I wouldn't fall in love with an old enemy

After Hua Xiangrong said that live broadcasting can make money the day before yesterday, Lin Lang has been thinking about it all the time.

At lunch time, the aunt invited by Zhongming rang the doorbell on time, and Lin Lang helped the aunt follow the kitchen with the ingredients.The aunt was quite frightened, thinking that the boy was going to help him, so she hurried him out.

Lin Lang leaned against the kitchen door, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he said that he just wanted to help, but he didn't have the ability. Since the last time he made the kitchen look like a disaster scene after a typhoon passed through, he never dared to step into the kitchen again.

He just wanted to find someone to inquire about the live broadcast at the moment. Of course, the aunt who cooks may not be a suitable person to consult, but Lin Lang asked tentatively: "Auntie, do you usually watch the live broadcast?"

"Look," the aunt just put a plate of short ribs into the pot to simmer. After covering the lid, she wiped her hands on the apron. When she heard Lin Lang's question, she took out her mobile phone and squinted at the farsighted He opened his eyes and showed Lin Lang a live broadcast app that is very popular among middle-aged and elderly people, "Look at how energetic these young men are dancing."

Lin Lang leaned over to take a look, and saw the source of the social shake emoticons that gang members usually brush in the group.He showed an awkward yet polite smile: "It's pretty good."

After seeing off his aunt after dinner, Lin Lang played the game again, after thinking about it, he poked Hua Xiangrong's private chat and made a voice call.

Lin Lang cut to the chase: "Master, where do you usually watch the live broadcast?"

Hua Xiangrong let out an inexplicable laugh: "Hey, that's a lot. I have collected dozens of beautiful sister's live broadcast rooms. Do you want me to share them with you?"

Hua Xiangrong should be in the dormitory, his background sound was a bit noisy, probably his roommate heard him, and complained: "Young man, pay attention to your body."

Lin Lang: "..."

After explaining her intentions, Hua Xiangrong fell into deep thought: "To be honest, except for game anchors, I basically don't watch the live broadcasts of male anchors."

Lin Lang: "I'm not good at games, and I'm handicapped in operations. This kind of turn-based game is not interesting."

Hua Xiangrong's reverse thinking is pretty good: "You can find your own way, and you can make a fortune by virtue of your cooking skills."

Lin Lang: "Farewell, shame on you."

Hua Xiangrong: "Then you can sing and dance?"

Lin Lang: "Probably not very good at it, may I sing a section for you?"

Lin Lang then casually hummed a part of the game's BGM, and Hua Xiangrong's head hurt from hearing it, and within a few seconds, he quickly stopped: "STOP, it's so loud...Then do you know how to cook?"

Lin Lang: "..." was poked at the sore spot.

Hua Xiangrong: "Why don't you know anything, you always eat. If you write something like 'beautiful boy live broadcast eating' in the title of the live broadcast room, there may be many people watching it. People are so boring nowadays."

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Hua Xiangrong made a bunch of suggestions again, but Lin Lang either didn't know how to do it, or thought it was too unchallenging or boring, and after talking about it, Hua Xiangrong didn't have the patience to chat with him any longer.

So Lin Lang went to a relatively popular live broadcast platform and found that the more popular live broadcast content, in addition to live games and singing and dancing, also has beauty makeup, and beauty bloggers are generally girls.

Lin Lang casually walked into a beauty blogger's live broadcast room and watched it for a while, but he was also absent-minded. He kept thinking about what he could do if he did a live broadcast, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

Back then, Lin Lang was also a person who had to draw eyeliner and eye shadow every day when he got up, and his makeup skills might be even more skillful than those of his maids.It's just that the fashion trends in each world and time period are different. Their world should be classified as superficial ancient times in the eyes of people in modern society. Of course, ancient makeup techniques are not applicable to today, but people have a curiosity-seeking psychology. One will wonder how ancient people wore makeup.What's more, it is a gimmick for a boy to be a beauty anchor.

Lin Lang's little window flower Xiangrong sent him a sentence: "Why don't I become a beauty anchor."

Just when the computer was stuck, the window for group chat and private chat was not cut, Lin Lang's words were sent directly to the group, and he didn't realize it in time. After a while, someone replied to him before he realized that it had already happened. Too late to withdraw.

In the group, there was a strange older sister named Mianmian who yelled, "What! My pretty brother wants to be a beauty anchor! I'm going to make rockets! Make a hundred!"

Lin Lang: "...Boss is arrogant?"

However, as soon as this remark was made in the group, the group members cheered and agreed with Lin Lang, and even made an appointment with Lin Lang for a live broadcast time.Originally, Lin Lang was still hesitating, but it was hard for him to go back on his word now.

It was agreed to be a live broadcast on the weekend. Lin Lang first registered the anchor account on the live broadcast platform, and then it was time to make preparations for the live broadcast.What he wanted was to show how ancient people made up in a live broadcast.Most of the cosmetics they use are natural products, such as foundation, which is steamed with rice, the juice is taken out, spices are added, and after precipitation, it is made into a white powder. The process is extremely troublesome.The method of making rouge is also to mash red and blue flowers into juice, leaving a red dye in the end.

