I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

As the weather gradually warms up, the humanized school finally issued new clothes to the airline class. It is a short-sleeved round-neck T-shirt with blue and white horizontal stripes. Everyone can finally take off their coats without any scruples!

At the same time, Zhuang Wenyao's trainee work at the TV station has finally come to an end, and he has begun to enter the internship stage.

Under the guidance of director You Wei, the staff of various departments in the backstage were busy busy inside and outside. One of the two anchors was putting on makeup, and the other was nervously reading the script over and over again.

Tang Mo finished applying soul lipstick to Fu Rongrong, and said with satisfaction: "Okay Rongrong, your makeup is finished!"

Former anchor Ji Xu commented: "Not bad, the makeup is very delicate, but the style is slightly different from that of Sister Wei, and it is more in line with Rongrong's temperament. Momo, your skills are too good~"

Fu Rongrong took a look in the mirror and exclaimed: "My God! Is it too thick?"

Tang Mo explained: "No way! The lighting and camera lens in the studio are all made up, and it won't be visible if it's faded~"

Fu Rongrong was still a little hard to accept: "But the color of this lipstick is so red..."

"It's pretty good! It's red, it looks formal!" You Wei came over and said, "Don't worry, I didn't always have this style of painting when I was recording and broadcasting before! Okay, next one, Zhuangzhuang!"

Zhuang Wenyao was shocked: "Hey!"

You Wei: "Come here and put on makeup!"

"Makeup?!" Zhuang Wenyao was startled, "Me? I want to make up too?"

"That's right!" You Wei grabbed him and pressed him on the chair, "It's necessary for work, you, Senior Ji Xu, are so handsome, you still look good, all for the TV station!"

Zhuang Wenyao never thought in his life that he could wear makeup. He felt awkward being stared at by so many people at such a close distance, and he started to sweat.

He also wore camouflage as part of his on-air attire.The newly issued sea soul shirt is a bit too casual, and the unified blue shirt of No. [-] Middle School can't highlight the characteristics of the aviation class, so let's stick to the classic blue camouflage uniform of the aviation class.

But it's so hot!

Tang Mo, the makeup artist over there, looked at Zhuang Wenyao's face, not knowing where to start:

His skin is in good condition, his skin tone is even, white and thin, and there is no need for makeup; he has prominent browbones and a high nose bridge, and the curvature of his zygomatic arch is just right, connecting with the mandible to form a smooth and clear line, full Even the high collagen can't hide the superior bone phase, which makes people feel that any trimming will not be icing on the cake, but superfluous; his eyebrows are neat and thick, and the same is true for his eyelashes. His eyelids are double, but a pair of black and shiny The eyes are already energetic enough, without any carvings, they are already shining brightly, making people fascinated by sight.

For the first time, Tang Mo felt that the whole box of cosmetics that she regarded as a treasure was so useless, and she was inexplicably disappointed.

Ji Xu, on the other hand, sighed repeatedly from the bottom of his heart: It is true that the back waves of the Yangtze River are pushing the front waves, and the front waves are about to be shot to death on the beach!

You Wei also quickly discovered this, and couldn't help but sigh: "Zhuang Zhuang, with your face, you are naturally suitable to be an anchor."

Zhuang Wenyao was still nervous, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows: "Really, really?" The tone was a little embarrassed and cautious, with a sense of inadvertence and hesitation.

You Wei, who had seen countless people, was dazed for a moment: I was careless, I was picked up by my little brother!Then he pulled him up and pushed him onto the studio: "You and Rongrong sit on it, and I'll see the effect."

Zhuang Wenyao raised his heart: "Is it starting now?"

You Wei laughed at him: "No, don't be nervous, I'll see how you two look on camera."

"Oh……"

Zhuang Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, followed Fu Rongrong to sit on the studio chair, and immediately saw the camera facing him and everyone's eyes, his muscles tensed up, he turned his head to look at Fu Rongrong, and raised his hand weakly. He raised his hand: "Well, Sister Wei, why don't you let me transform? My partner is so beautiful, I'm under a lot of pressure..."

