After becoming a male god's makeup artist [Entertainment]

As soon as this remark came out, Lin Ziyu laughed and teased him first: "I didn't know before, why are you so stingy?"

"It's not stingy." Wen Chuhan glanced at Lin Jian, and said to Lin Ziyu, "You can help me, but I can't help this makeup artist."

"...Is there any difference?" Wang Hanlin asked.

"That's a big difference." Wen Chuhan seemed to be serious, "I helped Lin Ziyu, I can get something back from him, I helped your make-up artist, we can't get anything in the forest, You might even be scolded behind your back."

Lin Jian turned his head to look at Xiao Deng, and saw that his expression at the moment was even uglier than the last time he touched up his make-up at the party.

He knew he shouldn't be gloating, but Lin Jian recalled what Xiao Deng had said about him to Wang Hanlin not long ago, and felt that this was retribution for speaking ill of him behind his back.

Xiao Deng was forced by Wen Chuhan to dare not say a word, and now he could only pretend that his grandson was silent.Lin Ziyu said, "Then I can ask your makeup artist to help me, can I?"

"Ask him." Wen Chuhan gave Lin Jian the right to choose.

Lin Jian was very cooperative and said, "I'll go over here when I'm done."

They returned to the opposite position, Lin Jian picked out a lipstick with a less conspicuous color on the dressing table, first tried the color on the back of his hand, and then took a disposable lip brush.

He was about to lean closer to Wen Chuhan, but he heard the other party speak softly: "The one who put on makeup for me at the anniversary party last time was that little Deng."

Lin Jian paused, nodded, and responded in a low voice: "I know."

Wen Chuhan raised his eyebrows, didn't ask him why he knew, and continued, "I just quit a makeup artist before he came. Do you know what he told me after he came?"

Lin Jian used a lip brush to lightly smear the lipstick on the lipstick, and listened to his story with great interest: "How do you say it?"

"He said, if Mr. Wen lacks a make-up artist, why not consider me, I am the most famous head make-up artist in our magazine." Wen Chuhan didn't intentionally let the other party hear this time, and imitated the other party's tone in a low voice, "I really believed in his evil at that time."

Lin Jian couldn't help laughing. He turned his back to the makeup mirror and turned his head to hide his expression.

"I don't mean to look down on Mao Sui's self-recommendation. Besides, this little Deng is telling the truth. He even stole my camera. Even if he wasn't the most famous magazine before, he should be now." Wen Chuhan continued to mock.

When Lin Jian faced Wen Chuhan, the smile on his lips hadn't faded away, and he asked curiously, "So you targeted him today?"

"I've always treated makeup artists very rationally and objectively, without personal feelings." Wen Chuhan whispered in his ear, "But this time it's really aimed at him."

Lin Jian felt his ears burning, he moved a little away, and heard him say again: "He offended my make-up artist, I must not retaliate against him."

Lin Jian was taken aback, originally his ears were burning, but after hearing this, his cheeks also began to flush slightly.

He started his work like a cover-up, gently applying lipstick to Wen Chuhan with a lip brush.

Seeing him blushing and not speaking, Wen Chuhan realized that the other party was shy.This realization made him feel unreal expectations.

He wanted to find fault on purpose.

Lin Jian just painted half of it on him, the other party leaned back slightly, frowned and said, "It's too hard."

He didn't react: "What's too hard?"

"Brush." ​​Wen Chuhan looked at the disposable lip brush in Lin Jian's hand, and said, "I don't use this kind of thing to put lipstick on."

Lin Jian shrank his right hand back, and explained to him: "This lipstick is from their magazine, and other people have also used it."

"I don't dislike lipstick." Wen Chuhan directly reached out to take the lip brush in his hand, threw it into the trash can by his feet, and said to him, "Use your hands."

Just thinking about what he said, Lin Jian felt outrageous, no matter how hard the lip brush could be, the other party waited for him to continue with a natural expression.He hesitated for two seconds, but still listened to him.

In the past, when applying makeup to models or entertainers, makeup artists tried to avoid direct skin contact, firstly to avoid suspicion, and secondly because they were afraid of getting fancy makeup.But the entertainer explicitly asked for it, and Lin Jian could only obey him.

It's just that he is not a sage after all, and when his lipstick-smeared fingers rest on the other's lips, he will inevitably be distracted.

The outside world's evaluation of Wen Chuhan is "capable and temperamental", "not easy to mess with" is his personality label, and it is not known whether it is the company's deliberate request to create a personality, or someone misunderstood him in some ways.But Lin Jian knew that the Wen Chuhan he knew actually had a soft heart like the lower lip touched by his fingers.

Back then, the class break where he was bumped into by an enthusiastic person was the starting point of Lin Jian's memories about him.

In the classroom, he was far away from his own seat, they were both in the last row, but he was in the northernmost and Wen Chuhan was in the southernmost.He always cast a bold and fiery look at Wen Chuhan under the pretext of helping his classmates observe the back door.

Once a young man's mind breaks out of the ground, it is a strong desire that even he can't control.It should be considered unintentional once or twice, but if there are too many times, people will always notice it.

