"Yuanyuan, do you want me to help you put on makeup?"
Wang Xinyue took the thing in her hand and showed it off to her good friend with excitement.
Jiang Yuan looked at the bright red blush on her face, suppressed his smile and quickly refused.
"No, no, I don't like makeup."
Yuanyuan couldn't help herself in the end, and Wang Xinyue's face was now covered with dirt like a monkey's butt.
But the other person thinks it is beautiful and is so proud that he wants to share it with his good friends.
Hearing that Yuanyuan was unwilling to wipe it off, Wang Xinyue looked at her and said to herself, "You don't know what's good."
"Oh, we're going to perform on stage later, how can we not wear makeup!
Look at those young ladies in the art troupe, they all have their eyebrows drawn, they look so beautiful.
I begged my mom for this for a long time before she bought it for me!
It's much better than that clam oil, Yuanyuan, you really don't want to use it?"
Yuanyuan quickly turned her hand away and quickly rejected the other party's urge to get on her face.
Whoever wants to be this naked monkey can do it, but she won’t wipe it off anyway.
It’s been a while since I started school.
After entering university, Yuanyuan seemed to have seen a different world.
Even though this era is backward and poor, the lives of college students are still completely different from those of ordinary people.
Lu Cizhou is a very considerate person. Whenever he had time during college, he would take Yuanyuan to travel all over Beijing.
From large and small tourist attractions to small alleys and courtyards, as long as it is interesting and worth viewing, he will take Yuanyuan to see a different world.
I bought a lot of delicious, fun and useful things.
In fact, I also bought a lot of skin care products for Yuanyuan.
For example, pearl cream, various honeys, and all kinds of daily chemicals from ancient recipes to modern ones.
It can be said that he knows girls' minds very well.
But Yuanyuan, apart from daily skin care, doesn’t really like to use those things.
In the eyes of outsiders, she has always been like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally without any embellishment.
The reason why Wang Xinyue was so persistent in putting blush on Yuanyuan today.
It’s because of Yuanyuan and her that they are both going to perform on stage today.
About two months after entering university, Yuanyuan became the backbone of the university singing club.
It happened that the leaders from above came to inspect.
Jingshi University held a warm and grand school-wide stage performance.
Yuanyuan is a celebrity in the whole school. She is beautiful and sings well. Most importantly, she has good grades and has a teacher boyfriend.
If it weren't for the fact that she already has a partner, I'm afraid her suitors would have circled the university.
After all, the college students at that time were full of vigor and vitality, and most of them had some literary and artistic talents.
How many people can resist being moved by such a beauty?
She was a beauty who even Lu Cizhou, who came from a very noble family, fell in love with her.
"I don't need to paint anymore, but my second brother made me new clothes, and I will wear them to sing.
That dress is so beautiful, it’s Hanfu!”
Wang Xinyue looked at her best friend who was looking proud and happy.
He was a little stunned, chewing the word "Hanfu" in his mouth, feeling a little confused.
"Hanfu? Is it traditional Han Chinese clothing? Or something like the cheongsam? I don't think I've heard of this term before."
Yuanyuan was very proud. Of course, Wang Xinyue had never heard of it. Hanfu has only become popular now.
In the 1950s and 1960s, it was even less understood by the general public.
Ever since my second brother opened a clothing store, he has been doting on me more and more.
The clothes I wear are all made by my second brother at a tailor’s place.
When Yuanyuan suggested that she wanted to perform on stage.
Jiang You immediately prepared to make a nice and beautiful dress for his sister.
Yuanyuan became interested when she heard this, and recalled the traditional Hanfu that looked like celestial beings that she had seen in modern times.
Suddenly a thought came to my mind.
Rather than letting those foreign luxury goods dominate the future of domestic clothing.
Then why can't we follow our own culture and lead China's fashion.
Our own cultural and entertainment system is not just entertainment, it also includes culture.
If I succeed in creating Hua Xia Fashion, would that be considered completing the mission?
So today's specially made Hanfu came into being.
Of course, Yuanyuan doesn’t not wear makeup.
I just don't want to wipe the other person's monkey-butt stuff.
Bai Jiangli is very kind to his friend.
Not only does she have Chinese medicine skin care products, she also specially formulated a lot of beauty creams and cosmetics using Chinese medicine. All kinds of good things were prepared for Yuanyuan.
Of course, Yuanyuan wouldn't ask for other people's things for free.
He took these prescriptions and good things and found his second brother, and put the two of them in touch.
I think with my second brother's ability, I can definitely help him make a fortune.
Yuanyuan was very proud of herself and did not forget to explain Hanfu to her best friend.
"Hanfu is our ancient traditional clothing. For example, it's the kind of clothes people in the Tang and Song dynasties wore."
Wang Xinyue hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about something.
"Are you talking about the kind of clothes that Peking Opera teachers wear?"
"Oh, you'll know when I wear it. It's not that kind, but one day, the things passed down by our ancestors will definitely be carried forward.
By then, the streets will be filled with handsome men and beautiful women wearing Hanfu, not those tattered foreign suits."
Wang Xinyue nodded seriously, her eyes sparkling as if filled with endless imagination.
"Although I don't quite understand what you're saying, I understand what you mean. Just like the Mao suit in our country, more and more people now think that wearing a Western suit is respectable.
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