Milk Dog Ba Zong and Women's Clothes Juju

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Title: The Milky Dog Tyrant and the Juju in Women's Clothing

Author: Xiao most

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As a patient with severe misophobia, Shen Jingbing was forced to become a homosexual.

He has a very unique taste in picking men, he only picks muscular men with stubble, and the friends he talks with often break up on the issue of ups and downs.

One day, he was "stalked" by a very beautiful woman.

……

A year later, the neuropathy who was "destroyed to the point of numbness" finally broke through the psychological barrier and proposed to this woman with joy.

Shen Jingbing: After getting married, I want you to give birth to a little princess for me.

Tong Zhen: Sorry, I'm a man.

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After the breakup, Tong Zhen was keen to introduce someone to her ex-boyfriend.

Shen Jingbing: I'm not in the mood to fall in love!I'm stalked by a woman!Help!

half year later--

Shen Jingbing: Why do I think that girl is a little cute?

one year later--

Shen Jingbing: I decided to propose to her.Wish me luck.

Looking at the roses, diamond ring and ex-boyfriend in front of me.

Tong Zhen: ...

Did he misunderstand the word "wrapped"?

President of brand lingerie, severe misophobia, snail "girl", mild face blindness, turtle hair, wolf dog, snake spirit attack x retired special soldier, professor, women's clothing boss, poisonous tongue, so many vests that scare people to death, strong and strong .

[Keywords: women's wear boss, underwear, fashion circle, strong]

Tips:

1. The beginning of this article is serious, followed by sand sculptures, sometimes cool, sometimes bloody, sometimes funny, sweet and sweet in the later stage.

2. Psychology and other professional knowledge all come from Baidu, Zhihu and nonsense, please do not take it seriously!Love you guys!

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☆, make-up department called beast

College teaching department office.

"The failure rate is too high? Students complain collectively?"

In the scorching heat of summer, the air conditioner compressor was humming. Tong Zhen sat down on the desk with his hands on his hands, and the left corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a sharp smile: "I was doing it for their own good - I can't change it now." Makeup is ugly at best, and if you don’t wear makeup well in the future, you won’t be able to live well. Now the competition is so fierce, and outside the society, no one will pay for their laziness... Director Qiu, am I right?"

"Yes, but..." Director Qiu of the teaching department looked at the blush on the report card on the computer screen and the sincere joint letter from the student next to him, and then glanced at the "cold-faced big devil who never bought it from anyone" in front of him. ", I feel that my old migraine is about to happen, "Can you be a little more tactful, and criticize education more often..."

"I've told them everything I need to say, and they insist on skipping classes... What can I do? Come to the door one by one every day to provide wake-up service?" Tong Zhen interrupted him, "Sorry, I'm not an alarm clock, and I'm not an alarm clock. There is no time for that!"

Director Qiu: "..."

Following Director Qiu's gaze, Tong Zhen saw an A4 printing paper with messy signatures at the corner of the table, and reached out to take it: "Let's see, who thinks that their life is too long, and they are looking for trouble."

Director Qiu's eyes were sharp and his hands were closed: "This..." You can't read it.

They teach subjects to encourage students to have freedom of speech. If Tong Zhen sees it, socialist democracy will be suppressed by the French/Spanish/dictatorship/system in minutes.

But at this moment, he felt a pain in his wrist, and his eyes blurred, and the joint letter miraculously fell into Tong Zhen's hands.

Tong Zhen glanced down, folded the joint letter twice casually, stuffed it into the pocket of her beach pants, and looked down at the watch on her wrist: "Okay. A show... I have to prepare first."

As he spoke, he nodded lightly to Director Qiu, turned around and left.

In July, the cicadas on the trees screamed endlessly, the scorching hot sun scorched the earth, and the air seemed to be filled with a scorching flame, and the respiratory tract was hot when one took a breath.The students were already on summer vacation, and the few remaining students didn’t hang out in the afternoon. The campus was empty, and the narrow concrete road that was usually crowded by pedestrians and small bicycles seemed indescribably spacious. Two rows of big poplar trees stand upright, like sentinels, and occasionally the small breeze blows, and the leaves rustle.

