Chapter 228 Princess

After chewing the apple, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. Wen Yueling smiled and said, "Let me see what your dress looks like. I can decide what makeup to give you."

Song Huanxi was so kind that he was about to take out his dress, but Wen Yueling stopped her again: "Let's go to your house! We'll dress first, then put on makeup to avoid making the clothes dirty!"

Song Huanxi nodded. That's true. The last time she played an amateur beauty, she put on clothes first and then put on makeup.

Wen Yueling's house was a little far from hers. The two of them took Dingding car and it took them half an hour to arrive.

Song Huanyun hasn't come back yet, and Song Huanxi is not worried. Her second only likes to fight wits and courage with her, and she is still more reliable when doing serious things.

When she entered the bedroom and changed her skirt, even though Wen Yueling saw many beautiful costumes, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide and looked stunning. She grabbed Song Huanxi's hand and turned it around several times.

Only then did Song Huanxi realize that when she was spinning around, her skirt was flying, as if it was surrounded by layers of waves.

Wen Yueling praised: "This skirt is very suitable for dancing!"

Song Huanxi nodded in agreement. She was rehearsing dramas at the church school and learned some basic knowledge of Western dance, but she was not going to be ugly tonight.

Wen Yueling looked at it again and smiled and said, "This skirt is more Westernized and has something to do with your classical beauty temperament. I'll try to deepen your outline so that your facial features look more three-dimensional-"

Song Huanxi blinked and said sincerely: "Sister Ling, you are so talented! The owner of this skirt is a mixed-race beauty with three-dimensional facial features!"

Wen Yueling laughed: "Then it seems that we have found the right direction! Come on, this makeup will take about a long time to put on!"

The base, powder, blush and eye shadow are particularly hard to work, and the bridge of the nose is highlighted-

An hour later, Song Huanxi looked at herself in the mirror, feeling a little unbelievable-

It looked like she didn't think she had made a heavy makeup like the Arab beauty she had played.

The makeup is not heavy, but the facial features look different again!

Song Huanxi approached the mirror, observed for a long time, and gradually realized: This is to deepen the outline of facial features!

If her original facial features seemed to be hilly and were rather delicate, then now she was rising from the ground, three-dimensional and distinct.

She was beautiful and gentle before, but now she is a bit heroic and full of elegance.

Song Huanxi praised excitedly: "Sister Ling! You are so awesome, you have turned decay into magic!"

Wen Yueling laughed silently: "Not that magical! You are better off with your foundation. I am just icing on the cake!"

"By the way, what is this?"

Wen Yueling curiously raised the paper bag, which was originally contained in a dress bag.

Song Huanxi glanced at it and smiled and said, "There are a few violets, I'm going to wear them on my head to decorate them."

Wen Yueling said oh, opened the paper bag, and looked at the three small violets, a whimsical idea suddenly emerged. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Huanxi: "A Huan! How about we make violets into earrings??"

Song Huanxi was stunned: "How to do it?"

Wen Yueling rubbed her hands excitedly: "Just leave it to me!"

As she said that, she took out a pair of ear clip earrings from the makeup box, removed the pearls decorated on it, took out two thin fishing lines, carefully passed through the flower stem, and tied the fishing lines to the ear clip.

In the blink of an eye, a pair of flower earrings were made.

Song Huanxi looked at her with decent eyes. When the earrings were finished, her eyes lit up: "Sister Ling, why do you know everything? It's so amazing!"

Wen Yueling smiled: "We not only wear makeup to paint faces, especially in costume dramas, we also have to wear hair accessories for actors. These jingle things are easy to be damaged. You can't buy new ones if you break a little. Over time, you will also make some small things by yourself!"

He is really the top scorer in every industry!

Song Huanxi sighed in his heart, and said no stingy praise. Wen Yueling was so happy that she took a princess' head and tied it to her: she took some hair on her temples and tied it behind her head, and the remaining hair was curled. Finally, she stopped putting on the third violet.

Song Huanxi held his breath and looked at himself in the mirror, just like a Western princess walking down from medieval oil paintings.

The next second, Song Huanyun screamed and jumped over, jumping around her like a big horse monkey. It could be seen that the dick wanted to touch her, but was afraid of being beaten.

Well, the second child’s premonition is correct. If she dares to get started, Song Huanxi dares to do it—it has nothing to do with what clothes she wears!

Wenzai stood timidly at the door, tilted her head and looked again and again, her tender face full of doubts. Obviously, Wen Yueling's makeup was too successful, which completely confused Wenzai: Is this sister who looks very much like an elder sister? Is it the elder sister?

Song Huanxi laughed silently, squatted down slightly, and stretched out his hand: "Wenzai, it's sister!"

Wen Zai's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards him like a small cannonball, but when he was about to rush into Song Huanxi's arms, he stopped, carefully touched the hem of his skirt, looked up at Song Huanxi: "So beautiful!"

The children's words are the most rude and the most real. Song Huanxi's smile is even more intense: "Wenzai is also very handsome!"

Song Huanyun hurriedly said, "Where are me, where are I?!"

Song Huanxi: “…”

Wenzai has already answered first: "Second sister is not as good as the eldest sister!"

Song Huanyun: “…”

Wen Yueling couldn't help laughing while watching, and giggled: "A Huan, your brother and sister are so interesting!"

Song Huanxi shook his head helplessly, pulled his angrily dick over, pointed to the girl who was pouting in the mirror: "Look at it yourself, do you think it looks good?"

Song Huanyun glanced at the mirror, then turned her face, Gu Jing pity herself for a moment, burst into tears and smiled: "It's so beautiful!"

After a while, she added: "At least it looks better than Chen Jiazhu!"

This time, Wenzai nodded without refuting.

Well, my second sister is not as good as my eldest sister, but she is definitely better than the people outside!

The little boy's aesthetic is that simple, arranged completely according to distance, closeness and distantness.

Seeing that it was getting late, Song Huanxi sent his second child to cook again, and Zun Wenyueling had dinner together.

After dinner, Wen Yueling said goodbye and left.

The sky gradually became dark, but Pei Yuanyang never showed up. Song Huanxi knew that most Western dinners were late, but it was already past seven o'clock. If Pei Yuanyang didn't come to pick her up again, he would be really late.

Song Huanxi took a deep breath, put his anxious mood aside, took out paper and pen, and began to record his experiences this week - this is also the habit she developed after realizing that her shortcomings lies in her lack of experience.

...

Clearwater Bay Set.

In the huge set, it was silent, and in the originally lively studio, it was even darker.

Only the office building was brightly lit, but no sound came out.

Pei Yuanyang held the first draft of the Red Chamber script, and a group of directors and editors were so proud that they were waiting for the boss to review the results.

(End of this chapter)
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