Senior facial makeup artist breaks into the entertainment industry

There is nothing to do every day except eating, drinking, sleeping, and lying in bed scrolling through my phone.

The online world is complex and has everything. After swiping and swiping, she unexpectedly found a cp fanfic of herself and Liu Yuan.

CP fans are very imaginative, and although it is not long, it is extremely exciting.

Lin Wanwan followed the topic in the article and clicked on the CP chat between herself and Liu Yuan.

She seemed to have entered a new world and found new fun in her boring days.

Obviously the protagonist in the story is herself, and she also knows that the stories in these fanfics have nothing to do with reality, but she still reads them with gusto and understands Liu Yuan's fun.

She had known for a long time that Liu Yu'an loved reading "Liu Ye Wanwan CP" fan fiction, and she had even read the fan fiction to him and herself as a bedtime story.

Lin Wanwan didn't understand what was so interesting about it at that time, but now that she's invested in it, she can understand it.

It's really good to watch. The plot is full of ups and downs and extremely exciting. She almost feels bad for herself.

As a newbie, there are still many works to watch.

But I can't help it. She is idle 24 hours a day. No matter how much content there is, there is not enough for her to watch.

After reading it for three days in a row, she basically read all the CP articles she could find.

Without spiritual food, the life of recuperating from injuries became boring again.

After refreshing again and again, there is still no new food.

Finally, Lin Wanwan couldn't help but use her trumpet to @every writer's wife, asking for food.

Later, when there was really no new food, Lin Wanwan actually resumed her career for this reason.

After 9 years, I picked up the pen again.

What I wrote... is still a CP article with myself as the protagonist.

......

Because it is about the emotional line between herself and her lover, Lin Wanwan's imagination cannot completely take over.

As I wrote, I turned the novel into a love diary.

Maybe it's because real events are more sincere. She has an account with no fans and no blog posts. She only published a short story and gained thousands of fans overnight.

Last night, she really had nothing to watch, so she typed loudly and wrote out the scene where she and Liu Yuan met for the first time in the studio.

It was almost 0 o'clock when I finished writing, so I posted it and went to bed.

I just woke up this morning and saw the red dot with 99+ written on the upper right side of the big eye icon. Lin Wanwan thought she had logged in to a large account and had not logged out.

I yawned and clicked on it, only to realize that the trumpet I used to browse news was actually popular.

Seeing that the numbers in front of the follower were still rising one by one, and the number of likes on the only blog post was also rising slowly and steadily, Lin Wanwan, who had just opened her eyes, suddenly sobered up a little.

This is... this is...

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——It looks good, I like to watch it, I like to watch it. (*?︶?*).． .:*?

——Taking makeup photos? ? ? Does it refer to the final makeup photo of "Heartbeat"? So realistic?

——Hey, is it so sweet when we first meet?

——Read the article, and then take a look at the makeup photos of "Pumping Heart", I feel it. (It’s the one where Lin Wanwan is sitting on the dressing table, with one foot on Liu Yuan’s leg and drawing his eyebrows.)

——Wow, it’s so sweet and realistic. Could it be the staff around you? 【As witty as me.jpg.】

——It’s well written. I haven’t read it before.

——Is your wife a new fan? I've never seen this number before.

——It doesn’t matter whether you are a new fan or an old fan. A wife who can produce food is a good wife. Pay attention!

——#Liu Yu'an straightened up, and Lin Wanwan, who put her arms on his shoulders, didn't pay attention. Liu Yu'an suddenly straightened up and took him down. She threw herself on him, burying her face in the hollow of his shoulder, and burying her face in his white shirt. A nude pink lip mark is printed on the top... #Hahahahaha... Is it so ambiguous when we first meet? [Shy.jpg.]

——Is there any more? Is there any more? Please update. (? ??_??)?

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Lin Wanwan scrolled through the comment area and lamented that it was Liuye Wanwan CP who had been at the top of the list of CP super chat for many years. She was a new account with no fan base, and even posted an interactive blog in super chat, and she could get So many fans, wow, wow, wow.

I feel that CP fans are more active than my own personal fans.

Lin Wanwan suddenly felt quite accomplished. Early in the morning, without combing my hair or washing my face, I started writing again.

This enthusiasm, this sense of accomplishment, seems to be back to when I just finished the college entrance examination, and my tense nerves suddenly relaxed. With nothing to do, she relied on a girl's fantasy of love to compose novels.

