I'm glad to really see Cheng Song in the crew. It was just over a week after I came, and I was in the dressing room getting ready for a night show. When Cheng Song walked into the dressing room, I was putting on makeup for an actor who played a concubine. He stood silently, and when I saw him in the mirror, I thought it was a hallucination.

"Good work!" Cheng Song smiled at me casually, and it seemed that he still remembered me.

"Hello Teacher Cheng!" Although I knew that I would definitely meet him, I was still excited to see him.

"Xiaoxue's makeup level has improved by leaps and bounds!" He admired me while watching me work.

"Teacher Cheng is very good at complimenting people, how good am I doing?" I know my level, in this crew of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it is undesirable to be high-profile.

He smiled and said, "The next one is to put on my makeup." ”

I remember that I was not assigned Cheng Song on the work order, and he should have been another makeup artist. "It's not me who put makeup on you, it's Mr. Liu."

"Teacher Liu has something to do and is not in the crew, so I have to trouble you."

"Teacher Cheng is so polite, it is Xiaoxue's honor to be able to put on makeup for you." I smiled, "It's just that you can help me get the character plan, otherwise I don't know how to draw it for you." ”

After finishing work, I went to watch Mr. Cheng film. A praising dressed as an ancient aristocratic son, with a graceful demeanor and a dazzling camera.

This is a scene personally guided by the party on a cold night, over and over again, boring procedures, looking at me and falling asleep in the corner.

Someone pushed me in a daze: "Xiaoxue, wake up, go back to sleep." ”

When I opened my sleepy eyes, it was Cheng Song.

"Teacher Cheng......" I stood up, "Are you done shooting?" ”

"It's just over, let's go back to the hotel and sleep for a while, we have to get up early tomorrow."

In the next two days, when I was fine, I often spent time with Mr. Cheng and asked him some questions about the filming. He always patiently explained to me, and at the same time added some common sense to me in the film and television industry and interpersonal relationships, in his opinion, I was too naïve and naïve child, too vulnerable in this complex world.

Come to think of it, although I was reborn, I didn't have too much strength to protect myself in my past life or now. In my previous life, if it weren't for the car accident, I would still be troubled by complex interpersonal relationships, but in this life, I am still very weak, although I know some big things that will happen in the future, but what can I do? I still don't have the power to change.

Therefore, I have a kind of dependence on Cheng Song, as if he can give me some temporary protection, but I was wrong, it was getting too close to Cheng Song that brought me trouble.

One morning, I was assigned to put on makeup for an actress named Feng Xia, who had an important role today. As always, when I was doing my job conscientiously, I suddenly felt that my foot was poked hard by a hard object, and I cried out in pain, and then accidentally crooked my hand, and the lip gloss in my hand painted the actress's face, and I was just about to set my makeup, but I ruined it like this.

I didn't care about the pain, so I asked her to wash and repaint, and she shouted angrily in the mirror: "Little ****, what did you paint me into?" It's time for me to play soon, and the director blames him for doing this? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" I realized that I had made a mistake, and every process of the crew was arranged very closely, and there was no room for mistakes.

At this moment, a woman at the door shouted: "Feng Xia, hurry up and prepare, Director Han will personally check your makeup in a while." ”

Director Han wants to live the purpose in person, which must be a very important role, because "Oriental Dazzling" strives for perfection, and the party has very high requirements for makeup on a cold night, even if this Feng Xia is only a not very important role in the play, he has to check it himself.

Smack-

Before I could think about it, a heavy slap fell on my face. Before I could feel my pain, I heard Feng Xia crying: "Little ****, I'm ××××, what can I do......"

She cried and scolded, I had never heard such ugly words scolding from a woman's mouth, these words were quite new to me, and even I was numb to the scolding, and I no longer felt that the person she scolded was me. The only thing that was uncomfortable was that she continued to cry like this, and I couldn't even draw her makeup.

She was crying and fussing, but there was no movement in the dressing room, although a few others, except for the occasional sympathetic or gloating glance at me, were continuing their work. I really admire the work status of the party cold night crew, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a playful person, and I can't even care about the excitement.

And Cheng Song's entry changed the atmosphere.

"What's going on?" Cheng Song looked at my depressed appearance and Feng Xia asked in a brutal manner.

Feng Xia is worthy of being an actor, seeing Cheng Song, the pungency just now was swept away, replaced by a weak grievance: "I should go to the play soon, but my makeup was all ruined by this girl, woo woo woo ......"

Although I had ten years of experience ahead of my time, I didn't have the acting skills of an actor, and it was true that I broke her makeup, and I lowered my head in shame, like a schoolboy who made a mistake.

Cheng Song looked at me, and then sighed helplessly and said, "Feng Xia, hurry up and wash your face and paint again, otherwise it will be too late." ”

When I heard him say this, I hurriedly raised my head and said, "Yes, you go and wash your face, I won't mess up this time." ”

Feng Xia cried and cried: "I can't let this kind of thing that doesn't do anything torture my face anymore. ”

At this time, Cheng Song found half of my slapped-in face, and said with concern: "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with your face?" ”

Before I could speak, an executive director came in and shouted, "Feng Xia, why are you still in the dressing room?" Hurry up...... Huh, what's going on? Your face...... Feng Xia, what are you doing here? Joking about Star Road? The makeup artist hurry up and put makeup on her, if you let Director Han wait, you will be miserable. ”

But Feng Xia kept crying and crying, and she didn't wash her face, where would she let me put on her makeup?

I was afraid that if I really let Dang Han wait for her at night, then my sin would be great, so I said in a low voice: "I'm sorry Miss Feng, I will never make a mistake again, I will definitely pay attention to it this time." ”

Feng Xia cried: "Get out of here, you don't need your little **** to draw ...... for me"

Originally, I thought she would scold me endlessly again, but her words were stuck here, and when I looked up, I found that the party really came in on a cold night.

He said to the executive director beside him with a blank face: "Go and ask Mr. Zhong to come and put on Feng Xia's makeup." Then he said to me, "Xiaoxue, come with me." ”

Mr. Zhong's name is Zhong Yinan, and he is the big makeup artist from Hong Kong, generally speaking, Feng Xia's role in the play is not the turn of Mr. Zhong to give him makeup. But this scene of her is more important, and now the time is urgent, so the party invited him to make up on a cold night. That's what I thought.

Cheng Song looked at me worriedly, I didn't know what was going to happen, but I could only stubbornly follow the party in the cold night.

Just now I was worried about Feng Xia's makeup, and I didn't remember that my foot had just been poked by a hard object, and when I raised my foot at this moment, I cried out in pain and almost fell. Looking down at my feet, there was a big hole in my canvas shoes, which was about to be punctured, but fortunately there was no blood oozing out, and it seemed that the flesh was not broken.

Cheng Song hurriedly helped me, "What's wrong Xiaoxue?" He asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just didn't know what I was stabbed." While speaking, I saw the pointed heels of Feng Xia's high heels, and I suddenly understood.