As soon as Xu Zhaixing and Zhao Jinjin entered the changing room, they started discussing outside.

The man who just took the initiative to say hello to Xu Zhaixing was named Annan. He used to be an editor in a top fashion magazine. He knew most of the designers and models in the room, and he was a socialite.

As soon as the door closed there, he spoke: "My good dear, sixteen years old, this should be the youngest in so many sessions, right?"

Another answer: "The one who entered the rematch round is probably the smallest one who didn't run away."

Annan sighed: "The young man is so terrifying."

Designing this industry is not a industry that can make up for one's shortcomings. It attaches great importance to talent. It is not wrong to say that it is 99% talent and one% effort.

Sometimes professional and experience are not as good as a flash of inspiration.

If you can enter the rematch at the age of sixteen, it must be a talent. As soon as you chat, you don’t hide your envy in your words. The female designer who has not spoken at the bottom of the dressing table and is making hairstyles for the model suddenly said coldly: "If you can enter the rematch, the finished product may not be qualified. Design talent is very important, but the ability to do it is not supported by talent. If you praise it, it will be more than praising it."

Annan has always liked the beautiful girl with a strong aesthetic taste. The little girl who came in just now was growing on his aesthetic point. Hearing this sarcastic mockery, he couldn't help but argue: "Since someone dares to come, it means it's true. If she comes out, she will know if it's right. Even if the finished product is not good, the sixteen-year-old line draft is already very good at entering the rematch. What's wrong with praising me?"

The female designer knew that he had a wide connection and looked a little bad-looking, so she snorted coldly and stopped talking.

But that's true.

In addition to the finished clothes, the competition stipulates that the model's makeup and hair from head to toe must be handled by the designer and must not be faked by others. This way, the complete work is presented.

Although the female model who followed her in just now was pretty, she was dressed in her hair and obviously had only a makeup base and lipstick on her face. After changing her clothes, she had to design hairstyle and make-up for the model.

Annan couldn't help but worry about the little girl he had just met.

Just as I was thinking, the door of the dressing room opened.

All the designers stopped their movements and looked over them in one go.

Zhao Jinjin walked out with her skirt in her arms, Xu Zhaixing squatted behind her and looked at the dressing table No. 27: "Sit over and sit over, put your hands down, you won't step on it!"

Zhao Jinjin obediently let go of her hand, the gauze on her waist slid down like water marks, and the hem of the skirt behind her slowly unfolded with her pace. For a moment, the room was filled with stars.

Everyone, including the model, all eyes fell on Zhao Jinjin alone.

There is only one meaning in gaze.

Too beautiful.

From top to bottom, from white to shallow, it gradually changes to the dark blue of the night sky, to the hem of the skirt melting into ink, and the scattered chess and scattered with broken diamonds, which look like feathered clothes. I don’t know if the skirt is more beautiful or the people are more beautiful, which sets off and reflects each other, making the surroundings fade. After a long time, Annan murmured: “I’m good.”

He stopped putting on his makeup, rubbed over a few steps, squatted directly behind Zhao Jinjin, and saw his waist from his back to the hem of the skirt, and finally his eyes fell on the hem of the skirt covered with broken diamonds.

At least there are thousands.

He turned his head and asked Xu Zhaixing who opened the makeup box: "You sewed these on hand, right?"

The difference between manual and machine is still very obvious in their eyes.

Xu Zhaixing nodded.

Annan sighed incredibly: "If I want me to sew so many drills, I have to be blind. It's good to be young."

As soon as the skirt appeared, everyone was convinced. Annan now liked this little girl so he quickly stood up and gave her a business card: "I'll get to know her. My name is Annan, and I'll contact her often in the future!"

The business card is written with the editor-in-chief of Liqian. Now it’s Xu Zhaixing’s turn to be incredible.

Isn’t this one of the four major magazines in the future?

No, at this time, Liqian has not yet developed into four major magazines, and is still struggling on the verge of transformation due to the impact of new media. In the past, the marketing account drew Liqian's cakes for S-star, and fans were very excited. Xu Zhaixing didn't understand what magazine covers meant to celebrities, so he did his homework specifically. When checking the information, he also saw the revelations that Liqian almost went bankrupt.

It was said that who turned the tide, abandoned the previous style, broke everything from scratch, and then saved Liqian again.

Who is who is here? Forgot.

She put away the business card and politely reached out: "Hello, my name is Xu Zhaixing, I don't have a business card."

Annan smiled and shook hands with her: "Are you still a student?"

Xu Zhaixing nodded: "Yes, I'm going to be in my second year of high school."

Annan cheered her up: "Come on, kid. By the way, do you know how to make up and hair?"

Xu Zhaixing gave him a wink: "Yes, brother, go and do your business, your model is still waiting for you."

Annan is in his thirties and has long passed the age of becoming an older brother. She was so happy that she called her brother, and her favor for the little girl went to a higher level.

Zhao Jinjin looked at all this through the mirror, and couldn't help but mutter to Xu Zhaixing, who was holding a puff and starting to put on makeup for her: "What brother, he can obviously be your uncle."

Xu Zhaixing poked her face and bit her ear and said, "Then he will be unhappy."

When I first graduated and made-up, I called people over 20 years older than me. This is the standard of survival in the workplace.

Zhao Jinjin's heart: The young lady is so awesome, and the young lady looks so cute when she is scheming.

Xu Zhaixing put on makeup and began to concentrate on putting on her makeup.

Zhao Jinjin closed her eyes and asked a little nervously: "Miss, do you know how to put on makeup? Otherwise, I'll do it myself? Can you tell which one is an eyebrow pencil and which one is an eyeliner?"