Wen Chuhan was sitting next to his good friend, and after class, he could always hear the laughter from their small group.And the secrets in the forest were also broken by them.

There was a class break, when Lin Jian went to the bathroom, he heard a familiar voice from inside, it was Wen Chuhan's friends chatting.

"Hey, did you guys notice that every time I look at the water dispenser, that kid is always looking at me?"

Lin Jian studied a year earlier than others, and his classmates often called him a child because of the age gap.In fact, Lin Jian didn't like this title.

"Is that looking at you?" Someone laughed, "Don't be so sentimental, okay?"

"I didn't think it was looking at me." The man said, "Hey, don't you show it?"

Hearing this, Lin Jian quickly discovered that Wen Chuhan was among them.

He likes Wen Chuhan, and it doesn't matter if anyone knows about him, after all, there are so many people who like him, so why would anyone be curious about having one more.But Lin Jian was very concerned about Wen Chuhan's opinion.

If he said no, it would be equivalent to a death sentence.

Lin Jian was a shameless eavesdropper once, and he waited for Wen Chuhan's response with trepidation. After waiting for a long time, he waited until the other party said, "You don't care about the handsome guy."

He didn't know what he meant. When he was in a daze, several boys had already come out of the bathroom.

He couldn't dodge in time, so he could only accept his fate.I thought they would laugh at them, but several of Wen Chuhan's friends kept the same movement, crossed their index fingers in front of their mouths, passed in front of him without squinting, and left one by one as if they didn't see him .

Until the last person stopped in front of him.

"Did you hear us talking just now?" Wen Chuhan lowered his head and asked him.

Lin Jian was at a loss, shook his head subconsciously, and was full of nervousness when he spoke: "I didn't hear."

"That's a pity." Wen Chuhan laughed softly, "We just said that you were very handsome when you answered the teacher's question in English class today."

As a result, those secret longings are taken for granted.

"Have you ever put lipstick on someone like that?"

The familiar voice pulled Lin Jian out of his memory. When he was talking just now, Lin Jian was distracted, and his fingers didn't notice that he stretched into the other party's mouth and touched the front teeth.

He quickly took it back and shook his head violently: "No."

Wen Chuhan didn't speak any more, just stretched out his hand to take out a piece of paper, and wiped off his lipstick finger.

Lin Jian finished the last bit of finishing work, and while the stylist was doing Wen Chuhan's hairstyle, he slightly modified Lin Ziyu's makeup.

With the words of Wen Chuhan and Lin Ziyu in front of him, Xiao Deng stood aside and watched Lin Jian touch up his make-up, he didn't dare to say a word.

Soon, the makeup was completed, and the two entered the studio for shooting.

Lin Jian had been concentrating on putting on makeup for almost three hours. He was already starving from hunger, but during the filming he still had to focus on his makeup and didn't have time to eat.

The shooting lasted for more than two hours, and by the time all the work was over, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Wu Xuan was waiting at the door, Wen Chuhan hurriedly asked as soon as he came out, "Why don't you take off your make-up first when you go home? How about having dinner directly at home?"

"Okay." Wen Chuhan was also very hungry at the moment, and didn't want to say a word that was unnecessary.

Wu Xuan was about to ask Lin Jian if he wanted to have dinner together, but Wang Hanlin stopped him first and said he wanted to talk briefly.

Lin Jian didn't know what kind of medicine the other party was selling in the gourd, and followed him to the empty corridor, only to hear him say: "You are quite good, and you were only a beauty blogger before?"

"It's a bit flattering to be a beauty blogger. To be honest, I'm not qualified, because the current beauty bloggers are working very hard to survive." Lin Jian said quietly.

"I apologize for my previous remarks. There is indeed a chain of contempt in this circle, but I shouldn't make judgments on others at will." Wang Hanlin shrugged and said, "What I want to say is that LUTON has always been out of the circle with creative makeup. We There are very few bold and thoughtful people like you, so I would like to ask if you are willing to sign with LUTON."

Lin Jian looked at him and asked, "Is this what you mean or what the editor-in-chief means?"

Wang Hanlin smiled: "I mean."

"Oh." Lin Jian nodded and said, "Do you not like surfing the Internet?"

Wang Hanlin: "?"

"Otherwise, why don't you know that I'm already Wen Chuhan's personal makeup artist." Seeing his surprised expression, Lin Jian patiently explained, "He won't let me do makeup for other people."

Wang Hanlin almost thought he heard it wrong, he asked back: "You are a makeup artist, not his property, right? How can there be any reason not to let the makeup artist eat?"

Lin Jian lowered his head and remained silent.

"Even if you are a private makeup artist, you only need to be responsible for daily makeup and event makeup. Is it possible that you want to join the crew? Such a tiring job, you might as well come to us to work part-time." Wang Hanlin persuaded, "Besides, our Compared with the crew, the salary is easier and more profitable."

Lin Jian was unmoved.

Wang Hanlin then persuaded him a few more words about how hard the crew was, Lin Jian waited for him to stop, and politely asked, "Have you finished?"

"..."

"I'm quite willing to belong to him." Lin Jian said seriously.