Chapter 91: Multiple Jobs
The countdown to the official performance is already ticking.
Lisa and the two kids were almost ready, only Xiang Nuan was still paying for her big talk.
"The tumbler doesn't have to move. I'll just stand there behind you and serve as a backdrop for you."
Listen, is this the same person who was so brazen as before?
"Is it possible that you are just a spectator down there?"
Jiang Ranran was also ruthless, and his distrust of her was beyond words.
"Hey - you little guy, don't be so arrogant. Do you dare to bet with me that the tourists will definitely like my performance more."
Xiang Nuan started to make jokes again and teased Ran Ran on purpose.
"No," Andy waved his hand seriously, "We perform not for the audience to like, but for ourselves to like. Ran Ran said so."
Lisa hugged Andy in surprise and kissed him on the face several times.
"It's great that you can figure this out!" she kept exclaiming.
Xiang Nuan also gave the two children a thumbs up, then changed her expression: "If you can only move yourself but not the audience, it means you can't complete the task, it means your work has failed, and it means you are just touching yourself in vain."
If the camera swept across the entire venue, it would be a uniformly standard scene of astonishment.
What kind of outrageous words are these?! How could you be so cruel to two children who are less than 10 years old in total?!
[This motherly love is too strong. ]
[It seems... to be the truth. ]
[The truth also depends on who you are telling it to and how you are telling it. Is such utilitarian education really good? Shouldn't a four-year-old child be encouraged to believe in beauty and in himself? ]
[Is there an expert coming out to criticize her for being such a self-righteous, poor mother who doesn’t understand or respect her children?! ]
[He's doing stupid things again. I'm really worried about Xiang Nuan! ]
[I think we should all reflect on this. Are we advocating this kind of ineffective self-touching education? We think we have love and tolerance, but the children we teach are weak in the face of society and weak in spirits when we encounter setbacks.]
Xiang Nuan has almost become a parenting topic bombardment. The overwhelming comments have sent chills down Director Zhang's spine. He can't go any further in this direction, or Dajiang will really take action.
Jiang Ranran and Andy looked at each other and snorted at the same time. Their unconvinced and arrogant expressions made everyone laugh.
Lisa raised her eyebrows at Xiang Nuan and looked at her with sympathy: "Raising a child is not easy. You need to be both smart and brave."
It turned out that she understood Xiang Nuan, understood her sudden weirdness and inexplicable nonsense.
"Come on, move yourself first and then infect others. Come on!" She stretched out her hand to boost everyone's morale.
The two little guys didn't buy it at all. They looked at her with disdain and put her and Xiang Nuan in the same team.
"Do you dare to team up for a PK?" Xiang Nuan also winked at Lisa: "You two kids will be on one team, and Lisa and I will be on another team. Whoever loses will treat the other to a delicious meal."
"Aren't we from the same country?" Andy asked puzzled.
"Involution, shouldn't you first impress yourself? Then start with yourself!"
Xiang Nuan became more and more excited as she spoke, forgetting that she was just a rookie.
"Let's compete!"
Jiang Ranran couldn't stand the stimulation and took the bait.
"Time is almost up, come put on your makeup and change your clothes. You will look better with makeup on."
The instructor held back his laughter and quickly stepped in to arrange the itinerary as if to mediate a fight.
"Our tumbler must look elegant when performing, so the two children are dressed as poets and students, and they need to be free and easy with the attitude of 'enjoying life to the fullest'; while the two mothers are dressed in typical palace costumes, and the main focus is on elegance and grace."
[I’m really looking forward to it. I haven’t seen Xiang Nuan in ancient costume yet. Are they going to dress up as Yang Guifei? ]
[Two handsome young men in white, I can't wait to see them. ]
[I still have a screenshot of General Jiang Ranran, here is a comparison photo. ]
[The Western version of the imperial concubine and the poet shows the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty! ]
The program crew knows how to whet the audience's appetite. The more people want to see it, the less they are shown, and they are just waiting for a stunning debut.
The style of Ran Ran's paintings is as time-traveling as that of Mo Hua'er and Nuan Bao. When they first opened, they still used Xiang Nuan's "abstract portrait style", but Mo Hua'er obviously couldn't hold the essence. It was not abstract, but went further and further on the road of crazy. In order to attract customers for her sister, Mo Jianing was about to hold a concert, but the customers were so "crazy" that they almost drew their souls out of their bodies.
"What should I do?!" Seeing the customer's frown, Nuan Bao also went crazy. She was an expert at playing the piano, but she was really bad at drawing.
"I painted according to the method taught by Ranran's mother!" Mo Huaer struggled with the paintbrush while comparing her painting with Xiang Nuan's.
Huh? Nuan Bao couldn't believe his eyes. This, this, this... are obviously not the same thing!
"I'll go find Aunt Xiang Nuan." Nuan Bao didn't count on Mo Huaer at all. Instead of waiting to see the customer get angry, it would be better to take action to remedy the situation.
She rushed to Xiang Nuan, but Xiang Nuan had no time to care about her.
"Please save Mo Huaer. I think she's about to be beaten by a customer."
Everyone was amused by her exaggerated statement, and Nuanbao became more and more anxious.
"You're still laughing?! If you don't let Mo Huaer paint a portrait of you, you won't be able to laugh when the time comes!"
"Did Mo Huaer follow the formula I told her?"
Nuanbao's eyes rolled around for several times, and it was obvious that he couldn't find any information related to the formula.
Xiang Nuan burst out laughing: "The painter is not anxious, but the one who is watching the painting is anxious."
“The one being painted is also anxious!”
Nuanbao pouted and everyone burst into laughter again.
Oh, Nuanbao really didn't understand why these people kept laughing. She stamped her feet anxiously and ran back in a hurry.
A moment later, she ran back with a painting in her hand, and came to Xiang Nuan's face, panting.
This... is really hard to describe! Xiang Nuan frowned, feeling embarrassed by the makeup artist's constant reminders.
"It's a good painting. I think it's very good. It's very unique. It's better to take photos that are the same as before."
Xiang Nuan held the painting in her hands and turned it over and over for several times. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind, and she used the makeup brush and makeup to apply on the drawing paper.
"Oh, that won't do. This isn't paint!"
The makeup artist exclaimed in pain.
"This is also considered makeup. What's the difference between painting a person to look like the one in the painting and painting the person in the painting to look like the real person?"
Xiang Nuan transformed the painting in no time, as if she was speaking a tongue twister.
The makeup artist wanted to complain, but when she saw the drastically changed painting, she couldn't even open her mouth. Nuan Bao was also shocked and looked at Xiang Nuan in disbelief.
"Auntie, can you do magic?"
Nuanbao, this is not a problem, but you should say it to yourself. She screamed excitedly and ran back holding the painting.
"Oh my god, Mrs. Jiang, are you a painter?"
The makeup artist was still in shock. She had been doing makeup for many years, but she had never thought that one day she could create a beautiful painting with eye shadow.
"You are the real painter. Look how beautiful you made us look."
Xiang Nuan looked at the makeup artist, then at herself in the mirror, and shook her head beautifully. But before she could be proud for three seconds, Nuan Bao came back in a hurry with another painting.
This time it was Xiang Nuan's turn to drop her jaw.
Well, Mo Huaer has opened a painting assembly line, so she has to work for Mo Huaer? !
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