Chapter 15 I may have hallucinations

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date="2021-01-22"

title="Chapter 15 I may have hallucinations "

weight="122777"

series = ["Green Plum Island"]

mode = "manual"

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Not a few days before the "Rain Stop Festival", Zhang Shutuo Grandfather gave me a message to give me a half-day for the weekend to try on makeup.

Although I promised to pretend to be a goddess, I feel a little awkward when it comes to putting on makeup.

The last time Yao Ji made up was when he participated in a chorus competition in elementary school, the teacher put lipstick on everyone regardless of gender, and also put golden flower tin on his forehead. Afterwards, the group photos came out, one by one, as if they were possessed by the Buddha, the photos don’t need to be p all with their own light effects.

I asked Yan Kongshan for leave to try on makeup. He didn't say anything but Wen Ying was very excited.

"Unexpectedly, Yu Mian, you are really going to be the girl of the day! After that, will our store be able to advertise, put your poster at the door, and say,'The girl is coming, taking pictures is free.' This will definitely attract a lot of business."

I was getting goosebumps when he said that, when I thought that the poster of myself disguised as a woman had to be put on the most visible part of the door, I also wanted to be a mascot and take pictures with people. It was so embarrassed that my toes grabbed the ground and couldn't breathe.

"Do it…"

Wen Ying doesn't listen to me at all, and is still doing all kinds of imagination: "Maybe you will become a celebrity when you post it on the Internet. Nowadays, women's clothing is very popular."

Although I have no objection to women's elders, I really don't want to be women's elders at all, let alone being seen by so many people.

In addition, Wen Ying knows so much about women's ladies, shouldn't he have any special hobbies?

Sun Rui seems to want to invite him to go shopping with him when he "stops the rain festival". I don't know if it will become another story of broken love.

The thought that Sun Rui would cry for me again, I couldn't help but joke Ling.

"No chatting, hurry up and work." Wen Ying was still talking, Yan Kongshan suddenly appeared beside us and retaken a book on Wen Ying's chest, successfully interrupting his endless imagination.

Wen Ying coughed and rubbed his chest, his face wrinkled: "Manager, you are too strong."

Yan Kongshan turned his back to him, bent over to sort the books on the shelf, and said "sorry" without hesitation.

After dinner, at about seven o'clock, the door bell rang downstairs and a guest came.

I guess it was the makeup artist who gave me makeup. I was afraid Grandfather didn't hear the ringtone and ran downstairs.

When went down the stairs, saw Grandfather had opened the door. Sun Rui smiled and poked his head in to greet Grandfather. Behind him was a famous young girl in her twenties with dyed pink hair.

"Why are you here?" I was surprised at Sun Rui's sudden arrival.

"Lead my cousin, she is your makeup artist." She stepped aside and introduced the girl behind me. "Chu Tong, 26 years old, is currently a professional makeup artist and usually applies makeup to celebrities. of."

Chu Tong glared at Sun Rui: "Just introduce it, why report the age?"

I greeted her, briefly introduced myself, and took them upstairs.

Both Chu Tong and Sun Rui dragged a large suitcase in their hands. Chu Tong was a 21-inch three-layer cosmetic case, while Sun Rui's was even bigger, a suitcase half a person tall.

I thought that the bigger the box, the heavier it should be, so I lifted her box for Sun Rui. Unexpectedly, the starting point is very light, and the inside is just like empty.

"What's inside?" I put the box against the wall and asked Sun Rui who was following.

"Your Yuyi, Mianmian Tianmao." Sun Rui sat down on the ground and started to flip through the comic book on my pillow.

Don't mess up the number of pages I'm reading...

I also wanted to remind her, seeing that she had already started to read from the first page, I had to shut my mouth again.

"Come on, let's give you a hair band first to tie up the broken hair." Chu Tong opened her "cornucopia" in the open space of the room, pulling away layers of cosmetics that I didn't recognize.

I was still wondering if the lights in the room would be too dim, but when she opened the box, she brought two rows of LED lights, which instantly blinded me.

Putting on the hair band with white rabbit ears, I sat cross-legged in front of the makeup box, waiting for Chu Tong's further instructions.

"Let me take a look at your skin..." Chu Tong said, gently breaking my jaw, and after taking a close look at my face, exclaimed, "Your skin is really good. Before I came, I was a little scared of your age. My little boy will have pimples or something, but it turns out that he can't even see his pores and they are still so white."

"Right." Sun Rui lay on the mat, reading the comic book with relish, kicking her feet back and forth in the air, "Yu Mian has super good skin and big and beautiful eyes. This is how I became him when I was a child. It’s a little girl."

Chu Tong sprayed the cotton pad and simply wiped my face, and then started the tedious makeup part.

"I'll refer to Tang Zhuang for you. This is the first time I have taken on this kind of large-scale traditional festival. I don't know what the effect is. Let's take a look and make adjustments..."

"Trouble you." I didn't understand this either, and said that she could do whatever she wanted, and I had no objection.

At the beginning, I thoughtfully counted how many things I used on my face. Later, I folded them the same way. There were too many, and I didn't bother to count them.

Sitting silently and still unable to move, I soon became a little sleepy. I began to look for topics and chatted with Chu Tong one after another.

It turns out that the makeup of the "Goddess" was made by the coordinating office casually looking for a girl in the village who can make up. It doesn't look ugly, but because foreigners come to make a documentary this year, the county magistrate takes it seriously. Uncle Zhang heard that Chu Tong is a professional film and television make-up artist, so she was brought in specially.

