If it were any other time, Zheng Xinyue would definitely be angry with the makeup artist, but today was her wedding day, so she was in a good mood and her temper was a little restrained.
Say it in a nice voice.
"I won't move around anymore. Don't make my eyebrows so thin. It makes me feel weird."
Seeing that Zheng Xinyue had a good temper, the makeup artist not only did not restrain her attitude, but her tone became even worse, and she did not care about Zheng Xinyue's opinion at all.
"I'm drawing the most fashionable eyebrows for you now. Don't talk anymore. If you make a mistake and have to draw them again, don't blame me if it takes time."
Miao Qinglan was inviting Yang Niannian to have breakfast. When she heard the makeup artist's attitude, she couldn't help but frown.
Her temper is a bit similar to Zheng Xinyue's. Neither of them is the type to accept things as they are supposed to. When she sees a makeup artist bullying her niece, she can't stand it at all.
"Little girl, why are you so harsh? Today is a happy day, don't try to be rude and make everyone unhappy."
The makeup artist was obviously a bully, but when he saw Zheng Xinyue's elders speaking up, his tone instantly became much better, and he defended himself aggrievedly.
"She was moving around and talking all the time, and she didn't cooperate with me, so I couldn't put on makeup properly. Besides, the eyebrows I drew on her are the most popular now, and most makeup artists can't draw this kind of eyebrows."
Yang Niannian took a look at Zheng Xinyue's makeup and continued.
"It doesn't matter whether it's popular or not. What matters is the eyebrow shape that suits her. Xinyue has three-dimensional facial features, big eyes, and a heroic air. Willow-leaf eyebrows don't suit her."
When the makeup artist heard Yang Niannian questioning her skills, she immediately became unhappy and raised her voice.
"You speak so eloquently, do you know how to put on makeup? I learned the technique in the provincial capital. People in the city always ask me to do their makeup for their weddings, and no one has ever said that my makeup is not good-looking. You outsiders are really picky."
Her voice was noticeably softer when she spoke the last sentence, as if she were mumbling it, but the people present still heard it clearly.
When Zheng Xinyue saw that the makeup artist dared to give Yang Niannian a cold look, she couldn't stand it anymore.
"What the hell are you learning in the provincial capital? What's wrong with being an outsider? They asked you to do your makeup, and they paid you. Why are you acting like a big shot here?"
The makeup artist felt a little guilty. Seeing that everyone was targeting her, she simply put the eyebrow pencil in her hand on the table and started to throw a tantrum.
"Since you think my makeup is not good enough, then you can hire another makeup artist! I won't do it anymore."
Miao Qinglan was speechless and said angrily.
"What's wrong with you, little girl? What time is it? Where can we find a makeup artist at this hour?"
After hearing what Miao Qinglan said, the makeup artist became more confident and started to criticize Zheng Xinyue's appearance.
"She has ugly brow bones, a high nose bridge, and a not-so-full forehead. I can't draw her well. You should find someone else to help you. Don't find fault with me."
Miao Qinglan was so angry that if it wasn't for her niece's wedding and she didn't want to make things too embarrassing, she would really have kicked the person out.
She suppressed her temper and persuaded him kindly, "We won't find fault with her anymore. Just continue to put makeup on her! I'll give you more money."
If she wasn't in a hurry and she didn't know how to put on makeup, she would never offer to pay more and would let the makeup artist continue.
The makeup artist had a stern face and said nothing, obviously not satisfied with Miao Qinglan's attitude.
Zheng Xinyue was getting angry and was about to explode, but Yang Niannian held her shoulders and tried to persuade her.
"Today is your wedding day, don't let some unimportant people ruin your mood. Since she admits that she is not qualified for this job, let's not embarrass her. I will do your makeup."
Zheng Xinyue's eyes lit up, and she suddenly remembered that Yang Niannian also knew how to put on makeup, and excitedly grabbed her hand.
"Niannian, how could I forget that you can also put on makeup? Oh, I shouldn't have hired a makeup artist earlier."
Yang Niannian smiled and pulled her hand back, "Put on your wedding dress first, so that your makeup won't be ruined later."
