I hate seeing the facade

Voltaire said that without experiencing great difficulties, there will be no great cause.

So even if everyone thinks that the script is written in a pile of shit, the life should be lived, and the drama should be filmed.

But there were a lot of jokes when the makeup was fixed.

"I'm cracked."

Sun Hua looked at herself in the mirror sadly, "Is this really a rich man and not a nouveau riche who raises pigs? How blind is the heroine to finally marry someone like me?"

Sun Hua wore a golden robe, a golden crown on her head, and a total of seven rings on her ten fingers, which happened to be inlaid with seven huge gemstones of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

He looked luxuriant, wealthy and festive.

Fang Yiran looked him up and down, and organized his words with a complex expression: "...you look quite respectable."

Sun Hua was still depressed.

Fang Yiran thought for a moment, then continued: "He's really handsome, even a bit like a very popular game character."

Sun Hua happily asked: "Who?"

Fang Yiran: "The landlord in Happy Landlord Fight."

Sun Hua ran out of the dressing room crying loudly.

Yu Jingliang is quite satisfied with his appearance. The doctor in green shirt, with black hair and green hairpin, looks like a gentle and elegant gentleman.

The premise is that he doesn't open his mouth to speak.

"I'm really stupid."

Yu Jingliang began to praise his beauty with fragrant words. He opened Meitu Xiuxiu, pulled the filter to the maximum, and started to take selfies frantically, "My body is really beautiful."

The little mouth is just right.

Fang Yiran's eyes circled around all the people in the room, and finally fell on Yu Rong who was putting on makeup in the corner.

Yu Rong is having a life-and-death confrontation with a makeup artist.

"I don't want it." Yu Rong said firmly.

"My ancestor, you are a fox demon, you have to be distinguished from ordinary people."

The young lady makeup artist held a pair of dark blue colored contact lenses in one hand, put one hand on her hips, and sighed, "Trust me, you will look great in it."

Yu Rong felt that the color contact lenses with this color were really stupid.

He looked up at the make-up artist, and blinked sincerely: "The fox's eyes are not only blue, but also dark brown and yellow. Why must they be blue?"

However, the makeup artist lady doesn't like him.

"Don't ask me, you ask the screenwriter, she wrote it like this, and I can only transform it for you."

The young lady has amazing arms. She held Yu Rong's shoulder majesticly, opened his eyelids with one hand, and put the colored contact lenses on him with ease.

"good-looking."

The young lady looked at Yu Rong in the mirror and said with a smile.

Yu Rong rubbed his eyes and left his seat looking unhappy.

His appearance is not complicated, he is just dressed in white, and when he walks, his steps are windy and his sleeves flutter. At first glance, he doesn't look like a fox demon, but rather like a banished fairy descended from the sky.

The little waist is even more surprisingly thin.

His makeup is very light, but with his clean dark blue eyes and thin chin, he does have the feeling of a little fox who is not familiar with the world.

Different from the charming fox demon in the public's traditional impression, Yu Rong's appearance highlights the simplicity and ignorance of the little fox.

The seemingly innocent and cold boy is clumsy and sincerely willing to give all the good things to the heroine.

It's very sour, and it's very sour when it burns.

Yu Jingliang was still immersed in the filter beauty for a second and lamented his beauty. After seeing Yu Rong get up, he immediately covered his mouth artificially.

Then he let out a shocking cock crow.

"Yu Rongrong!"

Yu Jingliang said heartbroken, "How can you be prettier than me!"

Yu Rong groaned, but still rubbed his eyes. He lowered his head, not noticing Fang Yiran's burning gaze, and slowly sat beside him.

"What's wrong." Fang Yiran asked him, "Is your eyes uncomfortable?"

"It hurts a little." Yu Rong said in a low voice.

Fang Yiran was stunned for a moment, and then quickly pulled away Yu Rong's eye-rubbing hand.

He half-raised his chin, leaned close to Yu Rong's face, and carefully observed his eye.

This is incredible.

Yu Rong's eye was already extremely red, and the eye socket was full of tears, and as soon as he let go of his hand, it fell down like a crackling bead.

Yu Rong wanted to rub his eyes, but Fang Yiran quickly clamped his restless paws, and said angrily, "Don't rub it!"

"Yu Jingliang! Stop taking selfies!"

Fang Yiran turned his head and shouted, "Bring some tissues over here!"

Yu Jingliang ran over with the tissue box in his arms.

"Oh my god...are you moved to tears by my praise just now?"

Yu Jing said coldly.

Fang Yiran wiped away Yu Rong's tears first, and then put a tissue on his face to prevent the tears from flowing again and ruining his makeup.

"I guess it's a problem with the colored contact lenses." Fang Yiran concluded.

"I'll pick it up."

Yu Rong's tears flowed more and more fiercely, probably because his eyes were really hurt, and there was a faint sound of pain in the child's voice.

He just wanted to get up, but was dragged by Fang Yiran helplessly.

"How do you pick it, you can't even see the road now."

Fang Yiran sighed, "I'll pick it for you, raise your head up."

Yu Rong had no choice but to raise his head obediently.