Wearing big beach shorts, hurdle vest, flip-flops, Tong Zhen walked along Baiyang Avenue, her steps were lazy but not muddy at all, the muscles on her arms and legs were smooth and tight without being exaggerated, and her figure was naturally tall and pleasing to the eye.

His hair is a bit long, and the black and soft bangs fall down on the eyelashes, which makes his eyes look dark and watery. When the eyelids are lowered, a row of eyelashes are neat and thick, as black as a crow's feather, but the skin color is very clear. It's not completely white, and the whole face is like a black and white ink painting. It looks like a nobleman who came out of the picture scroll of the Republic of China - if there is no messy stubble on the chin.

Tong Zhenren is not thick, but the stubble is quite thick and black, as if the Jiangnan painting with small bridges and flowing water has entered the desert, lonely smoke, long river and sunset, and the painting style has almost suddenly become sturdy.

He squinted his eyes at the sun, took out the joint letter from his trouser pocket and glanced at it.

Director Qiu suddenly called him in the afternoon and asked him to come to teach the subject. He spoke seriously on the phone. Tong Zhen thought there was some urgent matter, so he rushed over without changing his clothes... The reason for the long time was because he was cold and violent The suppressed students staged an uprising.

He glanced at it, and saw that the joint letter was concise, righteous, and full of blood and tears, but the signatures underneath were all like ghostly symbols, not to mention that they had the function of recognizing and reading, and it was almost impossible to tell that they were Chinese characters at a glance—this group of dead boys Boy, the desire to survive is quite strong.

Tong Zhen couldn't help but shook his head and chuckled, refolded the collectively signed denunciation letter that was quite like an art school, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

However, when he raised his head in the next second, the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be retracted, and his footsteps were already frozen in place.

——A group of young girls in his class who have just finished their freshman life are wearing shorts, long skirts, and beautiful sun hats. They are young and have bright smiles. Looking up at him in the small garden, she immediately became quiet and her steps stiffened.

"Tong...Teacher Tong..."

"Hello, Teacher Tong!"

……

Tong Zhen was silent for a moment, quickly withdrew her smile, and nodded indifferently and reservedly: "Hello."

After all, he planned to bypass them and move on.

But at this moment, one of the girls suddenly raised her head, her cheeks were a little red, but her eyes were shining brightly, with vigor and vitality that belonged to their age: "Mr. Tong, you look beautiful when you smile!"

Tong Zhen: "..."

He doesn't look sharp, on the contrary, he is almost graceful, especially when he smiles sincerely, the corners of his eyes are bent down, and he will show an unspeakable "gentle and virtuous" taste.

In order to maintain the majesty of being a teacher, he almost never smiles in front of the students.

I didn't expect to lose Jingzhou carelessly today.

And it's not over yet.

Probably because his smile today gave the students wrong hints, another girl blushed and said loudly: "Mr. Tong, you look handsome with a beard!"

"Yes, yes," this sentence instantly aroused the collective approval of the girls, "You are so manly and stylish!"

Tong Zhen: "..."

These kids are simply out of control.

The corners of Tong Zhen's eyes twitched slightly, and she deliberately put on a stern face: "I heard that you wrote a joint letter..."

Before he finished speaking, the faces of the girls changed abruptly, and they said "Goodbye, Teacher Tong" one after another, and hurried away.

Looking at their youthful backs, Tong Zhen couldn't help showing a warm smile in his eyes, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke his beard—is he handsome?

In fact, he has no interest in growing a beard. He doesn't shave because he is lazy... As long as there is no class in school, he never shaves.

On the other side, Master Qiu turned off the all-round red report card, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly.

It is said that Professor Tong is notoriously difficult to get along with, and he has seen it this time. During the summer vacation, he can't even say a few words, so he makes excuses to leave early without losing face.

Forget it, anyway, he has fulfilled his duty of persuasion, and it is Tong Zhen's business whether he listens or not.

But Tong Zhen really wasn't making excuses, he did have a show tonight.

As a professor of the character image design major of the X Theater Academy—commonly speaking, the makeup major—Tong Zhen’s makeup skills are famous for being superb. Highlight the advantages of everyone's appearance to the maximum extent.Former classmates knew that he was good at makeup, and occasionally asked him to help out when he had a big project or was too busy.

