Although Zhao Rucai was found not long ago, Zhao Xin, who has been secretly observing Zhao Ru and wanting to be a good mother, knew very well how much Zhao Ru valued this competition.
After originally hearing that Jin Qing had been suspended from school, Zhao Xin was afraid that something would go wrong in Zhao Ru's campus cultural festival performance.
Therefore, I didn't dare to mention a word about the cultural festival and just focused on watching dramas with Jin Qing at home.
I even gave up on taking a group of younger brothers to go to the "sisters" who used to compete with me to gain a sense of superiority. I didn't expect that there would be such a surprise.
After traveling through so many worlds, this was the first time that Jin Qing was held in someone's arms.
Zhao Xin was much taller than Jin Qing. Jin Qing's face was pressed into Zhao Xin's turbulent body. Just as he was about to reach out and push Zhao Xin, he felt a moist and hot feeling coming from the top of his head.
At the same time, Zhao Xin sobbed in a low voice: "It's so good, so good, I know that my Xiaoru is blessed."
After pushing Zhao Xin's hand, Jin Qing said: "..." I'm so lucky to have you. If you don't let go, I will be suffocated back into space by you.
Also, didn't Zhao Xin just say that her hand hurt? Why is she so energetic now?
Jin Qing was just thinking wildly when she saw Zhao Xin suddenly let go of her and quickly stood up from the sofa: "No, I have to dress you up."
Looking at Zhao Xin, he was like a little bee running around the room, as if he wanted to find the best outfit for himself.
Jin Qing looked at his fingers in confusion: Which one should I break?
Therefore, what she hates most is that others treat her well!
Zhao Xin acted quickly and had everything ready that night.
Not only did he spend a lot of money, he also bought a dress for Jin Qing from the ballroom supplier.
He also called Huang Mao and asked him to bring the makeup artist who had just finished get off work at the dance hall to his home at three o'clock the next morning.
Originally, Zhao Xin wanted to take care of Jin Qing herself, but her fingers were wrapped in thick gauze and splints, making it impossible for her to do detailed work.
Knowing that Zhao Xin's identity had changed, the makeup artist's attitude towards her became extremely respectful, and she no longer looked like she used to help others exclude Zhao Xin.
Zhao Xin accepted the makeup artist's change of attitude naturally, without any cynical slap in the face.
Anyway, at the beginning, the makeup artist put the repair of her makeup behind the others and asked her to go out later, but there was no other more excessive ones.
Working in their profession, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, who knows what will happen in the next minute, it is better to keep a tightrope in everything.
Huang Mao stood in the corner with a shocked look on his face, looking at Jin Qing who had a gloomy look on his face as if he could overwhelm everyone at any time: Sister Ru's face is so scary...
Until now, Huang Mao has not recovered from the excitement that Jin Qing can play the piano.
As a witness to Jin Qing's violence, Huang Mao refused in his heart when he heard that Jin Qing was going to play the piano.
If Jin Qing dismantled someone's bones and knocked them in his hands, Huang Mao didn't think there was any problem.
But if Jin Qing is sitting there playing the piano dignifiedly and elegantly...
A villain held his head in Huang Mao's heart and screamed: I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it.
How could the murderous spirit all over his body turn into artistic cells?
Huang Mao was thinking about the Shura field that night, if there was piano music accompanying that scene.
Huang Mao shuddered, "No, the picture is too beautiful, I can't look directly at it."
But seeing Zhao Xin excitedly tossing around Jin Qing, Huang Mao wisely closed his mouth.
He could see how much Sister Ru valued Sister Xin. Sister Xin had nothing but bluster, but Sister Ru...
Forget it, he'd better stop thinking about it. If he really stimulated Sister Xin with his mean words, there's no chance that Sister Ru would tear apart her own bones and play them for Sister Xin.
Noticing Huang Mao staring at him with a look of disbelief, Jin Qing's eyes flew to Huang Mao, signaling Huang Mao to stop Zhao Xin's unrealistic ideas.
Unexpectedly, Huang Mao shrank his neck and hid in the corner.
Jin Qing grinded his teeth quietly: "Trash."
Huang Mao burst into tears in his heart: Damn it, Sister Ru must have known that she suspected she couldn't play the piano, so she got angry.
Just after three o'clock, Jin Qing was dragged out of bed by Zhao Xin. She stared at the makeup artist and Huang Mao in front of her with evil thoughts, wanting to kill these two people with her eyes.
However, Zhao Xin directly put a mask on his face: "You moisturize first, and I will get you a dress."
Jin Qing: "..." Why should I tolerate you?
Zhao Xin seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to look at Jin Qing, who was lying on her back doing a facial mask: "I asked Huang Mao to bring you four big pig knuckles and a roast goose. Do you want to cushion your belly first?" .” You can’t eat anything after putting on makeup!
Jin Qing: "...Yes!" Well, she endured it.
The makeup artist also took his toolbox and sat carefully next to Jin Qing, planning to wait for Jin Qing to finish the facial mask before starting to apply makeup on Jin Qing.
She had just heard from Huang Mao on the road not to mess with this little girl.
They are all mixed up on the road, and they can get through with just a little bit.
Although she didn't know why Huang Mao was afraid of a little girl, she was the type to listen to others' advice, so she was very careful when facing Jin Qing.
After peeling off the mask, give your skin twenty minutes to relax.
Zhao Xin took this moment to bring over Jin Qing's two big elbows and the roast goose.
Looking at the pot of meat, the makeup artist said: "..." You have to eat it as long as you want.
Five minutes later, the makeup artist looked at Jin Qing, who was knocking out bone marrow to drink, without saying anything: "..." What kind of speed is this, this bone knocking technique is really neat.
Seeing what the makeup artist was thinking, Huang Maohehe: If you were watching the game that night, you would know that Sister Ru can knock other people's bones more efficiently.
As a makeup artist in a ballroom, one of the most outstanding characteristics is that she is fast.
It's just that usually those girls would draw the foundation by themselves, and she was only responsible for the modification.
There are also some girls aged 17 or 18 in the ballroom, so the makeup artist will not have trouble dealing with Jin Qing.
It's just that Jin Qing has too many scars on her face. She used a lot of foundation and concealer to cover the scars on Jin Qing's face.
After completing this step, Jin Qing felt as if there was an extra layer of shell on his face.
Zhao Xin looked at Jin Qing's face with satisfaction and told the makeup artist: "Draw a pure student outfit." They had done this theme activity in the dance hall.
The makeup artist nodded: "Okay!"
Half an hour later, the makeup artist, Zhao Xin, and Huang Mao were all staring at Jin Qing's face.
Zhao Xin: "Something doesn't feel right." Why does my daughter look older than her?
The makeup artist said dullly: "Yeah!" She thought something was wrong, but she didn't dare to say it.
Huang Mao endured it but finally couldn't hold it back. He gestured with his hands on his head and said in a mean voice: "There is a missing flower." All the girls in the dance hall wore flowers on their heads.
Zhao Xin: "..."
Makeup artist: "..."
Jin Qing: "..."
Get out!
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