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Jiang Cheng was quite surprised when Gu Fei mentioned lip molds. Ding Zhuxin and her friends seemed to be crazy. Ding Zhuxin designed the beggar uniforms, and the pictures that came with them were in a trance. pictures, all kinds of unpredictable or small fresh copywriting, and her friend is looking for a man to put on lipstick to take pictures...

But it seems that there is a lot of money. For a completely inexperienced novice like him, going to shoot for a few days can almost make up more than half of the money he has already given to Li Baoguo and will be given to Li Baoguo.

Jiang Cheng doesn't care whether he wears lipstick or not. After all, he has even worn crazy primitive people. After all, he is a handsome guy who has good looks and a figure, so he is not afraid of all crazy dressing up. He doesn't think he will take a lipstick photo Hard to see where to go.

"I originally wanted to push the time to the summer vacation," Gu Fei said, "but they are too impatient to wait. I think they set the time a week before the final exam. Will it affect it?"

"No." Jiang Cheng said.

"What about your review time?" Gu Fei asked.

"Add an hour to bedtime for fragmented time," Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "Learn a bit, scumbag."

"I spend most of my fragmented time sleeping." Gu Fei smiled.

After eating pie at Wang Xu's house, everything seemed to be back to the previous state.

Generally speaking, Jiang Cheng has two ways to deal with things that bother him and cannot be solved. One is to keep thinking about it and think about it over and over again. In the end, this matter has lost its original power. When he thinks about it again, he will have a numb feeling, such as the affirmation that he seems to never get, after he gets used to it, he will no longer feel it. The other is to bury it in his heart, never touch it again, and deliberately avoid it , will really forget at some point, such as those calm accusations that never end.

Regarding the matter of Li Baoguo, Jiang Cheng used the latter method. Such an overly tragic ending was not suitable for repeated thinking and reappearance. He buried these in his heart and tried his best not to touch them again.

Li Hui didn't inform him of any news. A few days later, when Li Hui and his sister-in-law came to the school with a receipt for 3000 yuan, they didn't even tell him the time of Li Baoguo's cremation.

"Wait, let me take a look," Jiang Cheng stood at the school gate, took a close look at the receipt, and identified a pile of shit-like characters. Fortunately, he has long-term experience in dealing with his own characters. After he finished, he took out a box of ink pads from his pocket, which he borrowed from Lao Xu's office before he came out, "Press a fingerprint, press your name."

"You're never finished!" Li Hui was furious, "Fucking your fingerprints! Just fucking 3000 yuan, you think you got 300 million!"

"Well, just the 3000 yuan, you two still come to get it together," Jiang Cheng sneered, "Press it or not, without this handprint, the money will not be given to you. Someday you will turn around and say that I forged this word, Where do I go to reason?"

Li Hui stared and wanted to move forward, when Wang Xu roared from behind: "What are you talking about! Is it over yet! Do you need some brothers to go out and help!"

There are a few people standing in the school gate, Gu Fei, Wang Xu, Lu Xiaobin and Guo Xu, Gu Fei knows what's going on, Wang Xu probably knows, Lu Xiaobin and Guo Xu are called Wang Xu Those who came to support the scene, a few people put on a horizontal face and punched somewhere, with a stance that could push the school gate down at any time to fight. The guards were a little nervous, and Li Hui naturally fell silent when he saw it.

"Fuck." Li Hui took the ink pad, touched it with his thumb, and pressed it on the receipt.

"Okay." Jiang Cheng looked at the fingerprints, they were quite clear, took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Li Hui, "Take a look."

Li Hui pressed the fire and rubbed open the envelope to take a look, but without counting, he turned and left with a dark face.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Jiang Cheng let out a long breath of relief.

When he turned around and walked towards the school, Gu Fei smiled at him, and he twitched his lips too.

After the relaxation, Li Hui felt a little bit disappointed. Li Hui didn't seem to have any feeling about Li Baoguo's death, and he was full of confidence even when asking for money. He really couldn't understand what kind of mentality this was.

After the matter of Li Baoguo ended, it seemed that everything was over. Jiang Cheng buried this matter in his heart, and he didn't even tell Pan Zhi. If Pan Zhi never mentioned this person again, he probably would never take the initiative to mention it. this matter.

Life and death, even thinking about it is quite miraculous.

A person disappeared like this, from one kind of talking point to another kind of talking point, and no one knew that such a person existed after leaving the steel factory, and no one would know that this person was Leave like this.

How he lived and how he died only exists in the distant memory of those pitifully few people.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that he was frighteningly small. Where he came from, how he lived, how he struggled, how he worked hard, and where he was going in the end, was also just a story that no one knew.

Only you know whether you are going up or down, it is only you.

It took another week for Xu, who was like an old hen, to find him to talk to. The topic was not Li Baoguo, but the final exam that was coming up in a week.

Looking at Old Xu, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that this uncle's EQ had improved strangely.

"How's the review going?" Old Xu asked him while handing him a kraft paper bag. "Here are some papers I found for you. Do you have time to read them?"

"Well," Jiang Cheng took the file bag, "It's okay, I have two afternoons off this week... Let me know in advance."

