Chapter 43: Makeup
"Moretti ......"
Hearing this name, Lydia's good mood after learning that the Zhao family had withdrawn the post and apologized suddenly vanished. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although she tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened, Zongheng could detect the anger in her heart from her constantly beating brows and the tight corners of her mouth.
Judging by the way she looked, if Moretti had dared to appear in front of Lydia at this time, maybe she would have raised her hand again like last night, leaving five fingerprints on Moretti's pretty face.
Speaking of fingerprints, Hannah's seat is next to each other at breakfast. But it was so close, but he couldn't see the slightest trace of a slap print on Hannah's face. At first, he thought Hannah had the ability to heal as quickly as he did. But after careful identification, Zongheng found that Hannah's face seemed to be covered with a delicate layer of powder. The powder appears to be made with oil and is exactly the same color as the skin. It's just that this layer of powder is very delicate, and you can't see it at all if you don't look carefully.
Of course, Zongheng would not be stupid enough to tell the story at the dinner table where all four members of the Li family were present. It wasn't until Lydia drove to Chicago in the morning to settle accounts with Moretti and James went to school that Zongheng found an opportunity to talk to Hannah about it alone.
"You want to know what this is?" Hannah pulled out a small round box the size of a baby's palm, "Here's the concealer." ā
"Concealer ......" chews on the word thoughtfully.
As the name suggests, this thing can cover up imperfections on people's faces.
Sure enough, Hannah explains, "It's actually a foundation. It is usually applied to the face to cover dark circles, acne, freckles and pores. It's just that this time I used it to cover Lydia's slap print. ā
Speaking of being slapped by Lydia, Hannah's tone was full of resentment.
Zongheng was a little strange and asked, "Since you are still angry, why do you want to cover it?" Wouldn't it be better for James and Marilyn to see? ā
"I don't want them to know about last night. They are old, and if they become sick because of their anxiety about me, then I will be guilty of greatness. ā
Zongheng nodded in understanding. He opened the concealer box and, under Hannah's guidance, applied a little to his face with the cotton pads that came with the box. I took a photo with the small round mirror in the box, and found that the flaws on my face were indeed tightly covered. The skin looked as delicate as the skin of a newborn baby.
"Fortunately, I applied a cold compress in time last night, and it didn't swell. Otherwise, in addition to concealer, other makeup techniques will be required to disguise the palm print. Hannah said.
What an amazing cosmetic! It's staggering. Although the women of the Tang Dynasty also wore makeup, they were all wine-smudged makeup, peach blossom makeup, Feixia makeup, Sanbai makeup, tear makeup, crying makeup, blood smudge makeup, falling plum makeup and other makeup. This kind of makeup is simply a competition to see who uses more makeup and whose face is more fancy. What is as close to the true color of human skin as modern cosmetics?
Looking at the face in the mirror, which was obviously fairer and fresher than the surrounding skin, Zongheng suddenly thought and asked, "If you are black, if you wear this kind of concealer, wouldn't you be able to dress up as white or yellow?" ā
Hannah replied, "Of course. This concealer has very strong coverage. Even if the skin is as black as ink, just apply a thin layer to make people look like bleached. It's just that no one usually does that. ā
Zongheng suddenly became interested and asked, "Why?" ā
"What, why?" Hannah was asked something strange.
"Why wouldn't anyone do that?"
"Do you think about what a typical black face looks like? Their facial contours and facial features, even if they are dyed white, are very different from those of the Caucasian race, and others can see his true identity at a glance. Unless you use other makeup techniques, or even plastic surgery, that's fine. ā
Thinking about what he had seen so far, it was exactly as Hannah had said. With their big noses and wide lips, they can't be impersonated by applying a layer of white paint.
He pondered for a moment, and then asked, "So on the other hand, if a white or yellow person wants to disguise himself as a black person, is it simpler?" Could there be a concealer that is the opposite of this, which makes people darken after applying it? ā
Hannah was even more strange, she didn't answer the vertical and horizontal question, but asked, "What's wrong with you, why do you keep pestering me to ask this?" ā
She stared at Zongheng and asked, "You don't want to disguise yourself as a black man and do bad things, do you?" ā
Where will Zongheng admit it? He hurriedly said, "How is it possible, you think too much." I'm just curious. ā
Where is Hannah willing to believe? She pressed several more times, but Zongheng never told the truth.
