Hello Teacher Fan
At the entrance of the women's restroom, the young conference staff passed by Fan Xiaoxiao and hurriedly greeted her with fear. As the words fell, the latter rushed into the restroom as if avenging her father's murder, not even giving her eyes.
Standing at the door in a daze, with eyebrows and a polite smile on his face, he angrily said, "Did you provoke me
The female host happened to be taking a break and happened to pass by. She immediately walked over and pulled up the conference girl, saying, "Let's go quickly
The young and energetic person at the conference, taking small steps backwards without hesitation, said, "Did I offend her? I just greeted her and said hello, it's polite, and I'm not angry with her on stage! At such an old age, I have no tolerance at all
Alright, just say a few words. That's how she is, "the host whispered." I've dealt with her before. When she's good, she treats you so well that it makes you goosebumps, even closer than your own mother. When she's not good, you're just a bug. Even if you hide too slowly and block her path, it won't work
They thought the sound was very low, but in reality, the bathroom had been in disrepair for a long time, and the door was not tightly closed, allowing every word to enter without omission.
Fan Xiaoxiao stood in front of the mirror with a heavy face like water.
In any case, she is no longer young. No matter how thick the concealer is, it cannot cover the increasingly deep grooves on her face. The wrinkles that grow out cannot be smoothed back in any case. Her eyes will gradually become turbid and her cheeks will gradually become loose.
Compared to her physical weakness, what she couldn't bear more was that she began to lose her authority and influence.
Even Jiang Bo, who was raised like a pet dog, dared to escape from her.
What else can she keep?
Fan Xiaoxiao feels that her life is like an old car that has been in disrepair for a long time. The brakes are becoming less and less responsive. In the past, she could easily retract and release the road with just a little pressure, but now she can't stop the depression and castration with all her strength.
Cannot tolerate, absolutely cannot tolerate.
Ms. Fan suddenly felt nervously out of her makeup bag. Her hands trembled as if she were addicted to drugs. Then she took out powder and began to paste them on her face hungrily, revealing the intoxication and relief of an addict when he smoked a big cigarette. But in a moment, she pasted her face into a white wall. Fan Xiaoxiao, like a mosquito who had only sucked blood, left the bathroom contentedly and walked to the organizing committee backstage.
When the halftime was over and the second round of the game began, Qilian saw the strange smile on Fan Xiaoxiao's extraordinary face from a distance. He couldn't help but furrow his brow and went out of the back seat to find Jiang Bo in the corner, sitting silently next to Teacher Jiang.
As the host took the stage to announce the start of the second round of the competition, Qilian lowered her voice and said, "I don't know anyone in your stylist industry. I can't say anything about the competition, but if you want to deal with that woman, I can still help
Jiang Bo's profile disappeared completely in the darkness, and he remained silent after listening.
After a while, he slowly and softly said, "Thank you
Qilian took off her glasses, wiped them slowly, and then sighed, "You don't need to thank me, I heard that you didn't plan on doing anything to her
Jiang Bo propped his elbows on his knees and clasped his lips with ten fingers, making a prayer gesture that was both firm and fragile.
Without her, I wouldn't be where I am today. "This time, Jiang Bo remained silent for a longer period of time before speaking with a tone of regret.
If it weren't for Fan Xiaoxiao, he might have grown up to the age of eighteen in the welfare home, becoming a man who is both inferior and inferior.
His grades may be average, not related to being a "genius", and he may not be able to get into any good universities. Those who are not good usually cannot afford to attend. The biggest possibility in life is probably to learn a technology... electrician, fitter, or maybe cook - to make a living, and then he will disappear from the crowd and get married and have children solidly.
To some extent, Fan Xiaoxiao destroyed him and also achieved him.
Jiang Bo cannot say which kind of life he would prefer to choose, because he has never had the power of choice from beginning to end.
