"... What's going on?" While he was still cautiously observing, Xie Jianyuan walked straight in, turned around and glanced at Xu Chun who was still standing at the door, and couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Come in, Brother Chun, there are no traps or hidden weapons here."
Xu Chun blushed slightly, and as she walked in, she suddenly heard the voices of the production crew coming from the loudspeakers on the ceiling.
"Congratulations to both of you on reaching the 'Makeup for Beauty' segment. Guests are required to randomly choose one person as their makeup subject and, using the makeup tools on stage, create a makeup look that is randomly drawn on a rolling board."
Xu Chun glanced at the densely packed cosmetics on the table with some hesitation, when she heard the production team continue to ask questions.
"First, let's ask you two how much you know about commonly used cosmetics for women?"
Xu Chun stammered, "Lipstick?"
Xie Jianyuan glanced at him with a smile.
What colors are there?
This time, Xie Jianyuan answered, "Red."
Production team. "..."
What specific color?
"I know!" Xu Chun raised her hand proudly, raising an eyebrow as she said, "Bright red and pink."
As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers burst into laughter. Xu Chun was stunned and looked at Xie Jianyuan, puzzled.
"Are these the only two lipstick colors you straight men wear?" a female director in the production team shouted through a megaphone.
The phrase "you straight men" made Xu Chun feel a little guilty, because he was not only not straight, but also slightly gay. However, there are indeed many refined men among gay men, and Xu Chun might be an outlier among them.
After the guests finish their makeup, they need to take photos, and then five passersby will judge them. The winner will receive 15% of the inheritance and will also get the clue about the "illegitimate child" in this level.
Finally, it was decided that Xu Chun would start the makeup process. He selected a young and pretty girl from the crowd and then drew lots to choose her makeup style.
"Friendly reminder: Makeup styles vary widely, from avant-garde to everyday looks; it all depends on luck."
"Wait a minute," Xu Chun said, realizing what she meant, "So you mean there are good-looking ones and bad-looking ones, right?"
That's one way to understand it.
Xu Chun slapped his forehead in despair, "What if I'm unlucky?"
But he really was that unlucky. Looking at the "Soft Twilight Makeup" displayed on the screen, Xu Chun remained silent with a blank face.
Although he doesn't understand makeup, he can still tell whether someone is ugly or not.
The girl panicked when she saw the makeup on the screen and tried to run away, but Xu Chun grabbed her.
"Don't go. This makeup looks a bit... um... avant-garde, but trust me, I'll make you look beautiful."
The girl was touched, but then rejected him.
"Why?"
The girl firmly refused, saying, "Even if Xie Jianyuan were to do my makeup, I would still need to think about it for a while."
It turns out they were fans of Xie Jianyuan.
Xu Chun turned to look at Xie Jianyuan, a pleading look in her eyes, and deliberately drew out her words, calling out, "Little Xie."
Whether we're brothers or not, this is the time to show our brotherhood.
Xie Jianyuan his word, he walked over and said something to the girl. The girl immediately forgot her earlier resolute vow, her face flushed, and said to Xu Chun, "Come on, I can."
Xu Chun's lips twitched. "... Okay."
However, the girl regretted it again after only ten minutes. Looking at herself in the mirror, she wanted to run away several times. Xu Chun simply confiscated the mirror and then called Xie Jianyuan to hold her down.
"Don't move, the perfect step is coming."
Xu Chun rolled up his sleeves, flicked his eyeliner, stared intently into the girl's eyes, and prepared to make his move.
If his hands hadn't been shaking so badly, Xie Jianyuan would have believed his imposing manner.
Fifteen minutes later, the girl covered her face in despair, numbly letting Xu Chun take pictures.
When it was Xie Jianyuan's turn to do makeup, many of his female fans in the crowd excitedly raised their hands. Judging from their expressions, they were willing to do it no matter what Xie Jianyuan.
"Director, didn't you just say that the options were limited to 'the people present'?"
"Yes,"
Xu Chun noticed Xie Jianyuan suddenly looking at her and had a bad feeling.
"Can I choose Brother Chun?" Xie Jianyuan smiled and said, "Because you don't have gender restrictions."
He seized on the loophole in the director's words, catching everyone off guard. There were sounds of regret from female fans and excited shouts from passersby watching the spectacle.
"No," Xu Chun said firmly, refusing first.
The production team discussed it briefly, then, suppressing a laugh, said, "Okay."
Xu Chun was eventually forced into the chair. What goes around comes around; he was having a good time just now, and now he's getting his comeuppance.
We are at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board.
Now Xie Jianyuan the butcher, and he is the fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of others.
Fortunately, Xie Jianyuan's makeup wasn't too exaggerated; it was just the currently popular Japanese natural makeup style. Xu Chun glanced at it and was only relieved that the makeup was very light, which at least ensured that there weren't too many strange colors on his face.
Don't you think the eyeshadow is a bit too dark?
"I think I should wipe this lipstick off later."
"My eye! My eye! It hurts! Your eyeliner poked my eye!"
When Xie Jianyuan was drawing eyeliner on Xu Chun was so nervous that she kept swallowing, her eyelids trembling, and she couldn't control her eyeballs at all.
Because his eyes are extremely sensitive, he treats every time he uses eye drops as if facing a major crisis, let alone applying inner eyeliner.
Seeing how badly he was trembling, Xie Jianyuan finally sighed and said in frustration, "Brother Chun, don't move."
Then Xu Chun's eyelids trembled even more violently.
Xie Jianyuan changed his approach, gently guiding the conversation to help Xu Chun relax.