Bo Chenhe's face sank and his voice lowered, "What? You don't want to see me?"
Lin Yiran¡¯s almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, ¡°No way!¡±
She really just asked subconsciously!
Seeing that she was serious, Bo Chenhe stopped teasing her and got down to the topic, "I know from Curtis that you will compete with those old people tomorrow. Are you sure? Let me help you."
"You help me? Help me like this?"
Lin still looked at him, "You don't know how to put on makeup. Do you want to use your money skills to make them resign from Curtis, so that I can win without a fight?"
¡°That¡¯s doable.¡±
Lin Yiran saw that Bo Chenhe had really started to think seriously, and rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Stop it!"
She frowned and said extremely seriously, "Bo Chenhe, I am different from other women. I like to rely on my strength to speak, not on men."
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Bo Chenhe doesn¡¯t think it must be because his money making ability is not enough.
Well, it seems that he still needs to work hard, so his wife doesn¡¯t have to work so hard.
But Fanlin still could vomit three liters of blood if he wanted to know what Bo Chenhe was thinking.
"but¡ª¡ª"
Lin Yiran looked at Bo Chenhe with his eyes suddenly turned down, "You can really help me."
The next day.
Curtis¡¯s studio is bustling with activity.
Ten makeup artists are preparing closely for a competition. Yesterday, Lin Yiran, a newcomer, made bold plans to beat them on the beach.
They had to show her today that in the makeup artist industry, the more qualified you are, the more powerful you are!
In this dense scene, there is only one person who is very leisurely.
Lin was still sitting on the chair, swinging his legs and watching the ten makeup artists rushing back and forth to adjust their makeup if they were not satisfied with it. The model's face turned red from their efforts.
But at this moment, Lin Yiran¡¯s models have not yet appeared.
"Sister Lin, the competition will start in ten minutes. Your model hasn't arrived yet. How will you compete in a while?"
The assistant in the studio looked at it and hurried over to ask.
"Don't let her give up, right?"
Lin Yiran looked at her and smiled, "Don't worry."
Selena, who was closest to her, sneered, "I'm afraid it's useless even if I come."
Ten minutes are up, Lin Yiran¡¯s model hasn¡¯t arrived yet, but the competition has already started.
"May, where is your model?" Curtis looked at the calm Lin Yiran and frowned, "Without a model, you can't compete."
The ten makeup artists standing in a row across from us all showed disdain, "Curtis has nothing to say. She knows she can't defeat us, so she voluntarily admitted defeat."
The words fell, causing a round of ridicule.
Yesterday, I was bold and ambitious to slap many old people in the face, but today I don¡¯t even dare to call the models.
"After all, being embarrassed by one person is like being embarrassed by two people." Selena has always been vicious and rude.
"Who said we have to admit defeat?"
A cold and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded in the air.
Bo Chenhe is wearing difanxi high-end leather shoes, his left hand is in the pocket of his suit pants, and he has a suit jacket on his right wrist. The collar of his white shirt has two or three buttons casually opened, revealing his exquisite and sexy collarbone line.
Looking up, you can see his extremely superior jaw angle. He raised his thin lips and looked at Lin Yiran, "Sorry, I'm late."
"It's not too late, just right."
Lin Yiran smiled, showing his white teeth.
What a handsome, charming man!
Bo Chenhe¡¯s appearance shocked half of the people present.
"Let me introduce you, this is my model." Lin Yiran pointed at Bo Chenhe.
She was in the car last night, and it suddenly occurred to her that the women she drew most were women, and this time she wanted to draw a man.
Selena¡¯s eyes flashed with jealousy, and she pulled back the atmosphere that Lin Yiran had led away, ¡°Curtis, can the game begin?¡±
¡®Cough. ¡¯ Curtis coughed lightly and looked at the makeup artist in front of him, ¡°This time, we¡¯re going to do something a little different in the competition.¡±
He raised his hand and called his assistant, brought up two boxes of things and placed them in front of them.
Opening the two boxes, there is a dazzling array of cosmetics and makeup tools.
But the quantity of each item is completely insufficient.
??Everyone turned their doubtful eyes to ??tis's body.
Curtis then continued, "To test your adaptability, the eleven of you can only use the items in these two boxes to complete your makeup. Whoever has the best completeness and presentation will win. Now draw lots to sort out the makeup tools."
When it came to drawing lots, if Lin Yiran didn¡¯t believe in Curtis¡¯ character, she would have thought that he did it on purpose. She was actually the last one to choose the tool.
This means that she can only choose the remaining ones from the first ten people.
Selena and several other makeup artists looked at Lin Yiran and sneered, taking away all the most important makeup tools without hesitation.
The penultimate makeup artist finally relented and left a lip brush for Lin Yiran.
But even so, Lin still only got four makeup tools: a lip brush, a palette of six-color eye shadow, with purple as the main tone, a black lipstick, and a white eyeliner.
It is completely impossible to complete a makeup look with these things, even daily makeup, let alone stage makeup.
Selena and other makeup artists all looked at Lin Yiran with gloating eyes.
"Well, maybe" Curtis also didn't expect that several of his old men would gang up to bully Lin Yiran.
Take away everything you can use, leaving only some scraps.
Bo Chenhe frowned, very displeased, these people actually excluded his woman!
"Stop comparing, these people are obviously bullying!" Bo Chenhe took Lin Yiran's hand, he didn't want her to be offended.
Lin Yiran held his hand and shook his head gently, "I said, you just need to bring someone over. As long as I don't speak, it means I don't need help."
She has also gone through many battles. Do these people really think they can hit her by giving her such a difficult problem?
It¡¯s not that Lin Yiran couldn¡¯t see that Curtis didn¡¯t say anything, he actually wanted to see what she could do.
¡°Let¡¯s start, time it for one hour.¡± Curtis¡¯ assistant slowly spoke with the timer.
The eleven makeup artists immediately came to their respective dressing tables, where the models were already sitting in a row.
Every dressing table is filled with various tools, but Lin Yiran and Bo Chenhe only have four things in front of them.
Others watching were betting that Selena would win this time. She was lucky. She got the first tool she wanted to use. She got all the tools she wanted to use.
Most of them gathered in front of Selena to look at her makeup.
There are many assistants and apprentices here. This kind of competition is the best opportunity for them to observe, so naturally they cannot let it go.
The bustle of others made Lin Yiran's place more deserted. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com