Chapter 62 Poverty is the original sin
"Let go." Si Shulan warned her coldly.
"What are you...what are you going to do?" An Ning shrank back in fear, and his hand holding the corner of her clothes tighter.
Si Shulan frowned, and his subordinates exerted force and tore her clothes torn.
An Ning was shaken unsteadily, and she fell on the sofa with inertia, sniffed, bit her lip, and felt very aggrieved: "Si Shulan!"
Shi Xia saw her moving forward, breaking through the wall and not looking back, preparing to chase people, and hurriedly said, "Long hair has the beauty of long hair, short hair has the beauty of short hair. Who stipulates that girls must have long hair?"
An Ning bit her lip, looked at Si Shulan's cold back and said nothing.
She liked what she had seen, and she had seen her standing silently on the side, looking at Si Shuqin wearing a princess dress with long black hair with envious look.
If there is a choice in life, who is unwilling to be born in a good family, who is unwilling to be a little princess who is held in her hands!
Si Shulan is gone.
An Ning's temper came and went quickly, and she had already pulled Shi Xia over: "I'll put on makeup for you, I'll tell you, my makeup skills are good, I'm a fashion blogger, and many fans like the makeup I painted."
Ten minutes later, Shi Xia looked at herself in the makeup mirror and almost didn't recognize her. What is this horse-trapping thing? Is it makeup or disfigurement?
An Ning looked at her with anticipation, blinking her big eyes: "Is it good?"
Shi Xia: "What do you think?"
An Ning sniffed, and was a little self-aware: "It's not good-looking, so I'll draw it for you again!"
Shi Xia took the makeup brush in her hand: "I'll put it on you!"
What did this little ancestor rely on to become a fashion blogger? Did she use her to turn magic into decay?
When Shi Xia finished makeup.
An Ning looked at herself in the makeup mirror and widened her eyes in disbelief: "Where is it, is this me?"
This is so beautiful. Is this little fairy full of aura in the mirror still her?
"Your bone shape is very good, and it looks good if you transform it casually." Shi Xia said.
"Awesome!" An Ning gave her two thumbs up: "I'll call Si Shulan back, and you can help her melt it too!"
Shi Xia smiled.
An Ning looked at her finger weakly, full of loss: "She doesn't listen to me."
Shi Xia:...
Oh, this little pitiful!
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"National Girls' Group" officially started recording today. At 8 o'clock in the morning, all the trainees had already arrived in the backstage, and they were all busy with makeup and styling.
The program team arranged stylists and makeup artists, but half of the trainees who participated in the program this time were sent in various ways, so they naturally disdained to squeeze in with others here. They all completed the stylists they brought to their own dormitories.
In the large dressing room, only trainees who have no background background are left in styling, and they are all ready at this moment. However, it is impossible to look at the famous ladies and daughters who are both styling and makeup that are above them, and it is impossible to be sad or envious.
But what can I do? Sometimes, poor people are the original sin, otherwise how could there be nearly half of them, who should have stood on the stage with them, be temporarily replaced?
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!