MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad-Chapter 11 011. Scum Girl Big Wave

  Chapter 11 011. Scum Girl Big Wave

  When he came back this time, Xu Xin didn't hire a car, but saw an advertisement selling navigation at the entrance of a car wash shop, and bought one for more than 3,000 yuan.

  430 The glass of this car is a bit slanted, and the angle between the windshield glass and the central control is very small. After the navigation is stuck, some blind spots appear in his vision.

   Not very comfortable.

   More determined his idea of ​​changing cars.

   I don’t know when it will be like a dream, and the mobile phone will be able to navigate...

  He felt a little emotional, and felt that he was dreaming.

   Anyway, it is much more convenient to have navigation.

   When he came back, it was not yet 11 o'clock. He didn't go home, but went directly to the makeup artist according to the address on his phone.

  The makeup artist was also introduced by Mr. Yu, and the makeup for night scenes is relatively particular.

  The room was dimly lit, and to allow people to see the actor's face clearly required some special makeup skills, which Xu Xin didn't understand, so he found such a professional.

   Soon, he drove to the bottom of an office building, followed the address of the other party to the floor, and saw a woman about the same age as Teacher Yu.

  The other party introduced himself as Zhang Qing. Fresh and elegant Qing.

   Also saw the other party's studio.

   It’s not bad, she’s quite professional, not to mention all kinds of cosmetics workers, the key point is that she also has a studio.

   "Sister Qing, shall I tell you my request?"

  Xu Xin said politely.

   This is not a wild person, the person introduced by Teacher Yu, he sat in Zhang Qing's office and began to talk about his makeup requirements with the attitude of "the able one works harder" and "the more awe is added".

   But in fact, in Zhang Qing's view, this request is simply a child's play.

  If it wasn't for a friend to ask her out, although she would accept the job, she would still leave it to the makeup artist under her.

   Isn’t it just a nightclub makeup, it couldn’t be simpler.

   High white, high light and less shadow, the thicker the makeup, the better it looks under the lights of the nightclub.

  This is the same reason why when you go to a bar to pick up girls, you often think that the other party is as good-looking as a flower in the bar, but when you get out and sit in the hot pot restaurant, you feel that the other party looks like a ghost.

  As far as Zhang Qing is concerned, Xu Xin's requirements for the role... are indeed very pediatric.

  But after all, it was a friend who said, "I'm a very interesting student, please do it well", and she couldn't help but give face.

So, after listening to Xu Xin's slightly superficial "I shoot in KTV, the light is not very good, I want people to see their facial features clearly, I don't want to be so handsome, I want to look like a salesman , and the girl in the first room should be more charming." After hearing this request, which sounded like layman's terms, she nodded in a serious and responsible manner:

   "Okay, no problem. I have a nightclub light in my studio, but in order to meet your request, you'd better bring that girl over and show me."

  As soon as Xu Xin heard this, he immediately followed suit and dialed Yang Mi's number.

  Who knew that just after calling, there was a burst of gasping:

   "Ha...uh...hello..."

   "..."

  My first reaction: Her voice is really special.

  Second reaction...Damn it, what is this woman doing?

   Out of politeness, he hung up the phone directly.

"…What's the matter?"

   Zhang Qing saw that something was wrong with his face, and asked curiously.

   As a result, before Xu Xin could speak, the phone rang.

   It was Yang Mi who dialed back.

   "Xu Xin, what's the matter... Huh... Huh..."

   "Uh... what are you doing?"

   Xu Xin raised his legs subconsciously.

  Yang Mi's side is aboveboard:

   "Dancing practice, what's the matter?"

   "..."

   Realizing that he was dirty, he quickly threw out what he shouldn't have thought, and said:

   "I'm at Sister Qing's place. Sister Qing is the makeup artist Teacher Yu found for us. Is it convenient for you to come over? Get a make-up done."

"Now?"

"Um."

   "Okay, then I'll go over now, and you send me the address."

