Chapter 81: Oops

Although I feel that all of the Royal Ballet's makeup artists are amazing, when it comes to the makeup itself, it really doesn't take much time.

Shaida followed Angela's advice and joined her in the line where the young girl named "Mia" was. Mia's appearance is not outstanding, her temperament is not enthusiastic, and she has little communication with the person she is applying makeup to. Only when it was Angela's turn did her eyes flash and reveal a faint smile.

But it's just a smile, and it doesn't take more time to put on Angela than others.

When it was her turn, Shaida approached with trepidation. This is a professional makeup artist!

I've grown so big that I've never been put on makeup by a professional makeup artist.

Mia first stood in front of her, quickly scanning her from top to bottom, as if some sophisticated instrument was scanning her. After that, Mia motioned for her to sit down on the small round stool, took out the tools, and began to quickly apply them to Shaida's face.

Mia's movements were so fast, and it felt like there was even a bit of a smearing and perfunctory look. The base was quickly dyed from top to bottom with a semi-damp sponge, the thick false eyelashes stuck to the top of the eyelashes for less than a second, and even the most difficult eyeliner was painted in one stroke, without repeating the second stroke, and Shaida didn't even feel the discomfort caused by the eyeliner irritating her eyelids.

The perfunctory touch is even like being scribbled on the face by a child.

Mia quickly shifted different tools in her hands, brushing from her face to her neck, and from her neck to her breasts, her arms, whatever was exposed. The total time it took to complete all this did not exceed fifteen minutes.

When the sister next door didn't care so hard to put on Shaida's simple makeup, it took half an hour.

When Shaida opened her eyes and saw herself in the mirror, she was stunned.

She could barely recognize the person in the mirror as herself.

The lights in the hall are very bright, and under the illumination of the lights, Xia Yida's facial features appear extraordinarily rich and delicate in the mirror. She was originally a beautiful girl, but she never gave people such an impression - the girl in the mirror looked actually glamorous.

Although such a strong beauty is not quite Shaida's style, and even makes her look a little imposing, such a beauty with a little sense of oppression is the style of Nornes, the god of fate.

Makeup, under the master's skillful pen, actually has the power to transform people and gain another kind of life!

While Shaida was in a daze, Mia had already left her behind to put on makeup for the next actor. It was Angela who dragged Shaida and stood in the line of hairstyling again.

There are more technicians in charge of styling than makeup artists, so although it takes a little longer to do a hairstyle, the queue time is much shorter. It's as simple as telling the stylist about the role you're going to play in the dance.

It seems that these highly professional stylists have already understood the structure and character status of the whole play in advance, and everyone, including the makeup artist, has already had their own imagination and understanding of the upcoming play.

It is because of this ability and the quality of doing enough homework in advance that they can give the actors who are about to take the stage a real shell of their roles, and give them the confidence to stand on the stage and perform perfectly.

Angela's makeup and hairstyle are so beautiful that she really looks like a princess. And Shaida's appearance is more atmospheric than hers, and she does look like a goddess.

There was a commotion not far away, and when I looked back, I found that all the makeup artists and stylists had all stood up one after another, bowed slightly, and greeted the one who had just appeared.

Shaida followed the gaze of the crowd, only to see Gray Fantasia walking in from the outside, fulfilling his duties as a mentor, carefully examining everything in the hall.

Everyone who came to the Royal Ballet showed a special respect for him. There are many types of honor, from rank and status, to power and coercion, but the respect these people have for Gray Fantacia is not one of them, but something more pure and heartfelt.

Such reverence, often produced when looking at a real craftsman or artist, will even cause the object to be gazed to be coated with a faint golden halo, which is a supreme glory more than any tangible reward.

Therefore, Gray Fantacia looks particularly handsome and charming at this moment. Of course, this is also because what he wears today is very different from his usual style.

He actually wore an extremely formal suit.

Vantaxia rarely wears formal clothes, so the appearance of formal clothes has never been seen by Shaida, who has known him for a long time. Today, although it is an exam, it is also definitely a formal occasion, and it is necessary for all spectators to wear formal attire, and Vantacia is never a maverick on such occasions.

There's nothing like a simple, classic, well-cut formal outfit that perfectly showcases a person's figure, especially for a man.

Gray Fantacia chose the most ordinary black, his usual clothing styles are mostly loose, the colors are mostly white, linen, khaki these light tones, suddenly on the upper body a slim black suit, you don't even need to look at the face, the beauty of the body line is enough to seduce the soul, make people dizzy.

It should be said that I have never seen such beautiful lines on anyone's body.

This is a very strange thing, because his body wrapped in a suit, his posture and steps, you can see at a glance that he is the "style" of a professional dancer. Such a beautiful figure can normally only be created by extremely rigorous training and self-discipline, but Gray Fantacia, his body is obviously no longer suitable for training.

When a dancer stops training, the change in body is often huge and frustrating, but such a change is not seen in Gray Fantacia at all, not even the slightest trace.

In the midst of random guesses, the remarkable man had quickly taken in the situation around him, and had come very close. Although he hadn't yet made it to the theater, his shirt was neatly buttoned and a solid knitted tie was meticulously tied.

As she walked past Shaida, Gray Fantacia was suddenly stunned, as if taken aback. A look of surprise appeared on his face at first, and then quickly turned to abruptness. As a result of the change in mood, he stopped beside Shaida.

Xia Ida suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but secretly scream in her heart: "Oh no! ”