Over and over again, Tong Zhen's reputation for good makeup skills spread like wildfire. Many parties, shows, and even big stars would call him to do makeup. Offers well-paid internship positions.

Although it is a studio, it is an iron-clad soldier of Tong Zhen. Most of the time, Tong Zhen is the only commander.

Tonight's show is the fashion underwear show of the 2018 Fashion Awards. It is the largest annual event for domestic underwear brands. In the past two years, foreign underwear brands have also participated in it. It has attracted a lot of attention in the fashion industry. Celebrities from all over the world and media reporters will be present, and the whole process will be broadcast live on X Satellite TV and multiple video websites starting at 08:30 in the evening.Tong Zhen's Zhizhen studio took over the make-up and styling tasks for the entire show, and he couldn't be careless. He called a few junior students three days ago for training, if Director Zheng hadn't called temporarily Let him come to school, he might have already packed up and rushed over early.

After leaving school, Tong Zhen went home and changed into a slightly more formal outfit. Before she even had time to shave her beard, she took her makeup case and went straight to the show in the East New District of City X.

The students who had been waiting in the backstage of the show for a long time saw Tong Zhen: "...Tong, Teacher Tong?"

Professor Tong Zhen is recognized in the school as a cold-faced big devil and a god of abstinence. He always wears suits and shirts in class, his hair is meticulously styled, and his shirt buttons are always buttoned to the top. "Trick me, I'm the devil" temperament, he is unsmiling, ruthless in doing things, and almost never communicates with any students in private except for lectures and internships.

Those first-year girls just followed him for a semester, but these junior seniors have been abused by Tong Zhen for two or three years. Seeing Tong Zhen's unshaven and scruffy appearance, they were almost shocked dropped the chin.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Tong Zhen glanced coldly across their faces, "Are you waiting to grow mushrooms?" As he spoke, he ignored them and went backstage first.

"Oh."

The students woke up like a dream, and hurried in after him, but couldn't help but look at Tong Zhen secretly.

Tong Zhen wore a casual white shirt today, paired with black ripped denim trousers, the buttons were rarely buttoned to the top, and the cuffs were rolled up casually, revealing the tight... muscles on the forearms?

shock!Teacher Tong actually has muscles!

Coupled with the stubble all over his face, he unexpectedly has a completely different, sturdy and masculine handsomeness... Of course, if his skin is a little darker, he will be even more manly.

There is still an hour and a half before the live broadcast, and the backstage staff are already busy. The models who participated in the catwalk are basically here, some are familiarizing themselves with the process, and some are eating box lunches.Tong Zhen greeted the person in charge, and directed the students to start makeup and styling.

Tong Zhen's face is calm, her eyes are focused, her ten fair and slender fingers move like flowing water, concealer, foundation, contouring, blush, nose shadow, highlighter, swipe her eyebrows, and a touch of red lips...Three or two strokes are understatement, the model under her hand But his face came alive in an instant, radiant and dazzling under the light.

While painting, he casually pointed out to the students, and occasionally added a stroke or two to the makeup, but it just seemed like a finishing touch, and it made a lot of color all at once.

"Wang Jun, there is a slight deviation in the color number. Change to neutraltone3.5."

"is teacher."

"Xie Qian, the shadow of the nose is heavy, pay attention to the inner corner of the eye."

"it is good."

In the blink of an hour, most of the models' makeup had been completed, and they began to try on the underwear of the catwalk in the backstage dressing room, which was convenient for clothing designers of various brands to make temporary adjustments.

At this moment, he heard a commotion not far away, mixed with the cry of a girl.

Tong Zhen frowned: "What's wrong?"

Wang Jun just came over from there, and whispered: "There is a little girl who just heard that tonight's underwear show will be broadcast live on Star, and she is crying to go on strike... saying that her parents will definitely beat her to death when they see her wearing underwear on the show. .”

Tong Zhen: "..."

