Strangers are busy, Zhou Jing looked at the people in the studio, the strange feeling became stronger and stronger, there was always a trance illusion in his mind, he always felt that he was dreaming, what appeared here at the moment was his own soul fantasy, not that he was really standing here, he even felt very empty when he walked, and he couldn't step on the ground no matter how hard he tried. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Jing was taken by Liu Xinjie to the dressing room inside, looking at the people in front of her stupidly, the huge makeup mirror reflected her pale skin, the dry makeup artist had no idea where to start, all kinds of cosmetics on the table were unseen by herself, and suddenly there was a feeling that if these things were painted on your face, would you also feel that their identity was reduced, and whether they would change their faces and put on masks because of these expensive cosmetics on their faces, would people feel that they were noble people.

Zhou Jing looked at herself in the mirror, her face was dazed, and she reluctantly showed a smile to herself in the mirror, she thought that this smile might remind herself: It's good now, you should enjoy it, instead of feeling flustered because of that strange feeling.

"Zhou Jing, Zhou Jing."

"Ahh What's wrong? ”

Liu Xinjie began to pay attention to Zhou Jing from the moment he entered the dressing room, and when he saw Zhou Jing staring at the mirror in a daze, he actually began to worry a little in his heart.

"It's okay, is there something wrong with seeing that you've been in a daze?"

"I'm fine, I'm just a little unused to it." Zhou Jing looked at Liu Xinjie and smiled awkwardly, and then saw the boy who was covering his mouth just now and said in surprise that he had poor skin, and walked towards him with a bunch of bottles and cans in his arms.

"It's a beauty, why can't you even maintain the most basic maintenance, alas, it's really, a waste of this face." He was still talking in a delicate voice, which was originally a reproach, but this voice and the regret on his face made Zhou Jing can't help but want to laugh, and he didn't feel a trace of reproach at all. So, she secretly lowered her head and covered her mouth and smiled.

"Oh, you're still smiling." He opened a bottle of red water, squeezed it twice into his hand, spread it evenly, and gently rubbed it on Zhou Jing's face, feeling cool.

"I'm not smiling."

"Hmph, that's better, keep your face tight." As he spoke, he took out a mask and opened it for Zhou Jing to put on it.

"Yes." Zhou Jing was obedient and obedient, her face tightened, and she didn't dare to laugh.

"Alas, I said, Xiaohua, it's okay to be nice to us Zhou Jing." Liu Xinjie has already started to put on makeup.

"Poof." When Zhou Jing heard Liu Xinjie call this boy Xiaohua, she immediately laughed, and the originally flat mask also became popular. "Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Zhou Jing immediately put the mask on her face again in front of the mirror.

"What's the matter, you know how to bully people, people don't call me Xiaohua, call me flower."

"Isn't that still a little flower?" Liu Xinjie's words made the girls in the dressing room laugh.

"What's so hilarious?"

Just as people were laughing easily at Liu Xinjie and Xiaohua's bickering, a cold female voice came from outside the door, and the laughter immediately stopped. The owner of the voice walked in, Zhou Jing saw the person's appearance from the mirror, she had just seen at the door of the dressing room, Liu Xinjie called her Sister Xi, and she was the leading makeup artist for artists in China. At this moment, she walked into the dressing room domineeringly, and the little makeup artists who had not yet formed felt a strong aura, and began to flee in all directions, pretending to be busy or seriously. Zhou Jing saw Yang Fan standing behind her, staring at her.

"It's okay, it's funny. Sister Xi, why did you come? Liu Xinjie said in a coquettish tone. And Zhou Jing faced Yang Fan's gaze reflected in the mirror, nervous and had nowhere to hide.

"I turned off a lot of work today to give you makeup, and you still complain so much."

"Really, I know that Sister Xi still loves me the most."

"You're just sweet-mouthed." Sister Xi walked up to Liu Xinjie as she spoke, stood behind him, and stretched out her hand to touch his face. "Good maintenance. Oh, by the way, Xiaoqian, you can help Yang Fan paint some makeup, the photographer will be here soon, hurry up. ”

"Okay."

Then Yang Fan was taken by a girl to sit on the seat next to Zhou Jing, and the scared eyes that made Zhou Jing finally slowly moved away, but just the breath around her, Zhou Jing sat between Liu Xinjie and Yang Fan, she felt that it was difficult for her to even breathe, she didn't dare to move her eyes, she was afraid that she would see the strange look from where she couldn't bear it if she was not careful.

"Sister Xi, you said, the makeup you put on for me will always be so handsome."

"You'll be able to say nice things to me."

"Why, didn't I tell the truth?" Liu Xinjie's tone of voice always seems to be coquettish, and it always feels so awkward in Zhou Jing's ears, she doesn't like Liu Xinjie like this.

"Okay, okay, okay, you're right, then I'll make you more handsome today." Sister Xi's tone was also full of pampering.

"Hey, hey." Liu Xinjie smiled, turned his head to look at Zhou Jing, Zhou Jing was putting on makeup with his eyes closed, and he saw Yang Fan sitting next to him also looking at Zhou Jing, his mood fluctuated slightly, and he couldn't accept the picture of Yang Fan and Zhou Jing together, even if it was just a small eye interaction.

"Sister Xi, you said that I am wearing the makeup of the first male or the second male." Liu Xinjie seemed to be inadvertently teasing himself.

"Of course it's the first male, how can I be the second male in my hand."

When Liu Xinjie heard this, he immediately burst into joy, and looked at Yang Fan with a triumphant look. Unfortunately, he happened to meet Zhou Jing's gaze, which was full of blame and contempt for himself, and in an instant, the joy that had just come was gone. Also, Zhou Jing felt very uncomfortable when she heard Liu Xinjie ask such a question, but she was a little looking forward to Sister Xi's answer, but after she really answered, she felt angry for Yang Fan in her heart, obviously she said okay, now she has put everyone on the table, and she has changed her hexagram again, and when she turned her head, she just met Liu Xinjie's smug look on his face, and she suddenly felt disgusted in her heart, thinking, all this was originally Xu Nan and him joined forces, everything has already been settled. Suddenly, there was an urge to break through the door.

"Sister Xi, the photographer is here, and Director Xu and the screenwriter are also outside." A little girl from an internship stood respectfully behind Sister Xi and said.

"Well, I know, did you say who to shoot first?"

"Say shoot the heroine first."

"Oh, what's the urging, wait a minute, the heroine's makeup hasn't been painted yet." Before Sister Xi could speak, Xiaohua had already opened her mouth to refuse.

"You go out and tell them to wait for half an hour." spoke simply and clearly, and the appearance of a strong woman made Zhou Jing a little envious of Sister Xi.

Time passed minute by minute, and the unfinished makeup gradually took shape, and Zhou Jing's heart became more and more nervous driven by time. I forgot about it for a while. After half an hour passed, Zhou Jing's makeup was finished, with a casually tied ponytail, light eyeliner, pale pink lipstick, slightly rolled up Qi bangs, wearing a white shirt, a denim skirt, pink sandals, and a young girl's outfit appeared in front of Xu Nan's photographer and screenwriter.

"This is my heroine." The screenwriter was the first to shout when he saw Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing nodded shyly, and everyone began to applaud, only Xu Nan heard this, and there was a flash of surprise and doubt in his eyes.