At this time, the staff knocked on the door: "Kid Song Weiyi, how are you preparing? There are three people in front of you and it's your turn to take the stage."

Qin Zhimo immediately responded: "Okay, okay, let's go backstage right now."

"Okay, hurry up, I won't notify you anymore."

Song Nianhe was not in a hurry. He put on his makeup carefully without blinking and was quite focused.

Fortunately, Song Weiyi also cooperated and did not move.

Two minutes later, Song Nianhe stood up and took back his hand: "OK, it's done!"

When Song Weiyi heard this, he immediately turned around and looked at his current appearance carefully in the mirror.

This was not enough, so he simply jumped off the chair and lay directly in front of the mirror to look at it again and again.

"This...is this still me?" Song Weiyi's face was full of surprise, "Uncle Qin, no wonder you just said you wouldn't recognize me. I don't even recognize myself."

After admiring it for a while, he turned to look at Song Nianhe: "Mom, do you still recognize that this is your dear, smart, and wise son?"

Song Nianhe chuckled and shook his head: "I don't recognize him."

He muttered: "Even my own mother can't recognize her..."

Song Nianhe laughed so hard that he leaned forward and back.

"Your skills are okay." Qin Zhimo crossed his arms and said, "I didn't expect you to have this ability."

“If you are pushed hard, you can do anything.”

Song Nianhe put down the cosmetics in his hands and clapped his hands.

Seeing this, Qin Zhimo very thoughtfully took out the wet tissue and handed it to her.

Song Nianhe thought about this makeup all night before deciding to put it on Song Weiyi's face.

First of all, it should not be too twisted or weird, because this will make it easier to attract attention and become the focus of the audience.

Secondly, this makeup should complement the music performed by Song Weiyi and serve as a stage effect.

and so……

Song Nianhe put a white angel wing on the left side of Song Weiyi's face.

Only half of the wings were drawn, which just covered the left half of Song Weiyi's face.

The wings are lifelike, and the veins of the feathers are quite clear, as if they will spread their wings and fly straight into the sky in the next second.

The right half of Song Weiyi's face has ordinary stage makeup.

But Song Nianhe also enhanced his eye makeup and changed his original eye shape.

Song Weiyi, like Si Moli, has slender eyes. She used shadows and eyeshadow to forcefully transform Song Weiyi into round eyes.

At first glance, there is basically no similarity between Song Weiyi and Si Moli.

Not even acquaintances would recognize him, let alone strangers.

Song Nianhe looked left and right, admiring his "work" with satisfaction.

"Okay, Xiaoyi," she laughed, "you have to wear this makeup today. Do you like it? Do you think it's awkward?"

"I feel a little bad."

"Huh? What?"

Song Weiyi said seriously: "The right half of my face should also be painted with wings. Mom, why do you only make up half of it?"

"It's too late," Song Nianhe replied, "If you like it, I can change it for you next time."

"Row!"

Song Wei also nodded and prepared to leave for the backstage.

But he suddenly remembered something: "Wait."

Song Nianhe and Qin Zhimo asked in unison: "What's wrong?"

"Take a photo as a souvenir." Song Weiyi said, "Come on, Uncle Qin, where is your mobile phone?"

Qin Zhimo handed it to him with a smile.

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