There are always bad guys trying to kill me

Sister Li, a make-up artist who always thinks that she has experienced a lot of battles and can meet the requirements of any actor or model, feels that she has met her opponent today.

It's fine for other actors to put on make-up, but who can call them popular?

It's fine for other actors to put on make-up to look tender without leaving traces, but who told them to be forever eighteen?

It’s fine for other actors to cover up their dark circles and modify their facial defects, but who wants to be self-willed?

Other actors can't use which company's isolation and can't use which company's fans. Who told people with sensitive skin to rely on their faces to eat.

Now this!what's going on!I have never seen an actor who refuses to wear makeup!

Just as soon as the hand touched it, it jumped so far like a ghost, what taboos are there to speak out directly!

This is an insult to my expertise! —a growl from the heart of a makeup artist.

Sister Li took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. The tilted balance in her heart was silently shifted back to the side of professional ethics. I am a good person, and I never take personal revenge!

When she took a step forward, Huang Shang involuntarily backed away, with a serious face, as if facing a formidable enemy, without saying a word.

"Boss, are you...allergic to cosmetics?" Assistant Mr. Zhou, who witnessed the whole process, finally couldn't help but ask, what are you going to do!

Huang Shang glanced sideways at Zhou Yi, his heart was complicated and hard to tell.

Makeup is the only way to act, and acting is the only way to become a god!

If you don't become a god, why go home!

Nine nine 81 difficulties, just started, how can I back down!

Isn't it just to let go of your face and smear it!I……

Huang Shang was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the makeup artist was about to step forward with Ling Lie's momentum, so he shouted: "Stop!"

I understand the truth, but I just don't want to be touched in the face!

"The ancients said, men and women can't stand... you!" Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly held hostage by Zhou Yi and directly suppressed on the chair.

Zhou Yi pressed Huang Shang's shoulders with both hands to hold him firmly, confirmed that he had successfully subdued the boss, raised his head and said apologetically to the makeup artist: "Sister Li, I'm sorry, my boss is shy. Let's do it."

The make-up artist's mood of wanting to slam the pen and go out was immediately appeased. Sure enough, a powerful assistant is king!I don't believe that this little newcomer can't be cured today!

She picked up the barrier cream, no matter how much she gritted her teeth in her heart, she said with a smile on her face: "Your Majesty, let's start."

Huang Shang was shocked, unable to resist Zhou Yi's restraint, and let the makeup artist pose.alley.

His lack of cooperation, under the seamless cooperation of Sister Li's superb skills and Zhou Yi's iron-blooded wrist, could not have any blocking effect at all.

In less than 10 minutes, Li Jie appeared in front of a haggard-faced, blood-deficient, almost-year-old emperor.

Forehead lines, hanging needle lines, crow's feet, laugh lines, Sister Li's make-up is superb. Huang Shangzheng looks like a middle-aged man with loose skin and wrinkles, leaving only a pair of bright eyes.

"Completed." The makeup artist looked at his finished product and held up the mirror for Huang Shang to take a closer look.

——Those who disobey me, all kneel and repent under my perfect makeup skills!

Before Huang Shang could express his anger, the door of the make-up cubicle was slammed open, and Xiao Zhu was sent by the director to pass on the make-up request.

"Sister Li, Director Pu asked me to inform you that Huang Shang's role has changed...don't draw..." Xiao Zhu looked at the wrinkled and energetic Huang Shang in front of him, and his voice gradually weakened. Who is this 40-year-old uncle!

He paused for a moment, facing the stormy low pressure of Sister Li, and added bravely: "Director Pu ordered...to maintain your true colors...the Ninth Five-Year Honor...impressive...the more handsome the better..."

Slap!The make-up artist's scale tilted towards revenge suddenly shattered.

—You bastards!

When Huang Shang finally escaped from Sister Li's slender claws and appeared in the imperial study room, he immediately attracted the attention of all the crew members.Sword-browed and star-eyed, heroic, with long hair and a crown, and a yellow robe with gold and embroidered dragons on his body, followed by Xiao Zhu and Zhou Yi, and everyone from the crew greeted him in front, shouting and embracing, showing a domineering spirit.

——If you just look at the upper body.

Down.Half.The body is still the pair of plaid beach pants and sandals, which is not a style of painting at all.

Because of the weather, it is too hot.

Even though Huang Shang repeatedly asked for a full set to play, the costume team still followed Xiao Zhu's request and didn't add any more for him.body.

Wigs, double-layered tops, and no air-conditioning in the imperial study, without Lin Hao, and Huang Shang; without Huang Shang, no one can afford this responsibility!

