The day before being discharged from the hospital, Meng Zhen was packing his luggage in his room.
The nurse poked her head out the door but didn't dare come in: "Comrade Meng, someone's looking for you."
Liu Yuzhou, who was leaning on the bed reading a book, raised his eyebrows.
Why are there people coming to his ward every few days looking for his wife?
The man's eyes were dark and deep, fixed on Meng Zhen.
She put down the things in her hands, turned around and coaxed the man on the bed: "I'm going out to take a look. It's not far. I'll be back soon."
Zhou Xinyue waited at the duty desk for a long time before she saw a familiar figure coming out of the door of the ward in front.
She waved excitedly towards the other side: "Zhenzhen! Over here!"
"What brings you here?"
Meng Zhen walked up to her, his beautiful eyes showing a hint of surprise.
Zhou Xinyue sighed. "Well, it's really not easy to see you. I pestered my dad for several days before he agreed to use his power for personal gain and get me a visitation application."
Then he mysteriously pulled her to a deserted corner, took her arm and shook her: “You have to help me this time, to be more precise, my cousin!
After the last incident, the relationship between the two became closer.
Meng Zhen pulled his arm back and rubbed the other person's pretty face twice with his backhand: "Tell me, how can I help you?"
Only when I got so close did I realize that Zhou Xinyue's eyebrow shape was exactly the same as the one she drew last time.
Looking more closely, I found that there were still some residues of eye shadow and eyeliner.
An idea flashed through Meng Zhen's mind, and his eyes widened: "You haven't washed your face for a week, have you?"
"Hehe," Zhou Xinyue's pretty face flushed. "You figured it out! The makeup you put on me last time was so beautiful that I couldn't bear to wipe it off... You know what, your makeup is pretty long-lasting. It's been a week and my eyebrows haven't lost their shape at all!"
Meng Zhen: ...
"Actually, the day after the photoshoot, I went to see my cousin wearing this makeup look, wanting to show off my beauty to her. She was truly amazed by me. Since then, I've been thinking about having you do her makeup!"
Meng Zhenji’s art troupe has a professional makeup artist, but in this day and age, even the best cook cannot cook without rice.
The various makeup products and techniques were indeed not as abundant as those in later generations, so the resulting makeup effects were naturally incomparable.
Her little brain was racing, she was worried that the photography business wouldn't work for the time being and she had no idea where to make money!
It’s not impossible to work part-time as a makeup artist.
Meng Zhenying's pale face froze for a moment before she said, "I can help, but you have to make an appointment in advance. I'll be busy recently, and I have to go back to the geological team tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Okay, my cousin wants you to help her group with their looks tomorrow. They're going to audition for the city's art troupe's internal program tomorrow. If they're selected, they can participate in the national art performance next month."
group?
Meng Zhen's eyes lit up: "How many people are there in your cousin's group?"
"It seems like eight?" Zhou Xinyue couldn't remember the exact number. She had only seen the rehearsal once, but there were definitely quite a few people.
"Zhenzhen, you must help me this time. The art performance is very important to my cousin. She didn't make it last year. If she doesn't make it this year, her in-laws will probably force her to have a baby. If she's delayed like this, she won't be able to dance anymore..."
As Zhou Xinyue was talking, she remembered her cousin secretly wiping away tears.
Such a promising dancer, but her career was ruined by getting married.
Before the marriage, it was clearly agreed that she could quit the group and work in a civilian job when she turned 30, but now she is only 25 and they are forcing her to have a child.
If you delay having a child for two or three years, your bones will become stiff and you will not be able to continue dancing.
Even if I could stay in the troupe, I probably wouldn't be able to participate in various performances.
If my cousin could be selected to participate in the national art performance this year, it would bring honor to her in-laws, and they wouldn't push her so hard.
When Meng Zhen heard the number of eight people, he was actually moved.
"Don't worry, I have to report this to my family. Let me make it clear first, my makeup service is not cheap. It's charged per person, 15 yuan per person. Last time, I provided makeup for free because I wanted to sell you artistic photos."
The charge is 15 yuan per person, which is 120 yuan for eight people.
Besides, making money this time is secondary. With the connection of the art troupe, will we still have to worry about lack of customers in the future?
Zhou Xinyue didn't want Meng Zhen to help her for free, so she assured him, "Don't worry, my cousin is richer than me, so they'll definitely be able to accept this price. And you can also bring some clothes and bags to sell, which will definitely make you a lot of money."
She had long noticed that the fairy-like Comrade Meng liked to make money.
After what happened with Liu Yajing, I feel that people who speak openly about everything are more open-minded.
Unlike those monsters and demons that always hide around you and are covered with truth, goodness and beauty.
It will jump out and bite you at the critical moment.
Anyway, everyone in the art troupe is married well. With their own salary plus their husband's subsidy, their spending power is much stronger than mine.
After the two of them agreed on the meeting time for tomorrow, Meng Zhen was about to return to the ward.
Zhou Xinyue still held her reluctantly, "Zhenzhen, um... do you have any extra eyebrow pencils from last time? Can you sell me some?"
She has delicate features, except for her eyebrows, which are not well grown. Not only are they sparse, but they are also broken at the ends.
Usually it is covered by bangs.
I have been stuffy with bangs for years and have developed acne on my forehead.
Until that day, Meng Zhen helped her put on makeup, lifted up all her bangs, and gave her a complete set of eyebrows.
She felt her mind become clear.
So I became obsessed with Meng Zhen's eyebrow pencil.
In this era, the cosmetics production channels are controlled by the state and the output is restricted.
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