Due to the hasty temporary trip, Zhao Mei struggled to get up from the soft big bed in the hotel at nearly seven o'clock on the day of the fashion show. She stretched her tired limbs and sighed at the tempering effect of the transformation fluid on her body.
Regarding the experience of inexplicably visiting the entire East Street Night Market in Haicheng yesterday, Zhao Mei would have had to lie in bed for at least a whole day before being able to move around, but now, she was only slightly tired.
While complaining about why a place called Dongjie Night Market could span the entire beach and be connected in all directions, he pulled on his clothes, washed up, tidied himself up briefly, and didn't forget to put on the mask and the baseball cap he bought at the night market, and went out.
After being covered up tightly, Zhao Mei's subway trip went much more smoothly. Finally, Zhao Mei no longer had to be stared at, so she happily swiped her card to enter the subway station. Then, she was successfully squeezed to the ground by the hard-working Haicheng office workers and was just a little bit away from dying on the spot.
After experiencing all kinds of hardships in the subway, Zhao Mei, who hadn't suffered such hardship for several months, despised herself for thinking it was easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
I looked up at the towering buildings, pulled down my mask, put my hands on my hips and breathed. I finally arrived before eight o'clock. After communicating and confirming with the building manager, I went upstairs.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw a familiar face squatting on the ground setting up the background.
"Brother Tong Ming?"
The man on the ground raised his head when he heard his name.
"Hey, the protagonist is here?"
Tong Ming clapped his hands and stood up: "Hurry up and pack up, get ready to take pictures."
After Zhao Mei responded, she walked to the room behind the living room and looked inside.
In a room that seemed much smaller than the living room, two people were standing and discussing something. One was Xu Yan, and the other was a completely stranger.
Taking advantage of the fact that the two were talking animatedly, Zhao Mei secretly glanced at the man. The man's clothing style was very avant-garde, and the colors were quite bold. His nose was tall and angular as he faced the door.
Seeing that they had no intention of paying any attention to her, Zhao Mei had no choice but to open the door and greet them.
"Sister Xu Yan, good morning, I arrived on time."
Xu Yan turned her head to look at Zhao Mei: "You're here, pretty punctual?"
"That's right, but who is this person next to you?"
Seeing Zhao Mei's curious eyes, Xu Yan finally remembered and raised her hand to introduce: "This is the makeup artist I hired at a high price, her name is Xia Zha.
The man named Xia Zha also looked at Zhao Mei: "Hello, I've heard Xu Yan talk about you a lot recently, but seeing you in person is worse than hearing about you. You are indeed beautiful enough to make Xu Yan so impulsive."
Xia Zha quickly got into the state, took two steps forward, and stared at Zhao Mei's face with some seriousness.
"Your facial condition is indeed the best among all the faces I've tried, whether it's the skin condition or the shape of your facial features... Not bad, I agree."
Xu Yan crossed her chest and complained, "You still approve? Come on, you're just pretending to be serious. You obviously like it very much."
Xia Zha ignored Xu Yan's chatter and continued to explain his plan to Zhao Mei: "Theoretically, your facial features don't require makeup, but since this is a still photo, there are artistic requirements, so you still have to put on some makeup."
Zhao Mei nodded to show that she understood.
Xia Zha was also very satisfied. He stared at Zhao Mei's face and scanned it twice. After that, he gestured for Zhao Mei to sit down and glared at Xu Yan next to her.
Xu Yan, who wanted to stay and observe carefully, had to raise his hands in surrender, left the room, and went to arrange the lighting scene with Tong Ming with great difficulty.
Maybe because Zhao Mei had a good foundation, it didn't take her long to put on makeup. After Xia Zha came out for a while, Zhao Mei lifted her skirt and opened the door by herself.
Although she wore the same clothes as she did on the day of the engagement party, her hairstyle was slightly changed. Her loose curly hair was braided and tied at the back of her head from both sides.
She wore flower hair accessories on her black and fluffy hair, and her entire head was covered with lace tulle, which softened Zhao Mei's originally shocking face and gave it a hazy beauty.
If you look more closely, you can see the makeup under the veil. The light pink and purple gradient eyeshadow shimmers with the movement of the eyelids, echoing the overall galaxy theme. The lips are crystal clear and reflected by the sunlight that shines into the room, like a rose with dew in the early morning.
Zhao Mei stood there for a long time, holding up her skirt. Seeing no one spoke, she looked at the dazed trio in front of her and spoke first: "Wake up, hurry up and take a picture. This skirt is really heavy."
The three of them finally came to their senses. Some started lighting, some helped hold the reflector, and some took pictures.
After the previous experience of taking promotional photos, it can be said that Zhao Mei's modeling skills have not improved at all. Her stiff movements and expressions make Tong Ming face collapse at any time.
But fortunately, every time Tong Ming was on the verge of getting angry, he could see that beautiful face. For a moment, his mouth, which wanted to say something mean, was tightly blocked, and his body honestly bowed to the beauty.
After two hours, this chaotic and turbulent filming finally came to an end.
Zhao Mei fiercely pulled off the veil on her face, glanced at the thick hem of her skirt, and gave up the desire to take action in the face of Xu Yan's horrified eyes. She chose to hold her skirt and sit down heavily on the huge sofa in the living room.
Xu Yan followed behind her, stroking her skirt with a trembling heart.
Tong Ming and Xia Zha sat aside looking at the photos, occasionally exclaiming in surprise.
"Old Xia, look at your face, it's excellent, I can eat ten bowls of rice with it."
"really."
"Look at this big head! It's flawless! Is this a human face?"
"really."
Zhao Mei's eyes twitched as she listened, so she had to talk to Xu Yan to divert her attention.
"Old Xia? Do Brother Tong Ming and Xia Zha know each other?"
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