"Look, are you satisfied?" Bian Xinwan finished the last stroke, leaned back on the table with a grin, and admired his "masterpiece".

"As soon as Mr. Bian made a move, he knew if there was one, this eyebrow painting was too flavorful of that era." Jiang Yuliang compared the photos in her hand, looked at herself in the mirror, and praised Bian Xinwan.

"Don't blow it, it's easy to get up." Bian Xinwan waved her hands exaggeratedly, then remembered something, and looked towards the door, "Why haven't you brought the costume yet?" ”

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, first the sound of something falling to the ground, then the increasingly violent reprimand, and finally the crisp sound of "popping" and the high-decibel "rolling" even through the door, which made people hear clearly.

Several people in the room glanced at each other, and they all had a tacit understanding that they didn't hear it, and continued the topic just now.

"It's okay if the costumes don't come, modern dramas don't get in the way, you can do it directly." Jiang Yuliang took the clip on the back of her head, and her long soft hair poured down.

After grabbing it a few times, Bian Xinwan chirped and said, "Tut, how many catties of your hair have you eaten, smooth and bright." Without waiting for Jiang Yuliang to answer, there was a knock on the door.

Xiaoxiao hurriedly got up and went to open the door. A petite girl pushed a mobile hanger much higher than her, and apologized as she walked inside, her voice trembling a little: "Teacher Jiang, I'm sorry, the clothes were delivered late." ”

Jiang Yuliang looked at the girl in front of her who gave her a 90° bow, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the time is just right." ”

The girl's shoulders trembled, apparently not expecting this answer. She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were red, and her eyes were wet as if she had cried: "Teacher Jiang, it's good if you don't get angry, I'll tell you about the clothes for the audition for a while." ”

"There's no hurry." Jiang Yuliang glanced at the girl's slightly swollen face, turned her head to Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, my tooth hurts a little, you go to the car and get an ice pack for me." ”

Xiaoxiao first glanced at Jiang Yuliang in surprise, and then followed her gaze to the girl, she didn't say anything, nodded and went out.

"The costumes of the past few months have inevitably bothered you, and I don't know what to call you?" Jiang Yuliang still maintained a decent smile, not too warm, not distant, just right.

"Teacher Jiang, my surname is Han, you can call me Xiao Han." Xiao Han was a little restrained, and he was a little helpless standing by the hanger.

"Just started with the group, right?" Bian Xinwan's hand moved quickly, and her mouth was not idle, "Don't be nervous, our Teacher Jiang is a well-known person with a good heart." ”

Xiao Han echoed "yes, yes", and he didn't know what to say, so he could only pestle dryly. Her face was hot and painful, she didn't dare to touch it, and she didn't dare to stare at this side all the time, so she could only look down at the ground. The restraint of the whole person is visible to the naked eye.

Xiaoxiao quickly came back with an ice pack, and when she entered the house, she brought in a little noise outside the door.

"Why is it so noisy outside?" Jiang Yuliang asked casually.

"It seems that Mr. Wu is communicating something with the makeup teacher." Xiaoxiao handed the ice pack to Jiang Yuliang, and Bian Xinwan gave Xiaoxiao a thumbs up in her hand, "The word communication is excellent." ”

Xiaoxiao made a grimace at Bian Xinwan, and then stuffed a bottle of water to Jiang Yuliang: "The doctor said to drink more water." ”

"......" Jiang Yuliang heard the word "doctor's order", deliberately ignored the people who had been in the morning, and crashed into his heart again without warning. She coughed vigorously, got up and stuffed the ice pack to Xiao Han, who was about to "petrify", "Applying a compress to your face can reduce swelling." ”

"Jiang ...... Mr. Jiang? Xiao Han's eyes were obviously flustered, she felt that the ice pack was sinking terribly, and her hands were slightly numb.

"The soundproofing of our dressing room is not very good." Jiang Yuliang pushed Xiao Han's hand, "Don't hold it with your bare hands, put it on your face." Seeing that Xiao Han finally pressed the ice pack on his face after half pushing and half pushing, Jiang Yuliang sat back in front of the mirror.

There was a hearty shout from outside the door: "Where is the little assistant just now?" Where did you go! Are our Sisi's costumes ready? Just leave us here and no one cares, right? ”