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My skin tone is fair enough, but the makeup artist still puts a cool coating on all the exposed skin.

After applying it, I looked in the mirror, how can I say this new skin tone, um... very clear.

She also tried to persuade me to dye my hair silvery white. She said: "This way I don't have to toss my hair back and forth. Too much disposable hair dye can damage my hair."

I thought about it seriously, and realized that I would rather be hurt by a disposable hair dye than being beaten by Huo Xiao when he saw my hair dyed gray.

The makeup artist had no choice but to use a disposable hair dye.

Not long after dyeing, I felt a little itchy on the back of my neck. I thought it was like this after dyeing, so I didn't care too much.

I wore blue-gray contact lenses and changed into a white outfit.

Because dancers want to show the beauty of their bodies, the clothes should be simple and slim, and they must be self-cultivating. In order to show the elegance of the snow demon, the costume designer ingeniously added a lot of broken yarn to the clothes I was wearing, and asked me proudly : "How is it, does it look good?"

I looked in the mirror several times and hesitated to speak. No matter how I looked at it, I felt that the dress was cumbersome and gorgeous, and it didn't match the elegance at all. But I didn't want to refute the face of the dressmaker, and finally choked out two words: "It looks good."

He came over to help me comb the veil on my body, and at the end he didn't forget to touch my face and winked at me: "Mr. Xiaoxue, you are so beautiful."

The makeup artist yelled behind me: "Don't touch! I put on makeup for over two hours!"

The costumer resentfully withdrew his hand.

When I went out to take makeup photos, it was no surprise that I received a lot of compliments. To be honest, I don’t like the feeling of being watched by so many people. It always feels wrong to sit in front of the camera.

The actor playing Phoenix is ​​a student of Xia Liang, named Peng Lai, a big boy who is easily shy. I still laugh at his good name, Peng Lai Penglai, with a sense of immortality.

Now this friend with a fairy name came out of another dressing room with a stern look on his face. I met his eyes and smiled at him, but he just nodded.

He was really tall, almost a head taller than me with bare feet, and his body was oiled, so he looked much darker than before entering the dressing room.

I looked at the thick ink on his face, and I really couldn't connect him with that shy and handsome silly big guy.

He gestured to the camera teacher, walked towards me, reached out and pinched my waist, and easily lifted me off the ground.

He entered the state too quickly, and the camera teacher was ready to take pictures. I had no choice but to cooperate with him as much as possible.

There was a movement where I was going to step on his knee. I had been stepping barefoot on the green cloth for a long time, and the soles of my feet were a bit cold. As soon as I touched Peng Lai's knee, he stretched out his hand to hold my foot.

"Uncle, your feet are so cold."

I was taken aback by his action. Originally, one foot was propped on the ground, and the lower body was a little unstable. As a result, the whole person almost fell out.

With a "click", the cameraman pressed the shutter and called Xia Liang to take a look: "Mr. Xia, come and take a look at this picture!"

I saw everyone leaning forward to look at it, and followed me for a look. In the photo, Peng Lai held my foot, and I leaned back in panic. The foot standing on the ground stood on tiptoe, and my ankle tensed up.

Peng Lai looked like he was about to rush forward and grab me.

Xia Liang was quite satisfied with this photo, but he was still conservative and asked Peng Lai and me to take several sets of actions.

I don't know which set of photos Xia Liang finalized, because the back of my neck was really itchy, so I rejected Xia Liang's invitation to have dinner together, took off my makeup, put on my own clothes, and took a taxi home.

After I got home, I took a shower first. When I was in the shower, I looked in the mirror and found that the back of my neck seemed a little red. I wasn't sure if I was allergic, so I put on my shorts and went out to call Huo Xiao, asking him to When I came back, I went to the pharmacy to buy me an erythromycin ointment.

"Why buy that?"

I scratched my neck with my hand and told him, "I seem to be a little allergic."

Huo Xiao seemed to be very idle, ready to break the casserole and ask the bottom line: "Why are you allergic, and what are you doing?"