I am a cowardly person, "he whispered to Qilian," I'm sorry, thank you
The lights on stage were bright, and the remaining eight contestants entered one by one. The applause from the audience rang out again, and Jiang Bo's "thank you" disappeared into it, almost inaudible.
The host began to announce the rules of the second round of the competition, and the two of them coincidentally closed their mouths.
Host: "Now, let's welcome our models in
Except for Jiang Xiaoyuan, all the other contestants who can stand on this stage have their background, and of course, they can obtain information through various channels in advance. Only she is kept in the dark. She turned her head curiously and almost collapsed - only to see that these models were truly exceptional and unique.
I don't know where the organizing committee dug up this group of people, men, women, children, tall, short, fat, and thin. There are chubby girls under 1.5 meters tall, middle-aged and elderly women with eyebrows and lips full of the aesthetic taste of the last century on their faces... and a young man over 1.85 meters tall, big and thick, who somehow mixed in.
Host: "There are eight questions here
Eight inexplicable propositions were displayed on the big screen, all of which were poetic lines such as "Lang rode a bamboo horse and played with green plums around the bed" and "There are beautiful women in the north, who have been passed down for generations and are independent".
Each of these eight themes corresponds to a model, "the host said." So from now on, let's ask the eight contestants to rank according to their scores in the first round. Those with higher scores have priority to choose the topic for your second round of competition
Fan Xiaoxiao in the audience pursed her lips and smiled.
The second round was originally intended for the contestants to randomly draw lots, but she changed it to let the one with higher scores choose first - in fact, the latter was not unfair at all, the only problem was that except for Jiang Xiaoyuan, everyone else in the field knew the exam questions through other channels in advance. Using ranking as a multiple-choice question, for the eighth ranked Jiang Xiaoyuan, it is equivalent to erasing her last chance of fair competition.
Jiang Xiaoyuan has no idea, she has no choice, what others have left is what they want.
Others left her with the phrase 'there is a beautiful woman in the north, who is left behind and independent', which was very painful to hear. At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyuan's female intuition, which had been sleeping for more than 20 years, trembled and flashed through her existence.
When the model was revealed, she was shocked to find that her premonition had come true. Her model was the burly and muscular man.
The whole room burst into laughter, and the burly model awkwardly scratched his own hair, with an indescribable innocence.
Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."
She felt that it was much easier to turn this person into a panda than a "beauty".
Qilian frowned. After a moment of thought, he knew in his heart that such a competition with predetermined quotas could not have leaked the questions in advance. Since everyone knew what followed each question tacitly, how could something like choosing based on scores happen?
He quickly lowered his hair and sent a text message, asking someone to help him inquire in the background who made the last-minute changes to the competition rules.
Jiang Bo frowned and said, "Men's styling is her weakness
Jiang Xiaoyuan, after all, did not have a formal education background. Although she had been attending classes in school for a long time, most of her experience came from interning with Jiang Bo. Nine out of ten of Jiang Bo's clients are female, and the male clients he meets either require stage styling or large clients attending important occasions. The former has little reference value, while the latter is usually personally handled by Teacher Jiang.
Jiang Xiaoyuan's real hands-on styling for men is probably only the buy one get one free groom makeup... If that kind of perfunctory thing can also be called "styling".
Besides, this topic is so bizarre.
The only common ground between this big man and the 'beautiful woman' is that they both belong to the human family, the human genus, and the human race.
On stage, the host asked Jiang Xiaoyuan, "Lucky contestant number twelve, can you talk about your current feelings
Jiang Xiaoyuan was actually very bitter in her heart, but under Fan Xiaoxiao's gaze, she had to pretend to be open-minded and said with a suave demeanor, "I think we can go to the door to buy a lottery ticket after the game today. If we become prosperous, we can just fire the boss and never have to work again
There are few who have more say than Jiang Xiaoyuan on how to pretend to be a big onion and garlic clove. With her expertise, she covered up both acquaintances and strangers, and the audience burst into laughter. Two bosses in the back row were lying with guns at the same time.
