Fake play with girl group C for real [Entertainment]

The next afternoon, Han Tianshuang went to the company to put on makeup early.

The makeup artist held her face in her hands and praised her full of praise: "Tianshuang, your skin condition is really good, it feels like you can really wring it out! And with this foundation, tsk tsk tsk, you can go to the live broadcast without makeup gone."

That's natural, and I don't even look at how much the skin care products she put on in the past two days add up.Han Tianshuang thought so in his heart, but there was still a flawless smile on his face: "How can it be, Sister Ma, you praise me so much that I feel embarrassed."

Before you put on makeup, you have to choose the clothes you will wear at night.Anyway, there was plenty of time, so Han Tianshuang rummaged through the assortment of coat racks, but he couldn't find anything he was satisfied with after searching for a long time.

At this time, there was a knock at the door, as if someone pushed the door, and then He Mingyang came in alone.

The stylist saw her and greeted her warmly: "Mingyang is here, just in time, you and Tianshuang should choose the hairstyle first."

Han Tianshuang's hands on the hanger froze, and he lost his mood of picking and choosing slowly.

Seeing that He Mingyang walked up to her, she casually grabbed the skirt closest to her, told the stylist that she had chosen it, and turned around to enter the fitting room.

Seeing her anxious back, He Mingyang's eyes revealed a not so obvious trace of disappointment.

In the fitting room, Han Tianshuang changed into a skirt, then walked out of the cubicle, staring in a daze at the mirror.

In the embarrassing situation just now, she took one and ran away. In fact, it was only after she got up that she realized that this suit didn't really suit her.

Not to mention that this red dress is obviously prepared for parties and other occasions, and it doesn't match the live broadcast at all, and it doesn't say that the dark red tone is very inconsistent with her usual gentle style. The skirt is as high as her thighs The slit design in the middle makes it basically lose the chance to appear in the live broadcast.

Obviously, the designer who designed this skirt did not consider that the person wearing it needs to sit down, so if Han Tianshuang wears it to live broadcast and sits for nearly two hours, then the chance of accidentally disappearing is as high as 80.00%.

Han Tianshuang is actually not that resistant to experimenting with sexy styles, but she doesn't want to be on the hot searches because she's gone, not at all.

But she has already changed, and it seems even more embarrassing to choose again now, and she will meet He Mingyang... Han Tianshuang thought bitterly, wondering if the company can agree with her marketing strategy, wearing #汉天眠dress Safety pants# is on the hot search.

When she was troubled, He Mingyang was also standing aside, observing her silently.

Han Tianshuang in front of the mirror was wearing a long wine red dress, the skirt reached the floor, her skin was as white as snow, her lips were spotless and vermilion, echoing her long black hair casually draped over her shoulders.

The most eye-catching thing is the slit on the side of her skirt that goes up to the heel of her leg. The slit is facing He Mingyang's direction, revealing a section of snow-white leg. Her whole body is only in three tones of black, white and red, so beautiful Like a painting.

Because Han Tianshuang is going to come to the company to put on makeup today, Han Tianshuang is still in a state of bare makeup, but plain makeup can't cover her delicate facial features. Her brows are slightly frowned on that beautiful face, as if thinking of something unpleasant.

Beauty is a deterrent. The moment He Mingyang saw Han Tianshuang like this, his heart stopped for a moment. When he regained his calm, a dark thought popped up in his heart.

Han Tianshuang can't appear in the live broadcast like this, and be exposed to the eyes of all fans, media and even passers-by. It's best to be the only one who can see Han Tianshuang like this.

...Wait, what was she thinking?

He Mingyang was startled by the flash of dark thoughts in his heart, then suppressed this unexplained emotion, picked up a suit of clothes she had picked out a long time ago, and walked towards Han Tianshuang.

Han Tianshuang was worrying about his mistakes, when suddenly there was another figure in the mirror.

Seeing that person's face, Han Tianshuang subconsciously froze for a moment, and then saw He Mingyang pursed his lips, as if a little sad.

Han Tianshuang seemed to be covering up his gaffe, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

He Mingyang handed her the two hangers in his hand: "Try this."

