Jiang Xiachu smiled and said, "I figured it out myself. I may not be able to guarantee that it will be flawless, but it will definitely not be ugly."
As soon as the words fell, everyone hurried forward, lined up, and eagerly asked Jiang Xiachu to help them with their makeup.
"Xia Chu, how come you know everything! You are now the girl I admire most!"
"Just now I was looking in the mirror and wondering what to do with my red face. Xia Chu, you are my savior!"
"Xia Chu, how come you are so nice!"
"I must thank you very much after the performance!"
“…”
Many art soldiers gathered around Jiang Xiachu, and were very happy.
Jiang Xiachu looked up at the time on the clock hanging on the wall and calculated it in his mind.
"Fortunately, there's still time." She muttered softly, then glanced at everyone and said loudly, "Everyone line up."
The cultural and art soldiers were very cooperative and lined up waiting for Jiang Xiachu to put on makeup for them.
Jiang Xiachu already had a rough idea in mind, so he put makeup on everyone according to the roles they were going to play, and everyone's makeup was more or less different.
She didn't paint everyone's face very white, but focused on painting the facial features according to each person's characteristics.
After quickly finishing their makeup, everyone looked at themselves in the mirror and found that they looked much better. The more they looked, the more satisfied they felt.
"Xia Chu, you are amazing, your makeup looks so good!"
"Yes! When Xia Chu puts on her makeup, it always makes me feel like I'm this beautiful! So beautiful!"
"Xia Chu is really amazing..."
“…”
After finishing makeup for everyone, Jiang Xiachu also did makeup for herself and Qin Ningqian. Because they both played very important roles, her makeup was quite delicate.
The two of them originally had very delicate facial features, and after making up, they were stunning at first glance, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off them.
Especially Jiang Xiachu, whose face originally looked delicate and charming, but after this transformation, she has an extra attractive firmness.
Meng Anyao, who was standing by, had already put on her makeup when she started preparing, and was now slowly continuing to put it on to see if there were any imperfections.
Xu Qingqing had also finished putting on her makeup like Meng Anyao.
Seeing Jiang Xiachu taking on the task of putting makeup on everyone, Meng Anyao raised her lips in disdain, chuckled, and poured cold water on them, "You're such a boaster. When the time comes, everyone will be uglier than the other. You'll just have to behave yourself."
Meng Anyao's voice was not loud, but the girls around her heard it clearly.
Everyone knew her usual personality and that she deserved a beating with her mouth, so they were used to it and ignored her and continued talking to Jiang Xiachu.
Meng Anyao looked at them and smacked her lips in contempt, "A bunch of flatterers."
As a result, after they finished putting on their makeup, Meng Anyao turned around and saw Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian, who were exceptionally beautiful and delicate.
As soon as she saw Jiang Xiachu's face, she felt inexplicably angry and wanted to break the eyebrow pencil in her hand.
How come she really turned out?
Although she didn't want to admit it, her makeup was obviously not as good-looking as Jiang Xiachu's.
She was already inferior to Jiang Xiachu in appearance, but she didn't expect that she was even more behind in makeup skills.
She had heard He Yiran mention this before. It was clear that Jiang Xiachu didn't wear any cosmetics, so how could she be so good at putting on makeup?
The more Meng Anyao thought about it, the angrier she became. She snorted coldly and rolled her eyes almost to the sky.
Why does Jiang Xiachu always step on her head no matter what she does?
She stared at Jiang Xiachu, wishing she could take her place right now and kick her out of the art troupe.
Xu Qingqing sensed that Meng Anyao was in a bad mood, so she quickly came up to her, handed her a glass of water, and whispered in her ear, "Anyao, don't be angry."
As she spoke, Xu Qingqing lowered her voice and continued, "This performance is so big, and it's Jiang Xiachu's first time participating in a performance. She will definitely be nervous and make mistakes. If she messes up this performance, Teacher Cheng and Captain Du will definitely not let her go on stage in the future. By then, no one will be able to compare to you."
After listening to Xu Qingqing's words, Meng Anyao took the water she handed over, took a big sip, and thought for a moment.
She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Xiachu's condition, and suddenly felt that it made a lot of sense.
"You're right. I'm just waiting to see her make a fool of herself on the stage." Meng Anyao put down the cup and sneered.
If this had happened before, she would definitely not be so sure that Jiang Xiachu would make a mistake.
But looking at her appearance today, it was obvious that something was wrong. She was always in a trance from time to time, and no one knew what she was thinking about.
If she goes on stage in this state, something bad will definitely happen.
When she took the exam for the art troupe, she was too nervous. Her mind was uncontrollably filled with all sorts of random thoughts, which affected her state and caused her performance to go wrong.
It is difficult for people to control themselves when they are under stress.
So Jiang Xiachu will definitely make a mistake this time.
The more he thought about Meng Anyao, the more relaxed he felt. His previous depression was swept away. Now he was full of anticipation, just waiting for Jiang Xiachu to make a mistake on the stage and lose face.
Time passed little by little, and soon Du Jing arrived at the preparation room to check everyone's progress.
"It's about to start, so cheer up and dance well!"
Du Jing stood at the front of the room and said in a deep voice.
Everyone responded and hurriedly did a final check, fearing that there would be any mistakes during the performance.
Soon, everyone walked to the back of the stage according to the original arrangement and prepared to go on stage.
Through the gaps in the curtain, they could vaguely see the people sitting below the stage.
In the front row, the officers were wearing neat uniforms, their postures were as straight as pine trees, their faces were stern and serious. There were a few old men on the side, who, although they had white hair, still couldn't hide the majesty on their faces.
There were still some other soldiers sitting downstairs, and the seat was already full.
They looked deeply and quietly at the direction of the stage, and the atmosphere was particularly serious.
The girls, who were not too nervous at first, felt their hearts rise to their throats and their heartbeats became extremely rapid after seeing all this through the curtain.
Huang Yiping clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turned white from squeezing too hard, and her breathing became much more rapid.
She turned to look at Jiang Xiachu, a little nervous, "Xiachu..."
Jiang Xiachu looked at her, gave her a reassuring look, and said softly, "Come on, don't be afraid."
Soon, passionate music suddenly sounded, and then the curtain was slowly opened.
Jiang Xiachu took a deep breath and stepped into the spotlight first. The moment she raised her eyes, she met Du Jing's eyes at the side of the stage.
Du Jing looked at her seriously, nodded, and mouthed silently, "I believe you."
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