Chen Mo, the young master, couldn't understand why the two people who were just moments ago so unwilling and refused to act had completely changed their attitudes after hearing about Chunshui Tower.
Only a straight man like Jing Zhe could understand the reasons behind this.
Of course, he was too lazy to explain things to Chen Mo, so he patted Fatty and Big Guy on the shoulder and told them to sit down.
Then I told them about the plot of tonight's play and its significance to Qingliang Yixia and the people of Mangshan.
Fatty was initially cheerful, but upon hearing how significant his responsibility was, he immediately panicked.
"Young...Young Chieftain, I have no experience in acting! And it's such an important role, I'm afraid I'll mess it up and ruin everything!"
"It's alright, you're not talking like I have experience! Besides, practice makes perfect, who's born knowing everything? I thought your performance today was quite good, you have a real talent for acting!"
"..."
Practice makes perfect? Judging from this, it seems like this kind of thing will be quite common in the future?
Fat Ball felt a bit of a headache...
But there's no turning back now that the arrow has been released. He's already on Jing Zhe's pirate ship, and if he doesn't do this job well, it might be hard for him to get off.
But if this deal goes well—it seems like we'll be stuck living on this pirate ship from now on, right?
Fine, let's do this to get to Chunshui Tower!
Chen Mo secretly praised Jing Zhe's plot design, thinking to himself that business could be done this way!
However, he also raised a question.
“Young Master Kun, those two have already shown up today. Although the common folk who come to our shop rarely go to Chunshui Tower, there’s no guarantee that nothing will go wrong. If they are recognized, all our efforts will be in vain!”
Seemingly having already considered this, Jing Zhe waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have a brilliant plan!"
Then she called Hanhan over, "Hanhan, go to those jewelry shops in town and buy these..."
After hearing this, Hanhan waved his hands repeatedly!
It turned out that Jing Zhe had asked him to buy things like rouge, face powder, and blush—things that women use for makeup. How could a tough guy like him possibly do that?
We contacted several more people, and they all had the same attitude.
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo whispered a few words to the servant beside him, and the servant ran out.
Before long, the servant returned carrying a delicate mahogany box. He placed it on the table, opened it, and found that it contained all the necessary toiletries.
Jing Zhe glanced at Chen Mo and clicked his tongue in amazement.
A handsome young man, preferring red dress to military uniform!
Blushing under Jing Zhe's gaze, Chen Mo explained, "Well... I have an older sister, and this dressing box belongs to her. I've never used it!"
Jing Zhe smiled and nodded, "Yes, I understand, I understand everything!"
He then remarked with a sigh, "Actually, I've seen men wear makeup before; it's quite common in my hometown!"
"I told you it wasn't me who used it!"
Chen Mo stomped his foot in anger, but at the same time asked curiously, "In Young Master Kun's hometown, are there really men who wear makeup? And no one laughs at them?"
"joke?"
Jing Zhe laughed heartily, "Fans would love to praise them to the skies, so why would they laugh at them?"
He glanced at Chen Mo and said, "But Brother Chen is different from them. They are cross-dressers who have put on makeup, while Brother Chen is naturally handsome. In our hometown, he is a pure, natural heartthrob!"
"Fans? Young heartthrobs?"
Chen Mo was bewildered by Jing Zhe's words. How could these foods be used to describe people?
...
When it comes to makeup, Jing Zhe is no novice.
When he was in college, he had a girlfriend who was a print model. But to call her his girlfriend was just a backup plan. In six months, he never even kissed her, but he honed his skills in makeup—or rather, in transforming faces.
Watching a human face transform into something else under his hands, Jing Zhe couldn't quite describe his feelings.
I never expected that after becoming a time traveler, this would actually become a skill!
Thanks to my ex-girlfriend—the benefits of being a backup option…
When Pangqiu heard that Jing Zhe had brought these cosmetics to do their makeup—Jing Zhe claimed to be using an ancestral art of disguise—he was initially very resistant, but his eagerness to go to the Chunshui Tower eventually overcame his resistance, and he obediently sat down in the chair.
Jing Zhe's words echoed in my mind: For art!
However, he made one request: all unrelated personnel must leave the room immediately while he was putting on makeup. Jing Zhe had no choice but to ask Chen Mo and the others to leave the room, leaving only Fatty and Big Guy behind.
Seeing Jing Zhe earnestly writing and drawing on his face, Pang Qiu's worries gradually subsided.
The young chieftain seems quite professional; he's looking forward to seeing how his face will look in the end!
Fifteen minutes later, Jing Zhe put down his brush, carefully examined the fat ball's face, and then nodded, saying, "Not bad, not bad—I'm very satisfied that I could draw something like this for the first time using this kind of thing."
Uh, first time?
Fatty's heart, which had just calmed down, became uneasy again. He then stood up shakily to look at himself in the bronze mirror.
I shouldn't have looked, because when I did, I almost cried – oh my god, it's so ugly!
He used to be ugly, but his ugliness was natural!
And now…
Emmm… It’s incredibly ugly!
The only consolation is that, drawn like this, no one will recognize him.
Let alone outsiders, even his own mother standing here might not recognize him.
After finishing drawing the fat ball, Jing Zhe quickly drew an ugly picture of the big guy who was strongly (but whose) resistance was ineffective. After seeing it, the fat ball felt a little better.
It's only truly ugly when everyone is ugly!
...
After Jing Zhe finished drawing, he opened the door to let the others in to admire his disguise.
As soon as everyone entered the room, they saw two ugly men sitting obediently by the bed, covering their mouths in surprise, speechless.
If they hadn't noticed that the two of them hadn't changed their clothes, they probably would have shouted out.
My God, it's a ghost!
This is just too ugly!
Looking at Chen Mo's incredulous expression, Jing Zhe was very satisfied with his disguise skills.
He asked smugly, "Can't you recognize me? My disguise is amazing, isn't it?"
"Hehe... I don't recognize you... but if this is disguise, I think I can do it too..."
Isn't this just drawing something ugly?
I could do that too!
Jing Zhe pursed his lips, clearly dissatisfied with Chen Mo's attitude.
But it doesn't matter, as long as no one recognizes me.
Now, the main event begins!
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