When Han Tianshuang saw it, it was a red puff-sleeved top with white pencil pants, which belonged to the style she usually skipped when picking it out. She couldn't help but suspect He Mingyang's aesthetic vision.

But no matter what, this suit was better than the awkward evening dress she was wearing, so Han Tianshuang didn't refuse, took it directly, and went into the dressing room.

After coming out of the dressing room, Han Tianshuang froze in place when he saw himself in the mirror.

Frankly, she didn't have high hopes for the suit, as long as the overall effect was passable, so when she saw the final effect, she was visually shocked.

The design of the puff sleeves modified her narrow shoulders without looking too abrupt. The red top set off her plain complexion and formed a clever contrast with the pants underneath.

This is a style that Han Tianshuang has never tried before, but it unexpectedly suits her.

He Mingyang looked at her expression from the side, knowing that Han Tianshuang was very satisfied with this suit, so he let go of his worries.

Noticing that there were gratifying eyes cast on him, Han Tianshuang turned his head slightly, looked at He Mingyang, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you, it suits me very well."

Her feelings were very clear. Although she had a conflict with He Mingyang, she couldn't get over this page in her heart for the time being, but He Mingyang helped her, so she naturally wanted to thank him.

"You're welcome," He Mingyang's face showed a trace of embarrassment, as if he didn't expect her to say that, "I happened to see this when I was picking out clothes just now, as long as it fits."

Why can't I come across such a coincidence?Han Tianshuang sighed in her heart, but think about it, even if she saw this suit, she would ignore it because of the inconsistent style.

That being said, He Mingyang really did her a big favor.

Han Tianshuang swept across the empty hands of the other party, and asked casually, "Then what about the clothes you picked?"

He Mingyang was slightly taken aback by her question: "Ah, I haven't chosen yet."

"That's it, then you choose slowly, I'll go make up first." Han Tianshuang nodded at her.

Looking at He Mingyang's leaving back, Han Tianshuang couldn't help showing a trace of regret.

If He Mingyang is willing, she must pay to hire him as her styling consultant, or if she is a friend, at least she can freely ask for her advice on dressing in the future.

However, He Mingyang doesn't care about her little money at all. The way of friends will no longer work in the future.what a shame.

He Mingyang returned to the middle of the coat rack, flipped through a few racks at random, and chose his own style.

She doesn't have high requirements for styling, and she can finish the selection very quickly. The previous selection time was basically spent on the two clothes for Han Tianshuang.

Because he felt that Han Tianshuang would be very suitable to wear, He Mingyang rummaged around and found the most suitable size for Han Tianshuang among similar styles.

Judging from the final effect, Han Tianshuang was really happy.

That's good.

He Mingyang picked up the clothes he had chosen for himself and walked to the dressing room.

Han Tianshuang closed her eyes and let the make-up artist smear on her face. After a while, she felt someone coming over and sitting next to her.

Then He Mingyang's voice rang in her ears: "How are you preparing?"

Han Tianshuang didn't open his eyes, and replied flatly: "It's okay."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end here, like strangers who had nothing to say.

After the tedious styling was done, it was time to start the live broadcast.

Han Tianshuang and He Mingyang sat on two chairs, with a table in front of them, and a camera facing them in front of the table.

Neither of them showed any expression, Han Tianshuang didn't want to speak, while He Mingyang didn't know what to say, an invisible embarrassment spread between them.

At the end of the countdown, the camera's red indicator light slowly lit up, and the staff made a gesture to them behind their backs, signaling the start.

Han Tianshuang looked at the camera and smiled softly: "Can everyone hear me?"

A wave of confirmation bullet screens flew by, and Han Tianshuang naturally leaned forward and leaned on He Mingyang's shoulder.

Her soft hair brushed over her shoulders, Han Tianshuang ignored He Mingyang's unnatural stiffness, and smiled brightly at her, revealing two small dimples: "I'm going to live broadcast with Mingyang today, it's rare to live broadcast It's just the two of us, are you happy?"

Business status, open.

In her soft smile like spring water, He Mingyang blinked his eyes very slowly.

The author has something to say: If Tianshuang knew that Ming Yang was amazed by her flaming red dress.

Tianshuang: I knew it, she really has bad eyesight.

Ming Yang: I can do it, I can do it very well.