Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

But now this person is completely different.

Murong Feng simply pulled a chair and sat upside down beside Lin Hanzhi, looking at him.

Lin Hanzhi was applying eye shadow to a male model. He was leaning slightly, with a big powder puff on the little finger of his right hand. He took a brush in his hand to draw on the eye socket of the other man, and then took a few from his left hand from time to time. Murong Feng couldn't tell that there was any difference in the brushes, so he chose one to use alternately, and he didn't even have to glance at them when changing tools.

Young Master Murong, who had finding fault written on his face, suddenly seemed lost. Looking at Lin Hanzhi like this, he couldn't take his eyes off for a moment.

Lin Hanzhi opened his mouth and said something in a soft voice. After the model answered, he paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile, and picked up a box of things from the table beside him.

Put the fingertips of the ring finger on it, then tap twice on the corners of the model's eyes, and push it with the middle finger, and then the rest of the palm of the hand is not wasted, tap the middle of the forehead, the bridge of the nose and the chin respectively, and then fade away. Finished off with a matte lipstick.

Murong Feng was a meek person when he met Lin Hanzhi, and occasionally saw him doing makeup for celebrities. Although he was meticulous and patient, and his manners were natural and decent, he always carried an indescribable sluggishness.

But now, in such a tense rhythm, that person still moves in a leisurely manner, but unexpectedly brings out a reassuring and stable momentum. In the chaotic background, there are loud announcements and shouts everywhere. In the surrounding environment, his side is like a small world, and he can't hear any noise around him.

This is a very unflattering smoky makeup. In Murongfeng's eyes, a white face with black eye sockets is really like a ghost. But the strange thing is that when the model took two steps back, his vision was a little blurry. Suddenly, there was a strange and agile feeling.

The tall model was wearing a white shirt with a court style at the moment. The collar was tied irregularly, and three buttons were undone on the back, revealing a light wheat-colored but strong chest. Unassuming but three-dimensional golden dark lines.

The model did not even look in the mirror after she finished her makeup. She picked up a gray-blue short windbreaker on the back of the chair and put it on. Her short flaxen-colored hair seemed to be a somewhat violent and uninhibited hairstyle that she grabbed at random. She then clicked on it. The golden glitter powder makes the already a bit oppressive momentum obviously younger.

The model did not leave after all her makeup was done, she winked at Lin Hanzhi with a pair of panda eyes, as if she was about to read a joke.

As soon as Lin Hanzhi turned his head, he saw Elder Murong who came back to his senses because he also thought that the model had bad intentions for his sheep.

"I'm sorry, I was busy so I didn't pick you up." Lin Hanzhi put down the tools in his hand and walked over, greeting him with a smile.

"..." Murong Feng didn't know where the anger in his stomach had gone, and seeing Lin Hanzhi looking at him tenderly at this moment, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

As for what!Both of them are big men, they were on a business trip for half a month, and they followed them like crazy!So his face froze, not knowing what expression to make.

"The food on the plane is not good, and I have been in the car for so long. I should have taken you to the residence to eat and rest, but I have tossed you to the scene." Lin Hanzhi gently stroked Murong Fengban with his hand With a sad face, "But today may not end until very late, if you have already rested when I go back, then I won't be able to see you again."

...the legendary deflated ball...those grievances piled up...

Well, it was the first young master Murong who suddenly felt his nose was a little sore, and then a little satisfied, and finally all confidence returned... His face suddenly turned red.

"Huh? Is it hot?" Lin Hanzhi picked up a piece of cardboard, fanned him a few times, and asked again: "There is a buffet outside, but it hasn't started yet, why don't we go to the kitchen to get something to eat?"

"Hmph!" Murong Feng curled his lips and turned his head, "Go wash your hands! It smells like powder!"

uh~!It's so coaxing!

He recovered so quickly!Those moments of grievance, shyness and amazement... are not as familiar as the stinky farts that hang on your face all year round!

"The trouble is really long! You can get it done so easily?" Yakai came over and asked Lin Hanzhi in French. If you read correctly, the exchange didn't take more than 2 minutes, and the physical contact was just a touch of the face.

"It seems to be fine now, but I don't know if it will relapse." Maybe it will be better if you are full!