Nowadays, few people wear wedding dresses when getting married in the countryside, but it has become popular in the city.
When she came in just now, she found it strange that the makeup artist didn't let Zheng Xinyue change into the wedding dress first. She thought she would change into the wedding dress after finishing her makeup.
Now it seems that this makeup artist is not professional at all.
If you are gilded by your provincial capital and try to look rich, you will naturally be exposed when you meet professionals.
The weather in October was a bit cool, and Zheng Xinyue wore tight-fitting long underwear and long pants inside, so when she changed into her wedding dress, she didn't let everyone go out. At the end of the year, the wedding dress was conservative and did not prevent her from wearing a long underwear inside.
The wedding dress was a little troublesome to put on, so Miao Qinglan hurried over to help Zheng Xinyue get dressed. Seeing Yang Niannian finding a towel to remove half of Zheng Xinyue's makeup, she said with relief.
"Nian Nian, it's all thanks to you."
Yang Niannian kept moving her hands, "It's okay, as long as Xinyue doesn't look down on my poor skills."
Zheng Xinyue immediately expressed her opinion, "I'm happy no matter how you put on your makeup."
The makeup artist rolled her eyes, thinking that Yang Niannian was pretending to know everything, and stood aside waiting for the others to give in and beg her.
Yang Niannian put makeup on Zheng Xinyue first, and also put some powder on her neck, explaining as she did so.
"You can't just put makeup on your face, your neck has to be the same color as your face, otherwise it will look weird."
Miao Qinglan couldn't stop smiling as she looked at Yang Niannian's skillful techniques.
"Niannian, if I had known you were so good at makeup, I would have just come to you directly."
Yang Niannian explained modestly, "I don't usually do much makeup, and I haven't received any professional training. If it weren't for this incident, I wouldn't dare to do it myself."
"Nian Nian, you should be more confident. You can see that your painting is much better than hers."
Zheng Xinyue didn't care about the makeup artist's presence and spoke particularly loudly.
Yang Niannian smiled as she sharpened the eyebrow pencil and drew along the eyebrow shape bit by bit. The drawing was natural and beautiful. After everything was done, she put lipstick on Zheng Xinyue.
The makeup artist now realized that Yang Niannian was indeed good at putting on makeup, and was even more professional than her, and her expression gradually became unbearable.
Seeing that Yang Niannian had done up Zheng Xinyue's hair and was preparing to put on a veil, she started to give instructions.
"The bride's headdress is a bit plain, I have some flowers here."
Yang Niannian said frankly, "Wearing plastic flowers is too tacky."
When the makeup artist saw Yang Niannian questioning her aesthetics, she retorted.
"Everyone else wears these at their weddings, why does it seem so tacky when it comes to you?"
Miao Qinglan couldn't stand it anymore when she saw the makeup artist interrupting again, so she ordered her to leave.
"You've already refused to put makeup on my niece, so there's no need to stay here anymore, get out!"
"you……"
The makeup artist felt humiliated. He glared at a few people with a red face, then turned and ran out.
Yang Niannian's attention was all on Zheng Xinyue, and she didn't pay any attention to the makeup artist at all.
She felt that Zheng Xinyue was wearing nothing on her head, and something was indeed missing. Now that she didn't have a crown, what should she wear?
He glanced at Miao Qinglan inadvertently and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Aunt, can you lend me the pearl necklace on your neck?"
Miao Qinglan didn't know what Yang Niannian wanted the necklace for, but she took it off without hesitation.
"Is one enough? I brought a spare one in my bag."
"That's enough."
Yang Niannian took the necklace, clipped the two ends into her hair, and coiled the pearls on top of her head. This was like the finishing touch, and she immediately looked much more beautiful.
Miao Qinglan praised happily.
"Nian Nian, you still have a way. You look really beautiful dressed like this."
Zheng Xinyue looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied. "Niannian, I love you so much."
Yang Niannian smiled and took out the gift she had prepared in advance and gave it to her. "After thinking about it, I decided to buy something practical, so I bought you a pair of gold bracelets."