"Tell me, what's going on with this idiot?" J pushed the oily-haired man in front of the model, then put his hand on his chest and asked, "Vic, I remember telling you that I was going to change her makeup during the break just now, why is this idiot still looking like this ghost, are you taking my words as a deaf ear?"

"J, how dare I?!" said the oily-haired pink-faced man, Vic, with a sad face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't dare?!Don't you dare, why hasn't she changed like this!" J's hand stretched out, and his fingers almost poked the model's little tender face, which made the model scream, you must know that she eats on this face, what if she is injured?!

"I wanted to recreate her, but she wouldn't let me touch me. "Vic feels like he's really wronged. Vic wanted to make the little model, but before his hand could touch him, the mouth began to talk non-stop, almost driving Vic crazy.

In fact, apart from J, the person who has the biggest opinion on this little model is none other than Vic.

At the beginning, as soon as the little model came in, it could be said that it was directly giving Vic a dismount, stylist, makeup artist, costume designer, big assistant, and little assistant with a string. If only that's it, because many big names have their own stylists, it's not the first time that Vic hasn't done it. But no matter how big a star is on Vic's turf, he will give him three points, and humbly ask Vic for some of J's preferences, after all, Vic belongs to J's studio, and he knows what J likes best.

But this is good, relying on himself to be the model designated by the manufacturer, the corner of his eye is called a tall, he looks down on others at all, he looks like the eldest of the sky, the second in the ground, and the third in his own ranks, don't say respect to Vic, that is not even looking at Vic.

Not only that, but the small model's shelf is high, and this makeup artist is also following suit, and the shelf is not low. Ignoring Vic, I won't say anything, this one actually dared to sneer at Vic, and almost didn't directly make Vic angry.

Okay, you can, then let yourself do it, Ya is not a great person, and she really uses herself as a dish. Vic was angry and just pulled it out, he wanted to see what kind of tricks these two people could come up with.

Sure enough, as Vic expected, although the makeup artist of the little model is not good, it is obvious that he is better at applying life makeup and banquet makeup, and this makeup is beautiful, but unfortunately this makeup is still a little far from the theme of this hard photo.

As J's full-time makeup artist, Vic can be said to be the most understanding of J's shooting style and requirements. As for that makeup, it can barely be used in the first half of the shoot, and if it is placed in the back, the result will only be "hehehe!"

Sure enough, it's only been a long time since I was filmed, and this one was kicked to his side by J for reprocessing.

Although he was still not very happy, in the end, the boss spoke, and no one dared to provoke the words of the fire lion in this place. So no matter how unhappy Vic is, he still has to do the job he should do, otherwise the fire lion will come to him for a while, and he doesn't want to face the fire-breathing lion king.

Vic was willing to cooperate with the dislike in his heart, but that didn't mean that the little model would be obedient.

Vic wanted the little model to remove her makeup and put it back on, but she was not happy, not only was she unhappy, but she also gave Vic a roll of her eyes, saying that it took her several hours to press the powder on her face, and Vic was absolutely not allowed to move. It wasn't until he saw that Vic's face was so black that he reluctantly agreed that Vik could continue to add fat to her face.

Apply, don't remove makeup, don't say it, and still apply it, at this time, Vic has the urge to directly shoot the powder in his hand on the little model's face. With a "horn", Vic directly buckled the fat powder cartridge in his hand.

This is not grease powder, it is always okay to change the lip gloss, but the little model's words made Vic almost lose his demeanor and want to directly carry the little model's neck and throw her out of his dressing room. Your sister drops, what do you mean that the lip gloss color in his hand is not popular, it's too old-fashioned, and using this will lose her identity.

The identity of the fart, there are not a few stars who have entered the mirror here, which one is not polite to him Vic, praising his good makeup and fluent sense of smell. But in the eyes of this person, he actually became a leopard!

Vic is not without temper, his face is dark, he just throws things away, pats his ass and leaves!

So the result is that after the break, the little model is still wearing the same makeup.

"J, that's the case, if you don't believe me, you can just ask the little assistants in the dressing room. I said ugly things ahead, I don't serve this person, whoever likes to care about it, don't look for me anyway!"

After listening to Vic's story, J's face was no longer cloudy to describe in four words.

"What he said is true?" J didn't stop Vic, but he didn't breathe fire like before, but asked the little model in a cold voice.

Although it feels like something is wrong, the little model who has obviously been spoiled for a long time is like a child who can't understand other people's faces, and said with a straight face: "What is really fake, it's just that guy's own skills are not good, and he wants to take off my makeup, does he know that it took my makeup artist several hours to press this foundation alone, you see, look" The little model leaned her face towards J," Natural, smooth, without a single flaw, my Hani likes me the most, he still dares to dislike, hum, what kind of makeup artist, I think he should abdicate and let the virtuous is the truth.

"Let him abdicate and make way for Xian, I think it is you who abdicate and make Xian the truth!" J looked at the little model with gloomy eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" the little model screamed, she couldn't believe what she was hearing, didn't this guy know who her godfather was?

"What do you mean? Literally!" J looked at the little model coldly, his mouth opened, and the poisonous words gushed out as if he didn't want money, and directly sprayed the little model with blood, and his face was discolored...... (To be continued.) )