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Indeed, a young artist like Du Yinuo doesn't even have an assistant, let alone a stylist.There are many young artists who are in a similar situation to him, and they still have to work as assistants for others.

It's really too early for Zhao Ye to find him a private stylist.If other people hear this, I don't know how many people will hehe.

Zhao Ye stood in the bathroom and smoked two cigarettes, pinched the cigarette, his serious face couldn't hold back immediately after he returned to the private room.

Σ(°△°|||) Just now, she was just a human being, but now Nima is definitely a fairy!

With just one phone call from Zhao Ye and two cigarettes, Monroe had already recovered her true colors.A short hair wig with golden ears, silver eye shadow, golden eyeliner, light pink lips.A left hand was stretched out in front of Duino, with five fingers in five colors, as if they were discussing with Duino which one was more beautiful.

"These colors are all beautiful, but I like this one better." Duino pointed to Monroe's index finger, "This color is like a peacock's feathers."

It was a kind of green, rich in color and shining with brilliance, just like what Duino described, like the tail feathers of a peacock.

Du Yinuo's expression was clear and upright, it was a serious evaluation, not perfunctory, flattering or flattering.

"I like this too! It's a pity... my skin color is too yellow, and it doesn't suit me to apply it on my fingers. Your skin color is very suitable, but it doesn't suit your temperament and personality. Hey! Lao Zhao, take care of me My brother has to be careful, so that one day he can let me put on makeup!"

The corner of "Old Zhao"'s mouth twitched, who is far and who is near?

However, at least from this point of view, Monroe is not a messy guy: "Contract, let's go to a lawyer to have a look."

"Why is it two years?"

"Too much? We can change it to one year."

Monroe signed a contract in twos and threes.

"Why don't you go to a lawyer or something?"

"It's not the first time to sign a contract, no problem. If you're useless, I'll take it as a vacation." Menglu gave Zhao Ye a blank look, "My brother has such good conditions, if you can't even manage him, then don't mess around. Now, go home and serve your wife."

"Nimma, I regret it, I shouldn't sign a contract with you."

"It's late, make two copies, hehe."

Zhao Ye and Monroe were natural enemies. They had been arguing non-stop since they met, and bickered all the time while eating.But while bickering, the two were taking care of Duino.

Duino was also "honest", so he just ate it.

After coming to this world, the happiest thing is food.

o(*￣▽￣*)o So many delicious dishes, the chefs here are geniuses.

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On the third day after Du Yinuo changed his job as a quasi-artist, instead of going to the Tianjiang Building, he went shopping with Zhao Ye and Monroe.

Zhao Ye not only asked Monroe to be Duino's stylist, he also hoped that Monroe could teach Duino how to match his daily clothes.Many artists are brilliant on the screen, but they don't know how to dress up in daily life, and they often become people's jokes.

Facts have proved that Zhao Ye's worries are unfounded.Monroe, who was full of fighting spirit, was suddenly hit and lost.

There is a kind of person who is really born to look good in anything.

In the morning market, there are three pieces of old-fashioned shirts for five yuan, and the pair of jeans for 15 yuan in the morning market. Du Yinuo can wear them like a supermodel on the runway of Milan Fashion Week.

The limited number of casual suits and trousers from high-end brand stores, Du Yinuo can wear them so that everyone has an urge to tear off the model poster next to them.

At four o'clock, three big men were sitting in the McClown eating ice cream.

"Duino, I'm looking at you now and want to hit you." Monroe bit the ice cream spoon, blinking her eyes, "Suddenly realized that you look so unfulfilling."

It is said that he came here in full gear today, with three-inch high heels, a small red suit and a one-line skirt, and wavy brown hair.Yesterday he was a tall and long-legged handsome mixed-race guy, today he is a tall and long-legged mixed-race beauty, just like there are girls looking back at Du Yinuo along the way, there are also men looking back at him frequently, obviously the appearance is extremely successful.

"You only have a sense of accomplishment about your own appearance." Zhao Ye snorted coldly.

"Hmph, when you deflate with your mouth."

Zhao Ye's face darkened even more: "You take those bags of clothes back and don't wear them. When you first appeared in front of people, you should be ordinary."

"Are you blind?"

"I'm referring to clothing and conversation. Also, Yinuo, give me your Weibo account and password. I've been researching with 'some people' for two days, and I think it's better if you don't hide it from the beginning. "

"Actually... I haven't dropped my Weibo. Although I don't reply every day, many things are written on it."

"Didn't throw it away? You just continued to write Weibo after the suicide note? And the suicide note was not deleted?"

"What suicide note?!"