Of course, Lin Lang never made these cosmetics by himself. In the past, if he wanted to use them, someone would give him the best face powder and rouge just by waving... Although he didn't make much powder, to be honest. , The effect of those powders is too exaggerated, it is like applying a layer of white paint on the face.If Lin Lang himself described his skin as creamy, it would be too permeable, but in fact, he really doesn't need these things to embellish.

The reason why he wears makeup is nothing more than that he feels that he is too handsome because he is a person in the way of the devil, and he does it as a last resort in order to avoid listening to gossip.

Now he is not willing to make these cosmetics by himself.Anyway, it's just for the effect of makeup, and there's no need to make the cosmetics exactly the same as those used by the ancients. It's the same if you buy substitutes directly at the counter.

So when Zhong Mingzhi came home that night, he saw a coy Lin Lang, who obviously had something to say, but hesitated to speak.Seeing that he finally wanted to speak, his cheeks were flushed and he turned his face away.

Zhong Mingzhi felt inexplicable, and even couldn't help being affectionate: "Could it be that you want to confess your love to me?"

This sentence froze Lin Lang, and the Pomeranian turned into a fried dog: "You think too much!"

Zhong Mingzhi patted Lin Lang's head and smoothed his hair: "What's the matter, he hesitated, did he make some mistake?"

Lin Lang said decisively: "No!"

"What's the matter? Just say it directly."

After thinking about it, Lin Lang found it hard to say anything, but mother-in-law and mother-in-law were not his style either. He closed his eyes and turned his heart, Lin Lang went all out: "Well, I want to ask you to buy some cosmetics for me."

Zhong Mingzhi: "..." Never expected.

Seeing Zhong Mingzhi's strange expression, Lin Lang knew what was going on in his mind.Lin Lang blushed, and roared very imposingly: "Don't think about it, it's not what you think."

Zhong Mingzhi: "Do you know what I'm thinking again?"

It must be that I feel like a big girl, but Lin Lang just complained in his heart, and he was still weak when he spoke: "...Then what are you thinking?"

"Like makeup? Or is there any special day that you need makeup?" Zhong Mingzhi thinks that Lin Lang is addicted to games and chatting with netizens every day. Maybe he wants to go out to meet netizens. Thinking of this, there is no reason for a while of boredom.

Lin Lang frowned: "What are you thinking?"

Lin Lang told Zhong Mingzhi about his looking for a job, and by the way, he also told the history he made up for himself.He said that he has no parents and grew up with relatives. He just graduated from senior year this year and studied English. However, because of some messy things in his family, he didn't even get his graduation certificate. In short, he ran away from home. When he came out, he had nothing on him, thanks to meeting Zhong Mingzhi.

He looked unwilling to say more, but in fact he couldn't make up any logically complete lies.And just talking like this, he is already very guilty, that feeling is not good, if someone takes you in with good intentions, you will not be believed if you tell him the truth, so you have to make up lies to lie to him, and the torment after the lie Still myself.

Zhong Mingzhi could see Lin Lang's guilty conscience. When he said those words, his eyes obviously wandered, and he didn't dare to look directly at himself.However, in Zhong Mingzhi's view, this kind of guilty conscience was not because of lying, but perhaps just because he was afraid that he would scold him harshly.He subconsciously determined that Lin Lang would not lie to him. In fact, as long as he probed into what Lin Lang said a little bit, he would find that some of what he said were completely illogical, but he didn't even have the thought to delve into it. , Lin Lang believed it when he said it.

Even because of Lin Lang's confession, his heart was much calmer.In the past few days, when he thinks about Lin Lang when he is free, he can't help but compare himself with those of his netizens, and he also feels dissatisfied because Lin Lang doesn't pay enough attention to himself, but he hides this emotion very well and doesn't Lin Lang didn't find any clues.

After Lin Lang laid out a long section of his life experience earlier, he was unexpectedly not surrounded by continuous questioning.But this is exactly what he wants, and if he is asked to continue making up, he wants to bang bang against the big wall.

While observing Zhong Mingzhi's expression, Lin Lang cautiously continued: "It's just... I want to be self-reliant, and I'm too embarrassed to eat and drink with you all the time!"

Zhong Mingzhi: "So what does this have to do with your buying cosmetics?"

Lin Lang scratched his head in embarrassment: "I want to try being a beauty anchor."

Zhong Mingzhi: "..." I don't quite understand the brain circuits of young people nowadays.

Zhong Mingzhi originally thought that if Lin Lang really wanted to find a job, it would not be impossible to open a back door for him to work as an intern in the company.But seeing Lin Lang's enthusiasm and eagerness to make a living in the anchor industry, he didn't say anything, just patted his head: "Okay, but I don't know much about cosmetics, tomorrow weekend, Can you ask my cousin to go out and let her take a look for you?"