When I woke up early in the morning, I was dragged to the locker room to change my clothes. Fortunately, I did it myself. The maids' eyes were so terrible and they looked really gloomy.
I don't know how many items I changed, but Ryoko Jibu and Fenghua Jibu nodded with satisfaction. I really want to change such clothes. It was not very complicated, but if I had to wear them until the night, I would doubt myself. It will be crushed directly and will not grow taller.
After I changed my clothes, it was already noon. I thought I was almost starving to death. Fortunately, a maid brought lunch in so that my stomach would be better.
After lunch, I just started working in the afternoon. I really don’t know what they would do in the afternoon. Women are indeed terrible, and they are not ordinary terrible, regardless of age or young, and their eyes are absolutely terrifying.
Seeing the remaining invitation letters on the table, my eyes became even colder. I asked someone who helped me give me a few pictures to the news department. I really look forward to those who come here and see me, and after seeing me, I will What do you think, I'm really looking forward to it, but I think the expressions of those people should be very interesting.
I was just about to go for a rest, but who knew the door was opened.
"Second Young Master, I am your stylist." Five or six stylists walked in, then pressed me directly in front of the mirror, and began to hold the makeup box and hit me up and down.
It's really troublesome. What makeup do you put on? It's better to have a better personality. Besides, I don't know what it will look like after putting on makeup. I thought that when I was shooting MV, the director had a whim and asked the makeup artist to do it for me. I got some heavy makeup, but when I got out, I was shocked and many people fainted.
Just sitting on the sofa chair and being constantly mocked by those people, I just want to knock all of these people out and then slip away by myself.
The brush is brushed on my face, the foundation is rubbed on my face, and the eyebrow pencils and other things are tidied on my face. I suspect that my skin will become much thicker because of these things.
After about an hour of work, I finally lived out. Then I looked at the person in the mirror and felt helpless. Several stylists also fainted completely. They had never seen such a big difference between putting on makeup and not putting on makeup? It's really terrible.
"Second...Second Master, it's better to wash it." A stylist woke up from the fainting, then looked at me with great difficulty, and finally spoke even harder. After saying that, he was about to fall down.
I nodded, ignored the fainting people around me, and went to the bathroom to slowly wash my face.
"Oh my God, the second young master is really so handsome." A female stylist covered her chest.
"It's not just handsome, it's simply beautiful." A male stylist also looked like a slutty look.
"But how can boys use beauty?"
"Idiot, the second young master has broken through the boundaries between men and women."
"I suddenly felt that the second young master was much more beautiful than the eldest young master."
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Listening to the arguments, my face turned black, and these people were speechless. If they were heard by Jibu, they would definitely get angry, and maybe they would even hit people, which is for sure.
After washing for a long time, I finally washed it, but after I walked out, the stylists fainted again. What is the lotus in the water, what is the pure and charming, and the stylists were sad and angry, why is there such a perfect one? people.
"Drag these people out." I spoke helplessly, and then a few tall bodyguards walked in and took away the people on the ground. I was sweating, but fortunately someone else helped.
Without a stylist, fortunately I can get my hair myself, so I still say the same thing, "Do it out and have enough food and clothing." I took the makeup stuff from the dressing table, wiped it slightly on my face, and then wiped it a little.
The brown eyeshadow, then the purple color of the hair is darker with a spray, which is probably the same as the color of the traces.
Then I hung a black chain necklace. Because it is thicker and more handsome, it looks a little incompatible with me, but it has a kind of incompatible elegance.
After searching for a long time, I finally found the belt. Why did I forget this thing in the corner? I was so careless. I picked up the belt and shook it, then put it on my waist, buckle it gently, and then put it in the mirror.
I took a photo in front of me, and finally I looked much more harmonious now.