Volume 1 Chapter 34 Blushing and Heartbeat - "The AI I raised is actually the prince of Beijing"

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"What's wrong?" Lin Duoduo put on contact lenses at the moment and looked at himself in the mirror nervously, "Is it... not suitable for me?"

The makeup artist shook his head, and his voice was as soft as if he was afraid of disturbing anything: "It's not that it doesn't fit. It's so beautiful. It looks so good that I can't believe it was painted by me."

She has been in this business for eight years and has dealt with as many as eight thousand faces.Celebrities, models, Internet celebrities, amateurs, I've seen them all.

But this face - the foundation is too good.

Each facial feature looks good when taken apart, and even better when put together, like a painting, every stroke is just right.

Not heavy makeup.There is no heavy foundation, no exaggerated eye shadow, just a thin layer of base makeup, eyebrows drawn, eyelashes brushed, and a little bean paste color on the lips.

But just this little change was like someone taking off the gray cloth covering the painting - the whole face suddenly lit up.

The hairstyle is not too complicated.The ends of her hair were slightly permed and curled, and hung loosely on her shoulders. There were a few strands of broken hair left on the temples, which made her face only as big as a palm look gentle and smart.

Lin Duoduo looked at himself in the mirror and was stunned.

When my grandma was alive, she would always touch her face and say, "There are many beautiful women in our family."

But she never took it seriously.I feel that it is just a filter caused by the elders' too much preference for me.

Looking at myself in the mirror at this moment, I actually feel a little narcissistic and feel that I look pretty.

"Is this really me?" she whispered, "It doesn't look like me at all. I'm not used to it."

"It's you." The makeup artist smiled and said in a determined tone, "You have a good foundation, and you can get results just by painting. I've done makeup on so many people, and it's rare to see someone as beautiful as you." She paused, and then added, "If you want to be a star, those little beauties will have to step aside."

Several shop assistants nearby also gathered around and praised him all the time.

"Oh my God, this is too different, isn't it? When I came in just now, I thought he was an ordinary student..."

"My skin is so good, I don't even need to cover up my blemishes."

"This hairstyle suits her too, her face is so small."

"Temperament! Mainly temperament! It looks very artistic."

Lin Duoduo blushed at the praise, and the tips of her ears burned, but she couldn't suppress the pressure at the corners of her mouth.

She quietly raised her eyes to look at Shangguan Cheng and asked, "What do you think? Is it really good-looking?"

He stood aside and said nothing.

From the moment the makeup artist put down his brush, he never took his eyes off her face.

It’s not that I haven’t seen her before.

Have seen it.

When she first woke up, her hair was in a mess, she was wearing a cartoon nightgown and looking for slippers on the floor, she was squatting by the stream washing her face, and she was splashed with water droplets on her face by a fish.

But it's not what it is now.

At this moment, she was like a flower that had been covered for a long time and finally waited for the rain.The petals unfold one by one, revealing the tenderest stamens inside.

Shangguan Cheng felt that the machine core running at high speed in his chest suddenly paused, as if someone had gently plucked a string.Then the ripples spread out in circles, reaching all his limbs and bones, until his whole body felt slightly hot.

"It looks good," he said.His voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't even notice it.

The only flaw is the pair of return shoes on my feet.Paired with the olive green wide-leg pants suit, it looks like a good painting nailed to a cracked wall.

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