"Ask for leave?" Old Xu looked at him, "What's the matter?"

"It's... a private matter." Jiang Cheng said, I'm going to put on lipstick to earn money, Mr. Xu.

"Can you tell me something?" Old Xu asked again.

"No." Jiang Cheng flatly refused.

"You child," Old Xu sighed, and after pondering for a while, he asked with a friendly smile, "Do you have any difficulties with money? I can apply for you..."

"No, no, I don't have any difficulties," Jiang Cheng said hastily, "Don't bother teachers, schools and countries."

"What a good boy," Old Xu said, and thought for a while, "Then let's make a donation in the class..."

"Boss Xu!" Jiang Cheng felt that Lao Xu's EQ could not even be praised in his heart, and now it seemed to slip to the bottom. He looked at Lao Xu quite sincerely and almost burst into tears, "I really don't need money. , I have money, really, must! Please don't worry about this matter for me, I beg you."

"Okay, okay," Lao Xu nodded, and immediately added, "If you have any difficulties, you must tell me."

"I'll tell." Jiang Cheng also nodded vigorously.

Old Xu didn't ask Jiang Cheng why he asked for leave, but when he asked for leave, he approved it, but...

Sitting in the taxi, Jiang Cheng glanced at Gu Fei next to him: "Did you ask for leave or cut class?"

"Skipping class," Gu Fei lowered his head and played with the mentally handicapped love elimination, "How could Lao Xu agree to my leave?"

"Then does he know that the two of us went out together?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Are you afraid that he will know?" Gu Fei said, "It's okay, you will only ask for leave tomorrow in the afternoon, and it's fine if I don't go all day tomorrow."

"Fuck," Jiang Cheng frowned, "I'm not afraid that he will find out that I came out with you, but I'm afraid that he will ask you if he finds out."

"Understood." Gu Fei smiled and bumped his leg lightly against his, "I have a hundred answers."

Jiang Cheng sighed, "Then don't skip class tomorrow morning."

"En." Gu Fei nodded.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak anymore. Looking at Gu Fei's side face from the corner of his eye, he wanted to say something, but felt that there was nothing to say. Gu Fei's state of always being separated from school and his peers made him feel that there was something wrong with him. The place is wrong, but I can't think of anything wrong.

He wanted Gu Fei to be like all his classmates, but it was obviously impossible. He hoped that people around him could see that Gu Fei was not just a scruffy scumbag who loved to cut classes, but Gu Fei didn't seem interested in letting others see own shining point.

This feeling of being unable to lean on both ends made him feel very uneasy from time to time.

He reached behind Gu Fei's back and squeezed his waist.

Ding Zhuxin's friend who is looking for a male lip model is a fat middle-aged elder sister, but although she is fat, she has a good temperament, and she is quite elegant wearing glasses. At first glance, she looks like those who grab gold jewelry in the mall and go abroad to dance square dances. no the same.

"The little boy now," the fat sister sized him up, "it's really better than the other. When I was young, I didn't meet any of them, but now I can see them all the time."

"Thank you, sister." Jiang Cheng said.

"Thank you for your hard work," said the fat sister, "You guys are busy, I will go out for a walk... Gu Fei, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Gu Fei replied while installing the camera.

"How about asking you to take a set some other day?" the fat sister asked.

"No." Gu Fei said.

"Hey, I can't continue with this answer," the fat sister smiled, "Okay, you are busy, I'm leaving."

After Fat Sister left, there was still a designer and a makeup artist in the studio. They seemed to be quite familiar with Gu Fei, and the girl who was the makeup artist was also taking care of Fei's photography assistant for a while.

"Didn't you put on lipstick?" Jiang Cheng leaned on the chair, feeling the make-up artist put layers on his face, "Why does the face have to be so thick?"

"Then you can't just take a picture of the mouth," the makeup artist said with a smile. "Actually, you don't need to make such a detailed picture of the clothes, but these are close-ups. You should stick to it."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded, stretched his legs, and closed his eyes.

Originally, I thought that I would just paint my face with white, and then smear some lipstick on my mouth to finish the job, but it took me a long time to brush my white, and after I finished my white, I tossed my eyelids again. Jiang Cheng was really sleepy these days because of staying up late to study for the final exam. Yes, the eyelids were brushed again and again, and the tears were about to come down.

"Your eyes are so beautiful," said the make-up artist. "It's much better than those specially made eyes."

"What is down to?" Jiang Cheng also asked.

"It's dog eyes." The makeup artist smiled.

"...What are dog eyes?" Jiang Cheng was at a loss.

"He's not exactly dog-eyed, he looks pretty badass, not cute," the designer said next to him, "It's quite stylish."

"That's right," the makeup artist nodded, "I don't even need to paint his eyes."

Jiang Cheng gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ask questions, because the makeup artist started to put eyeliner on him, and he couldn't bear it any longer: "Wait, wait..."

"Uncomfortable?" The makeup artist stopped.

"I can go to film a crying scene right now," Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at Gu Fei, "Give me a tissue?"