Xiao Zhu said comfortingly, "There is a table in the imperial study that will block the lower body." "Huang Shang, you are still so majestic and handsome in my heart." "The half-length dragon robe will not damage your majesty at all." Only then did Huang Shang leave with a frown come out.

In this regard, Zhou Yi cast admiring gazes on Xiao Zhu, and he was able to subdue others without fighting. This is a remarkable talent!

How did he know that Huang Shang just disliked Xiao Zhu who talked too much and was annoying.

It's not that Huang Shang doesn't know what summer's costumes look like. Although he says he's going to do as the Romans do, he still resists it when it really happens to him. If it's his usual costume, he won't care too much about it.

Even if the material and style of this dragon robe, which is six points similar to the old one, is perfunctory and simple, he still does not want to appear in front of people in such a weird way!

If Huang Shang hadn't been supported by the idea of ​​becoming a god, he might have abandoned his stall and evacuated in the next moment.

"Huang Shang, let's take a shoot now. Emperor Min Cheng's literary talents during his reign were outstanding." Director Pu told him about the play, "You can correct these memorials later, and you can also write and draw pictures. You must concentrate on it. , there must be culture.”

Director Pu gestured to the props on the table, then pointed to the door and said, "After the modification, you look up and you will see the heroine walking in from the outside, so you can say the lines."

Huang Shang nodded to express his understanding, and Director Pu smiled with satisfaction, as if his own child's understanding is incomparable to that of others: "You first find out how you feel, and let me know when you are done."

Huang Shang brushed across the desk, the table was neat and tidy, there were only a few memorials, and when he opened it, it was completely blank.The layout, distance, and texture here are all the same as in the old days. He looked up and saw all kinds of mechanical cables criss-crossing. The crew members performed their duties and watched him from below.

Huang Shang couldn't say whether it was nostalgia or emotion, he just felt that all this was really like a dream, only the sultry heat on his body and the cool breeze blowing from a distance could have a trace of reality.

When false is true, true is also false.He picked up the writing brush casually, and as soon as he started, he felt something was wrong.

Poor pen workmanship!It's even worse than a financier with a penny at hand.

"Zhou Yi, give me the pen."

He put the writing brush in his hand on the shelf, and took the wolf brush handed over by Zhou Yi - Huang Shang's special use, provided by the finance company.

The tip of the pen is one inch, and the rod is as long as the palm of your hand. He dipped the ink and picked up the pen. After trying it out, he said to the audience: "Let's start."

After finishing speaking, he raised his pen and hung it in the air, paused for a while, and wrote a few lines of lowercase letters on the white paper!

——In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly.If you suddenly feel it, then you will feel like a week.I don't know that Zhou's dream is a butterfly and a butterfly's dream is Zhou Yu?Zhou and Butterfly must be divided.This is called materialization.

Huang Shang focused on brushstrokes and was completely immersed in copying "Zhuangzi · Equality of Things". His soul seemed to be detached from his body, and he returned to his own era thousands of years ago. He was still in a crisis-ridden situation, standing alone and alone. walk alone.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, he didn't know what was in the dream and what was outside the dream.

He put down his pen and looked at the words in front of him with some regret.The quality of the paper is acceptable, but unfortunately, the ink is not as good as the ones kept privately by finance.

Huang Shang secretly decided to take some ink from finance next time.

Feng Lina watched him put the pen down outside the door, and stepped in through the door according to Director Pu's instructions.

The sun shone into the imperial study room, she was dressed in red, painted with gold appliqués, and there was a half-smile in her eyes.

She walks gracefully and has a light body.Ying, the shadow under his feet stretched infinitely in the backlight, which caught Huang Shang's attention.

He raised his head and saw her getting closer.

He recognized this person!

He is very familiar with her every frown and smile, and he is even more familiar with her insidiousness and cunning!

She is Zheng Sanniang's best friend and also Zheng Sanniang's old enemy!

"You are..." Huang Shang lowered his gaze, staring at this beautiful woman, "Shen Qiaoqiao?!"

"CUT!" As soon as the voice fell, Director Pu called out Ka.

Director Pu frowned, regretting for a while, the feeling was right, the aura was right, and the lines were wrong!The wrong lines and the wrong expression waste the good foreshadowing before, and bring people back to reality in an instant.What a pity.

Seeing that Huang Shang was still staring at Feng Lina, he couldn't help reminding: "Your Majesty, your line is 'Miss Yingying, you are here'!"

The author has something to say:

Ten chapters have passed, and Huang Shang is still acting cute on his journey to becoming a (male) neurotic.

Huang Shang was held down by Zhouyi, and Sister Li stretched out Lushan's claws.

Huang Shang: I am as beautiful as a flower like a jade ∑(っ°Д°;) っ! ! !