It turned out that the girl was still a college student, studying at Xying next door, and took advantage of the summer vacation to work part-time to earn extra money.Her family’s conditions are not good, and her parents are relatively conservative. Although the girl was hesitant about the underwear show, firstly, she was paid a lot of money, and secondly, she only broadcast live on video websites in previous years. off the catwalk.

Who would have thought that this year, it would suddenly be broadcast live on the stars?

There was only half an hour left before the live broadcast, and the original backup model temporarily picked up other catwalks. In such a short time, it must be too late to find a model temporarily.The person in charge was so anxious that his head was sweating, he threatened and lured the girl to come on stage, but the girl kept silent, sitting in a corner with her knees hugged, tears streaming down her face.

Tong Zhen finished the work at hand and walked over: "What's your name?"

The girl raised her head, her big watery eyes were already red from crying, she looked like I felt pity, seeing Tong Zhen's cold gaze, she thought he was some leader, couldn't help but wince: "Yang... ...Yang Zijia. I...I really didn't mean to be impotent..."

Tong Zhen interrupted her coldly: "How old are you?"

"Third year."

"Yang Zijia, you are 20 years old, you are an adult," Tong Zhen looked down into her eyes, and said ruthlessly, "Why are you crying? Do you think you are a three-year-old child?"

"..."

The girl was so frightened that she didn't dare to cry, she huddled in the corner and sobbed.

"You can be forgiven for doing wrong things when you are a child and crying, but an adult must take responsibility for your own choices. You should consider all possibilities when you accept the show. I hope you will remember this... In society, no one will wipe your ass for you."

Tong Zhen's words were so merciless that even a few students who were deeply abused by Tong Zhen couldn't stand it any longer. When the girl spoke, even the person in charge was overwhelmed by his aura, and he didn't dare to question his overreach.

Yang Zijia cried even harder in an instant, but managed to get up from the ground: "Okay... I'll go."

Unexpectedly, the matter was resolved so easily, and the person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, he heard Tong Zhen say: "Are you going? Do you want audiences all over the country to watch you walk the show with a mournful face? Are you responsible for smashing the brand's signboard?"

Everyone: "..."

The person in charge looked at the girl's eyes swollen from crying, and frowned: "Then what should I do?"

Tong Zhen closed her eyes, took a light breath, then opened her eyes, and said lightly, "I'll go."

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"After being reborn, the movie star retires from the circle to raise a baby and get rich", the dog-blooded child runs with the ball, gets married first and then loves cookies, the gold finger farms and gets rich, abused scum Su Shuangwen, pure and non-abuse, please accept it in advance!

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Copywriting: In her previous life, actor Luo Feng was deceived by scum for ten years, and she was willing to give up the opportunity, from a popular niche to a former actor.

Before he died, he knew that the other party had been using him from beginning to end.

God is merciful, Luo Feng was not only reborn to the hottest time ten years ago, but also got a piece of breath soil that I don't know what to use, it tastes like soil.

He decided that in this life, he must——fire!Scum!Broken virginity!

Find out about Merry Night.

What is love, can it be eaten?

But not long after, he found out that he was pregnant.

The pregnant Luo Feng looked at the soil in her hand: (#‵′)

Luo Feng, who is farming, looks at the soil in his hand: (＾－＾)V

The agricultural products grown in the soil are so delicious that they explode!

So, Luo Feng started farming!Raise a baby!Make food!Get rich!nourishing life.

He thought that his status as an idol was over, but he didn't expect that the number of Weibo fans would increase. Not only did his old fans stay, but he also attracted a wave of new fans strangely.When luck comes, it is really unstoppable.

As a result, he became the most popular potato idol and the most coquettish farmer in history.

#Shock!The popular traffic retired and went home to farm! #

#别人家的爱豆影院上及目录show, my family’s Aidou farms to the wind and water#

#I heard that Luo is on the show, what?Central seven to get rich? #

#亲... Parent-child reality show?That cute baby is really his goose?Sudden lovelorn QAQ#

Not long after his comeback, Luo Feng was approached by his old club, Xie Liaoyuan. The other party claimed to be the father of the child, and left a contract saying that he would marry him.

Luo Feng: ...

What?Child... the child's father?