Lin Hanzhi roughly gathered up the scattered cosmetics on the table, looked at Yakai's lotus-colored silk shirt and black blooming trousers, and found a mask: "At important moments, in order not to inadvertently cause him I’m dissatisfied, I’ll introduce you later, Aya, you really have to be the last one to decide what to wear every time.”

The main character who is the most difficult to dress up, has to spare an hour each time to decorate his beautiful face that cannot accept any makeup.

"Hehe, I like your calm, gentle and calm look!" Jacques laughed cheerfully, "By the way, thank you for that face of Sai Sahe." That kind of makeup makes Sai Sahe far away from his status as a person in power. Far away, most people would not associate it with a model.

"Thank you so much that I won't be on stage at the curtain call this time, okay? Please he hates the smell of makeup, I don't want to go back and get rubbed off again."

"..." Jacques looked at him cheerfully, "No!" He didn't care, anyway, it was his birthday, he was the oldest.

Murong Feng came back with a big plate, which was full of food.

Those who can participate in this show are either rich or expensive. Of course, not everyone can take a plate to the backstage full of clothes, but Mr. Murong has Mr. Yakai's access card in his hand...

"Afeng, haven't you eaten today?" Actually, what Lin Hanzhi wanted to ask was whether there was anything to eat in the kitchen now.

Murong Feng eats a lot and quickly, but in fact his movements are very regular and elegant, which is completely inversely proportional to his inexplicable temper.

However, for such an event, the meals are just an embellishment. No socialite and gentleman who is at the forefront of fashion will eat extravagantly when they are photographed by flashlights at any time and will be published in magazines or news the next day. Drinking is not bad. Yes, so I usually don’t prepare too much. If the skylight is opened on the dining table, then Mr. Sessach...

cut!It's not estimated that you are so busy that you don't have time to connect with the uncle, let alone have time to eat!If the uncle is in the kitchen, you can fill up in 3 minutes, okay?

"You dead sheep, you still think I took too much!" Murong Feng was not at all embarrassed, he forked a piece of dim sum and stuffed it into Lin Hanzhi's mouth vigorously.

"You can't eat here—huh? What is this, give me another piece!"

...Don't turn your back so fast, okay?

"Ah Feng, I will touch up and change my makeup later. When the show starts, do you want to watch it backstage or go to the front? If you want to go to the front, I'll ask someone to find you a better seat."

"It's not interesting, I'll be here with you." Murong Feng stared and started immediately, but apart from the first batch of models who were already in place at the door, the others were still flying around.

He was not interested in these exquisite clothes at first, and now he looked at it like this, and he was even less interested.

But he found a problem.

"Why is the coat that man is wearing so familiar!" The model who was talking to the host just now was looking directly at the model who was wearing makeup by Lin Hanzhi.

"Huh?" Lin Hanzhi looked away from the mask he was decorating, "I have that coat too!"

"Is that 'warm' one of yours?" Murong Feng was surprised.

"Well, it's almost the same. Aya said that my vision of clothes is not as precise as his." Lin Hanzhi glanced at Sai Sahe, who was talking to the host, and found a golden pocket watch from nowhere, and went to help He stays on.

"If it was me, I would definitely not match these pants, but you see, the clothes are more energetic when you wear them like this!"

Murong Feng's mind is still struggling with the big wardrobe in the whole room of Lin Hanzhi's house.

Lin Hanzhi was different from the stylists he had ever seen. He didn't have exaggerated shapes that symbolized his professional status, a row of pierced ears, and trousers. ring.

His clothes are all well-regulated, in Murong Feng's words, they are very normal men's clothes.

Twice when he put away the clothes, he flipped through them, and there were almost no brands, so even if the quality was good, he still believed that the sheep's clothes had a good eye.

Now it seems... His coat seems to be more expensive than his whole body!If someone who knew the goods had to go to his closet, he might have to give Lin Hanzhi a house that was exactly the same!

"It hurts!" Lin Hanzhi's face was distorted, and his eyes were wet from the pain. "Why did you do it all of a sudden!"

"Sheep, I don't need others to raise my people!" Murong Feng said viciously.

"I don't spend much money, and I earn enough!" Sheep rubbed his face, his mind was always thinking about the work at hand, but he couldn't figure out why Murong Feng went crazy again.

"Hum!" Just wait and see!Murong Feng thought, and began to think about where the most expensive clothes are sold.