Jian Yang became nervous when he heard her serious tone.
She immediately pulled out a portable makeup mirror from her pocket and looked at herself, only to find that the scratch was only a tiny wound under her cheekbone.
You can't tell if you don't look carefully.
Jian Yang: "Oh, I thought it was a big wound! It's just a small wound, it's not a big deal. Just put on some makeup and cover it up and it will be gone."
Ke Rao: "Do you think makeup artists are harmless to the skin?"
She was worried because she was afraid that her face would get infected and inflamed due to the makeup.
Jian Yang immediately changed the subject and said, "Let's not talk about this. Where are the clothes you said you found?"
Ke Rao pointed to the square table next to her: "That one is too rough, I don't know if it can be used. The clothes you requested are really too picky, and this is the only one we found in the clothing shed."
Jian Yang picked it up and touched the fabric, it was hard and rough.
"Just make do with it. We don't look at clothes to show our temperament anyway."
They have wasted too much time, and it is unrealistic to delay and look for another one.
"I'll take you to the dressing room first." Ke Rao said as she picked up her clothes. They say clothes make the man, and Jian Yang was lucky to have such a good-looking face, otherwise she wouldn't have the confidence to say such a thing.
After changing clothes, Jian Yang tied her hair up.
When Ke Rao saw her energetic appearance, he was immediately inspired.
"Wow, you really look like one." She circled around Jian Yang and said, "After changing your clothes, you really do look like a general. It's a pity that there were no female generals in ancient times, otherwise we could send our Yang'er there and make it look real. Others might not be able to tell! You're just so handsome!"
Jian Yang smiled. Who said there were no generals in ancient times? It's just that not many people know about it.
Following Jian Yang's request, the makeup artist first ruffled her hair and applied a disheveled look. Then, they added fake wounds to the exposed backs of her hands and neck, making her look even more scarred and pitiful. To make her look more convincing, the makeup artist also smeared some red fruit pulp on Jian Yang's clothes. However, the dress was likely to be ruined.
But Jian Yang had already discussed with the props team that she would buy the dress after the competition so as not to cause any trouble to the props team.
After spending more than half an hour, she finally finished applying her makeup. Ke Rao asked, "What are you going to do? You know we're shooting a pictorial, right?"
Jian Yang said, "Of course I know, but what I want to shoot is not an ordinary fashion pictorial, but a historical pictorial about a battle that once took place here."
She called the photographer over and told him all her requirements.
The photographer nodded repeatedly after communicating with her, and Jian Yang said, "Then let's start shooting."
Photographer: "I can do what you ask, but time is running out, so I might not be able to retouch the photos after they're finished. They definitely won't be comparable to those artists who've already finished their shoots."
Yes, so far two groups have finished shooting the pictorials and are preparing for retouching.
Everyone knows that time is limited and it's impossible to create a perfect makeup look, so they'd rather save time and use it for the photographer's retouching later. Those who have already finished their shoots can start retouching now. This will definitely be incomparable to the pictures Jian Yang will produce later.
The photographer was just trying to make a living, and he didn't want to be blamed later, so he had to tell them that he couldn't do it first.
Jian Yang said: "Just do what you can."
They had wasted a lot of time before, but this was the only subject she could think of for the pictorial.
Coming to the small broken boat, Jian Yang sat down against the tattered bow.
The photographer found an angle to take pictures of her, but just after taking a few pictures, a series of footsteps approached Jian Yang. You Siman's voice rang out above her head: "Wow, I finally found a set of clothes to take pictures with!"
Yousman jokingly said, "I thought you had chosen the worst place and were ready to give up."
She stood very close to Jian Yang, so close that Jian Yang felt uncomfortable. Jian Yang frowned and stood up.
At the same time, a sharp tearing sound suddenly rang out. Jian Yang was startled and turned back to look at the torn sleeve of his battle robe on the ground in astonishment.
Yusman had one foot on it.
Jian Yang was shocked: "You..."
Ancient clothing was long, and even battle robes required a lot of fabric. Yusman had stepped on her outer garment when she arrived, and when she stood up, the seams were naturally torn.
"Ah? Sorry, I accidentally stepped on your clothes."
Before Jian Yang could lose his temper, You Siman took her foot back first and said with a smile but without any apology.
She covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes full of triumph. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. I wanted to come see how your photos turned out after we finished, but I didn't expect to mess things up and ruin your clothes. What should I do now?"
Jian Yang wanted to turn the tide and use such a broken ship to shoot a pictorial. How could she let the other party do so?
Now that her clothes are torn, let’s see how she takes the photo.
Seeing this, Ke Rao immediately ran over from the photographer. He had initially thought that Jian Yang and You Si Man were just arguing, but when he got closer, he discovered that Jian Yang's robe was torn.
She couldn't help but get angry and cursed at Yousiman, "Are you sick? Why don't you go to the photographer to retouch the photos after you've finished taking them? What are you doing here? Are you here just to mess with Jian Yang?"
It was bad enough that they had chosen a shabby little boat, but Yousman had also ruined the only clothes they had found.
Isn’t this sincerity?
The quarrel between the two immediately attracted the attention of the cameramen who were recording the scene at any time. You Siman glanced at the two cameramen from the program team coming over and immediately changed her attitude and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Jian Yang and I are friends. Of course I came to see her after filming."
Jian Yang sneered.
Is she having mental breakdown?
Wasn’t that the person who chased him with a stick in the afternoon?
Ke Rao said, "Stop talking nonsense. We only found this one set of clothes from the clothing shed. What do you want us to do now?"
Looking for another one?
Stop dreaming, it's too late.
Yousiman looked innocent. "How would I know what to do? But life is full of accidents! Her clothes were accidentally ruined, that was an accident. Not convinced? Just bear with it."
Don't forget, they can't mess with you now.
If Ke Rao didn't want Jian Yang to lose the endorsement he had just obtained, he could only swallow his anger.
Ke Rao pointed at her nose: "You..."
Just as Ke Rao was about to lose her temper, Jian Yang calmly pressed her hand down.
She gestured to the camera not far away, and Ke Rao calmed down.
Yu Siman was deliberately targeting her. But now wasn't the time to get angry at her. If someone filmed Ke Rao assaulting Yu Siman and posted it online, her product promotion would definitely be affected. Wouldn't that just be Yu Siman's intention? It would kill two birds with one stone.
A little impatience will ruin a big plan.
Tolerate.
Ke Rao put his hand down angrily, but still couldn't help but glare at her.
"It looks like you still have a lot of things to do. Indeed, it seems like it's uncertain whether you can successfully complete your competition. I won't keep you any longer," Yousman said gloatingly. She knew they had to suffer this loss, so she walked away with a smile.
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