I still don't want to go to school today

Fu Luojia was led to a classroom so crowded that it overflowed from the door.On the road, you can already feel the special atmosphere before the performance—from time to time, you can see a section of bright and shiny sleeves in the stream of people wearing plain school uniforms.

Liu Fang yelled "Give way" from a distance. Someone turned his head when he heard the sound, and Fu Luojia saw several rows of red-stained teeth.

He couldn't help but look a few more times at these faces that were tightly covered by heavy makeup.

Putting on makeup at this point will only be the opening show.During the rehearsal, he stood on the side of the stage and took a look. He vaguely remembered that the first one to go on stage seemed to be a hip-hop show.

The actors in this show seem to have highlighted and dyed their hair uniformly, and there is a small bunch of purple hair in the same position on the back of the right head; both men and women wear black T-shirts and black leggings, and wear the same silver-gray eye shadow, but the lipstick color of the boys is lighter .

The one he is looking at should be a boy, who seems to be busy taking selfies.

What makes the boy different is that his complexion is very fair, so his makeup looks particularly bright.

He turned his face sideways and smiled at Fu Luojia, his lips under the light of the mobile phone screen were so red that he seemed about to spurt a mouthful of blood in this direction at any time.Fu Luojia nodded to him expressionlessly.

He was sure he had no idea who it was.

After entering, there were several heads adorned with sequined headdresses, and a middle-aged woman in casual clothes shuttled between the backs of the heads with a bottle of hairspray in her hand.Aside from the sharp rise in temperature—although the four fans above the head are still working hard, the coolness they send out is only a drop in the bucket—the smell is even more uncomfortable.

The smell of sweat.

The smell of sweat contains the fragrance of various chemicals such as skin care products, cosmetics, hairspray, etc.Under the illumination of the fluorescent lamp, the two conflicting smells collided together, creating a hazy yellow mist that seemed to have substance.

He immediately wanted to find a toilet to vomit the porridge he drank.

"If there is no place, do you want to come back later...?" He turned to look for Liu Fang, but Liu Fang was talking to a girl who was putting powder on her face.

Originally there were quite a lot of people, but walking towards the middle, the desks and chairs in the classroom were arranged in a random manner to fill up a lot of space, and more than [-] people stood head to face tightly together.

From the distribution of their positions, it can be guessed that the makeup process is divided into several steps, and different ranks are waiting in line to complete different steps.

Foundation, eye makeup, lipstick in three steps.

...but the problem is that he doesn't think he needs any of these steps.

Fortunately, Liu Fang came over quickly and led him to squeeze to the side and walk back against the wall.

"Where is Xu Zhijian, have you seen him?" Liu Fang turned around suddenly.

"……I have no idea."

"His makeup hasn't been put on yet—the other three hosts have been waiting for his speech for a long time. They don't answer the phone either."

"..." Fu Luojia was in a daze for a moment, "Did he come to class in the morning?"

"He usually doesn't have many classes."

"Maybe... you can contact Du Ran? They should be more familiar."

"Ah? But haven't you been with him all the time? Du Ran has been with Qian Miaojie these days, right?"

Fu Luojia stretched out his hand to support the wall. "...and I haven't always—"

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't know. ——The makeup artists hired outside are not available. A few girls in class 2 said they can help you." The stacked tables and chairs in the corner separated a room that could barely accommodate a few people. space.After bypassing an old college entrance examination countdown card, he saw a large cosmetic mirror standing vertically on a table.

"Hey, I brought the person you want." Liu Fang's tone suddenly became cheerful.

There is a stool in front of the mirror.A girl with a happy smile next to her immediately made a "please" gesture: "Fu Luojia, please sit here!"

Fu Luojia smiled stiffly at her, and when he sat down, the bottles and jars in front of the mirror shook wildly.One of the delicate-looking glass vials fell to one side, and he straightened it with his hand.

He noticed that the label on the top said what kind of concealer essence.

A few girls who were still standing scattered all of a sudden gathered around.

"Did you not bring the highlighter?"

"Hey, didn't you say you already took it! Now blame me?"

"Does the shadow need to be painted? I don't think he needs much..."

"It's on stage, big sister, haven't you counted how bright the lights are?"

"Don't talk about that first, apply moisturizer to him."

A girl was holding something shiny in her hand and was about to greet him in the face, he subconsciously dodged for a while.

"What are you hiding from?"

"...There's no need to make it so complicated, right?"

The girl turned her head and laughed for a while with the others. "You've just started applying moisturizer and you feel it's complicated, what do you do when you put on eye makeup later?"

He tilted his head in front of the mirror and thought for a moment, "I'm probably a bit allergic to... well, these things. So can you just keep it simple?"

"Allergies? Is it serious?" They looked at each other, "But Qian Miaojie said she wanted to make you into a more flamboyant one—"

"...Maybe a little serious." Anyway, it smelled like vomiting.

"Are you allergic to liquid foundation?"

"...Maybe." Although he didn't know exactly what the liquid foundation was for.

A girl clapped her hands: "I think his skin color is fine anyway, or just put on makeup?"

As a result, he was almost pushed on the stool to draw eyeliner and trim his eyebrows. When he was drawing the inner eyeliner, he obviously felt that his eyeballs were poked several times. Reflexively, he kept blinking and tried to lean back, but struggled to no avail.

The girl who painted his eyeliner laughed so hard that her jaw tightened. "It feels like giving my cat a bath. Hey, his eyelashes are so long, they itch the back of my hand."

"..." Fu Luojia tried to reduce the frequency of blinking, staring at a rusted chair leg and starting to daze.

"Okay." After an unknown amount of time, the girl finally moved her wrist away, and looked closely at him for a while. "Okay, it's not crooked."

She stepped back to let the others see.

"Wow, I just found out that he is a standard double."

"Little brother, have you ever painted smoke before? I just imagined it, and I think the effect is very good."

"...No." He hadn't been exposed to these since he was in middle school—mainly because he hadn't thought much about participating in cultural programs.There were not many people wearing makeup on stage at the No. [-] Middle School Art Festival. "No more—"

"There can be more out at the end of the eye. Pass me that brown eyeshadow palette." The girl who had just painted the eyeliner was pushed away, and another girl sat in front of him with great interest.

"Let me take a picture first. Come and take a look, one—two—three—!!"

……

Fu Luojia retched into the urinal for a while but did not vomit anything.

After coming out, he put on the mask in front of the sink.Someone just came in and seemed to take a look at him in the mirror.

He lowered his eyes and wanted to take out his hat and put it on, but he was afraid that it would look awkward.

I want to cover my eyes too.

Just now, a girl enthusiastically recommended a lipstick number to him, and said that she would give him a new one, and invited him to try the color after dinner.