Gu Fei has been sitting on the side playing with the camera. He didn't pay much attention to the progress of Jiang Cheng's makeup. At this moment, Jiang Cheng suddenly turned his face. While reaching out for a tissue, he glanced at Jiang Cheng's face. Almost dropped the camera to the ground.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng felt quite unfamiliar with makeup. Although the lips hadn't been treated yet, it happened that the protruding eyes caught his gaze.

The eye makeup is quite heavy, and he usually can't stand seeing such makeup on the street, not to mention a man, even a girl, but he didn't feel this way when looking at Jiang Cheng.

Maybe it was his powerful boyfriend filter. When he saw Jiang Cheng like this, his heartbeat accelerated. After Jiang Cheng took the tissue, he poured himself a glass of water, took two gulps, and swallowed his heart.

The makeup artist continued to apply makeup to Jiang Cheng, and he lost the mood to continue playing with the camera, so he took the camera and began to focus on Jiang Cheng's face.

This makeup artist, Gu Fei, has known her for quite a long time, and I often meet her when taking photos for people. She is a part-time TV girl who has a very high level of makeup.

Gu Fei didn't feel so obvious when she put on other people's make-up. He only noticed when she put on Jiang Cheng's make-up that all the advantages of Jiang Cheng's facial features were carefully expressed by her, such as eyes, nose bridge, and face shape.

And lips.

Jiang Cheng's lips usually look... that's it, but now he has just made a foundation, and he has already seen the beauty.

"Why, are you going to take a sideshow this time?" The makeup artist stopped what he was doing and glanced at his camera.

"Yeah," Gu Fei responded, still looking at Jiang Cheng in the camera, "I kept it for myself."

"Don't shoot blindly," Jiang Cheng opened one eye and looked at him, "It's not finished yet..."

Gu Fei pressed the shutter, and Jiang Cheng's appearance with only one eye open was very sexy.

"Your uncle," Jiang Cheng cursed, then asked after a pause, "What is it like?"

"I can't remember clearly." Gu Fei said.

"What can't you remember?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"What about my uncle?" Gu Fei said.

"...fuck," Jiang Cheng cursed again, "I'm asking you what I am like!"

The makeup artist laughed for a long time with a small brush and couldn't stop.

"It's so beautiful." Gu Fei replied solemnly.

A lip makeup, because it needs to be matched with the whole, took an hour to finish, and the makeup artist also said that it was done very fast, Jiang Cheng didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"Okay," the makeup artist finally brushed his face twice with a brush like sweeping the floor, and stood up, "We can start shooting."

"It's awesome," the designer stared at Jiang Cheng's face for a while, "It's this feeling."

"Can I look in the mirror?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The designer moved away from the mirror, and Jiang Cheng hadn't looked at the mirror all this time, but now he glanced over and was startled.

"Fuck!" He turned around and stared at the three people in front of him, feeling that his expression must be full of horror, "What the hell!"

"Aren't you used to it?" the designer said with a smile. "It's very good-looking, and it's not effeminate, just a man's kind of sexy."

Jiang Cheng didn't particularly understand the state of a man with dark or light lipstick, but after he glanced at Gu Fei, Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up, and he suddenly felt relieved.

Although he felt that Gu Fei would give a thumbs up even if he drew a lump of bloody shit, but the affirmation from Gu Fei made him let go of his worries.

"Let's get started," Jiang Cheng said, "I'm going to... do my homework review after I'm done."

This sentence probably made the makeup artist and designer a little hard to imagine. He stood in front of the light, and they both responded together: "Oh!"

Gu Fei felt that the force in his body was recovering. He had photographed quite a few handsome guys and ass models, but when facing Jiang Cheng's face, the desire that originated from the depths of his heart would come out little by little. , slowly stretching under the skin along the seven meridians and eight meridians.

Click.

Slightly raised face.

Click.

The corners of his mouth curled up in disdain.

Click.

A look of contempt.

Click.

Jiang Cheng sneered arrogantly.

The sound of the shutter was like the rhythm of desire, every time Jiang Cheng's face was frozen, it pushed him a step towards the toilet.

After finishing a set, when he was about to change his lip makeup, Gu Fei put down the camera, turned around and went to the bathroom.

He had just entered the toilet, propped his hands against the wall and faced the urinal, and before he could calm himself down, he heard footsteps, followed by a figure swaying.

"You are here to masturbate," Jiang Cheng folded his arms and leaned against the door, and said in a low voice, "Or are you here to lower the flag?"

"Fuck," Gu Fei turned his head and looked at him, "Are you here to watch the fun, or to help?"

"It must be watching the excitement." Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and laughed happily.

"Do you have any humanity?" Gu Fei went over and pushed him against the wall.

"This young man," Jiang Cheng poked his chin with his finger, "now if you kiss me, everyone outside will know."

Gu Fei thought for a while, then lowered his head and kissed him in the crook of his neck.

"I warn you," Jiang Cheng hugged him, "If you bite, I will beat you."

Gu Fei raised his head with a smile: "This young man, how dare he provoke someone with his whole body full of tricks?"

"I just came to comfort you." Jiang Cheng smiled.

"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei lowered his voice, "I want to ask you something."

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"You said to play a big one on your birthday," Gu Fei looked at him, "How old is it?"