how to chase boys

My parents went to the company, I took Yuan Ziyi to their bedroom, and turned on the light on my mother's dressing table.

Yuan Ziyi sat down on the white high-legged sofa and watched my mother's dazzling array of cosmetics open her mouth into an O shape.

She said: "Cheng Yueguang, do you know that there are not so many paints for ceramics in my shop."

I have seen too much of my mother's cosmetics, so I don't care about it, I sit on the bed and Baidu how to make up.

I asked her, "Do you know how to make up?"

Yuan Ziyi said with some hesitation: "I have nodded the face of the ceramic doll, it shouldn't be too much difference."

Then it would be easy, I let go of the phone and rolled up my sleeves, looking at Yuan Ziyi with his plain face up, "Then let's start."

My mother loves beauty and is keen on buying all kinds of cosmetics. I dug out all the cosmetics in her cabinet and picked out a little of each with Yuan Ziyi.

I told Yuan Ziyi that the makeup will fade after staying on the face for a long time, and we need to touch up the makeup at that time, so we have to bring a bag to pack a powder cake.

Yuan Ziyi looked at me adoringly: "Moonlight, you know a lot."

"It's okay," I said modestly, "The more books you read, the more you will naturally understand."

Yuan Ziyi and I fiddled with my mother's dressing table for nearly two hours, and we are very satisfied with our results.

I looked at Yuan Ziyi with red lips in the mirror, and nodded, "That's right, that's what it means."

Next, it was time to change clothes. I went to my room to get her clothes, and walked outside the door by myself, letting her change in my mother's room.

"Moonlight," Yuan Ziyi, who had changed her clothes, was a little shy. She opened the door crookedly and came out, "I think the skirt is a bit tight."

"That's right, a mermaid skirt is like this."

I asked her to wait for me on the sofa, and I went back to the room and changed my clothes.

I'm the accompanist, I can't steal Yuan Ziyi's limelight by wearing too eye-catching clothes, but I can't embarrass her by dressing too ordinary.Standing in front of the closet and thinking about it, I chose a white shirt with embroidered lace on the chest and paired it with a pair of khaki suit shorts.

And a pair of lacquered leather shoes.

After I changed my clothes and came down from upstairs, Yuan Ziyi looked at me with glowing eyes, "Cheng Yueguang, you look like a little prince."

That's how the business bragging started, and I said to her, "You look like a princess too."

Yuan Ziyi is not very good at wearing high heels, so I have to support her to barely walk well.

The two of us went out cautiously, and met Tang Shi who was wearing earphones at my door and was about to go home.

Tang shi was wearing a hooded T-shirt and sports shorts, with bluetooth earphones pinned to his ears. It looked like he had just come back from a run.

He first saw Yuan Ziyi who was supported by me, and the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost.

I greeted him and asked if he had breakfast.Aunt Tang was not at home, and Tang Shi didn't have a nanny at home, so he didn't know how he should eat in the morning.

Only then did Tang Shi turn his stiff eyes to me. He took off an earphone, and raised the bag in his hand at me, "I just bought it, have you eaten yet?"

I shook my head and told him we were in a hurry and had to leave first.

After we finished speaking, we didn't wait for Tang Shi's response, and went to the roadside to take a taxi together.

Yuan Ziyi bent his neck slightly, leaned into my ear and said: "Your brother's expression is not right."

I thought about it, and told Yuan Ziyi firmly: "It must be because you are so beautifully dressed today, he was stunned."

The talent show that Yuan Ziyi is going to participate in is called "Gardenia Star". It is a youth-oriented audition show. The poster has a pink and tender background with white gardenia flowers floating on it.

We didn't know how many people had signed up until we arrived at the scene. I held Yuan Ziyi's hand tightly, fearing that the two of us would be scattered by the flow of people.

Someone was handing out a number card on the spot, and I asked Yuan Ziyi to wait for me outside, and finally squeezed in to get one.

"Number 151," I put the small piece of paper in my pocket, "pay attention and listen to the horn."

Although the conditions of the audition site were simple, they had all the necessary equipment. It was No. 151, and Yuan Ziyi and I entered the venue together, and saw a piano by the side of the stage.

That's good, I breathed a sigh of relief.

While Yuan Ziyi was introducing himself to the referees, I quietly looked at the surrounding environment, and took a look at today's referee... Hey, isn't the big bald guy I met at the beach a few days ago sitting in the middle!

The big bald head wore a long-sleeved shirt today to cover up the tattoos on his arms, but his empty hairstyle is really special for him, and I still recognized him at a glance.

Obviously he also recognized me, nodded at me with a smile, and tapped the information paper on the table with the cap of his pen, signaling Yuan Ziyi to start performing.

I exchanged glances with Yuan Ziyi, gave her a cheering gesture, and then walked to the corner of the piano and sat down.

Yuan Ziyi's singing is really not good enough, not to mention that her accompaniment is just the sound of the piano, which can't cover up the flaws in her singing skills.

When she finished her performance, two of the three judges on the stage frowned, but the bald head sat in the middle thinking.