"I took a photo." I took a towel from the shelf, put it on my head, and prepared to go to the kitchen to pick up water: "The makeup artist used hair dye for me. I seem to be allergic to that, and now my neck is itchy."

"Deserving it."

That day in the study room, I told Huo Xiao that I was going to help my friend’s studio with an event, but I didn’t tell him what I was going to do. Huo Xiao was very dissatisfied with my answer, and stabbed me a little bit, saying that I I can't do anything myself, and I have to help others.

Now I'm allergic and say I deserve it, so I can only pretend to be pitiful: "Brother, it's really itchy, why don't you bring me some ointment."

Huo Xiao scolded me: "Do you have any common sense in life, can you use medicine indiscriminately if you are allergic?"

Erythromycin ointment is not a messy medicine. I really didn't want to go out to buy medicine by myself, so I swallowed my anger and said, "It's very itchy."

Huo Xiao snorted softly. According to my understanding of him, the underlying meaning of this cold snort should be: You deserve it if you die.

Fortunately, he is quite conscientious and didn't want to make me really itch to death. Maybe he is not busy today. After he finished humming, he continued: "Now pack up and wait for me at the gate of the community. I will take you to the hospital."

"Oh," I obediently responded, "then you should slow down on the way back..."

"beep--"

Huo Xiao hung up the phone before my end.

He hung up the phone too fast, and he was the only one who hung up on me. I grabbed the towel and rubbed my hair twice before going upstairs to get dressed.

One of Huo Xiao's great strengths is that he speaks one word and is very fast. After I changed my clothes and dried my hair, he arrived not long after I stood at the gate of the community.

He switched to another car today, a silver-gray BMW that I had never seen before, and I didn’t recognize it when it parked next to me, and I was still standing on the curb looking forward to it.

"Di-"

Huo Xiao honked the horn, lowered the car window to look at me, "Get in the car."

I looked at him through the car window, "Brother, you are so fast, I just came out of home."

Huo Xiao didn't care about my dog ​​legs, and even satirized me: "That's because you're too slow, get in the car, and I'll see where you are allergic."

I got into the co-pilot seat as promised, and lowered my head to show him the back of my neck.

Because I was in a hurry to go out, my hair was sloppy, and the ends of my hair were barely touched, so it is still a little damp now.

Huo Xiao stretched out his hand to lift the end of my hair, poked the back of my neck lightly with his fingertips: "It's red."

"Yeah," I complained to him, and I reached out and scratched the back of my neck, "I'm itching to death."

Huo Xiao patted me on the back of my hand, "Don't scratch, put on your seat belt, I'll take you to the hospital."

I fastened my seat belt, watched Huo Xiao start the car, and suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten dinner yet, so I called him: "Brother, brother."

Huo Xiao wore glasses and focused on the road: "Say."

"Are you hungry? After seeing the doctor, take me out for dinner. I want to eat chicken feet."

It’s not that I’m too greedy, it’s mainly because I’m going to Chu Yanting’s studio to practice dancing in a few days, and Xia Liang will definitely let me control my diet. When I was in college, I was greedy and almost every time I went on stage Before that, I was forced to go on a diet for a period of time, especially at the graduation party in my senior year. In order to make me look better when I was on stage, the teacher strictly controlled my three meals a day. I ate shredded cabbage for three days in a row. I almost don't want to live.

Xia Liang may not force me to eat cabbage and broccoli for three meals a day, but it is certain that I should pay attention to my food intake.

So I have to eat a couple of good meals before practice.

Huo Xiao didn't know what I was about to face, and he had an unreasonable look on his face: "Huo Chun, can you think of something other than eating all day long?"

I have long understood that Huo Xiao is a donkey, and he has to be touched along its fur.

So I stretched out my hand to poke his arm, and muttered in a low voice: "Chicken feet, chicken feet."

The car just arrived at the intersection, and while waiting for the green light, Huo Xiao gave me a glare: "Don't make trouble while driving."

"Then you take me to eat chicken feet?"

"..."

Huo Xiao was probably speechless to me, so he just said: "Go to the hospital to see the neck first."