"Actually, what I did back then was quite stupid, but...it was a step I took after all, and because of that suicide note, I met many people. It was also that suicide note that gave me a way out. So I'm reluctant to delete it."

Zhao Ye thought that such Weibo, Du Yinuo would think it was very unlucky, and even thought that his decision would be opposed by Du Yinuo.When they met for the first time, Duino also said frankly that it was a scandal, an unbearable past.What they were talking about was opening up when necessary, but not opening the wound from the beginning and letting people watch.

That's why Zhao Ye thought Du Yinuo had already left that meager account in the corner, and he didn't think about checking it online before.

Until now, Zhao Ye hastened to search.

The name of Weibo is Du Yinuo.

When the attention was the highest, Du Yinuo had more than 400 million Weibo friends, but now there are only a fraction of [-] left, and many of them are zombie fans.

After the suicide note, the first Weibo post by Yin Nuo was two photos.

One is a roadside locust tree: it's autumn, but it's still beautifully green.

One is a street scene, the most ordinary one, pedestrians and vehicles are blurred: discharged from the hospital, alive.

Avanti’s old donkey: I’m very glad to see that you can make it through. You are still a young man with a long future, and you have to look forward to gray coffee turning black: There are many things I want to tell you, but only two words came to mind in the end ——Come on, most of the hot comments are positive encouragements like this, and of course some people replied "I donated so much money to you, how did you spend it", "Why didn't you die again? Didn't you promise to die?", There are also some swear words from people who have nothing to do, which can be ignored.

The next Weibo is three photos.

One is the collection record with his name painted on it, the other is the summary of Duino's medical expenses during his hospitalization, and the last is a remittance slip sent to an elementary school in a poor mountainous area.

Where did the remaining money go? Duino answered some boring people.

In the third Weibo post, I took a photo of a Clown Maiden overalls hanging in a cloth closet: I have a job, I have found a place to live, and my health is much better than before.

The following microblogs are much more trivial. On his first day at work, the working meal of McClown employees is hamburgers. Du Yinuo was very happy to eat hamburgers for the first time, but not long after he posted on Weibo that he still likes flatbread and fried Tofu with Laoganma.

Duino got his salary, and he happily asked if he wanted to buy a jacket that he saw by chance and liked, or a bicycle.

When he was a sophomore in high school, he actually started working part-time.However, apart from tuition fees, a large part of the part-time job money has to be handed over to parents for food, accommodation, equipment, and other expenses.Not long after the money was in his hands, it disappeared. This was the first time he could really hold "such a large sum of money" in his hands.

"You didn't buy either, so what did you buy in the end?" Zhao Ye asked.

"I bought a very warm down jacket." Du Yinuo was a little puzzled, and leaned over to take a look, only to realize what Zhao Ye was asking.

He answered naturally.But Zhao Ye immediately "fucked" in his heart, not scolding Du Yinuo, but because he felt uncomfortable.

Continue to browse, the last one was posted two days ago: I found a new way, I want to try it.

Gray coffee turns black: I see your down-to-earth, I hope you can be better. //@杜阿诺: Thank you, Du Yinuo, who naturally reveals a kind of satisfaction in the ordinary.

Such a good child, who was forced to commit suicide and earn his own living, would be so happy and satisfied to buy a worn-out down jacket—what kind of Du Yinuo's clothes are, of course Zhao Ye, who moved with him, knows exactly what they are.If only he was really my younger brother, my parents must not hurt him to death.

"Oh, why are you doing this, kid?! Beep..." Of course, the one who is beeping can only be Miss Monroe.

He came back from France and didn't know about Duino.When Zhao Ye was looking for Du Yinuo, he also looked for him. He turned to Du Yinuo's Weibo, and after reading the suicide note, he looked for other related events.After reading it, I felt uncomfortable, but when I looked up, I heard Du Yinuo's words "I'm very happy", and I immediately groaned.

"Sister Monroe, I..."

"I don't pity you, I'm just a little moved, who made me a sentimental woman?" In fact, why did you cry, Monroe was completely dry, "There are not many silly children like you."

After the age of 15, there are very, very few people who can be as easily satisfied as Duino.

It has nothing to do with goodness or evil. Good people are sometimes dissatisfied. This is human nature.

More importantly, beauty is justice, beauty ╮(╯▽╰)╭

A handsome guy with a contented smile on his face, expressing that he is willing to be plain, not irritable and angry because of poverty, and showing no negative emotions.It was simply a living religious mural.

Looking at him, if you still want to say "It's so fake" and "Let's act", it must be against your will.

Looking at him, I felt only sincerity and warmth.