When he came back this time, Xu Xin did not hire a car. Instead, he saw an advertisement posted at the door of a car wash selling a navigation system, so he spent more than 3,000 to buy one there.

The glass of the 430 car was originally a bit slanted, and the angle between the windshield and the central control was very small. After the navigation was stuck, there were some blind spots in his field of vision.

Not very comfortable.

This further strengthened his idea of ​​changing cars.

I don’t know when my mobile phone will be able to navigate as in my dream...

He felt a little emotional and felt that he was dreaming.

Anyway, it is much more convenient to have navigation.

When he came back, it was not yet 11 o'clock. He didn't go home. Instead, he went directly to the makeup artist based on the address on his mobile phone.

The makeup artist was also introduced by Teacher Yu, and the makeup for night scenes is relatively particular.

The light in the room was dark, and if you wanted people to see the actor's face clearly, you needed some special makeup skills, which Xu Xin didn't understand, so he hired a professional like this.

Soon, he drove to the bottom of an office building. After arriving on the floor according to the other party's address, he saw a woman about the same age as Teacher Yu.

The other party introduced himself as Zhang Qing. Fresh and elegant Qing.

I also saw the other party’s studio.

It's okay, quite professional, not to mention the various cosmetics workers, but the most important thing is that she also has a photo studio.

"Sister Qing, can I tell you my request?"

Xu Xin said politely.

This person is not a wild person. He was introduced by Teacher Yu. He sat in Zhang Qing's office and started to talk about his makeup requirements with the attitude of "the capable work hard" and "the most respectful".

But in fact, in Zhang Qing's opinion, this request is simply childish.

If her friend hadn't asked her to do it, although she would have taken the job, she would have left it to her makeup artist.

Isn't it just a nightclub makeup? It couldn't be simpler.

High white highlights and less shadows. The thicker the makeup, the better it will look under the lights of the nightclub.

This is the same reason why when you go to a bar to pick up a girl, you often think that the girl is as good-looking as a flower in the bar, but when you go out and sit in a hot pot restaurant, you think the girl looks like a ghost.

As for Zhang Qing, Xu Xin's requirements for the role... are indeed very trivial.

But after all, it was a friend who said, "My student is very interesting. You should do it well." She had to give him face.

So, after listening to Xu Xin's somewhat superficial words, "I'm shooting in a KTV. The light is not very good. I want people to be able to see their facial features clearly. I don't want to be so handsome. I want to look like a salesman."

, and the girl in the first room should be more charming.” After hearing this request, which sounded like layman’s terms, she nodded in a serious and responsible manner:

"Okay, no problem. There are nightclub lights in my studio, but in order to meet your requirements, you'd better bring that girl over and bring me to meet her."

When Xu Xin heard this, he immediately followed the instructions and dialed Yang Mi's number.

Who would have thought that just after the call, there was a burst of gasping:

"Ha... um... hello..."

"..."

The first reaction in my mind: Her voice is really special.

The second reaction... OMG, what is this woman doing?

Out of courtesy, he hung up the phone directly.

"……What's the matter?"

Zhang Qing saw that something was wrong with his face and asked curiously.

As a result, before Xu Xin could speak, the phone rang.

It was Yang Mi who called it back.

"Xu Xin, what's wrong... Huh... Huh..."

"Uh...what are you doing?"

Xu Xin subconsciously crossed his legs.

Yang Mi’s side is fair and aboveboard:

"Dance practice, what's wrong?"

"..."

Realizing that he was the one who had done something dirty, he quickly threw the thoughts out of his mind and said:

"I'm here with Sister Qing. Sister Qing is the makeup artist that Teacher Yu has found for us. Is it convenient for you to come over and order some makeup?"

"Now?"

"Um."

"Okay, then I'll go over now and you can send me the address."

"Um."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xin quickly sent the address and heard Zhang Qing say:

"Then let's do it for you first?"

"good."

…

In the dressing room, sitting on the makeup chair with several lights turned on at the same time, Xu Xin, who originally had only a vague concept in his mind, seemed to be inspired. When Zhang Qing came over with a belt full of cosmetics on his waist, he

Following the inspiration in his mind, he said:

"Sister Qing, I want that kind of...Have you ever seen the kind of hairstyle where the hair is stretched out and there is no time to take care of it?"

He pointed to his head... which, according to the dream, looked a bit unflattering and said.

Zhang Qing was stunned.

"No time to take care of it?"

"Yes, it's the feeling that your hair was originally tangible, but then it grew longer, and then you slept sideways and didn't wash your hair in the morning, so you rushed out to work."

"Oh~~~"

Zhang Qing suddenly realized:

"I understand. Okay, let's start with the hairstyle first? Then your hair..."

"It's okay, I'm planning to change my hairstyle anyway."

The more he looked at his non-mainstream side, the more uncomfortable he became.

I obviously thought he was quite handsome before, but now I look at those slanted bangs, and the more I look at them, the more annoying I become.

There is even a sense of shame.

It's like an older man seeing his young and frivolous self...

"Very dedicated."

Zhang Qing praised Xu Xin, then straightened Xu Xin's head, made a few empty gestures in front of the mirror, and then started to cut.

A crunching sound resounded in the dressing room.

…

After a while...

"Let's see how it goes?"

Following Zhang Qing's words, Xu Xin looked at himself in the mirror.

The shape of the hair is completely gone...or it can be vaguely seen that the hair used to have a shape.

But as time went by, it was almost invisible.

At the same time, his hair on the right side looked like it had been knocked down by sleep. There was a very obvious change, and the whole person looked a bit... not to mention sloppy and lazy.

At a glance, you can tell that this man is not refined and is too lazy to take care of himself.

But Xu Xin was extremely satisfied.

This is the role of "Xu Sanjin" he wants to express.

An ordinary migrant worker in the city.

At this time, Zhang Qing took a coat directly from the clothes rack next to him.

It is the most basic down jacket made of rainproof fabric, with two brown pockets on the chest.

"Put this on, I'm looking for you some black jeans and..."

"I don't want jeans, I want casual trousers, the kind of trousers that have been left unironed for a long time and have obvious bulges at the knees...leather shoes should also have creases..."
To be continued...