He thought it was the soil that allowed him to self-pollinate o(╯□╰)o

Luo Feng: Sorry, I am a heartless man.Just go to bed and don't talk about love.

After N months——

Luo Feng: Really fragrant.

The domineering president spoils his wife with no lower limit of attack VS the heartless second force violent cutie, 1V1, HE.

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Push down my old post:

"Yan Wang loves the cute rabbit master [Entertainment]", the showman dazzles his wife and mad demon Yan Wang Gong x fake little white rabbit, real belly black movie king Shou, slaps Su Shuang cookie;

"President's Favorite Little Monster [Entertainment Circle]", domineering, arrogant and sullen, Bingshan Dragon King Gong x sultry index full score, monster, nightmare, pet article, cookie.

☆、Ladies underwear show

Almost everyone looked at Tong Zhen with crazy eyes.

Are you kidding me?

They're a women's lingerie show, not a men's show.

Although there are some little fresh meats that look better than real women and have a feel, doesn't it mean that a rough man with a stubble can do it well?

What they want is a publicity effect that makes women's hearts flutter, not a funny King Kong Barbie.

Taking a step back, even if it is a young man who is indistinguishable between male and female, he has never heard of any show that can not wear underwear.

The backstage dressing room was eerily silent for a moment, and the person in charge said with a wry smile, "Ms. Tong, don't make trouble. This is a women's underwear show... It's better for me to go naked/running on stage if you let me go on stage."

A little model who didn't know Tong Zhen was already whispering beside him: "Who is this? Where did you get crazy?"

"Him? If he can walk in the underwear show, I'll live broadcast it on my Weibo with 100 million followers."

Tong Zhen glanced at her lightly: "You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense."

The little model retorted subconsciously: "I think you are the one talking nonsense."

"Oh?" The left corner of Tong Zhen's mouth curled up, revealing a cold and sharp smile, "Really?"

The little model was affected by his confident and determined aura, and felt a little guilty for no reason, but with so many people around, she couldn't hold back anyway, so she gritted her teeth: "Of course!"

Tong Zhen ignored her again. He tore off a piece of paper from the memo pad, scribbled down a bunch of things, and handed it to Xie Qian along with his wallet: "Go out and turn left for 200 meters, 10 minutes. If you can't buy it back, you will die as an apology." " Then he said to the costumer: "Bring me some underwear she is going to show, and... prepare all the sizes." Then he said to the person in charge of the runway: "The order of movement is here. I have one."

I don't know why, although each of them thinks what Tong Zhen said is fantasy, but he has a special, aggressive and decisive temperament, which makes people can't help but obey.

Xie Qian took the note and ran away.

The costume designer brought three types of underwear for Tong Zhen to see, and was busy preparing other sizes.

The person in charge asked someone to bring over a runway sequence list.

Tong Zhen took it, pulled the tape and stuck it on the mirror with a "snap". While browsing the ten lines at a glance, he shaved with a razor in front of the mirror.

Everyone was dumbfounded as Tong Zhen quickly shaved off the stubble all over his face, and pinned the artist's standard half-length hair on his forehead with a barrette, revealing a delicate and delicate face.

Everyone present - except Tong Zhen's student - all gasped.

A small face with melon seeds, skin as white as snow, eyebrows as black as ink, especially those eyes, slender and long, warm and moist, pupils are as black as ink, when you look up, it looks like Jiangnan smoke and water are covered He closed his eyes, and when he lowered his eyes, a row of neat and thick eyelashes as black as crow feathers covered them, appearing indescribably quiet and gentle.

The whole face is only black and white. At first glance, it looks like a famous lady who came out of the picture scroll of the Republic of China, or a gentle and noble son who came out of a martial arts novel.

Only an old scar on his forehead added a bit of hostility to his gentle and graceful face.

Even his students were a little stunned.

They always thought that the ascetic male god with sharp brows, sharp eyes, and indifference in the classroom was the real Professor Tong...it was not!

Tong Zhen's bare face looks so...delicate, so delicate that she is almost gentle.

If Tong Zhen came to class with such a face, no matter how stern and ruthless he was, the students would not be able to keep silent about him and change their expressions when talking about him.

So it turns out that Professor Tong put on makeup before every class with them?