Fu Rongrong, who was wearing full makeup, was elated, and smiled restrainedly.

You Wei also chuckled: "Let me see."

Zhuang Wenyao in the camera looks slightly reserved, but his body posture is perfect, his skin looks even better under the lighting of the studio, as if he has been peeled, and the contours of his eyebrows and eyes are due to the thick hair and energetic eyes. The sense of presence is stronger.

You Wei couldn't help but tsk-tsk: You really are a natural anchor!

But the fly in the ointment is that although Zhuang Wenyao's appearance is red enough to have red lips and white teeth, the lip color is a bit whitish under the lighting, which is slightly pale compared to Fu Rongrong who is next to her with red lipstick.

Noticing this, You Wei waved at him: "Chuang Zhuang, come here and fix some lipstick for you! Momo, please help me, what color should I paint him..."

Tang Mo's fingers flicked over the rows of lipsticks, like choosing a concubine flipping through the cards, and finally locked on a YSL: "This color is more natural, peach milk tea color, and the complexion is not exaggerated. The texture is moist and not exaggerated. It's sticky and doesn't affect broadcasting and hosting, and many male stars are using it. Use this one for the anchor!"

Zhuang Wenyao listened to her clearly, but didn't know what to say: "You guys decide, I will obey the arrangement."

"Then this one, I trust Momo's vision." You Wei stepped aside and pushed Tang Mo over, "Momo, put makeup on him!"

"Okay~" Upon hearing that it was time to put on someone else's makeup, Tang Mo geared up, twisted out a piece of lipstick, dipped a lip brush into a little paste, held it in her right hand, and held Zhuang Wenyao's chin with the palm of her left hand facing up...

Zhuang Wenyao's skin is very good, the delicate touch is the same as that of a girl, but the skinny feeling is completely different from that of a woman, with sharp edges and corners, full of tough masculinity, one can tell that it is a boy's face.

The four eyes met, inexplicably embarrassed.

Tang Mo's dexterous hands suddenly froze, and even her skillful movements stopped abruptly. She let go of her hands in a panic, leaned her upper body back slightly, and opened a distance: "Sorry..."

"It's okay..." Zhuang Wenyao closed his jaw slightly, feeling a little helpless.

Ji Xu next to him stepped forward: "Momo, give me the lip brush, I'll paint it for him!"

Tang Mo felt amnesty for a moment: I forgot that there is a male anchor who is proficient in beauty makeup!Quickly handed the guy up.

But in fact, Ji Xu's proficiency in beauty makeup is limited to theory, after all, there is never a shortage of beauties around him to do makeup for him, and he has zero practical experience.Therefore, at the moment of real practice, he made a mistake that every straight man will make when he touches makeup for the first time: he painted the lipstick out when he outlined it.

Tang Mo saw at a glance that he was inexperienced, and took out a makeup remover towel to wipe off the corners of Zhuang Wenyao's mouth: "Oh, let me do it..." But girls will inevitably feel shy in contact with the opposite sex, let alone such a handsome opposite sex.Her cheeks were visibly flushed, and her hands were unsteady.

You Wei on the other side didn't know what to do, and hurriedly thought of a way, when a nice voice sounded from outside the crowd: "Let me do it."

Everyone followed their reputation, and the person who recommended himself was exactly...

"Lu Zhiheng?" Zhuang Wenyao was greatly surprised, "Why are you here?"

Lu Zhiheng walked over with a smile: "I heard that today is the debut show of the TV station's rising stars, so let's take a look, sister Wei will welcome you, right?"

You Wei happily patted Zhuang Wenyao on the shoulder: "Welcome, welcome! The reporter group and the broadcasting and TV station are just separated by a narrow strip of water! The head of the group can observe our work at will, and the school newspaper press releases in the future must give us a lot of publicity for our future stars~"

"That's for sure."

"Enough!" Zhuang Wenyao's face was full of black lines, "I'm so nervous, you two are talking about 'tomorrow's star' and 'virgin show', I'm about to retreat!"