Lin Wanwan is very sweet in this relationship, and it is easy to bring reality into reality when writing. 2 points for editing and 8 points for truthfulness, Lin Wanwan's typing speed is very fast.

Before Aunt Hu came upstairs to ask her to eat, she typed more than 6000 words and sent it out. Then she took her mobile phone and asked Aunt Hu to help her go downstairs to eat.

During breakfast, Lin Wanwan also put her mobile phone on the table, took a bite of porridge, picked up the phone, took a bite of porridge, and picked up the phone...

Looking at the increasing number of comments and likes, Lin Wanwan was so happy that today's porridge was sweeter than usual.

Playing with your phone while eating like this is actually not conducive to digestion. Aunt Hu was embarrassed to talk to her, but Mother Lin, who was holding the child beside her, would not let her go: "Stop playing, watch it after dinner."

.......

Lin Wanwan, who was already multitasking, was so absorbed in reading the comment section that she didn't hear Mother Lin's words at all and continued to look at her phone.

"I'm a mother, but I don't know how to set a good example for my children. Looking at my mobile phone while eating is not good for digestion."

Wang Yahong's voice rose two points, and Lin Wanwan raised her head and put down the spoon and mobile phone in her hands.

"Okay, okay, I won't watch anymore."

Seeing the baby in Mother Lin's arms tilting her head to look at her, Lin Wanwan immediately clapped her hands with a smile on her face: "Come on, Yuanyuan, come to mom."

"Ah~ah-ah~~"

Yuanyuan is only 2 months old, she hasn’t had teeth yet and can’t speak. When she saw her mother opening her mouth, she drooled.

The nanny saw it and came over to wipe the child's saliva.

Mother Lin pretended to be disgusted and put the child into Lin Wanwan's arms, "Here you go, go find your biological mother quickly."

Lin Wanwan took it over with a smile and asked, "What's going on? Why aren't you happy looking at it?"

"I'm not unhappy. You are my biological mother. No matter how much I hug her, she will stop kissing me as soon as she sees her."

"No way, grandma is the best, isn't she, Yuanyuan."

Lin Wanwan coaxed, unable to help but laugh in her heart.

What an old kid, a little kid. This is all to do with a child.

In the evening, after Liu Yuan came back, Lin Wanwan specifically told him about it.

"...You said my mother was not funny or not, and you got jealous of the baby."

After listening to his wife's narration, Liu Yu'an said while changing clothes: "It's understandable. Mom is so old. In order to help us take care of the child, she didn't go to the hospital and even lost her own social circle. The child still doesn't follow her. Dear, can you not be sad?"

"Who said no kiss? After all, I am a biological mother. It is normal to smile when you see me." Lin Wanwan said confidently.

Liu Yu'an changed into her home clothes, climbed onto the bed and scratched Lin Wanwan's nose with her index finger, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are my mother.

Look, our little baby looks just like your own mother, both of whom are real beauty-controllers.

When Zheng Xibin and his wife came over two days ago, our Yuanyuan smiled happily at Zhang Ziyun, giggling non-stop. "

"What? My mother said that the eyes of a newborn baby are not mature yet. She can't see clearly now. It's up to me." Lin Wanwan muttered, folding her arms unconvinced.

Liu Yu'an hugged her shoulders and lay down: "Okay, okay, if I don't follow you, follow me."

"you......."

Lin Wanwan still wanted to say something, but seeing Liu Yuan's closed eyes, she knew that he must be tired from working during the day, so she thoughtfully said nothing more: "Okay, go to sleep."

"Ah."

Liu Yu'an's hand on Lin Wanwan's body was patted unconsciously. He closed his eyes and spoke to Lin Wanwan word by word.

"It's really hard for mom to take care of our children here every day. Let's buy something for mom someday. Is there anything special that our mom wants?"

"what--"

Lin Wanwan yawned and closed her eyes, feeling a little sleepy. "You don't need it. I'll buy it for her when my leg heals."

"Your legs... I heard from Aunt Hu that you went downstairs to eat again today. If you really don't want to eat in the house, why don't we move downstairs? Your legs... It’s so inconvenient to run downstairs.”

"also."

"Yeah. Then, we'll move tomorrow."

"it is good."

.......

The two of them talked, their breathing gradually became longer, and they both fell asleep.