He actually fooled this group of students who have studied makeup for two or three years. What a magical makeup technique this is!

But they didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

Tong Zhen flicked lightly in front of the mirror, his movements so smooth and flowing, it was so fast that it dazzled people. Almost instantly, the outline of the whole face became softer by three points. In an instant, the color and temperature of the face became brighter. There was a little bit of baby fat on the face, and the brows and eyebrows became three-pointed in an instant. At first glance, there was a magical girlish look.

Amazing!

In just a few minutes, a stubble-faced "big guy" turned into a delicate girl with a face full of collagen.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

Some young models have secretly picked up their mobile phones, intending to take pictures of this miraculous transformation process, but Tong Zhen seems to have eyes behind her: "Don't take pictures."

"I said don't take pictures," Tong Zhen put down the powder puff and stood up from the makeup mirror. The girl's cell phone, which was secretly taken by the girl, was in his hands in an instant, and he tapped it with his slender fingers before handing it back to him. Girl, "If someone is disobedient, I won't be so polite."

With a lipstick in his hand, he gently broke it with both hands, and with a click, the shell and core were broken into two pieces.

Really broke lipstick with bare hands.

Several models and staff members who were close couldn't help gasping, and subconsciously took half a step back.

At this time, Xie Qian came running panting and carrying a large plastic bag. Tong Zhen took the bag, opened it for a second look, carried the bag and the underwear prepared by the dresser, and entered the dressing room next to him.

The live broadcast will start immediately, and the staff members are busy in an orderly manner. The chief director came to the backstage to take a look and give some instructions. While emphasizing the sequence of appearances, the person in charge couldn't help but look frequently at the backstage dressing room.

Even though Tong Zhen's makeup technique is almost magical, men and women are still very different in figure and posture. Generally speaking, skirts can effectively cover up this difference, but underwear is everywhere except for key parts. It can't be covered, but the first underwear that Tong Zhen wants to show is not a sports or punk style underwear, but a girly underwear series called "Pink Angel".

This underwear is the main model of the domestic rookie brand FR. under Jiaohong Group. It focuses on girls' princess dreams and natural beauty. It is aimed at consumers aged 16-21 who pursue comfort, freshness, nature and beauty.

Underwear like this, even tall mature women will inevitably wear King Kong Barbie's effect, let alone a muscular man who is not short.

Tong Zhen is 1.7 meters tall, not very tall for men, but because of his slender frame and good body proportions, he looks a little taller than his actual height.

But it is the height of a real supermodel among women.

Such a height is really difficult for a "girl" to get up.

Although the person in charge has no doubts about Tong Zhen's makeup skills, makeup is not a facelift after all, and it cannot be used for breast augmentation, liposuction, and bone cutting. After all, there is a limit to what can be changed, and what the "Pink Angel" series of the FR. brand wants to express is The natural beauty of the girl's delicate and naive, even the slightest sense of disobedience may mess up the show.

And Tong Zhen's set of underwear is the No. 3 in the show, and she will be on the stage within 2 minutes of the opening. If the effect is not satisfactory, it will be too late to change back to that little girl temporarily.

The opening show has a [-]-second countdown.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the tip of the person in charge's nose, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

In 50 seconds, the person in charge arranged the appearance order of several other models, couldn't help but walked to the door of the dressing room, and knocked on the door.

Tong Zhen's cold and calm voice came from inside: "Right away."

In 25 seconds, the locker room door opened.

No one spoke in the whole backstage, except for the countdown countdown that the director said, there was almost no sound. Everyone's spirits were tense, so the sound of the door opening was particularly obvious and abrupt. At that moment, almost everyone was shocked. Subconsciously looked up at the door of the locker room.

In the next second, everyone's eyes lit up, and they couldn't help showing surprise in their eyes.

The legs on the high heels are straight and slender, and the skin is as white as if carved from high-quality mutton fat jade. Although there are inconspicuous muscles on the thighs, they do not violate harmony at all, and instead add a healthy and natural taste.The key parts wrapped in light pink fabric are not obvious at all. The buttocks are not plump, but they show a trace of youthfulness just right. The bare waist is full of grips, and the chest is small and upright. No trace of artificial carving can be seen, even the muscular arms seem to be three points thinner out of thin air, and the wrist is so thin that it can be easily grasped.