"No way! You signed the contract of selling yourself, so you can't leave!" You Wei laughed, ignored him, and asked Lu Zhiheng, "Boss, do you know how to put on makeup?"

Lu Zhiheng smiled and said, "No. But I know how to draw, so I want to give it a try."

"That's right!" Zhuang Wenyao also realized that Lu Zhiheng has studied art and is good at drawing, "His hands are steady, let him paint for me!"

You didn't think for a while, and nodded: "Alright."

"Thank you." Lu Zhiheng took the lip brush from Tang Mo's hand, leaned over to approach Zhuang Wenyao, and gently lifted his slightly raised chin with the thumb of his left hand and the second knuckle of his index finger.

Zhuang Wenyao obediently let him manipulate, looked up at Lu Zhiheng's eyes when he raised his face, and found that his focused gaze was staring at his lips.

Suddenly, as if sensing the other party's gaze, Lu Zhiheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, then quickly lowered his eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly pursed to hold back a smile.

Zhuang Wenyao was afraid that his eyes, which had no place to rest, would interfere with Lu Zhiheng's performance, so he simply closed his eyes.

The result of the closure of vision is the abnormal sensitivity of hearing.The sound of long breathing came from the ear, and even the itching caused by the lip brush on the upper lip was greatly amplified.His tightly closed thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the palms on his knees were clenched into fists.

Lu Zhiheng took his series of reactions into his eyes, and while he was not paying attention, he secretly hooked his lips and smiled, holding the lip brush firmly with his right hand, letting the tiny brush head draw every inch of his lips: "Open your mouth slightly. "

Zhuang Wenyao's lips are full, and the touch of the lip brush is Q and soft.Subconsciously opened his eyes, the black agate-like pupils became a little more confused because of the sudden intrusion of light, like a newborn deer.The lips were carefully opened to a gap, revealing a bit of milky white, neat teeth and the pink tip of the tongue between the teeth.

Although the description of this lipstick color is a bit pretentious, it is unexpectedly appropriate after putting on the lips. The nude pink like "peach" has a texture of "milk tea". It is tender and sweet, which makes people think to taste...

"..." Lu Zhiheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, as if he had done it to himself.

Even if the heart is distracted, the movements of the hands are still unaffected, and the inside of the lips and the corners of the mouth are carefully drawn to make the coloring more even and thoughtful.

"Okay," Lu Zhiheng nodded slightly in satisfaction, "Pinch your lips together."

The lips that were stiff in order to keep still were finally freed, Zhuang Wenyao pursed his lips in an exaggerated "boo", his eyes also closed and blinked following the movement of his mouth, like blowing a kiss, but it was a very passionate blowing kiss.

Lu Zhiheng finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and Zhuang Wenyao also laughed, and the two just looked at each other and smiled inexplicably.

"Very good!" You Wei clapped his hands in satisfaction, and then they realized: Everyone is watching them!

Lu Zhiheng leaned back, returned the lip brush to Tang Mo, and smiled: "The color is well chosen, thank you."

Tang Mo took it happily: "It's all right."

You Wei is already gearing up: "Then shall we start?"

Perhaps because of Lu Zhiheng's presence, most of the unnecessary tension in Zhuang Wenyao's heart dissipated.The script had already been memorized by heart, and Zhuang Wenyao finally tidied up his appearance, and sat in the broadcasting chair calmly.

"All departments are preparing—" You Wei showed his able demeanor, "3, 2, 1, start!"

Fu Rongrong: "Students and teachers, good afternoon! Welcome to today's No. [-] Middle School news. I am the host Fu Rongrong."

Zhuang Wenyao: "I am the host Zhuang Wenyao."

"..."

After a lot of practice and running-in, the performance and cooperation of the two were perfect, and the recording and broadcasting was carried out in an orderly manner without any mistakes.

A deep and magnetic voice sounded: "The accent is much better, I should have practiced it well."

You can tell who it is just by hearing the voice: He Mang, Zhuang Wenyao's former boss and head of the radio station, also came to watch the recording and broadcasting?