The tip of Fang Yiran's nose almost touched Yu Rong's face, their breathing was mixed together, and even each other's heartbeat seemed to be clearly audible.

He gently opened Yu Rong's eyelids, but Yu Rong's tears still flowed out uncontrollably, the rolling body hit Fang Yiran's hand soundlessly, and flowed down the tiger's mouth.

Fang Yiran didn't panic at all, he carefully pinched the colored contact lenses with his fingers, and then pulled them out of Yu Rong's eyes with ease.

Yu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

He wiped away the remaining tears on his face with a tissue, and blinked tentatively, feeling that his eyes were indeed much more comfortable.

Fang Yiran stared solemnly at the small pieces on his fingertips for five seconds.

"First of all, you are wearing it backwards, and the edge of this color contact lens seems to be a bit worn." Fang Yiran said, "Are you..."

Someone suddenly opened the door and entered.

"It's time for you to shoot..."

Jiang Qingli's voice suddenly stopped.

What she saw was this:

Yu Rong sat on the sofa with his head up halfway, while Fang Yiran leaned over to touch his face, holding Yu Rong's chin tightly with one hand; while Yu Rong's eyes were slightly red, and there was even a tinge of redness on his face. With wet tears.

Yu Jingliang was holding a box of tissues, standing beside him, looking at the two of them kindly.

The shooting of the makeup photos was carried out very quickly.

Except for some strange movements that the photographer asked to pose and made Fang Yiran feel unparalleled embarrassment, the other processes went pretty smoothly.

"Old Fang."

Sun Hua considered his words, "You look like Dongchang's father-in-law when you swing your sword."

Fang Yiran smiled, "Thank you."

Yu Rong later changed to a new pair of colored contact lenses.

The makeup artist lady desperately apologized to him, saying that she would change to better quality contact lenses tomorrow.Yu Rong was also embarrassed to say anything about others, after all, he himself was not very cooperative when he was wearing colored contact lenses.

However, Fang Yiran still felt that his eyes should be uncomfortable - probably because of dry eyes, Yu Rong would always unconsciously squint his left eye slightly.

Fang Yiran was a little concerned.

Fang Yiran's eyesight has always been very good: he hardly wears invisibility, and only occasionally wears colored contact lenses when he is on stage, and his eyes have never had any serious problems.

According to Yu Rong's symptoms today, he casually searched on Baidu, and all kinds of conjunctivitis, keratitis, glaucoma and cataract popped up all at once.

Fang Yiran's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and he forked out the webpage in a hurry.

——If the above descriptions are true, Yu Rong will be permanently blind in a very high probability.

So he sent Jiang Qingli a WeChat message after arriving at the dormitory.

Fang Yiran: Sister Green Bird

Fang Yiran: May I ask how you girls take care of your eyes when you wear colored contact lenses?

Fang Yiran: A friend of mine wore colored contact lenses today. Not only were they worn backwards, but the quality of the contact lenses was also very problematic. At that time, I burst into tears

Fang Yiran: I'm afraid his eyes will be hurt.

Jiang Qingli returned to him soon.

Jiang Qingli: I'm not a fool, alright brother, why "I have a friend"?

Jiang Qingli: I saw it when I walked in today

Jiang Qingli: Yu Rong’s situation is very common. Sometimes I will bring it back, and I haven’t noticed it for a day. When I go back, I will lose my eyes.

Jiang Qingli: [Picture] Then the eye drops I instilled are this, which is sold in ordinary pharmacies, a bit expensive, but very effective

Jiang Qingli: Do not wear cheap contact lenses. My suggestion is to dispose of them daily, otherwise the accumulation of bacteria will hurt your eyes, and try not to wear colored ones for too long~

Fang Yiran: Understood!

Fang Yiran: Thank you Ning【/Holding fists together】

Jiang Qingli: What am I doing, I am giving advice to one of the cp's cooks I'm knocking on, teaching him how to tease the other cook? ? ?What am I dreaming of? ? ? ?

Jiang Qingli: .....I'm sorry I'm a little excited, I didn't mean to mention CP, it might offend you...

Jiang Qingli: I will pay attention to it in the future qwq...

Fang Yiran even wanted to laugh a little.

Jiang Qingli doesn't know what she thinks about Yu Rong now, so she is still walking on thin ice with trepidation, thinking that Fang Yiran will hate her behavior of knocking on their CP.

Fang Yiran replied to her: It's okay.

Then Fang Yiran jumped up from the bed like a carp, quickly put on his coat with one hand, and searched for the nearest pharmacy on his mobile phone.

Fang Yiran ran out of the bedroom and changed his shoes in the hallway, acting impatiently, like a kid in high school who skipped class and climbed the wall to meet his girlfriend outside of school.

He even kicked the doorway rug sideways.

"Why do you go out at night like your ass is on fire?"

Sun Hua was sitting in the living room watching the football game, seeing Fang Yi's fiery morality, he asked a casual question.

Standing at the door, Fang Yiran suddenly smiled inexplicably.

"Walking around the world for love." He replied slowly.

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Fang Yiran: It’s really worrying