Every time Jing Yingrong changes her clothes, He Zongtao changes her makeup. These makeup looks are slightly different, some are more beautiful, some are more charming, some are more elegant, but generally they all follow a charming and delicate path.
After changing each set of clothes, He Zongtao showed an unfinished expression, rolled his eyes, and said flatteringly: "How about trying another character's clothes for a different style?"
"..."
Jing Yingrong blinked and said in confusion: "You like to put makeup on me very much, why?"
"Because your face is so suitable for performing arts." He Zongtao said from the bottom of his heart.
Jing Yingrong: "The more beautiful the face, the more suitable it is for makeup artists to use?"
"No, no, no, it's not that absolute," He Zongtao waved his hands repeatedly, "Some people are good-looking, but they are only suitable for a certain type or certain types of makeup. You are different. The first time I saw you, I was already I have thought of hundreds of makeup looks, and I am sure that any one of them will not look awkward on your face and will fully demonstrate my superb skills."
Jing Yingrong thought for a moment and asked, "For a makeup artist, is the subject of makeup very important?"
"That is very important! Now, if I am an alchemist, then these things are the raw materials for alchemy." He Zongtao raised the tool in his hand and shook it, then pointed one of the small brushes at Jing Yingrong, "——And Your body shape and appearance are the alchemy furnace."
He put down his tools, shook his head and said: "The painter loves Bingxi Jian the most, and the Talisman master loves Jingyu Xuan. Your figure and appearance, for us makeup artists, are Bingxi Jian and Jingyu Xuan. The more A great makeup artist can better understand the beauty of it.”
Jing Yingrong lowered his head and pondered.
He Zongtao slapped his head: "There is something I forgot to tell you."
Jing Yingrong: "What?"
"Remuneration, remuneration. Well, I have to tell you, because you are a newbie in the industry, so you can only get the basic remuneration of a real person playing Suqin, without any other bonuses. But it is also a lot, with this amount !”
He Zongtao made two good gestures with his hands, and finally emphasized: "The best spiritual stone is based on the best spiritual stone."
Jing Yingrong nodded: "Okay."
He Zongtao seemed to be relieved, and then remembered something: "By the way, I also forgot, you are a member of Taichu Temple, so they will pay you more than what you see on the surface. Hehe, that's good."
Just as he was talking, footsteps sounded again on the stairs, and it was the same female disciple named Zeng from before.
"Senior Brother He, can I interrupt you?"
"Just tell me everything."
"Senior Sister Lin said that the residence of Fellow Daoist Jing has been arranged, but she is temporarily too busy and asked me to bring these to Fellow Daoist Jing first."
She handed some jade slips to Jing Yingrong, "This is Su Qin's background information and character settings, as well as related plots and all the recitations. Senior Sister Lin said you need to memorize all these and recite the recitations yourself. If you read, you can find someone to practice with you."
Jing Yingrong took the jade slip and politely thanked her.
The disciple did not leave immediately, but stood there with an expression on his face that he was hesitant to speak.
He Zongtao: "Is there anything else?"
The other party hesitated and said: "Senior Sister Shi said... She asked Senior Brother to give her makeup."
He Zongtao's face darkened, "She's quite well-informed. The old guy named Yin... Huh, okay, I get it. Tell her to wait, and I'll do it for her after I finish my work here."
"But she said she wanted to do it now..."
The disciple's voice became smaller and smaller, and he lowered his head, not daring to look directly at He Zongtao's face as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Now? Is she still ready? Ha, okay, pretty good. Okay, you ask her to come up now."
Hearing this, the disciple ran downstairs as if he was running away. He Zongtao paced back and forth with a sneer on his face.
"Hey, you dare to put on airs with me..."
Jing Yingrong said: "Should I leave first?"
He Zongtao came back to his senses and said: "No need, you can stay here and look at the jade slips. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me later. Although I have never acted in immortal drama, I have been working in this industry for a long time. In theory, I know more or less of the knowledge.”
"Um."
Just as Jing Yingrong responded, a voice suddenly came from the stairs:
"Why is there anyone else here?"
A female cultivator stood there, looking at the mirror with an unhappy expression.
Without waiting for Jing Yingrong's reply, He Zongtao said: "I'll let whoever I want to come. If Junior Sister Shi doesn't mind, you might as well go back first and come back after I've finished entertaining fellow Taoist Jing."
Shi Ya opened her mouth with an angry look on her face. She glanced at the token on Jing Yingrong's waist, finally suppressed her temper, snorted, strode over and sat down on the chair in front of He Zongtao.
"It's not easy to ask you to do makeup."
she said in a scathing tone.
He Zongtao picked up the tool and said with a smile: "So you have to thank fellow Taoist Jing, otherwise you would have been able to go up to the third floor?"
"..."
Shi Ya subconsciously looked at her reflection in the mirror, but as soon as she moved, her body froze because He Zongtao said, "I'm not responsible if the animation is distorted."
She rolled her eyes and jerked her head back. He Zongtao lost all the tools in his hand. He was stunned for a moment and then became furious: "Are you still here?! If not, get out of here!"
"It needs to be transformed, but I'm worried that you deliberately don't allow me to be transformed properly, so I have to make it clear that my master is looking forward to this from me -"
"Your master is none of my business! Don't talk nonsense to me. I'm just asking you if you've melted. If not, go downstairs and walk slowly or not!"
Shi Ya was furious. She squeezed the armrests of the chair tightly, closed her eyes, and gritted her teeth to utter one word: "...change."
He Zongtao's anger seemed to have softened: "That's right. I'm telling you, you don't have to worry, I won't ruin my reputation..."
Hearing the second half of He Zongtao's words, Shi Ya relaxed a little, but Jing Yingrong glanced at He Zongtao with deep meaning.
After watching the makeup process for a while, Jing Yingrong turned her attention back and immersed her consciousness into the jade slip.
In an instant, his spiritual consciousness understood the entire contents of the jade slip.
Jing Yingrong raised her eyes and looked ahead unconsciously, her eyes full of confusion.
Ji Jie Bi asked with concern: "What's wrong with your reaction?"
Jing Yingrong: "How to express love at first sight?"
Jijie Pen: "Love at first sight?!"
Jing Yingrong: "What does it look like to be shy and timid?"
Ji Jie Pen: "Shy and timid?!"
Jing Yingrong: "My heart is like a deer bumping around..."
Jijie Pen: "Heart? Little Deer?!"
Jing Yingrong: "There is a smile in the tears, oh, I can laugh. Can tears be made using magic?"
Jijie Pen: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, let me see what is written there, why is it so strange."
This time, it did not wait for the reflection of the mirror to project the contents of the jade slip into the sea of consciousness, and directly scanned the jade slip with its spiritual consciousness.
The body of the Jijie Pen trembled slightly.
"Hahahaha, it's such a character. Sha, Yan, don't sleep, get up and watch the show!"
