[Lao Jiumen] Qin and Se are in control, so be quiet

The small gathering with Guan Yinping ended before lunch, and she wanted to ask her to stay at the house for lunch, but she said that her Buddha was waiting for her to go back at home, so she would make an appointment another day.Another day, another day, maybe it's time to eat her child's full moon wine!I smiled and took Taohua and Guan Yinping to part at the intersection. When I was leaving, I was forced to pack a bag of snacks and said that I must take it back, or else I would not give her face.

Okay, take it with you, respect is worse than obedience.

I asked Taohua to go home with her things first, but I went for a slow walk to the Liyuan. Although I knew that there would be no operas in the Liyuan at this time, there was someone who would definitely be there.

The front door of Liyuan is usually reserved for guests to pass through, so I follow their habit to enter and exit from the back door.The second master was really here, but he just sat in front of the stage in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.I didn't intend to disturb him, and quietly returned to the backstage, where I continued my usual little entertainment, Huadan.

But, there are no eggs to draw today, so what should I draw?

I held the wolf hair and propped my chin up without any clue, so I could only hold it like this until I accidentally raised my head and looked in the mirror before the inspiration broke out.

That's right, I don't have eggs to draw today, so why don't I draw myself?

The hills overlap and the gold is extinguished

Clouds on the temples want to be fragrant and snowy on the cheeks

Lazy to draw crescent eyebrows

make up late

Front and rear mirrors

flowers face each other

Xintie embroidered Luo Ru

Double Golden Partridge

When I do my makeup, I usually hum this song "Bodhisattva Man", because only this song can make me calm down and paint my eyebrows and eyes slowly.I am used to painting theatrical makeup, and I can do daily makeup easily, but the only trouble is that I don't know how to paint daily eyebrows. I often slipped my hands and painted them like when I was singing.Simply, do not draw eyebrows.

However, at the moment when I picked up the eyebrow pencil and put it down again, a voice suddenly sounded from behind: Why don't you draw your eyebrows?

Because, the drawing will be crooked.I looked through the mirror at the man standing behind me.

When Cong Jinghao just appeared behind him, Er Yuehong had recovered, but he was still sitting there, thinking she would come over and sit beside him, but this guy turned around and left.His eyes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little. In the end, he chose to stand up slowly and walk to the backstage, to see what this guy who couldn't bear to disturb him was doing there.

Er Yuehong knew that she liked to draw facial makeup on eggs, but today he just forgot to leave an egg on the makeup table in the background.So seeing her sitting there in a daze with some disappointment, he wanted to call her several times, but he held back after all.Because he found that she suddenly became energetic, and began to paint and paint on his face while humming a little song.

That little song is very pleasant to listen to. Apart from being able to tell that the lyrics are from "Bodhisattva Man", the tune is also the first time I've heard it.Er Yuehong just stood there silently, watching her paint her eyes, but she didn't see her eyebrows.So he asked: Why not thrush?

Why not draw?It's because I don't know how to draw my own eyebrows, and I can draw them crookedly, so I simply don't draw them.

Er Yuehong approached Jing and looked at her carefully for a while, thinking that she was really not like people of this era, even her makeup was so unique.

Second Master, what are you looking at?

See what it takes to draw you well.

Er Yuehong was really looking at her, but she was not just looking at her.He bent down, gently picked up the eyebrow pencil on the table with his slender fingers and said softly: "Turn around."

Jinghao sat directly on the chair and turned to face Er Yuehong. She raised her chin slightly and closed her eyes so that he could see the whole face clearly.However, Er Yuehong had seen this face for more than ten years, no matter how she looked at it, she could never get tired of it.But now, facing such a similar face, he actually saw a little different feeling.

The tip of the pen wanders from the peak of the eyebrow to the end of the eyebrow, stroke by stroke, sketching lightly.Er Yuehong drew carefully, and at the end of the painting, the tip of the pen unintentionally tapped the corner of Jing Hao's eyes, directly causing her to open her eyes.

I don't know if the second master was unintentional or intentional, but after helping me draw my eyebrows, he clicked on the corner of my eye, which scared me so much that I opened my eyes and turned back to the mirror to see what happened.I thought he was shaking his hands and drawing crookedly, but in fact he drew quite well.That's the last point... I leaned closer to the mirror and looked carefully twice, and said, "Second Master, do you know that I also have such a tear mole on my face."

"Oh? Is that so?" The second master's tone seemed to be a little smug. Obviously, this was just his unintentional masterpiece, but it turned out to be wrong.However, after hearing what I said, Second Master asked curiously, "Do you still remember your own appearance?"

"Remember, I'm a selfie freak, oh, I'm the kind of person who takes a lot of pictures of myself." Speaking of this, my voice became a little excited, but followed by depression, "I just It's a pity that I'm not good at painting portraits, and I can't draw my original appearance, otherwise I can really show the second master what kind of face is called 'how can you grow like this'!"

"Oh, what does it look like?" Second Master asked curiously.

"Grow into an appearance that is naturally suitable for singing in operas." I emphasized word by word, indeed, when I was in college, it was because I had such a face that many people who liked to listen to operas remembered me.

The author has something to say: Bodhisattva really has this song, sung by Yao Beina, anyone who is interested can search it.

In addition, the weekend is here, this is for Friday, I am going to perform on the weekend~ I will write on weekends, but I will not update