The makeup artist was a boy in his twenties, and it could be seen that the makeup he put on himself was very exquisite, and he was indeed worthy of the title of senior makeup artist, and when he saw the ice and snow, his whole body froze, as if he was tied up by something.

Bai Xinghuo shook his hand in front of the makeup artist with an irritated face, and brought back the makeup artist's flying soul.

The makeup artist was also a little embarrassed, took out the makeup from the box and started working.

From foundation, to eyebrows, contouring, and finally lipstick.

The makeup artist said as she put on makeup, "Your student is the best-looking girl I've ever seen, and she really looks like a star." Even if you don't wear makeup. ”

Bai Xinghuo crossed his arms, leaned against the table, glanced at the makeup artist, and continued to look at the ice and snow in the mirror.

The makeup artist saw that the head teacher ignored him, so he had to continue to take care of himself, "I'll put on a male lipstick for you, this is a big name in the poplar forest, a little girl, I usually don't want to use it for others." ”

Bing Manxue doesn't know brands or anything, and she doesn't know how to wear makeup on weekdays. Whatever the makeup artist says, she responds.

When it was finally completed, Bing Manxue breathed a sigh of relief.

The makeup artist painted her for half an hour in great detail, and the students who performed in front of her had already taken the stage one after another.

"We are the finale, there is no rush." Bai Xinghuo looked at the dial in his hand and said, "It's almost half past nine o'clock, and there is still half an hour." ”

Bing Manxue nodded, staring blankly at herself in the mirror.

The long curly hair in the middle is draped behind his back, and the hair on one side hangs loosely behind the ears and naturally falls to his chest.

The peach pink eyeshadow is superimposed with a faint orange yellow, and the eye position is provoked, which is more shy and charming than when you usually don't wear makeup.

A pink peach blossom is painted on the tear mole, and as a stamen, the tear mole looks like a pitiful feeling.

Daji?

Somehow, Bing Manxue suddenly thought of this.

In fact, it's not just Bing Manxue, even Bai Xinghuo thinks that she may be the legendary Daji.

Woe to the water!

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The big stage is of the open type, just like the stage of the show on TV, and there is a large LED display behind it.

Now the performance on the stage is a male classmate of class C, singing a representative track of a popular female singer, the singing voice is sweet and tactful, and if you taste it carefully, it can give people a feeling of cream, and combined with the real scene, it feels like a sweet little milk dog singing on stage

There is no curtain, so the lights are only turned off when the scene changes.

Bing Manxue told Bai Xinghuo about the repertoire, and after he handed it over, the two of them waited backstage with such big eyes.

The music on stage is shocking, and the program carefully prepared by the students cannot be bad. When a quiet music sounded, the ice and snow even began to close their eyes and concentrate.

At first, she thought about going out to see it, and the students who were waiting for the show could go to see other people's performances.

But Bai Xinghuo disagreed.

In any case, he is also his own homeroom teacher, and Bing Manxue can't resist him, so he can only obey the arrangement.

But now, Bai Xinghuo's whole person behaved very abnormally, as if there were nails on the chair, and it was difficult to sit still.

From a teacher who sits quietly like a bell to a monkey with ADHD.

The exaggerated appearance made Bing Manxue "poof" and laughed.