"How about it," he motioned Yuan Ziyi to come to him, and handed Yuan Ziyi a small business card, "I think your qualifications are not bad, it is impossible to be an idol, but if you want to develop into a model, You can call me."

He took a look at Yuan Ziyi's figure. Yuan Ziyi was tall and had a big frame. The silver fishtail skirt hung on her body like a fish whose scales had been lifted in half.

"However, your current personal image is not very good, and your weight base is too large. If you want to be a model, you may have to suffer a lot. I will audition here for a week, and give me a call when you think about it."

He said that Yuan Ziyi is not suitable to be an idol, and the implication is that he was passed in this audition.

I was a little lost for Yuan Ziyi, and sighed softly beside me.

The judge on the right looked at me, "Little classmate, you play the piano well."

This is not nonsense, I have learned it since I was a child.

He asked me: "Are you here with your friend? I don't know if you are interested in our show..."

"No, no, no," I quickly shook my head, "I'll forget it."

The judge showed a little melancholy on his face, patted his shoulder with his bald head, and said to me with a smile: "It's a coincidence that we can meet again."

I smiled dryly, "Yeah... well, let's go first if we have nothing to do."

I helped Yuan Ziyi out of the selection room, and she asked me, "Do you know them?"

"I don't know." I told her about the encounter with a bald head at the beach, and then asked her what she planned to do next, whether she really wanted to be a model.

Yuan Ziyi scratched his hair, looked at the business card in his hand, "I don't know, think again."

It was probably the words of the bald head that made Yuan Ziyi tempted. When she came to my house to change her clothes, she said that she would go home and ask her mother first, and asked me to return the clothes for her.

I promised to come down and tell her to be safe on the way home.

As soon as Yuan Ziyi left, I went to Tang Shi with my bag, and wanted him to accompany me to return the clothes.

I was still wearing the suit that went to the audition scene. Tang Shi sat on the sofa and stared at me for a long time, making me think that my face was dusty, so I reached out and wiped it several times.

He asked me to go home and change my clothes first, I agreed, and went back to change into a more casual set of clothes, and put on a pair of ajs that my dad gave me a few days ago.

On the way to return the clothes, I told Tang Shi what happened at the audition site, and said, "You don't know, I was shocked the moment I saw the bald head."

Tang Shi wore an earphone on one ear, and followed me lazily, "You're always stunned, even if you meet a dog on the road, you'll be stunned, idiot."

Tang Shi and I went to return the clothes, and when we were walking back, he asked me if I wanted to eat a cone.

The weather is quite hot, I thought the ice cream would be sticky on my hands, so I shook my head.I said, "I want to drink lemonade."

There happened to be a milk tea shop nearby, Tang Shi turned around and walked towards the milk tea shop, "Wait, I'll go buy it."

When my mother came back from work, she saw her dressing table and thought the house had been burglarized.

Tang Shi and I strolled around the street and bought a few game CDs with him. When we got home, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa calling my father, with a very aggrieved voice: "Husband, what happened at home?" Thief, tore down my limited edition air cushion! Also used my eye cream, ruined my lipstick! I want to call the police! Call the police!"

Call the police?

It didn't sound good, so I hurried to stand in front of the sofa and confessed my mistake: "Mom, I did it."

"you?"

My mother's eyes widened, "Why are you touching my cosmetics?"

Of course I couldn't betray Yuan Ziyi, so I blinked my big eyes and looked at my mother with a "guess it yourself" expression.

"It's over, husband..." My mother grabbed the phone, and the vibrato came out, "My cosmetics are used by my son, my God, this is more terrible than being burglarized at home."

My dad came back soon, which directly led to an instant reversal of the situation where my mother and I looked at each other in dismay.

"Tell me," my mother leaned in my father's arms, with her slender fingers resting on her forehead, with an unacceptable look: "Why do you use mother's cosmetics?"

How can I say this, how can I know why you women like to use cosmetics so much!

I sat on the single sofa and grabbed my clothes, thought for a long time and gave a rather erratic answer: "Because... I like it."

"Listen! This is your good son!" My mother's eyes widened, and she punched my father's chest with a powder, "How could this happen! Why does my son like women's cosmetics!"

My dad let my mom hammer him, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, apparently not knowing what he should say.

My mother was still beating him, "Husband! Take care of your son!"

Although my dad is someone who has seen big scenes, he was still trapped by the situation in front of him. He didn't know what to say about me, so he choked out a sentence after a long while: "Let you apply face cream to your son and feed bird's nest every day, this one Who should be blamed?"

"My God!" My mother folded her hands on her chest, making a gesture of holding a heart, "Husband, you are right, it's all my fault. But didn't I enroll him in taekwondo classes, eh—"

"Okay, okay." My dad put his arms around my mom, and patted her on the shoulder reassuringly.

The scene in front of me was funny for no reason, I bulged my cheeks, and swallowed back the laughter that was about to burst out of my mouth.

"Moonlight," my dad called my name with a serious face: "don't touch your mother's cosmetics from now on, you know, some limited editions are hard to buy, it's your dad and I who lined up for hours at the counter to buy them .”

"If you really like it," my dad's voice paused, and he said in a compromise, "Dad can buy you a colorless lipstick."