"Station Master!" You Wei turned his head in surprise and said with a smile, "It's really not easy to get the approval of the Station Master. How about it, I have a good vision, right?"

He Mang nodded.

Youwei turned his eyes back to the broadcasting station, rubbed his little hands together, and smiled from ear to ear: "Golden boy and jade girl, so perfect!"

Lu Zhiheng picked up the camera, smiled and pressed the shutter button.

You didn't laugh: "Is it necessary? There are so many cameras inside recording."

Lu Zhiheng smiled without saying a word.His camera only locked on Zhuang Wenyao.

The recording and broadcast ended perfectly. After the broadcast, Zhuang Wenyao ran non-stop to a small corner where no one was around, and took off his camouflage uniform. The T-shirt inside absorbed a thin layer of sweat and stuck to his body tightly, showing his body lines at a glance.

In order to dress neatly, he specially tied his hem around his waist. Now that he took off his coat, he revealed a high waistline, wide shoulders, thin waist and long legs.He obviously has a pure and harmless face, but has a strong and perfect figure... a wonderful contrast.

The fabric of the camouflage uniform is thick, hard, and airtight. Once I take it off, every pore on my body breathes greedily, like steam.He himself didn't realize it yet, straightened his coat, and didn't notice that all the staff in the studio were focusing on him.

What the anchor emits is not water vapor, but hormones!

You Wei clapped his hands and yelled loudly: "Everyone has worked hard! Pack up and go eat!"

"it is good--"

Although all the staff of the TV station were busy for more than an hour, they all had smiles on their faces: Who wouldn't be happy to see handsome men and beautiful women?

The staff were busy with their own work, and the people who watched the fun also dispersed. Lu Zhiheng walked over to Zhuang Wenyao, and asked him with a teasing smile: "What are you doing here alone, thinking about your past?"

Zhuang Wenyao turned around and asked eagerly, "How is the recording?"

Lu Zhiheng smiled and replied: "Very good, let's go through it once."

"What about me? Voice, expression, etc.?" Zhuang Wenyao asked, looking at him purely and eagerly like a toddler expecting a compliment.

Lu Zhiheng rubbed his fluffy head: "Very, very, good! The pronunciation is clear and smooth, the accent is serious and lively, and the expressions are well managed. The stationmaster He Mang expressed his affirmation!"

"Really!" Zhuang Wenyao felt relieved, and felt as if he lost all strength in an instant, his arms rested on Lu Zhiheng's shoulders, and his whole body hung on him, "Hey, I'm so nervous!"

"But you act very naturally." Lu Zhiheng took out a handkerchief, unfolded it, folded it into a square, and stretched it to the corner of his mouth.

Zhuang Wenyao shrank his neck subconsciously: "Why?"

Lu Zhiheng smiled: "Don't you want to wipe off your lipstick?"

Zhuang Wenyao suddenly realized: "Oh yes! This lipstick is quite comfortable to wear, it's moist..." After two "boo" nostalgia, he pouted his lips for him to wipe.

Lu Zhiheng is now at the same altitude as him, and the distance is so close, as long as he moves forward a little, he can...

Lu Zhiheng's heart was pounding like a deer, and his surface was calm, he wiped off the peach milk tea color on Zhuang Wenyao's lips, revealing the original healthy and beautiful light red color, and then put the tissue back into his pocket calmly.

"No more? Lipstick." Zhuang Wenyao asked casually, spraying warm breath on Lu Zhiheng's neck.

Lu Zhiheng's breathing suddenly became short of breath: God, this is too much a test of concentration!

"What are you two whispering here?" You Wei came over to comfort her little anchor.

Zhuang Wenyao cried out in a crying voice: "Sister Wei!"

You Wei smiled "kindly": "Why are you crying? You acted so well. Just wait and see. After the show is over tomorrow, you'll be popular!"

"It doesn't matter whether it's hot or not, as long as it doesn't discredit our TV station!" Zhuang Wenyao smiled and turned to Lu Zhiheng, "Senior, would you like to wait a little longer and have dinner together tonight?"

Lu Zhiheng pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm so happy."