Lin Xiaolou handed the clothes to Liu Hong, but Liu Hong looked at Lin Xiaolou and froze.

"Let's change our clothes now."

Lin Xiaolou thought she didn't understand, so she couldn't help but repeat it.

"Xiaolou, I'm just a makeup artist......"

Liu Hong's implication is already obvious, I am not the one who helps you change your clothes and carry your bag.

Lin Xiaolou sighed and didn't speak.

She won't force others.

"I think this cheongsam, we need to change the hairstyle."

Lin Xiaolou suddenly looked at Liu Hong.

"But time is running out!"

Liu Hong was a little angry, people like Lin Xiaolou didn't know how to pretend to understand and wanted to command blindly!

Lin Xiaolou walked directly into the fitting room and changed into a cheongsam.

There is also a pair of big red seven-centimeter heels.

Liu Hong's eyes were about to fall.

"Do you think this hairstyle is suitable for this dress?"

"I think it's good! Lin Xiaolou, just listen to me, I have experienced this scene many times, and I must have seen more of the world than you. If you toss around, it will only destroy the artistic conception of this cheongsam, and it is a complete waste!"

Liu Hong began to preach.

Lin Xiaolou originally planned to give Liu Hong a little welfare, but he started with changing clothes and hairstyles.

Lin Xiaolou broke off this thought.

directly ripped apart Liu Hong's hair that she had coiled up for her, and the hair was draped over her shoulders like ink.

"Lin Xiaolou, what are you doing! If you want to ruin this catwalk, Zhu Yu will punish me! ”

"If you don't understand, forget it, can you not make trouble and waste my hard work!"

Liu Hong simply has the heart to kill.

"Don't worry, makeup artist Liu, I will tell Zhu Yu about this matter myself, nothing happens to you."

Lin Xiaolou was directly in front of Liu Hong, tying his hair in a knot at the back of his head.

Lin Xiaolou's hair was originally long, and the remaining knotted hair at this time was still like a waterfall, appearing behind Lin Xiaolou.

At the position of the knot, Lin Xiaolou found two red long cloths and interspersed them.

In the upper right, there is a red Chinese knot.

In the lower left, a red strip of cloth hangs straight down.

The bangs on the right are all tied into the knot, and the bangs on the left are just up to the shoulder, and are three fingers wide.

Lin Xiaolou found a pair of ancient red-striped wheat earrings, about five centimeters long, and the cloth ears hung directly on his shoulders.

At the position of the hair knot, Lin Xiaolou found two hairpins about one foot long, and passed through the hair knot according to the shape of the wrong number.

Classical, glamorous, enchanting, oriental, and charming.

Even Liu Hong's eyes were staring at Lin Xiaolou motionless at this time.

Is this still Lin Xiaolou?

It's clearly a different person!

This is clearly a bewitching beauty that came out of classical paintings, with a cold and glamorous atmosphere!

"Xiaolou, you are so powerful!"

Liu Hong was busy complimenting!

Such a genius, he must hold his thighs tightly!

It's a pity that Lin Xiaolou ignored Liu Hong at all.

"Xiaolou, let me help you take another look, tidy up a little, and it's time for us to take the stage."

"No need, these are all things that an assistant should do, I don't have an assistant, so naturally I need to do it myself."

Liu Hong's heart was full of chuckles, is this Lin Xiaolou holding a grudge?

A little junior high school student, can't he take it himself?

"Xiaolou, I really care about you too much, I didn't know you had such a skill, that's why I'm worried that your movement will affect our performance on stage, so I spoke so seriously."

"Yes, I see."

"Xiaolou, then do you still hold grudges?"

"What hatred?"

"I knew that Xiaolou was the best person, no wonder everyone liked you so much." Liu Hong started the sycophancy mode.

"You don't deserve my grudge."

Liu Hong was immediately gagged.

"Xiaolou, I'm really doing it for your good! If you had said that you had such a skill from the beginning, I wouldn't have been so anxious to mess around\/"

"Alright, I'm going on stage."

"Okay, let's go."

Liu Hong immediately stood up and wanted to go to Fulin Xiaolou.

was sideways by Lin Xiaolou and dodged.

"I'm talking about me, without you."

Lin Xiaolou said this, put on a wide coat, and walked out of the dressing room by himself.

Liu Hong wanted to drop something angrily, only to find out that this was not his dressing room, so he immediately ran out and caught up with Lin Xiaolou's pace.

Lin Xiaolou walked neither fast nor slow, but he kept a distance of one meter between him and Liu Hong.

Even if Liu Hong trotted up, and Lin Xiaolou still walked neither fast nor slow, this distance has not changed.

Liu Hong, who was anxious, naturally didn't find out about it.

When he walked to the backstage of the fashion show, the person in charge of the backstage glared at Lin Xiaolou.

"Everyone else is ready, only you are still enjoying it in your own separate dressing room, don't you know that this opportunity is not easy?"

"This seems to be"

"Still talking back! , there are only three minutes left to go on stage, look at the mess you are wearing. ”

The person in charge of the backstage is not responsible for this kind of thing at all, but she just can't get used to people going backstage, so she doesn't have a good tone towards Lin Xiaolou.

"What do I wear that doesn't matter to you? If I'm not mistaken, you're just a backstage leader, right? What right do you have to dictate to me? Are you mentally retarded or are you incurably brain-dead? Give you a few colors, and you think you can open a dyeing shop? ”

Lin Xiaolou was unceremoniously at this person.

"You! You little catwalk model, you dare! ”

"How dare you? Do you, the head of the back office, have the right to interfere in my affairs? Ignorance! ”

At this time, the music just sounded, and Liu Hong, who was originally gloating on the side, was just about to remind Lin Xiaolou.

saw Lin Xiaolou directly throw his coat aside.

Then wearing a cheongsam, he walked out of the backstage step by step.

From the backstage to the front desk, there is a short corridor, and all the models are standing in the corridor at this time.

At this time, I suddenly saw someone walking in.

The eyes of all the models moved over.

One is stunning.

The second is jealousy.

The third is anger.

All kinds of emotions are intertwined.

Finally someone spoke, "Are you also the model this time?" Why is it so slow? Did you know that if you're a minute late, you'll be late? ”

"yes, as a model, you don't even have a sense of time? What kind of fashion show are you participating in! ”

"Don't say it, look at the age of this model, it should be very young, we are all sisters, so we should be tolerant."

"Small? Can you ignore the rules when you are young? Which of us hasn't worked so hard to get to this point? ”

"It looks like he's just a junior high school student, so don't be angry."

"Mengdie, good people have made you do it, I don't believe it, aren't you angry?" When the word angry is spoken, the model who speaks does not bite hard.