The hair that was originally too long on the forehead was trimmed into playful bangs, adding to the overall delicate and girlish look.

If they hadn't seen Tong Zhen walk in with their own eyes, they would have thought that she was a real girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, just like a budding peony.

Like a miracle.

In this two-and-a-half-hour show, Tong Zhen showed FR.'s three underwear, namely - pink angel, celadon beauty and ink fairy.

For each set of clothes, he will re-draw a few or two strokes on the original makeup, and in an instant, he can change a makeup that is more in line with the temperament of the clothing.

Not only did she easily hold three shows, but she didn't even delay the makeup adjustments of other models.

But it was obviously not easy. When the big show ended at [-] o'clock in the evening, Tong Zhen couldn't help but feel a little tired. He put on a borrowed long coat, threw off his high heels, sat in the corner, and pressed the soreness with his fingers. Ankle - I had been injured there before, and it would hurt when it was rainy. The high heels I prepared for the model were a full ten centimeters long. I walked halfway through the runway just now, and it was already like walking on the tip of a knife.

Although he was able to keep his face the whole time, only he knew that his back was drenched in cold sweat.

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief and came over to thank Tong Zhen. Tong Zhen nodded and said nothing.The girl whose eyes were swollen from crying came over with a cup of hot coffee, blushed and lowered her head, muttering about what to say. Tong Zhen took the coffee in her hand, picked up an eyebrow pencil and wrote on the cup. String the number, and hand it back: "If you want to debut in the future and want to take the small and fresh route, you can just don't take this kind of messy job... If you can't find a part-time job, you can call me. It's getting late ,Let's go back."

The person in charge of "Messy Job": "..."

Backstage, the models changed their clothes and were laughing, chatting, and taking off their makeup in a relaxed manner. One of the models glanced at Tong Zhen and said with a smile, "Who said that if Teacher Tong could walk in the underwear show, she would do it at 100 Wanfan’s Weibo live broadcast is eating Xiangxiang?”

A group of little women and big girls watched the excitement and booed loudly: "Yes, who is it?"

"If I remember correctly, it's Sister Tong?"

"Hey, speaking of it, there are a bunch of people setting up flags on Weibo, and I haven't seen anyone who is really live broadcasting Chi Xiang."

"Haha, maybe this time I can really learn a lot."

……

Li Xiaotong, who had set the flag just now, was so ashamed and indignant at being squeezed out, his face was flushed, he lowered his head and said nothing.

A girl smiled and said, "Teacher Tong, don't just watch the fun, but also say something."

"What?" Tong Zhen said flatly, "I've long forgotten."

Li Xiaotong didn't expect Tong Zhen to say that, he raised his head in surprise, and gave him a grateful glance, but Tong Zhen raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, his eyes were bright and sharp, as if he could see into her heart: "But It is the truth that you will lose your words if you speak too much. If you can’t speak, you have to think twice in your mind before you speak, so as not to expose your IQ.”

Li Xiaotong: "..."

The excitement was unbearable, and the models dispersed in disappointment.

It was not too early, and Tong Zhen asked the students to take a taxi and go together first, and threatened them that if any of them dared to act alone, they would not graduate.

"Yes!"

"As ordered!"

After seeing Tong Zhen's "true face", the students were no longer afraid of him, and agreed happily, laughing and saying goodbye to him.

These ghost children.

Tong Zhen reluctantly lowered his head and gave a wry smile. After a brief treatment of his ankle, he went to the dressing room to change his clothes, packed up his cosmetics, wiped his face casually, and walked out of the backstage with the makeup box in his hands. .

At 12:30 in the middle of the night, the smoky heat wave gradually subsided, and the little night breeze brought a refreshing coolness. Tong Zhen took a deep breath of the cool night air, endured the tingling pain in his ankle, and stood on the side of the road to take a taxi.

The media and audience at the show have already dispersed. The development zone at midnight is brightly lit, and there are row upon row of brand-new high-rise buildings, but there are very few lit windows. The wide and neat streets are also empty, and there are few pedestrians, let alone taxis. No, there are very few cars passing by.

