Chapter 39

The likability and cuteness of any industry are likely to be used to lure outsiders in.

On the afternoon of the third day when Jiang Xiaoyuan became the nominal assistant to makeup artist Teacher Jiang and actually a maid, she realized the essence of this industry, which is colorful outside but dull inside.

At the same time, she gained a breathing space for the whole afternoon during the interview with the Empress Dowager and could freely move around in the hotel with nothing to do.

Jiang Xiaoyuan is not active.

She doesn't like watching TV, and the computer belongs to Mr. Jiang, who doesn't dare to play recklessly. There is no leisure activity she loves that she can afford at this stage. So she took advantage of lunch and went to the large bookstore in the city center to search for two professional books and a mixed grain pancake, and brought them back to eat while devoutly worshipping and reading.

To be honest, no matter how fun or interesting something is presented in a professional book, it will become dull and boring, and the more professional it is, the more boring it becomes - it seems that if it is not boring, abstract, or difficult to understand, it is embarrassing to call oneself a "professional".

The most insane thing is that even the models in that rundown textbook have boring faces, so ugly that they have no distinctive features. The author seems to have made up his mind to deprive readers of the last bit of fun.

This time, the spirit of the top scholar also declined. Jiang Xiaoyuan finished eating pancakes and happily fled to her digestive organs with oxygen in her blood. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, she simply went on strike and stopped working - she had only read less than twenty pages before sleeping dead on the sofa.

If she hadn't been awakened by the ringing of a text message on her phone near four o'clock, she would have probably left that night for 'missing the boss's job'.

Jiang Xiaoyuan quickly turned over and got up. A fierce person stuffed herself into the cold water and ran around the room like a lunatic, checking the things that Mr. Jiang asked her to bring back and forth several times before finally picking them up and running wildly.

It was too late to check the route again, let alone rely on public transportation. Jiang Xiaoyuan had to grit her teeth and take a taxi again, staring at the driver's meter with hateful eyes along the way. Every time the meter jumped, a deep flame of bitterness and hatred sprayed from her eyes.

This is her second time taking a taxi within a few days. The first time she arrived at the airport, she spent nearly 150 yuan. If things continue like this, Jiang Xiaoyuan suspects that she must go beg for food.

She silently sounded the drum of retreat once again in her heart.

When she claimed that she was prepared to endure hardship, she didn't expect it to be so severe, nor did she expect that she would feel a little tired of makeup in less than two days.

If you don't love it, how can you be willing to endure hardship for it?

Jiang Xiaoyuan glanced at the tree signs passing backwards beside her in a state of confusion. Only then did she have free time to flip through her life-saving text message. Without guessing, she knew that it was either a call from the operator or a greeting from her "temporary guardian Qilian".

Qilian: "Did you make the courseware later

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "It's done, I'm tired

The sleep on the sofa made her waist and back ache, and there seemed to be a muscle stuck behind her neck. It was sour and numb, and Jiang Xiaoyuan seemed to have turned into a rusty armor, with every joint lacking some oil.

A few seconds after she replied, Qilian called, and his background voice was very noisy, as if he was in some public place.

Today Chen Fangzhou asked me about you, "Qilian said." How's it going today

Last time, Jiang Xiaoyuan squeezed out a few words that sounded quite happy from all her cells, but this time she couldn't even squeeze out a drop of feigned strength.

Jiang Xiaoyuan replied half dead, "That's it

Qilian didn't express too much surprise and chuckled lightly, "Anyone who really wants to do something is always difficult at the beginning

Jiang Xiaoyuan doesn't believe this kind of nonsense: "Are you saying it will be okay in the future

Qilian: "That's not true. You'll get used to bad luck in the future

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

He was truly her kindred spirit, and a sentence pierced Jiang Xiaoyuan's chest, piercing her heart, liver, and lungs.

Jiang Xiaoyuan's ear was pressed against the old-fashioned phone receiver, and a "rustling" noise came from inside, like a white noise that unconsciously made people's thoughts clear. For the first time, she moved her nervous eyes off the meter and landed outside the car window in the city where the dusk was low and the lights were on.

She was in the middle of this unfamiliar street, like a small flying fluff, rushing around with the wind, desperately trying to find a piece of soil to settle down, but in all directions there was only steel and cement that could not be reached by roots.

Jiang Xiaoyuan asked as if sleepwalking, "If I don't want to work now and go back to Mr. Chen's place to wash my hair, does he still want me

Qilian remained silent for a while, until Jiang Xiaoyuan thought she had said something wrong.

On the other end of the phone, distant and fragmented conversations and the clinking sound of cups and plates colliding could be heard.

