Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 353 The rookie apprentice is actually a professional player (10)

At this moment, Lan Nuan was in a state of embarrassment, being protected by the back in front of her, and the somewhat thin Bei'er.

Hearing her words of defense, those big bright eyes were full of emotion.

This should be the first time someone stood up to defend her unconditionally, without asking for anything in return.

The moment the girls in front saw her take off her glasses, they were all shocked by the sharp look in her eyes.

What is going on with this woman? She has dark skin and rustic clothes, but the aura around her at this moment makes one feel so timid.

The girl standing in the middle, in order not to lose face in front of her friends, bit the bullet and said: "Do you think you can kill us with your eyes after taking off your glasses? It's ridiculous. Let me tell you a bitch girl, it's better not to mind your own business. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude to you.”

Bei'er rolled her eyes in her heart at this moment, wouldn't these people say anything else?

Every now and then it means that I'm being rude to you, and there's nothing new about it.

She didn't want to waste words with these people at all, she directly pulled Lan Nuan's wrist, and said softly: "I'll take you to the hospital, as for them..." Bei Er paused slightly, looked behind them, Several security guards have dared to come from a distance, "Someone will teach them to be human."

Just like that, Lan Nuan was taken away by her in a daze, while the girls behind her were taken to the Academic Affairs Office by the director of the Academic Affairs Office and security guards.

in the hospital.

Lan Nuan was forced to do a whole body checkup, and after confirming that it was only a soft tissue contusion, she didn't need to be hospitalized.

Seeing the red palm prints on the cute girl's face that hadn't disappeared yet, Bei Er's twinkling peach blossom eyes were still cold, and asked lightly: "Why do those people bully you?"

Lan Nuan lowered her head listlessly, and covered her face with an ice pack bought by Bei'er to reduce the swelling. Hearing her question, those big eyes that were originally bright became a bit dim: " It's because they went too far, saying that I..."

Just halfway through her words, she paused, and the pain in those big eyes was clearly seen by Bei Er.

Bei Er subconsciously stretched out her hand and pressed her head on her shoulder, and said without any ups and downs in her tone: "Only people who have lived an extremely failed life will sprinkle salt on other people's pain."

When Lan Nuan heard her words, the teardrops rolling in those big eyes that were trying so hard to endure finally fell down, "Erer, you are too bad, I have already tried my best not to cry... woo woo woo..."

Bei'er felt a piece of wetness on her shoulders, which was really uncomfortable for her who has a deep cleanliness obsession.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, knowing that he would not speak.

Half an hour later, Lan Nuan's mood finally stabilized, and Bei Er thought for a while, then took out a white envelope from her backpack and put it in her hand, "This is from a friend of mine, for you. "

Lan Nuan opened the envelope with doubts in her eyes. When she saw that it turned out to be ten VIP tickets for the Peace Elite Annual Ceremony, she jumped up excitedly and shouted like a monkey, just like she was still sobbing. form a sharp contrast.

"Is this the ticket for the year-end ceremony?"

"It's still a VIP seat?"

"Or a full ten?"

"It can't be fake, can it?"

"Or is it in the hands of the scalpers you bought?"

Bei Er looked at her cute little face, which returned to a lively and cheerful look at this moment, and the corners of her tightly pursed mouth curved involuntarily.

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half a month later.

The Peace Elite Annual Ceremony was held at the JC Gymnasium, four hours before [-]:[-] p.m.

Bei Er is doing styling in a styling studio at the moment. She is wearing a dark brown leather jacket on her upper body and black slim-fit jeans with holes on her lower body. Her long hair has been skillfully hidden at the moment. In a short black hair.

In the distance, a rough man dressed in neutral clothes, twisting his slightly thick waist, with a pair of eyes revealing a charming expression, walked up to Bei Er's side, holding Bei Er's shoulders with hands with purple nails , said with a regretful tone: "Little Beibei, you have such a good foundation, why do you have to pretend to be a bad man? My brother hopes that you can wear it every day. Those little skirts designed for you are on the stage."

Bei Er couldn't look directly at an old man, and always acted coquettishly at herself, "Jessica, I'm in a hurry, hurry up and help me with my makeup."

Jessica looked at her beautiful little face with pity, and really wanted to dress her up as a seductive goblin, and the souls of those stinky men who seduced her were gone.

It's a pity that every time he can only paint her with a man's makeup, and then he can't arouse his enthusiasm at all.

He picked up the eyebrow pencil on the side, drew her eyebrows little by little, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "I really don't know what I was thinking at the beginning, since I will agree to your little girl's request."

This happened a few years ago, and he was still the lowest-level make-up and stylist. Because of the pressure of life, he could only do makeup for ordinary people every day, earning two yuan at a time. Although he earned less, he could barely make ends meet.

Until one day, a beautiful little girl came to him, and asked in a light voice, "Can you draw men's makeup?"

At that time, he seemed to be stunned because of this girl and those twinkling peach blossom eyes.

Later, he painted her beautiful little face with man's makeup every day, and later he became a well-known makeup artist in the circle because of her help. There are countless women.

It can be said that he is today because of this little girl.

"I'm really exhausted, brother. How do you see the painting? Is it exactly the same as yours?" Jessica put down the makeup brush in her hand and asked.

Bei Er opened those twinkling peach blossom eyes, looked at her in the mirror, nodded lightly, and then said in a complimenting tone: "Your makeup skills are still as good as ever."

Jessica rolled her eyes, crossed her hands in front of her body, and snorted coldly with a proud face, "Of course, you don't think about your brother's social status in the circle."

Bei Er was already used to his stinky fart, so she just smiled at him faintly, then picked up the color contact lenses on the table and put them on.

In an instant, those twinkling peach-blossom pupils became just pitch-black, without the soul-stirring feeling.

5 minute later.

At the door of the studio, Bei Er, wearing a black mask, got into a nanny car.

07:30 in the evening.

Beier's black nanny car stopped at the gate of JC Stadium, when she opened the door...

(End of this chapter)