Tong Zhen sighed secretly. With his current physical condition, he would not be able to go back no matter what... Could it be that he is going to sleep on the street tonight?

At this time, a drunk staggered out of the small hotel next to him. When he passed by him, he glanced at him, and when he saw his face clearly, his dim drunken eyes instantly revealed a lewd light: "Little girl! Son, it's so late, who are you waiting for?"

Tong Zhen glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

"You're pretty pretty." The drunk hiccupped and reached out to touch his face. "How old is it?"

Tong Zhen sideways avoided his salty pig's claws, and narrowed his eyes.

"Are you lonely?" Seeing that he didn't resist, the drunk reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Follow brother home, brother..."

A icy smile appeared on the left corner of Tong Zhen's mouth, and he pinched the opponent's wrist, and was about to make a reverse capture. A white Bentley drove out from the underground garage of the show, and stopped beside him with a screeching brake. With a jump, the grasping movement slowed down by half a step.

At this moment, a man in a silver-gray suit jumped out of the car, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, pulled him behind him, and punched the drunk man to the ground.

The man had a lot of strength, Tong Zhen was staggered by him, and his ankle accidentally hit the curb, and there was a piercing pain in an instant: "Hiss."

"You're fine..." The man turned his head and saw "she" sitting on the side of the road frowning, with a pained expression and cold sweat dripping from her forehead, he couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong with you?"

"No..." What the hell!

Tong Zhen was in pain and wanted to curse, but the other party was kind enough to save him, and Tong Zhen had nowhere to use his poisonous tongue skills, so he had to give him a murderous look.

But before he could finish rolling his eyes, he froze - damn it!

Ex-boyfriend?

☆、Hero saves "beauty"

Shen Jingbing feels that she is not a kind and philanthropic person, on the contrary, she often appears quite indifferent and impersonal.

Especially for the majority of women compatriots.

But in the middle of the night on the street, a drunk molested a little girl... He still couldn't completely stand by and watch.

He originally planned to leave after the hero saved the beauty, but he turned his head and took another look. The girl was frowning tightly, her expression was painful, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her big, rippling eyes looked "very pitiful". Looking at him, I inexplicably feel that it is not human to leave the little girl on the street late at night.

Besides, in the middle of the night, it is not easy to take a taxi in the development zone.

Forget it, help people to the end, and send Buddha to the West.

Shen Jingbing cautiously avoided certain key parts, slipped to the red and swollen ankle exposed under his jeans, and asked reservedly: "Girl, did you sprain your ankle?"

Tong Zhen: "..." Girl, you sister!

He recovered from his brief trance, bowed his head and smiled wryly.

eight years.

Tong Zhen felt a sudden pain in her heart, but then she was wrapped in the numb hard shell she was accustomed to, and she returned to her indestructible self.

He looked up at the man in front of him almost indifferently.

The man is still tall and handsome with long legs, but his shoulders seem to be wider than before, and the slim silver-gray suit outlines the faint outline of the biceps on his arms.The broken hair in front of the forehead was meticulously fixed on the top of the head by hairspray, revealing a full forehead and a well-defined face. The bridge of the nose is straight, and the eyes are narrow and long, which is pleasing to the eye at first glance.

A handsome man with one eyelid.

There is almost no major change in appearance, but he looks much more mature than before.

But judging by his expression, he probably didn't recognize him.

Yes, eight years.

He has changed a lot in these years, and what's more, today he hasn't even taken off his make-up, and the image he was with back then is a thousand miles away. If he can recognize him, it would be hell.

Besides, it's okay if they don't recognize each other, so as not to embarrass each other.

"Is it important?" Shen Jingbing did not come to help him, but took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands, carefully maintaining a safe distance of half a meter from him, frowning slightly, his expression looked very embarrassed, "You ...Can I still go?"

Tong Zhen: "..."

nonsense!If he can leave, he will leave early!

Shen Jingbing froze on the spot for a moment, a pair of domineering long eyebrows were tightly squeezed together, the outline of the jaw line was tense because of the expression