Hannah was annoyed by the stubbornness of the Horizontal. Her eyes rolled a few times, and a tricky thought suddenly popped up in her heart. She pretended to be mysterious and asked, "Since you are so interested in makeup, would you like to try makeup that can turn one person into another?" It's just that you have to promise me one condition. ā
Seeing Hannah's strange look, he knew there must be something wrong with this. But he was too curious about this, thought about it for a long time, and finally said, "You tell me what the conditions are first." ā
"You have to listen to me during the makeup process and do whatever you want. After I put on my makeup, ask me to take a picture. Hannah said.
"You're not one condition, it's many, okay?"
"You just say yes or no!"
"It is possible to take pictures. Also, the things I was asked to do were only related to makeup. ā
"Deal!"
Hannah excitedly pulled Zongheng back to his room and asked him to sit down in front of the vanity mirror, with his back to it.
For the next hour or so, Zongheng basically closed his eyes and let Hannah toss on his face. Fortunately, he was very determined, so he sat still like this, and he didn't even go to the bathroom during the period.
Because his eyes were closed, he couldn't figure out what Hannah was going to disguise him into. All he knew was that Hannah would wipe this thing on his face one moment, dust it on his face one moment with that thing, and then trace it on his face with a pen. He even pinched his eyelashes with clips.
I didn't move my makeup, I just thought it was all normal. It wasn't until Hannah opened his eyes and saw Hannah smiling at him with a dress that he thought something was wrong.
He hurriedly turned to look in the mirror.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, this look almost blew up your lungs.
Hannah kept his promise and made him a man through makeup. But Zongheng only wanted to disguise himself as a white man or a black man, but he never wanted to become a woman.
And she's a very beautiful girl.
She has long eyelashes, big eyes, fresh skin, and gorgeous red lips, as long as she doesn't pay attention to the anger in her eyes, she is a pitiful and pitiful little beauty.
The name "Hannah ......" is suffocated from the throat. The stiff tone like a saw file fully expresses the anger of Zongheng at this time.
But Hannah was not afraid to die and poured oil into the fire. She handed the dress to the tip of her nose and said, "This is the dress I wore when I was a teenager, and today I am cheaper for you." Let's put it on! ā
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Seeing that Zongheng didn't stretch out his hand to pick it up, Hannah said again: "What, do you regret it on the contrary?" Don't forget, you promise me that you will do whatever I tell you to do when it comes to makeup. Changing clothes is also part of makeup. Hurry up and put it on, I'm still waiting to take pictures! ā
Zongheng is unwilling, but if he says it, he can't take it back if he wants to spill the water. was so squeezed that he had no choice but to change into this dress.
Fortunately, Hannah didn't continue to be funny after achieving her intended goal, and simply took a photo and then stopped. Immediately removed a face of makeup for him.
Although he was tricked by Hannah once, Zongheng finally understood how amazing makeup is.
After removing the makeup, Zongheng immediately made a request to Hannah: "Teach me, makeup." ā
"Don't teach!" Hannah didn't say yes.
"Why?" Zongheng felt that this woman was a little unreasonable.
"I asked you if you wanted to disguise yourself as a black man and do bad things, and you refused to tell the truth. Why should I teach you? Hannah replied as she packed her things.
Only then did Zongheng understand that the crux of the problem turned out to be here. He had no choice but to honestly reply, "Okay! I'll be honest. ā
Hannah was silent, staring at Zongheng for his answer.
"That's right, I want to disguise myself as a black man and do something. Or if you don't have a black person, as long as it makes people feel that the makeup is okay with the original me. But what I'm going to do has nothing to do with bad things. ā
"Since it's not a bad thing, what does it matter if you say it?" Hannah was still staring at it.
Zongheng was helpless, so he had to continue: "Okay! You know, I've been living in your house these days, and I'm probably going to continue to do so, which makes me feel uneasy and embarrassed. I've got to find a way to get some money. ā
"Get money? How to do it? What does it have to do with makeup? ā
"Of course it does. I plan to go out and do the right thing for heaven, robbing the rich and giving to the poor. I think it would be more convenient if I disguised myself as a black person. ā
"What? You're going to rob? Hannah exclaimed.
"Be quiet! Not a robbery! Zongheng hurriedly argued, "You can also see, Midwood's gangs are becoming more and more arrogant now, and I plan to secretly clean up a few particularly arrogant ones, and by the way, get some money from them." ā
"Are you crazy?" Hannah's face was incredulous, and her eyes looked as if she was looking at a madman.
But this kind of thinking is too normal for Zongheng. Who made him a bandit leader in the first place? He knew that for his plan to succeed, he had to have Hannah's support.
Fortunately, he has his own set of arguments for doing this kind of thing. He believed that this rhetoric would be able to impress Hannah.