Backstage at the Red Sea Dance Hall.
Everyone was crowded in the dressing room, and pairs of gossipy eyes were all staring at Ye Ning who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror.
Ye Ning looked at her face with crowded features in the mirror and smiled a smile that was even uglier than crying.
"Sister Rong, right? I don't need to put on makeup like this, right?"
"Are you looking down on Sister Rong? Since the boss has handed you over to me, even if you are a toad, I can turn you into a beautiful swan!"
Sister Rong said excitedly, but when she saw Ye Ning's facial features clearly, she still felt a little at a loss as to what to do.
Ye Ning really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
"Toads and swans are two different species, how can they communicate with each other?"
Sister Rong was no longer in the mood to joke with her, so she just picked up the cosmetics and applied them all over.
Ten minutes later, when Ye Ning opened her eyes and saw the face in the mirror that was as pale as a corpse, she almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Sister Rong, do you think this looks good?"
Sister Rong's face was completely opposite to hers, extremely dark.
There was laughter all around.
Feeling humiliated and questioned, Sister Rong stared at the singers and dancers and shouted.
"Don't you have any performances? Just do whatever you have to do!"
Sensing her anger, the girls dispersed.
Ye Ning also breathed a sigh of relief, finally no longer being regarded as a monkey by others.
"Sister Rong, you'd better just put on some light makeup for me."
Mu Wenhao knew that she was like this and still insisted on letting her go on stage. In addition to fighting with Tang Wanru, he should also be mentally prepared.
Sister Rong sighed heavily. Although she didn't want to admit it, she still had to admit that she fell into trouble with this fat girl.
Fortunately, the boss has second-hand preparations.
"Miss Ye, right? What's your relationship with the boss?"
Tang Wanru usually made her final appearance, so there was still enough time. Sister Rong slowly put makeup on Ye Ning and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Ye Ning replied: "It doesn't matter."
Sister Rong was full of doubts about this answer.
It doesn't matter. How could the boss praise someone like her?
Lover, it is absolutely impossible.
Are they relatives?
"Miss Ye..."
"You can call me Ye Ning." Ye Ning took the initiative to get closer to Sister Rong.
Sister Rong couldn't figure out Ye Ning's identity, so she was naturally a bit flattering at the moment.
"Ye Ning, the boss asked you to take the stage in place of Miss Tang. What about Miss Tang?"
"I'm not sure about this either."
Ye Ning said nothing about the quarrel between Tang Wanru and Mu Wenhao.
Seeing that she couldn't get anything out of the question, Sister Rong had no choice but to give up.
The atmosphere outside has gradually become lively, and those sitting in the background can already hear the noise of the guests.
Ye Ning was more or less nervous when she thought about going on stage next.
She really couldn't figure out Mu Wenhao's thoughts. Listening to his conversation with Tang Wanru, tonight's performance should be very important.
But in order to get angry with Tang Wanru, Mu Wenhao placed his bet on her, without considering the possible consequences.
What a madman.
"alright."
Sister Rong's voice interrupted her somewhat messy thoughts.
Ye Ning looked at herself in the mirror again, this time she was a little surprised.
She changed from heavy make-up to light make-up, and her eyes were specially refined, making her whole face look much more energetic.
Sister Rong was obviously quite satisfied and couldn't help but say: "Actually, your facial features are pretty good, it's just because you are too fat..."
Realizing that I had said something I shouldn't have said, I quickly changed my words, "If you can lose weight, I can guarantee that Sister Rong will definitely be a little beauty."
Ye Ning didn't care about this. Instead, she looked at the rack of gorgeous costumes placed in front of her and couldn't resist.
Sister Rong followed her gaze and understood immediately, "These costumes are the largest sizes in our dance hall. Now I don't have to choose. I will wear whatever I can."
These clothes are either in exaggerated colors or revealing styles.
For her to go on stage wearing this kind of clothes would be a life worse than death.
But now she doesn't even have the right to say no.
After picking and choosing, I took out a long dress with a cape. I guessed that I could fit it into it.
Sister Rong immediately made the final decision, "Then this is it!"
Ye Ning carried her clothes into the changing room and walked out after a full five minutes.
"puff!"
Sister Rong couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw the layers of fat that Ye Ning was wrapped in performance clothes.
The current Ye Ning has nothing to do with the word "beautiful".
Ye Ning had a sad face. Although the clothes were already the largest size here, they still made her feel uncomfortable.
Sister Rong walked up to her and suppressed the twitching corners of her mouth, "It's pretty good."
Ye Ning was completely speechless. Does her conscience really feel pain after saying this?
Sister Rong wanted to say something more, but the corner of her eye glanced at the door of the dressing room, and her expression suddenly changed.
"boss."
Mu Wenhao walked in with long strides.
Ye Ning was angry, and her expression was not much better. She turned around and faced the approaching man with a smile on her face.
Mu Wenhao didn't even blink when he saw her current appearance.
Ye Ning suddenly admired this man's psychological strength.
"Boss Mu, thank you so much for letting me see that I still look like this."
What a ghost!
Sister Rong explained fearfully: "Boss, I have really tried my best."
Mu Wenhao didn't speak, just waved his hand.
Sister Rong walked out of the dressing room as if she was about to receive amnesty.
Ye Ning calmed down his expression and suggested very seriously: "Boss Mu, if you change your mind now, it's still too late."
Mu Wenhao's next answer shattered her last glimmer of hope.
"The decisions I make never change."
have to.
Ye Ning didn't even have the mood to continue lobbying.
"Follow me." Mu Wenhao said coldly and turned around.
Ye Ning followed reluctantly.
The two of them stood at the dim entrance to the stage, looking at the bright lights and bustling crowds outside. On the stage, a very sexy dance is performed, which is eye-catching.
"Did you see those people?"
Mu Wenhao's deep voice sounded beside Ye Ning.
Ye Ning could only follow his gaze.
Sitting in the best seat in the center of the stands were four or five middle-aged men.
These people were dressed in expensive clothes, and their whole bodies seemed to exude the aura of money.
"They are the partners I want to win over recently. Two of them particularly like Tang Wanru's songs and came here from other provinces. Your mission today is to sing well and make sure to satisfy them."
Mu Wenhao's tone was very domineering. It was not a discussion, nor an encouragement, but an order.
Three black lines appeared on Ye Ning's forehead, "Boss Mu, let me tell you, are you sure they just like to hear Miss Tang sing, not Miss Tang as a person?"
As the most famous singer in the county and a mainstay of the dance hall, Tang Wanru not only has a sweet voice, but more importantly, a beautiful face that can drive men crazy.
