Skill Replicator

Chapter 0191: Ma Ge asks for words

The staff took them to the backstage and came to the dressing room.

“Do some makeup for these two gentlemen.” The staff member ordered.

“Okay.” The makeup artist nodded and said.

“Why don’t you come first.” The makeup artist glanced at Wang Tao and the bee, and then said when he saw the bumps on the bee’s face.

“Okay, trouble you.” Bee said.

“Can I make it myself?” Wang Tao asked the makeup artist.

“Do you usually make up by yourself?” the makeup artist asked strangely.

No wonder she has such a question. Wang Tao is now in a bare-faced state. In her opinion, she should not be a person who likes makeup.

“I don’t usually put on makeup myself, but I have studied it seriously, and once turned it into a girlfriend.” Wang Tao said with a smile.

“It’s okay, you can make it yourself. If there is a problem, I will fix it for you.” Seeing him say this, the makeup artist nodded.

In fact, Wang Tao’s foundation is not bad, even the makeup is very simple.

The bee only saw Wang Tao skillfully take out pieces of cosmetics from the workbench, and then apply them to his face. He was extremely admired in his heart. If you know these cosmetics, he can’t name many of them.

Within a few minutes, Wang Tao finished his makeup.

“Yes, your craftsmanship feels better than mine! After you have changed it like this, the facial features have become a lot more three-dimensional, and the charm value is at least +10!” The makeup artist glanced in surprise and said.

“It’s nothing. I think this makeup is similar to the decoration. For the decoration of a rough room, you must first level it with mortar, just like applying foundation, then hang putty, which is BB cool, and finally apply paint.” Wang Tao sat there laughing- Said.

“It’s the first time I heard someone talk about makeup and decoration together, but what you said makes sense.” The makeup artist said with a smile.

Soon the bee’s makeup was finished. In fact, the biggest problem for him was that he had a lot of acne on his face. Since Wang Tao’s system was activated, his body became better, his endocrine system was also normal, his physical fitness improved, and he went down again. , The appearance value has naturally risen a lot.

After a while, the staff came to call them.

Wang Tao and the bee stand together, as if one is a white-collar worker who is already working, and the other is like a college student.

Wang Tao wears a slim long woolen coat with a woolen sweater underneath, slacks and leather shoes. It looks like he is about thirty years old and has a successful career.

On the other hand, bees, wearing jeans, down jackets, and sneakers, look like college students.

“The following superstar is the signing ceremony. Netwen has developed to this day one after another loud names appear in our ears. Each of their names represents a legend in the online literature industry. Today, our reading network will sign two new ones. Platinum writers. The number of platinum writers will also reach 20. Let us invite Mr. Song Deyuan, the president of Reading.com, and Nongfu Shanquan, the author of Yingjie’s Blade, and the all-around master author Bee!”

With the applause of everyone, Wang Tao and the bee stepped onto the stage together.

The two shook hands with Song Deyuan and then took pictures.

The next step is the signing ceremony. In fact, the contract has already been signed. This is just a cutscene.

Wang Tao picked up his pen, signed his name on the paper, and exchanged it with Song Deyuan and re-signed.

After the signing, Wang Tao and Bee alone took a group photo with Song Deyuan, holding the red paper notebook.

“Farmer, please wait a minute.” Wang Tao and Phalaenopsis were about to leave, and then Wang Tao was stopped by Wu Xin.

“I heard that the farmer prepared a program greatly. I don’t know what program it is, can you tell me about it.” Wu Xin asked with a smile.

“Let’s sing.” Wang Tao thought for a while and said.

“This is not good. Everyone knows that you sing well, so I want to change to another show and show off other talents.” Wu Xin shook his head and said.

“Then, why not write a few words.” Wang Tao thought for a while and said.

“This is okay, but a few words can’t work. We, Mr. Ma, really like Bai Daxia’s novel “Xia Ke Xing”, so if we want to ask you for a picture, we write Li Bai’s Xia Ke Xing.” Wu Xin said with a smile.

Wang Tao glanced at Brother Ma sitting below with some confusion.

Marco stood up, and then stepped onto the stage.

“I saw a character uploaded by a netizen before and saw that it was written by you. I think your calligraphy is very good, so I want to ask you for this character. I don’t know if it is possible.” Ma Ge took the microphone. Said.

“Then I will show my ugliness.” Since Ma Ge said so, Wang Tao naturally stopped rejecting it.

Soon a staff member raised a large table with rice paper spread on it, and another staff member brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The photographer came to the stage carrying the camera.

“What font does Ma always want?” Wang Tao started the 7th level calligraphy skills, and then asked Ma Ge.

“Run the book.” Ma Ge said.

Wang Tao nodded and saw the original sentence of the poem placed on the table very considerately.

Wang Tao was grinding and looking at the poem. After a while, he grabbed the brush and tried it twice on a piece of prepared paper.

After mastering the softness and hardness of the brush, he dipped the ink, then lifted the pen and began to write on the paper.

“Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Goushuang Xueming…”

“He writes this character really well!” An author who likes calligraphy below saw the characters written by Wang Tao on the big screen and said in surprise.

“It’s more than good, I think it’s better than what some calligraphers write.” An author who likes calligraphy next to him said.

“The structure of this writing, the stroke of this word, really corresponds to that sentence, the iron drawing silver hook.” There are also writers who know how to appreciate it.

Ma Ge stood beside Wang Tao, very happy in his heart. Originally, he only thought that Wang Tao’s handwriting was quite good, so he had this idea temporarily.

Unexpectedly, there are still gains. Wang Tao’s handwriting is better than the one he asked someone to find a calligrapher to write. This person is really amazing, and his writing is so good. If he didn’t know his age, even a dozen-year-old gentleman would have believed it.

No, the old gentleman can’t write such strokes. The front seems to be broken out of paper, showing its sharp edge, which is in line with the artistic conception of this poem.

Sitting in the auditorium, Li Xiuyan also has beautiful eyes, but the deeper she touches, the more she discovers that he is unfathomable, and she didn’t expect to be able to write such a good hand.

At this annual meeting, the ball was broadcast live on the Internet, and the barrage on the Internet immediately became dense.

“I’m really convinced, so I just want to ask, what is it that he won’t?”

“It feels like I have learned calligraphy for more than ten years in vain.”

“It’s ridiculous, how do you know that people have not studied for more than ten years?”

Soon a work of more than 90 characters was completed. With a smile on his face, Ma Ge subconsciously asked: “Can I use the seal?”

“My seal is not attached.” Wang Tao said with a smile.

Brother Ma also smiled, thinking that he was anxious, and immediately said: “If you can, come to my hotel tomorrow, let’s talk.”

“Okay.” Wang Tao would of course be willing to be able to chat with the boss, nodding immediately.

The two picked up the picture, one held it aside, unfolded it, and showed it to everyone.