Chapter 74: Conscripting men? (2/2)



As for the performance makeup for children, those who understand will understand.

Later, Jiang Min asked her to alter another piece of clothing. She said that she had worn the altered clothes to school that day and it would be inappropriate to wear them on the day of the performance.

Jiang Min said that she would be on stage to host the show later, so Lian Yuqing painted her to look elegant and dignified. Unfortunately, after trying several lipsticks, the colors were not quite right. She had a flash of inspiration and temporarily used eye shadow powder to pick a bright red that would not make her look old-fashioned.

"Perfect." Lian Yuqing stared at her work with pride. If it weren't for her incredible wealth, she might have been a rising star in the makeup industry.

At this time, Jiang Min's students came in. They were all eight or nine-year-old children. The math teacher they saw every day had changed. They gathered together and said excitedly: "Wow, Teacher Jiang is so beautiful!"

Jiang Min felt embarrassed by the compliment and tried not to put on a stern face.

"Okay, everyone, line up and let Sister Lian do your makeup. Hurry up, the show will start in three hours."

Children of this age are naturally active, but under Lian Yuqing's gentle words, they were surprisingly well-behaved. They sat on the stools without moving, and when they were asked to close their eyes, they didn't even dare to blink.

Jiang Min was happy, thinking that they were all little perverts who just liked pretty sisters.

Children's makeup does not need to be detailed. To put it in an exaggerated way, just apply bright red eye shadow and blush upwards, and put a little lipstick between the eyebrows.

However, she saw that she still had plenty of time, so she cut some candy wrappers to use as sequins and stuck them on her cheeks. When the light shone on the transparent plastic, it would sparkle.

After the fifteen children had their hair combed and put on makeup, Lian Yuqing felt like her neck and hands were about to break. She couldn't help but sigh that it was not easy to make a little money.

However, the excited and happy looks of the children looking at themselves in the mirror made her feel a little proud, especially when the children performing in other classes looked at them with plain faces and eyes full of envy, her vanity reached its peak.

A teacher looked at him strangely and ran over to ask Lian Yuqing: "Your hands are too good, can you help my student to change them?"

Lian Yuqing didn't say anything, but looked at Jiang Min.

Jiang Min's smile persisted, but she decisively refused. After all, she had spent money to alter her clothes and put on makeup just to stand out tonight, so how could she make wedding dresses for others?

There was still an hour left before the art performance began. The female teacher who accompanied Jiang Min's class came in with her hands on her stomach and a miserable face.

Jiang Min squatted down and asked her: "Teacher Wu, can you still play?"

Another wave of pain came, and cold sweat flowed down Teacher Wu's cheeks. He shook his head in pain: "I'm sorry..."

How could this be possible! Jiang Min was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She had prepared for this day for so many days and nights, just to impress others.

She glanced at someone standing in front of a desk packing up his things, and a strong intuition told her that this person could do it.

Jiang Min rushed over and grabbed Lian Yuqing's arm, "Can you play the piano?"

“Yes.”

Five minutes later, Lian Yuqing pointed at himself and said, "Me, are you sure?"

"Sure." Jiang Min was certain and sure that Lian Yuqing was her savior at this moment.

"Although I can play the piano, I have never practiced this piece of music, nor have I collaborated with the children before!"

Jiang Min shook her head. "I can take you to the music classroom to practice for 40 minutes. As for coordination, it is not necessary. Once the accompaniment starts, the children will follow."

This is obviously unreliable. If something goes wrong, it will be a stage accident!

"Fifty dollars! Including makeup, the total is one hundred. I'll give it to you after the show."

"Fuck!" Lian Yuqing turned passive into active, and said seriously: "Where is the music classroom? Take me there."

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