The makeup artist held a makeup brush with dexterous hands, and dipped a little eyeshadow on it, "Bei Shen, please raise your head a little bit."
"Okay, sorry for the trouble."
The man sitting in front of the dressing table raised his chin slightly.
The moment he raised his eyes, that handsome face was clearly reflected in the mirror.
The clear eyebrows and eyes are warm and moist, the bridge of the nose is high, and the outline is sharp and clear.
This is a well-known handsome man in the entertainment industry, few people can match him.
Every time the make-up artist looked at that face, he felt ashamed, and for the 10,000th time, he said with emotion: "Bei Shen, I didn't say that, with your looks, it's okay to rely on your face for a living, but you sing so well, you This is not leaving a way for others to survive."
Zhanbei smiled politely. He didn't know what he thought of, his eyes were in a trance for a moment, "You just think my singing is good."
"Does anyone still think that your singing is not good? How is this possible." The makeup artist looked disbelieving.
"Really." Zhanbei raised his eyes, said indifferently, and didn't say much.
Naturally, the makeup artist would not ask so many questions.
The moment the makeup artist stopped, the screen of the mobile phone on the dressing table lit up.
Accompanied by a crisp WeChat notification tone.
Zhanbei thanked the makeup artist politely, picked up his phone, and glanced up casually.
Three seconds later, the man with exquisite stage makeup made a silly move and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
As soon as the makeup artist put away the makeup tools, she turned her head and saw Zhanbei's movements, and hurriedly said: "Bei Shen, this makeup has fine shimmer, it's best not to rub it."
The makeup artist's opening was still a few seconds late. After Zhanbei rubbed his eyes, he couldn't help rubbing them again.
That's all.
The corner of the makeup artist's mouth twitched.
What's going on with Beishen today.
Having participated in large-scale evening parties so many times, I think I should have a clear understanding of the attention to stage makeup, how could I make such a low-level mistake.
Could it be that something big happened?
"Xiao Wu, help me find out the name of the person who sent me this message. I'm afraid I'm dazzled." Zhanbei stared at the phone screen with dark eyes.
Not for a moment.
A makeup artist named "Xiao Wu" came over and read out the note to that person on Zhanbei's WeChat, "Yuebai."
Xiao Wu's voice stopped abruptly halfway.
He seemed to suddenly understand why Zhan Bei rubbed his eyes.
Because it was Yuebai who sent the message!
Moon White!
God-level arranger, god-level lyricist.
The word god level is no exaggeration.
It can be said that Zhanbei is now popular all over the country, and Yuebai has played a vital role in it.
Every song and dance written by Yuebai for Zhanbei can't fault it at all, and it perfectly fits Yuebai's voice and voice.
A perfect blend of the two.
Someone once said that there are tens of millions of voices in the world, but only Yuebai's arrangement and lyrics make people feel that these words and songs can only be sung by Zhanbei.
It's a pity that Yuebai is too low-key.
No one knows what he looks like.
Many people have tried to find Yuebai to arrange and write lyrics, but every time they ended up without a problem.
I don't know how many people envy Zhanbei's good luck, being able to take Yuebai under his command.
In the past, Xiao Wu, the makeup artist, also thought so.
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Just now he thought he accidentally saw the wechat content sent by Yuebai.
I really dislike Zhanbei.
So Could it be that Zhanbei begged Yuebai with a shameless face?
Here Xiao Wu is still thinking in a mess, while Zhan Bei has already sat upright and is seriously replying to Yuebai¡ª¡ª
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