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Youye listened to Bai Siming's words and stayed at home quietly to recuperate, but she had something on her mind and couldn't take any time off.
The beauty competition is just around the corner. This is not just about victory or defeat. It is about starting her revenge journey again. She can only win, not lose.
Since she couldn¡¯t go to the greenhouse for fear of allergic skin infection, she studied the combination of nude colors over and over again on the computer, simulating how to blend various strong colors to achieve the most natural and satisfactory effect.
Bai Siming and You Ye are back to back. They are busy on the computer. They have not taken orders recently. Bai Siming has developed several small programs as if to play with tickets, and he is very fat.
Youye, who was driven crazy by the color, threw the mouse away: "Siming, I'm just a loser. Look how good you are. Just write a few letters and algorithms and you can turn them into money immediately."
She doesn¡¯t know Bai Siming¡¯s true identity yet. If she knows, she will definitely swallow what she said just now.
"Does the famous second young master of the Bai family still care about this small amount of money? For Bai Siming, this is just a matter of interest and just a small game.
Hearing You Ye's envious tone, Bai Siming shook his head: "How come you just wrote it casually? As a hacker, I am very professional."
"Okay, okay, you're professional. I'm a makeup artist. I'm supposed to be doing art on people's faces that can't be broken, but now I have to simulate colors on the computer. No matter how realistic the screen colors are, I can't restore them." Youye stood up in frustration. , slowly moved to the window and stood there.
"Don't worry, with your level, you can make up for the shortcomings of that part of the screen." Bai Siming comforted.
"What we makeup artists face is the human face. No matter how much we simulate it, it is far from actual practice. In the six months since I returned to China, I have only put makeup on my own face. In fact, I haven't really put makeup on someone for a long time. ." You Ye smiled bitterly.
She is not complaining, but really anxious. When she was abroad, Youye was a theater makeup artist. She faced all kinds of men and women every day and designed makeup for the characters according to the needs of the stage play. With her understanding, in two years, It takes time to become a master of this business.
But now half a year has passed, apart from disguising herself, she has never put makeup on anyone else, and she feels that the fineness of her hands has dropped a lot.
The thin figure stood in front of the window. The gray sky outside the window and the dead branches with all the leaves had fallen off. It was like You Ye's lonely world. She was so lonely and so stubborn.
Bai Siming glanced at the computer, walked to You Ye, and his tone became brisk: "Since you are so obedient and stay here to recuperate and do not go to the flower room, then as your guardian, I will reward you with a benefit."
Youye didn¡¯t take it seriously: ¡°Stop coaxing me, why don¡¯t you buy me a piece of candy and a box of ice cream?¡±
She is not the kind of girl who can be carried away by snacks.
"The largest photo studio in Baicheng was frantically delivering advertisements just now and is in urgent need of a highly skilled makeup artist. Their chief makeup artist suffered a car accident today. There will be very important guests in the studio in the afternoon." Bai Siming said slowly.
Youye¡¯s eyes shone brightly: ¡°How can I be paid an hourly wage?¡±
Bai Siming made a gesture: "Three hours, fifteen thousand."
You Ye jumped up and even threw away the crutch: "Then what are you waiting for? Send me there quickly!"
Seeing that her mood improved, Bai Siming smiled: "Do you like money that much?"
Youye rolled her eyes at him: "Who doesn't love money? Are you a young master from a rich family? Seeing that you look like you have never experienced hardship, I am afraid of poverty. I worked hard to get into a very good university abroad. , because I had no money and couldn¡¯t afford to study even if I got a scholarship, so I went out to pursue my career at the age of eighteen.¡±
"You are in danger. If a man piles money in front of you, he will run away if you don't keep it all." Bai Siming sighed with a smile.
While talking, Youye had already changed her clothes. The photo studio is a closed place with relatively few people. Moreover, Youye's face is still injured, so her beauty has been compromised, and there is no need to disguise herself.
Before going out, Bai Siming reminded Youye, "Didn't I go to the supermarket and buy a pair of wool kneepads according to your order a few days ago? You should put that on. Your legs are still injured after all."
"That pair of knee pads was sent away, I won't need it." Youye replied simply.
Bai Siming remembered that he had sent a courier to Youye, and the address was at Huiji Temple. Youye said that it was cold and he wanted to donate something to the temple, but Bai Siming didn't ask in detail. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com