The Beginning

Zhao Qinyin and Su Ruo went into the dressing room at around three in the afternoon, and didn't come out until around six.

Honestly, makeup was just the icing on the cake for a true beauty. There was no such thing as perfection in this world. You could only get infinitely close to it, never reach it!

But when Zhao Qinyin came out of the dressing room and hurried over to Chu Yu's office, he knew that calling her perfect wouldn't be quite right. But describing her as nearly perfect seemed fair enough.

There was a saying that college was a beauty salon: you went in with a thirty-point appearance and came out with a sixty-point one.

Zhao Qinyin had already been very pretty in high school, a famous beauty at her school. But in college, her features had become more defined, she'd lost her youthful awkwardness, and she'd gained a more intellectual air. That was why she'd become so well-known during college that people had even posted her photos online.

She'd entered college with an eighty-point appearance and come out with a ninety, perhaps. But after a few hours of makeup, she might have gained several more points.

At least before, Zhao Qinyin and Su Ruo had been about equally attractive. Zhao Qinyin was a little thin, which made people want to protect her, while Su Ruo had a healthy fullness to her figure and face, without seeming plump.

But now, with Su Ruo standing barefaced beside Zhao Qinyin, the difference was obvious!

Otherwise, Su Ruo wouldn't have been eagerly asking Sato Hitomi, the makeup artist beside her, all sorts of questions about makeup.

A professional was a professional. Su Ruo looked at Zhao Qinyin with envy. If time had allowed, she would've asked Sato Hitomi to give her