Jiang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but cough and said, "I'm not

It's okay, "Qilian interrupted her quietly." I haven't touched a single penny of the fund left by Xu Jingyang for you all these years. Even if you don't want to do anything, there's no problem

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Jiang Xiaoyuan genuinely wanted to climb the pole, but after listening to it all, she fell silent again.

By the way, in this time and space, as long as she exists, the virus cannot push another person over. She is like a personal plug, even if she has no value, Qilian will wholeheartedly do a good job of "equipment maintenance" for her.

So what next?

If one day, there is a way to be certain that the virus has been consumed and no one will care about it anymore.

Under this assumption, the better his attitude, the colder Jiang Xiaoyuan's heart became.

If she were the legendary peerless beauty, she would be willing to believe that others would treat her well for free, because true beauty is priceless and will not be let down by the whole world. Unfortunately, Jiang Xiaoyuan is only "good-looking" to an ordinary extent, and at best, walking on the road will attract people to take a few more glances, not worth so much money.

Of course, compared to her appearance, her other qualities are even less valuable, so Jiang Xiaoyuan dare not be presumptuous. Being presumptuous can easily hurt her self-esteem. She can be hurt both mentally and physically, but only her trembling self-esteem cannot be hurt.

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Okay, thank you, I got it - I'm at the place, goodbye

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone, gritted her teeth, paid for the car, picked up Empress Chiang's toolbox, and ran all the way to the hotel gate.

Jiang Xiaoyuan thought to herself that since she came into this world as a conspiracy, the enemy should be her enemy, and the difficulty should be her difficulty, which has nothing to do with others and does not require anyone's funds and inheritance.

The exhaustion on her body was swept away, and she appeared in front of the boss who ignored her, covered in chicken blood.

That evening, a runway show invited Jiang Bo, and Jiang Xiaoyuan stood in front of and behind Empress Dowager Chiang, watching him busy in the chaotic backstage like he was fighting.

Jiang Bohua finished modeling and as soon as he got up, he felt a "click" sound coming from his waist.

He's really old, "Jiang Bo thought with a hint of melancholy in his heart. He moved slightly and turned around to see Jiang Xiaoyuan standing beside him as a wall flower.

Jiang Xiaoyuan remained silent, almost ignoring her presence. Her gaze remained focused, unblinking at his hands and the model's face.

Jiang Bo rubbed his waist and suddenly asked with a whimsical thought, "The makeup and cosmetics used on the film and television stage are different from ordinary cosmetics. Today's occasion is not like the smuggled goods you did for those kids last time. It's much more professional. After watching for a long time, do you feel like you can handle it

Jiang Xiaoyuan's first reaction was "get started? How is that possible?" However, in response to Empress Dowager Chiang's cold scrutiny, Jiang Xiaoyuan swallowed that sentence back in time - if she shrinks again, Empress Dowager Chiang might really make her leave.

Jiang Xiaoyuan slapped her swollen face and pretended to be calm, saying, "What's wrong with that

Jiang Bo put the tools aside and gestured for the next model to be taken over by her, taking some time to rest beside him.

Jiang Xiaoyuan swallowed her saliva and walked forward expressionlessly - Empress Dowager Chiang did not teach her anything, so Jiang Xiaoyuan could only rely on her eyes to observe what he did first and then what he did, and then speculate in her heart about the reasons for each treatment... I don't know if the observation was correct or not.

Jiang Xiaoyuan risked her life to calm down, tried to dispel distractions, and carefully examined the model's face. However, at this moment, the model didn't know what she was thinking and suddenly smiled at her for no reason.

The model has a tall and slender figure, with a noble and cool face. When she smiles, she can see her teeth but not her eyes. A few inconspicuous freckles on her cheeks show playful signs, and a pair of asymmetrical bunny teeth in her mouth also appear faintly, simple and innocent.

The smile from a stranger was like the legendary Needle of the Sea God, and Jiang Xiaoyuan's restless heart suddenly fell back into her stomach.

Whether a person has the heart to learn something or just watches from the side without caring, a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Jiang Xiaoyuan is imitating Jiang Bo while also adding some of her own things. Her loosely learned painting skills, photography, pottery sculpture, sculpture, and so on all compete to reveal a little bit of herself in makeup, some of which may seem unfamiliar, but are very intriguing.

Jiang Xiaoyuan finished a model's styling and anxiously waited for Jiang Bo's evaluation, feeling that she would be criticized so badly.

