"So, you just committed these problems."

"However, the goal has been achieved in general. If these details can be slightly modified, the effect will be better. At least, the persuasiveness will be improved."

"After all, not to mention the mountain gods of Mount Tai, the loyal elders, the other mountain gods may not necessarily believe in a goddess who seems unreliable. You must give them the confidence and calmness to make them agree to do something to you.

Note, choose to join forces with you."

Old Street·Flower Shop.

In the end, A Zhao had a secret talk with the mountain god of Mount Tai for a stick of incense, but still could not regain his memory. After talking about the problems that Jue had just negotiated with, he took a sip of tea to soothe his throat. No matter what his position was, A Zhao found out that he was Wu Zetian.

, confidence in the reliability of one's own experience has skyrocketed.

Probably because I discovered that I seem to be very strong...

Well, no matter what, these experiences are the result of a real struggle.

It is also the only thing that I can use as a bargaining chip to increase my value to everyone on this old street.

The shadow of Nuwa Tu still remains in her heart...

The dagger gifted by the mountain god of Mount Tai and transformed from the cause and effect of a Zen ceremony on Mount Tai is hidden on his body.

This may be her only chance.

Jue recorded all these things one by one, and then seriously thought about how to change them.

A Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "Actually, there is a way to change yourself that is more immediate and effective. I wonder if you are willing to try it?"

"Huh? What?"

"appearance."

A Zhao stretched out a finger and looked at the goddess in front of him.

The refreshing ponytail and the clear and beautiful facial features without applying makeup.

Large, soft eye contour.

Also, I like harmless clothes such as white, light blue, and lotus root.

A Zhao reviewed them one by one based on his own memories of experience and said:

"Don't say that you judge people by their appearance, because when you don't know each other well, appearance and temperament are the first to show. Not everyone is a peerless genius like Zhuge Wuhou, Liuhou Zhang Liang, who can easily grasp people's hearts."

"So, it is very important to give the other person a presupposition of who you are through appearance, temperament, and rumors."

"To leave a good impression?"

"more than."

A Zhao said: "It is based on the purpose, giving information to the other party through appearance and external parts."

The girl stretched out her finger and waved it in front of the goddess in front of her:

"Remember, the information given is what we want the other party to know, do you understand?"

"When the other party's purpose is seen through by us, and what the other party knows about us is what we want the other party to know, it is like a person in a dark room, blinding his sight and hearing. Even a talented person cannot do the job of a small official.

Speaking more broadly, this is also the case many times when officials bring disaster to the country because they are deceived."

"And we can take advantage of this a little bit to control the other party's vision and hearing."

"For example, if you change the simplest image issue now, you can change from the image of 'the goddess like that back then' to the image of 'the calm and fierce Queen Mother of the West'. That Queen Mother of the West will never like white, innocent little girls like Qian Qing.

Is it your favorite color?"

"She likes it."

Taiqi Mountain God and Jue said in unison.

A Zhao: “…………”

She didn’t know why, but this feeling, as if she had encountered a mudslide, that the other party was completely unexpected, gave her an inexplicable feeling of familiarity, and the palms that had been scratched by the sword tingled faintly. She said: "No matter what, we

Give it a try.”

"After you change your image, you can show it to the museum owner."

A Zhao called and found the vodka lady on the attic deck on the second floor of the museum.

'Are you free? I might need your help with something.'

'Ah, this... Actually, I've reached the point of death. The manuscript will be handed in soon, and the fan exhibition will be held soon. My current manuscript is still a little short of it. I'm worried that if I beat them again by then, they might come to visit.

Stew me into pigeon soup, so this time...'

‘It’s Jue who is going to put on makeup.’

‘??! Okay, right away!’

'Isn't it a dead line?'

'As long as you have freedom in your heart, no day is a deadline!'

'That's just a little short of that.'

'I have created a new folder!'

In the flower shop, Jue shook his body a little uncomfortably.

The Vodka Lady and Qin Yuan were nearby.

One hand held a variety of clothes, from cheongsam to Lolita to maid uniform.

There were all kinds of cosmetics in one hand, and his eyes were bright.

Qin Yuan muttered:

"Actually, I also know how to put on makeup. I learned it with great difficulty, so I can be a good person."

The vodka lady asked curiously: "Then you are done?"

The vitality girl Kunlun Divine Beast thought of that stone face, her face hardened, and she gritted her teeth: "No..."

The vodka lady said: "Isn't that just because the beheading was not successful?"

Qin Yuan said in frustration: "Yes, I later discovered that things like beheading men, rings that only last once in a lifetime, limited editions, and high-end products are all capitalist consumption traps that make prices inflated."

High means of harvesting the value of labor.”

“The leek-cutting routine is created through the impact of various information into waves, coercing and influencing people’s emotions and consumption tendencies... The so-called fashion is changing, which means that new leeks can be harvested again, and the added value of these commodities is

It is fiction rather than reality.”

The vodka lady was shocked: "When did you study this?!"

Qin Yuan raised his chin and puffed out his solid chest: "I want to be a capitalist's bird!"

"No, this thing is more like..."

Qin Yuan went to the front to help.

The vodka lady groped her chin and muttered in her heart.

It's more like what people who plan to hang street lights on those people should think about, right?

Why does it feel like she didn't notice at all? What book has this guy been reading recently...

The phone vibrated.

Someone in the group asked when my wife would finish painting.

The vodka lady replied casually: 'It's almost done. It'll be finished soon. Really, I'm just painting and painting.'

I turned off my phone and saw a bunch of pigeon emoticons on it.

The girl felt a little guilty and comforted herself by saying that the folder had been created.

I've worked very hard.

How can a creator not be a dove?!

It doesn't exist, it doesn't exist, it's all false.

Qin's original plan to put makeup on Jue was ruthlessly rejected.

After A Zhao washed Jue's face, he asked Tai Qi Shan Shen to go outside and watch the door.

Then he stretched out his hand to put makeup on the girl, and his voice softened for some reason, and he said:

"When you meet the gods in the future, you can't just look bare-faced. It's praiseworthy that those in power don't have any airs. And the reason why this is praiseworthy is because they are usually under a lot of pressure, so they can gain people's hearts by letting go of their airs.

It’s not that there is no shelf itself.”

"Therefore, some means are also necessary."

Jue nodded, and then said softly: "I understand..."

"But doesn't that mean that what they approve and recognize is my identity, not 'I'? If it were anyone else's aura that changes and reveals the aura of mythology, they would recognize it. What they recognize is mine after all.

Identity, no one knows me because of me.”

A Zhao paused and said, "Maybe so."
To be continued...