black basketball star she was blind and unrecognizable.

_(:з"∠)_# How could my brother become a base#