The colors used for the eyes are too stingy, and the facial shadows are almost invisible. When the lights are turned on, you can still see ghosts, right? "Empress Dowager Chiang scolded her expressionlessly." You actually don't know what runway makeup is, do you? Why do you have so many useless flower heads? Can't you be more down-to-earth? It's mainly about the overall effect and color matching. Do you think you're doing 'plastic surgery' for the bride in the studio? Throw watermelons and pick sesame seeds, and

Jiang Xiaoyuan hung in her throat in one breath.

Empress Dowager Chiang said coldly, "You're too slow. You're like an old lady embroidering flowers, and your hands and feet are so clumsy. You don't look like someone who's eating this bowl of rice

Jiang Xiaoyuan, who was judged by the coffin, was speechless.

Jiang Bo: "Why are you standing still? Don't you give her a patch

Jiang Xiaoyuan made remedies according to Empress Dowager Chiang's advice with a depressed heart, and whispered, "Is it okay this time

She was ready to be slapped away and then asked the model to wash her face.

After being tossed around like this, probably the model girl who just smiled at her is also very dissatisfied, right?

Jiang Bo snorted from his nose and said, "That's it. I don't expect you to make anything good either. The next color needs to match the whole body shape well, and you can still draw gourds just like this, right

Wait a minute! The implicit meaning of this sentence seems to be

Jiang Xiaoyuan looked up in disbelief.

Teacher Jiang's old waist finally eased, and he felt a little relieved at first. When he saw Jiang Xiaoyuan's dull and silly appearance, he became angry again and roared at her, "What are you looking at? Can I see flowers? Get your tools and go do things, don't follow me and get in the way

Really make her take action!

Jiang Xiaoyuan was knocked unconscious by surprise, and instinctively stood up straight and bowed to the cursing Empress Dowager.

Jiang Bo turned around and walked away, and the model just now whispered, "Oh my, is Teacher Jiang so harsh on you

Shh, "Jiang Xiaoyuan said almost imperceptibly," his period is here, don't invite him

After that day, Jiang Xiaoyuan learned her lesson and began to learn how to listen clearly to Empress Dowager Chiang's weekly schedule in advance. After finishing her work during the day, she would go back to the hotel to make up for classes desperately at night. It was impossible to learn or even master it, but next time the boss said something, she was no longer stunned and confused.

For this reason, Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't get a full night's sleep for a week, waking up five shifts and crawling through the night, as if fighting every day. The ugly models in the professional books and materials are almost making her vomit. Maybe one day she will develop a postnatal face blindness.

At the end of this week's business trip, Jiang Xiaoyuan's pants had a loose knuckle at the waist and fell down as she walked.

She had no choice but to buy the cheapest belt on the street stall and tie it up, but to her surprise, this belt caused trouble again - on the way back to the airport, her belt accidentally exposed a corner, which was unfortunately seen by Empress Dowager Jiang, who had been menstruating for life.

I don't know which fragile visual nerve of the old man was stimulated, but Empress Dowager Chiang had a stern debt collecting face and sprayed Jiang Xiaoyuan from hair to toenails, wishing she could be locked out of her retina.

Whatever you do, you have to look like you're doing something. This is professionalism, do you understand? "Empress Dowager Chiang said aggressively." Does styling design not include hair or clothes? You make yourself look like this, how can customers believe you? Do you want to tell others that you have an 'ugly fetish' and can't bear to look better

Perhaps due to exhaustion and low blood sugar, Jiang Xiaoyuan felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, and looked indifferently out of the car window.

They were sitting in a car waiting at a red light at the intersection, with the window facing a shop on the street. The sign was very familiar, and Jiang Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was actually a dessert shop that provided online pre order and delivery services. It mainly sells pies and cupcakes, but unexpectedly also opened a physical store.

She used to save time by having breakfast at home and often bought this one to eat. However, the product updates were too slow and she got tired of it. She never wanted to see anything from their house again.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyuan suddenly missed this unique cheese frosting, slightly bitter matcha... and even the strange cinnamon and cardamom in the pumpkin pie.

But they are no longer affordable for her to consume.

For the first time in her life, Jiang Xiaoyuan was criticized for her clothing and appearance. Her suppressed temper was unwilling to disappear and she finally came out to cause trouble. In a fit of anger and frustration, Jiang Xiaoyuan interrupted Jiang Bo with a rebellious tone, "Boss, if I had money to spend, those princesses and princesses who run the country would have to kneel down when they see me. Do you believe it

Can you tell me how many high-end members she is from? Can you scare Jiang Bo to death and get him a half male, half female, half red, half purple makeup artist to nitpick on her belt?

That's ridiculous.

Empress Dowager Chiang: "..."

Jiang Xiaoyuan's eyes suddenly began to hold a shallow layer of tears, but considering the feelings of the princess who had just knelt down for her, she didn't let the tears fall.