Floating Color

An Yan smiled, "Last year I was lucky to see Lin Runan at London Fashion Week. I saw him putting on makeup for the finale model on the spot, otherwise I wouldn't think of his makeup technique."

"Then I have a lot of headaches. The board wants us to find a way to sign Bai Yihan."

"But there is a good saying, one mountain can't bear two tigers. We already have Li Mojun, and Bai Yihan is afraid to join."

"Fortunately, Bai Yihan focuses on the big screen, and our advantage in movies is not comparable to other entertainment companies."

On Monday morning, Mi Chen received a text message on her mobile phone, and she paid for the remuneration as a temporary makeup artist for the music festival! Although only 800 yuan, Mi Chen wanted to kiss the phone screen.

If the music festival is a dream, then Monday is a cruel reality. Mi Chen returned to the working studio. Although she returned from abroad, she did not have any relevant work experience from turtle to kelp.

Even girlfriends and meows want to persuade her, you mean you have painted makeup for XX fashion magazines or did some miscellaneous work in XX fashion weeks, would the employer still really call overseas to confirm?

But Mi Chen was not a good liar, and her heart was twisted. Meow can only sigh a long way, "When you have been in this society for a long time and become an old fritter, you will no longer treat bragging as bragging."

Mi Chen is a makeup artist who doesn't like customers very much in the wedding building. The reason is very simple. Mi Chen doesn't apply makeup with deep eyeliner and bright colors like other people. Most of them are more exaggerated. After painting, they don't recognize themselves. The aesthetics of most customers are more traditional. Where can I appreciate the "realism" of Mi Chen. A few days ago, a bride-to-be made a fire at Mi Chen!

The boss of the studio was so angry that he said mercilessly to Mi Chen: "You did not graduate in makeup school! Did you come back from studying abroad?"

Other make-up artists followed with cynicism, "Maybe it is because the nose and eyes of the foreigner are different from ours, so our returnee make-up artist does not draw well!"

The owner of the studio had already planned to dismiss Mi Chen. Until a few days ago, a couple of couples who were made up by Mi Chen chose photos, they were surprised to find that Mi Chen did not paint them to the point that they do n’t even know their mother Photographed unexpectedly. There are even two couples who like this style of "I am still me, but they look better than me" and bought all the photos.

The studio boss began to think about whether Mi Chen should stay and change his propaganda.

Because the studios are selling these days, the number of people who come to take pictures is several times higher than usual. Mi Chen was so tired that she didn't even eat her meal at noon. Some of the newcomers who were taking pictures were also more picky.

Mi Chen countless times wanted to buckle the makeup box on the faces of these people. She didn't understand why some people like to paint themselves like a visual system or a cockatoo. But it is impossible to expect everyone in the world to agree with herself. According to Miao Miao, she can't change the world, only herself. She had to give up the makeup skills she had learned in France and return to the most popular level.

Sure enough, the customer's impatience and anger were also much smaller.

Mi Chen didn't get off work until nine o'clock in the evening. She was so tired that she almost shook her home with her eyes closed.

When you open the door, you smell a strong instant noodle. Meow raised his head and took off his shirt. Because he hadn't bathed yet, he didn't wear pajamas and sat at the table in a bold posture. It seems that Miao Miao also worked overtime today.

The taste of the food made Mi Chen's stomach grunt. She came to Meow Meow in two or three steps and found that Meow Meow had also finished eating the last bite.

"Hey-why are you doing this! Leave me a bite!"

Meow is full of noodles in his mouth, and said vaguely: "How can I know you haven't eaten! Or I will spit it out to you!"

Mi Chen was also energized, pinching Meow's neck and saying, "Okay! You spit it out! Hurry up!"

Not to be outdone, Meow squeezed that face into his stomach.

Mi Chen had no choice but to look at her and go to the grain storage cabinet. When I opened it, I realized that there was no cockroach **** inside.

"Are you going to starve me ..." Mi Chen collapsed on the chair helplessly.

Today she stood swollen on both legs, and really had no strength to go downstairs to buy something to eat.

The meow felt guilty, and the psychic moved, "I said! Isn't there a QQ noodle in the refrigerator? I'll cook it for you!"

"What are you cooking for me? Soy sauce soup ..."

"Eh! Isn't there any instant noodle soup? How fragrant!"

"Okay! Just use instant noodle soup!" Mi Chen praised Miao Miao's IQ!

When the two were in junior high school, they chewed a popsicle so that Mi Chen wouldn't care if the instant noodle soup was meowed!

Paralyzed on the sofa, Mi Chen fell asleep like this. Until the instant noodle soup was cooked on the QQ noodle table, Miao Miao personally carried the rice dust to the dinner table.

"Meow! You are so nice! I gave an egg! But when did this egg come from?"