"We must let those foreigners know what a goddess is!" These are the original words of Uncle Zhang.

For a while, I don’t know whether to say my luck is good or bad.

It feels... it's still good, if Sun Rui turns it to me, there is a high probability that it will be another "Buddha shining" face. Thinking about it this way, I am a little grateful to Uncle Zhang for his attention this year.

After more than an hour, I became drowsy. Sun Rui had finished reading two cartoons, and ate the fruit plate brought by Grandfather happily.

After finishing his lips with the pen, Chu Tong stepped away with satisfaction and called Sun Rui.

"Xiao Rui, how about it?"

Sun Rui looked up from the comic book, holding an apple in her hand.

"I see..." She was about to put the apple into her mouth, but suddenly she felt like she had been pressed the pause button, and her mood became melancholy blue inexplicably.

"What's the matter! Why a stinky man looks better than me with makeup, I don't accept it! I don't accept it!" She slapped the ground in grief and rolled, "I don't admit that I can't even compare to a man. It must be because of your cousin. The makeup technique is too superb!"

I don't know how to make up, and I can't tell the good from the bad. I just think the person in the mirror is terribly strange.

The face is as white as paper, the blush hits the end of the eyes, the flower tin is stuck on the forehead, the dimples on the cheeks are dotted with two red dots, and the mouth is small, like a crimson butterfly .

The more I watched, the more strange it became, and I turned my eyes a little annoyed.

"It seems very successful." Chu Tong calmly took out an extra-long wig from the makeup box and put it on for me. After that, he combed it smoothly for me, and loosely tied it up behind him, "I don't have time today. Put on this one first. Wigs will be prepared for you on the day of the festival, and they will wear a lot of hairpins. They should be very heavy. You must be mentally prepared."

Wearing this wig now, I feel that my scalp is a bit tight and I can’t think of myself. Was it even more excessive on the day of the festival?

Uncle Zhang, you don’t have to fight like that. Foreigners want the original flavor. You are too bureaucratic!

"Ahhhhhh, I'm not alive!" Sun Rui continued to roll, "Yu Mian, why are you so annoying! You will never be my good sister again, unless..." She sat up abruptly, with a serious face. "I will forgive you when I marry you and be my bridesmaid."

I stared at her and spit out four words gently.

"are you crazy."

Chu Tong rolled his eyes a bit when he heard this, and raised his chin to Sun Rui and said: "Okay, stop making trouble, take out the clothes."

Sun Rui pouted, got up and opened the box, carefully taking out a white long coat in a dust bag from inside.

I originally thought "Yi Yi" was just an established and common name for the clothes of mythical characters, but Sun Rui really took a "Yi Yi" out of the box.

The clothes are divided into three layers. The innermost layer is a gown and trousers similar to bottoming pants. The second layer is a long gown with a very soft and skin-friendly fabric. There is no extra pattern, but two silver threads are embroidered on the placket. Cranes.

The outermost layer is also the most luxurious highlight. The outer jacket is made of light gauze. The sleeves are hanging down to the calves, and there is a long and large drag. From the sleeve to the hem, it is decorated with white feathers. , Thick and full of fairy spirit. It feels that the next second after putting it on, he will be flying away.

"This is..." I cautiously touched the feathers of that dress. It was soft to the touch and very easy to touch. "Is it really bird feather?"

Chu Tong said: "It is said that the original piece of clothing was made of crane feathers, but after so many years, the original piece of clothing has long been damaged and cannot be worn. The descendants have imitated and copied many times. You copied it ten years ago and replaced it with goose feather. You will be the fourth person to wear it."

Suddenly this thing becomes sacred. What's the matter? For no reason, a sense of heritage was born in my heart.

Then this emotion that was infinitely close to national pride from the inside out came to an abrupt end when Sun Rui and Chu Tong worked together to tighten my belt.

"No, it needs to be... so tight?" I endured the nausea of ​​being strangled and begged for mercy. "It's almost done."

"No!" Sun Rui refused, "How can the goddess' waist be thicker than mine, you should be sober!"

Chu Tong gritted his teeth and tried hard: "Uncle Liu's son seems to be shorter than you, only 170. It's too late to change the size. Just bear with it..."

Does this mean that forbearance can stand it?

I don't know who kicked me from behind and kicked me onto the window sill. I lay halfway there with the window frame, Huashun's wig hanging down on my shoulders, and most of my body was sticking out.

"Help..." At the same time, the left and right sides retracted, and I was angrily calling for help.

Suddenly a breeze blew, messing up the hair, and blowing a familiar smell of smoke in the air.

It took me a while to realize where this familiarity came from, and then I looked up at the yard next door in a panic, just so it happened to meet Yan Kongshan who was staring at me with a cigarette in my hand.

"Brother..." I swallowed and called him weakly.

Although it seemed like a thousand years, we actually looked at each other for a few seconds.

In just a few seconds, the value above Yan Kongshan's head has undergone ups and downs.

At first it was white 78, and then quickly dropped to 70, and the color became gray. It should have been scared by my style. Then, after I called him, he might react to me, and the number soared to 80.

"Yu Mian?" As he spoke, the color on the top of his head slowly changed from turbid gray to a bright, conspicuous, and unignorable...yellow.

But it was just a blink of an eye. When I looked again, his value dropped to 60 again, and the color became darker and duller. It looked scared.

When it's over, I may have been hallucinated by Sun Rui and others, but I feel that Yan Kongshan turned yellow to me just now?