"Xiaoting, hurry up and cut the advertisement, and then notify the people in the background to make up Xue Ling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Sister Ting suddenly realized: No wonder this looks not as good as before, it must have just been sweating, some kind of highlighter shadow foundation or something.

She decisively cut the advertisement, and at the same time, calmed down the atmosphere of the scene a little, so as not to get too excited and interfere with the whole program.

Xue Ling has come to his current position, and the drawbacks of small companies have come out, at least, they don't have the ability to match him with a skilled makeup artist.

Before Xue Ling came to the stage, he relied on his appearance, and with a little highlight shadow, the whole person looked extremely eye-catching.

But that's when you're in good shape.

Like today, it was a little caught off guard.

Backstage, the makeup artist is holding the powder, and suddenly he doesn't know where to start. Xue Ling's makeup before going on stage was also painted by her, basically there was no need to cover it, so she put on a layer of dry powder so as not to look oily on stage, and then the eyebrows were slightly trimmed, the shadow of the nose bridge was highlighted, and the eye sockets were brightened, and the whole person was really like a superstar, extremely dazzling.

At that time, the makeup artist thought to himself: When the show is over and the makeup is removed, he must ask what skin care products he usually uses......!

But now, why is this skin so bad!

If Xue Ling's skin before is like fine white porcelain, smooth and delicate, without flaws. Today's face is like the face of the general public, dull yellow, rough, with closed acne and acne marks, as well as heavy marks of stubble that are difficult to hide...... She stared at Xue Ling's face in disbelief for a while, then turned her head and asked the staff next to her, "What did you do to him on stage?"

How could it be that the kung fu was destroyed like this in a while?

The staff next to him was particularly aggrieved, the whole program lasted for 100 minutes, of which the advertisement had to be cut six times, this was the last time, and there was no exercise in the whole process, just chatting, how could it be like this?

He frowned: "It's the old rule, ask some questions......"

Before he finished speaking, he was defeated by the disbelieving eyes of the makeup artist.

- How is that possible?!

However, when the priority was not to study these, the advertising time was only a few minutes, and the makeup artist thought about it, and finally took out the primer, concealer, concealer, foundation, highlighter, loose powder, etc., and applied it all the same.

At this time, Sister Ting also had a little regret at the front desk: If you are popular, you will be happy! Xue Ling's face is almost bad, as long as she is not sick, she can hold it up best! The station spends so much money to invite such a popular star, all for the ratings!

But this is good, it's just a backstage make-up effort, the fans who were still upset before, how can they all seem to have taken sleeping pills, and the excitement can no longer be seen, one by one, wilting, like a dehydrated little cabbage, even with Xue Ling, it seems that there is no such high enthusiasm......

It shouldn't be!

Sister Ting was puzzled.

If you follow the law of the past, when the popularity is the highest, you will press it a little, and then it will burst out with greater passion!

A group of backstage staff all whispered because of this, and the chief director was even more depressed. He felt that if he hadn't just sent a message to Xue Ling to touch up his makeup, the atmosphere at the scene would not have gone down like this.

In the fan base in the audience, all the fanatical fans before were like dozing off, lacking energy and drowsy, if it weren't for the beautiful makeup before coming, it is estimated that this would be full of pale and ghostly sick faces.

The girls exchanged heads with each other and whispered, "I'm so tired...... Why are you so tired?"

"yes, I didn't actually do anything...... But it's so sleepy......"

"I, am I disloyal to the male god anymore, I really want to sleep now, I don't want to see him anymore......"

“…… Me too, what the hell is going on......"

Since the severe pain just now, Xue Ling has no other symptoms in his brain, and after the makeup artist finishes putting on his makeup, he habitually wants to take out the mirror from his pocket, but he is afraid of losing his image.

So he took a closer look at the makeup mirror in front of him, and suddenly frowned - what's the matter? Why did my face look like this? Why is this makeup artist's technique so poor, and it can't be retouched with so many things!

At this time, he had not yet arrived at the stage, the light was not so strong, and he could clearly see the traces of the heavy foundation on his face, and even painted eyeliner!

You know, since he ...... Xue Ling's eyes have always been big, dark, bright and spirited, and what is the matter with the thick highlight shadow on the bridge of his nose?

Just as he was about to get angry, someone at the front desk suddenly shouted: "Teacher Xue, it's time to play!"

Xue Ling snorted coldly: Wait until you come back, you must let the TV station open this makeup artist!

But the show started again, and it was over in less than ten minutes, and there was no point in dwelling on this at this time, forget it!

Anyway, he's the best-looking!

Xue Ling strode forward with full confidence, and when he was about to walk on stage, he suddenly stumbled, felt his knees weaken, and almost fell to the ground!

The fat assistant next to him was quick and picked him up. Xue Ling took a closer look, except for the staff, there were no other audiences in the background, so he slapped off the assistant's hand, quickly straightened his clothes, and went to the front desk again.

Only the chubby assistant was there to reclaim his palms: it felt ...... It seems that Mr. Xue's figure is different......

He looked up and saw Xue Ling's inexplicably thin figure.

As soon as the lights on the stage hit, Xue Ling hurriedly squeezed out a smile, and before he could say a word, he suddenly reached out to cover his nose and sneezed heavily!

He quickly took out the handkerchief in his pocket, wiped his hands carefully, and said to himself: Could it be that he has a cold? That's why he has a headache, feels bad, and has poor skin.

It was too far away for him to grasp for a moment.

After all, since he met Lingji, he has never been sick again.

Sister Ting smiled slightly, celebrity troubles are very common, not to mention sneezing, it's nothing at all. was about to say a word to make a round, when he suddenly saw Xue Ling holding his handkerchief tightly on his nose again.

Xue Ling was also very embarrassed, and just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, he felt that two lines of clear water in his nostrils were about to come out, which inevitably lost his image, so he had to hold a handkerchief tightly and prepare to wipe it without a trace.

Who knows, as soon as she put down the handkerchief, Sister Ting, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, suddenly stood up with an "ah" sound, and covered her mouth with a frightened face!

Xue Ling looked at her: - Inexplicable!

At this moment, the nearest camera suddenly whispered: "Nose! Nose collapsed!"