"It seems ... last month ..."

"Okay, let me try it! See if it is broken!"

Mi Chen happily scooped the egg into his mouth and smiled, "Egg is good!"

"Good people have good rewards! God all saves an egg to make up for you."

Meow sat cross-legged next to Mi Chen, turned on the TV, and kept changing channels, but stopped before the rebroadcast of the music festival. She hugged her arms and showed an appreciative expression, sighed: "I haven't seen it in years, Bai Yihan's charm value is soaring! Get rid of those white idol-like youth idols from the Pacific!

Upon hearing the name "Bai Yihan", Mi Chen turned his face. She is different from the little girls who simply admire the beautiful men. Bai Yihan's makeup is hers. She is nervous about whether every shadow and highlight in her is wrong.

Bai Yihan is perfect. Such perfection does not resemble a quiet specimen. Every one raised his eyebrows, every moment his lips sagged slightly, and he was calm and insignificant. Fanghua couldn't hold back the moment all the hot pursuit chased his eyebrows.

"I watched this video many times." Miao Miao's eyes didn't blink.

Mi Chen kicked meows under the table, "How do I remember, you don't chase the stars!"

"What does this have to do with chasing stars or not? I just simply appreciate Bai Yihan. Bai Yingdi has reached another level." Miao Miao's serious expression looks like a senior entertainment commentator.

"What?" Mi Chen took a sip of the QQ face, it was smooth and elastic, so cool!

"Have you never heard of the three realms of Zen heart? The first thing is to look at the mountains as mountains. It ’s like those idol stars, devilish black eyeliners, and the little sisters who are fascinated by it, but they are all hue, □□, empty is color The second weight is to see whether the mountain is a mountain or not. The representatives here are like Mengchuan and Shijing who finally got rid of the aura of idols and finally entered the power school. In addition to their faces, there is stock in their minds. And the last one Is also the highest state of cultivation, that is, looking at the mountain or the mountain, which is a return. For example, Bai Yihan now, and Li Mojun and the like, they are beautiful men who have been rare for decades, but you see in them It ’s not just appearance and strength, but also experience. No matter what they play, they can easily bring the audience into the role. "

"I can't see your high opinion of Bai Yihan? What are the three realms of this, where did you hear it? Did the company colleagues give you gossip?"

"It was written in the entertainment magazine in the toilet."

"Take a look?" Mi Chen also wanted to know how the entertainment industry commented on Bai Yihan.

Meow meowed with a little frivolous smile, "Well, the toilet is out of paper ... I just tore it ..."

"You won't you? Would you still wipe Bai Yihan's face?"

"That is also the honor of the White Shadow Emperor!" Meow Meow screamed.

"Did you buy toilet paper?"

"Forget it, buy it tomorrow." Miao Miao yawned unconsciously.

"Then what should I do? I won't go to the bathroom!"

"I left half a magazine for you! Li Mojun's face!"

Fortunately, Mi Chen had already finished eating the QQ noodles, otherwise she would have no appetite.

After eating the QQ noodles, it was already over ten o'clock in the evening. Both were sleepy, but no one was willing to move.

"Meow, can you brush the pot ... I can't move ..."

"Let's just leave it, and I'll talk about it tomorrow ... Anyway, there is no instant noodles to cook tonight."

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Neither Meow Meow nor Mi Chen want to get up, you kick me, I kick you. Finally, Miao Miao then approved a coat and came to the door.

"Who is it!" Miao Miao wondered if the toilet was leaking, and it was leaking downstairs again.

"Will Miss Mi Chen be here?"

Meow Meow looked over from the cat's eyes, only to see a woman with a brand-name bag in an advanced suit, her hair turned to the left like a big wave, with orange lips. Behind the woman, followed by another woman wearing a secretary like a head portrait.

"Hey! Mi Chen! Get up! Someone is looking for you!"

"Who's looking for me in the big night ..." Mi Chen still didn't mean to move.

Meow, but picked up Mi Chen and pushed it to the door, "Look at yourself!"

Mi Chen rubbed his eyes and looked from the cat's eyes, and saw the limited edition Saint Laurent handbag in her hand and the lipstick she was wearing this season's Chanel collector's edition lipstick.

Mi Chen woke up suddenly. Although she has returned to her country, she has lived with her mother in France for more than two years anyway. What luxury brand she doesn't recognize?

"What are you doing looking for Mi Chen?"

The woman outside the door smiled, "You are Mi Chen? I am An Yan, the public relations director of Xingyaotianxia. I know that you put on makeup for Bai Yihan at the music festival, so I am very interested in you. "

The other party only talked about it, but the real intention was not stated.

Meow Meow opened his eyes wide and looked at Mi Chen: "No? When did you put on Bai Yihan's makeup? This outside ... wouldn't it be a liar?"