Xu Zhaixing: "Shut up, I know everything."

Zhao Jinjin: "Don't you high school students not allow makeup? I didn't know how to apply lipstick when I was in college. Are you high school students so precocious now? Do the deans don't care?"

Xu Zhaixing: "If you talk again, I will turn you into a flower."

Zhao Jinjin finally shut up.

Annan came early. At this time, he had already prepared the model's makeup and hair. He asked the model to sit on the sofa to rest, and ran to Xu Zhaixing to observe.

It was amazing at first glance. The little girl was so skillful in applying makeup. Not only was she skillful, but she was also fast. At first, he looked at the two curved eyebrows on Zhao Jinjin's face, and there was some objection. This was not the popular eyebrow shape, and it was not easy to match eye makeup. She considered whether to speak out to guide her.

As the eye makeup gradually took shape, he knew he was wrong.

Xu Zhaixing's eye makeup was obviously Chinese in style. The pair of inconsistent curved eyebrows instantly became the finishing touch, making the model's whole face graceful.

Annan couldn't help asking: "What's the name of your skirt?"

Xu Zhaixing squatted down halfway, and pointed a cinnabar mole on the corner of Zhao Jinjin's eyes with a pen, and whispered: "Fei Tian."

Annan clapped his hands: "I said, this skirt is a bit like a feathered dress. Feathered dress is flying in the sky, isn't that just!"

As the makeup gradually settled, Annan's eyes became more and more amazing. He couldn't help but ask: "I have never seen this method of transformation before. This color is so innovative."

Xu Zhaixing thought to himself, isn’t it? I am using the aesthetics ten years later.

Several other designers kept listening to Annan asking questions, and couldn't help but leave the model and run to watch. Zhao Jinjin opened her eyes and said, "Why are you doing? Don't steal the master! These are all my eldest daughter's unique secrets!"

Annan stared at her for so long, and finally remembered who she was: "Hey, I know you, aren't you the little snake demon in "Taohuatan"? What's your name? "

Zhao Jinjin said: "Zhao Jinjin! Jinjin is very interested in Jinjin, what little snake demon, I am the one who plays Qingling!"

Annan laughed a little apologetically, "Okay, I remember. If you don't act in TV series, why do you come to be a model? You have changed into the fashion circle? Why are you called Miss Zhaixing?"

Zhao Jinjin said tiredly: "You have too many problems."

Then he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Xu Zhaixing: It should be, when a chatterbox meets a chatterbox, one side will surrender.

After the makeup was finished, Xu Zhaixing began to do hairstyles. She tied up Zhao Jinjin's long hair with a yarn belt of the same color and started to tie the bun. Annan didn't know how she turned her smooth hair into such a complex and beautiful bun.

Zhao Jinjin's beautiful swan neck and butterfly bone were exposed, and she really looked like a fairy about to fly. She was full of fairy spirit in her skirt and makeup.

Annan looked back at his model and said sadly: "I doubt you want to win the championship."

Xu Zhaixing clasped his fists: "Brother is so serious."

After finishing the makeup and hair, Zhao Jinjin looked in the mirror for several minutes and finally concluded: "I am so beautiful, I can't stand it if I don't have any reason to be with the gods." She looked at Xu Zhaixing with a long eye, "Miss, how great it would be if you were my royal makeup and hairdresser."

Xu Zhaixing packed up the makeup box: "Are you dislike the makeup hairdresser now? Then when I go back, I will ask my brother to change one for you."

Zhao Jinjin: "Hey, no matter how much you change, it's not you."

Xu Zhaixing smiled and drove her to the sofa to rest.

After all the designs were completed, it was time for the model to come on stage soon. Xu Zhaixing ranked 27th, which gave Zhao Jinjin a lot of preparation time.

The models around are all professional, and some powerful designers even invited supermodels. Compared with Zhao Jinjin, she is completely a layman, and she is inevitably nervous.

Xu Zhaixing gave her the chicken soup "None of them is as beautiful as you, beauty is justice" for ten minutes before finally calming her down.

When it was the fourth group, Xu Zhaixing accompanied her to the back of the entrance and lined up, then sorted out her skirt, and gave her a cheering move, and stepped aside to watch the broadcast screen of the show.

Soon, the host's voice came from the front: "Next to the runway is the work of designer No. 27, "Flying Sky."

Zhao Jinjin took a deep breath, raised her chin, and walked out.

The bottom of the runway was full of people, with white light flashing constantly, she looked at her eyes without squinting, and her expression management was very in place, like a noble fairy walking from beginning to end, positioning for five seconds, then walking from end to end, completing a two-minute display.

When standing in front, I did not miss the appreciation and stunning in the eyes of the judges.

As soon as he went backstage, he rushed over to hug Xu Zhaixing: "Miss! It's stable! It's absolutely stable!"

Xu Zhaixing also praised her: "You're walking so well!"

Next is waiting for the rematch result.

In order to tighten her stomach, Zhao Jinjin has not eaten yet, so she only drank a few sips of water. Xu Zhaixing found her a box of yogurt from somewhere, and after drinking it, she put on her lips and makeup again.

Annan's work was over. He was familiar with this. He even went to the media magazine area below the runway to swing around. When he came back, he gave Xu Zhaixing a thumbs up: "It's basically a discussion about Feitian." He smiled and looked at Zhao Jinjin who was lying on the sofa, "And you. You are going to be popular."

Zhao Jinjin: "I want to drink Kuoluo and eat spicy hot pot."
To be continued...