Mr. Qi: "..."
Mr. Jiang snorted coldly and said, "It's out of tune
Jiang Xiaoyuan, who was both indifferent and distressed, led her bear like model out of the stage.
Each contestant only has fifty minutes, and Jiang Xiaoyuan is not lacking in insight. She scanned around and found that others had even prepared their plans in advance, so she understood what was going on.
She found it strange that the organizing committee's Gang of Four judges were so kind in giving her a high score in the first round and waited here for a long time. They had caused such a big stir online before, and if her carefully prepared first round was rejected, she might have caused some trouble again. Instead of letting her pass first, she would have been convinced in the second round.
The other contestants are already busy and bustling, while Jiang Xiaoyuan is staring at her own model with big eyes.
Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Big brother, are you a professional
The man said, "Hehe, I am in charge of equipment maintenance in our theater. I came to fill up their scenes temporarily, three hundred a day
Jiang Xiaoyuan gave a bitter smile.
The man added, 'But girl, don't make me too invisible, otherwise I'll have to ask the organizing committee for extra money and mental damages.'.
Why don't we just dress him up as a polar bear.
More than forty minutes later, the audience who had gone out for free activities came back one after another, waiting for the follow-up of the competition. However, Jiang Bo, who had been sitting still, suddenly stood up and wanted to leave.
Qilian gave him a strange look and said, 'Why are you going?'
Let's go, "Jiang Bo said," there are still many things to do over there. I booked a flight for tonight. It's not much fun to waste time here, I went to the airport early
Qilian: "Aren't you looking at the results
Jiang Bo: "It looks the same. Styling design is a matter of one minute on stage and ten years off stage. You can see how long she spent on her previous plan. It's not realistic to improvise and try to come up with a plan, let alone this question
Slow down, slow down. "Qilian reached out and grabbed him. Teacher Jiang was a delicate and weak man who wished his cell membrane could be thinner than others. Qilian pulled him back to his chair with a loud" clang ".
Jiang Bo: "..."
If Qilian were not the major shareholder of Nirvana Studio at this stage, he would definitely make this person regret having grown claws now.
Let's take a look first, maybe there's a miracle, "Qilian said calmly.
Jiang Bo is a rational pessimist, and Qilian used to be one of them. Many people have interacted with each other so many times in the wind, rain, and scorching sun, and all kinds of tricks are well understood. Many things do not need to be tried personally, and the results can be known by just looking at the clues.
They are all too smart and too rational.
However, Qilian is different from Jiang Bo in that Qilian is a person who has witnessed miracles with his own eyes.
The people who went out to rest have almost returned, and the host went down to touch up their makeup and also rushed back to warm up the scene.
Everyone may not be able to wait any longer, "the host's style bounced up and down in a flamboyant manner," but there's still a little time left. Let me take you to the backstage for a peek first. It should only be the finishing work left. Who is the situation that everyone most wants to see
The audience watched the excitement and didn't mind the big deal, saying in unison, "Number 12
Host: "Okay, let's see how the 'Beauty' on the 12th is prepared
The command was immediately transmitted to the background, and a shaking camera appeared on the big screen. Jiang Xiaoyuan had a colorful hand and waved it straight towards the camera, saying, "Don't show me the face, don't show me, otherwise I won't be surprised later
The camera flickered and the model not far away was sitting on a chair almost shirtless. There seemed to be something on her body, and before anyone could see it clearly, Jiang Xiaoyuan pulled the curtain to block it. Her face was covered in some unknown paint, and she was so colorful that she made a funny face at the camera, extremely professional.
Jiang Bo raised his eyebrows and his previously absent-minded gaze suddenly converged: 'Is she doing body painting?'
The atmosphere on site became lively, and the host cut off contact with the backstage. The timer began to knock down on the big screen, and as the judges whispered, the lights dimmed. The second round of models went on stage for a runway show.