The girl called Sister Yu looked up at this side, then became quiet and didn't say anything.
"Sister Yu?" Fu Xingchang frowned.
"I don't know how many artists Sister Yu has painted today. Let her take a break." A man next to her said lightly, holding a glass of water.
"Huh? What time is it now? Not even ten o'clock! I'm in a hurry here, so anyone of you can come." Fu Xingchang's expression suddenly darkened.
"Okay, come, I'll draw it for you." The man who spoke was good-tempered and pointed to a place.
Duan Yuchen narrowed his eyes and looked over.
Looking at the cosmetics in front of me with extremely dark colors.
Normally, I don't use this table unless I attend a performance.
He just took a foundation that was two shades darker and applied it on his face. How could that be considered technical skill?
Fu Xingchang was about to get angry. Wouldn’t this just cause more trouble?
Then another person came in.
"Sister Yu, come and help my Yuechu put on makeup. We're in a hurry." It was Tang Feiwen.
Following behind him was a girl with single eyelids and messy hair.
The girl looked quite international, but when she glanced over, the contempt in her eyes ruined the tone of her expression.
"Hey, here she comes! Yuechu looks pretty, so put on some makeup and try to be successful in the auditions for 'Spirit Sea'." Sister Yu hurried forward.
Don't say you're tired.
He looked around so much that he wished he had eight hands.
Duan Yuchen glanced at himself in the mirror. He was two shades darker, his eyeliner was messy, his makeup was heavy, and his eyeshadow was an exaggerated royal blue.
Just going to the audition interview, the first impression is very important,
Like this,
Wouldn't you be eliminated if you didn't make it clear?
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