"Um."

"Bye-Bye."

  The phone hung up, Xu Xin quickly sent the address, and Zhang Qing said:

   "Then I'll bring it to you first?"

"good."

  …

In the dressing room, sitting on a makeup chair with several lights turned on at the same time, Xu Xin, who originally only had a vague concept in his head, seemed to have an inspiration. When Zhang Qing walked over with a belt full of cosmetics on his waist, he Following the inspiration in my mind, I said:

   "Sister Qing, I want that kind of...you've seen the kind of hairstyle where the hair grows so long that you don't have time to take care of it?"

  He pointed to his head... According to the dream, he said with some killer slanted bangs.

  Zhang Qing was taken aback.

   "Didn't have time to take care of it?"

   "Yes, it is the feeling that the original hair is tangible, but it grows out later, and then sleeps and sleeps too late. I didn't wash my hair in the morning, and I hurried out to work."

   "Oh~~~"

   Zhang Qing suddenly realized:

   "Understood. Okay, let's start with the hairstyle? Then your hair..."

   "It's okay, I plan to change my hairstyle anyway."

  The more he looked at his non-mainstream end, the more uncomfortable he felt.

  Mingming used to think he was quite handsome, but now looking at that slanted bang, the more he looks at it, the more annoying he becomes.

   There is even a sense of shame.

  It’s like an elderly man seeing his once young and frivolous self...

   "Very dedicated."

   Zhang Qing praised, straightened Xu Xin's head by the way, made a few gesticulations in front of the mirror, and then began to cut the scissors.

   The sound of crackling sounded in the dressing room.

  …

   After a while...

   "Look, how about it?"

  Following Zhang Qing's words, Xu Xin looked at himself in the mirror.

  The head shape is completely gone...or it can be vaguely seen that the hair had a shape.

   It's just that it's been a long time and it's almost invisible.

  At the same time, his hair on the right side seemed to have collapsed from sleeping, and there was a very obvious turning point.

  At a glance, one can tell that this man is not delicate and doesn't bother to take care of himself.

   But Xu Xin was extremely satisfied.

   This is the role of "Xu Sanjin" he wants to show.

  An ordinary migrant worker in the city.

   At this time, Zhang Qing took a coat directly from the clothes rack next to him.

   It is the most basic rainproof silk down jacket with two brown pockets on the chest.

   "Put this on, I'm looking for you black jeans and..."

   "Don't want jeans, but slacks, the kind of pants that haven't been ironed for a long time, and the trouser seams can't be found, and the knees have obvious bulges...the leather shoes also have creases..."

   "..."

   Zhang Qing was speechless, unable to laugh or cry:

   "What do you think of me? A treasure bag? You sit in those pants all afternoon, rub them, and then they come out after you pull them. For leather shoes...sprinkle some dust, and then go to the nest by yourself."

   "Uh... alright."

  Xu Xin thought about it, it seems that there is a pair of Dunhill at home.

  Take it as the top in a while.

   Then put on the down jacket.

  As soon as it was put on, the door was pushed open, and a staff member walked in with Yang Mi wearing a ball head.

   "Xu Xin...uh..."

  When she saw the seemingly ordinary man in front of her, she was a little stunned.

  This...the contrast is so great.

  When we met yesterday, I was still wearing a famous brand, and my whole body smelled like money.

  The result is a look today...

   "Didn't you wash your hair?"

  She was a little speechless.

   But Xu Xin was overjoyed:

   "You think so too?"

   "...?"

  Under the girl's astonishment, Xu Xin turned his head and gave a thumbs up to the smiling Zhang Qing:

   "Sister Qing, Niu... Let me introduce you, this is Zhang Qing, Sister Qing, a good friend of Teacher Yu. Sister Qing, she is Yang Mi, and we are both freshmen."

   "Hi, student Yang."

  Zhang Qing smiled and handed it over.

   "Hello, Miss Qing."

   "Well, Sister Qing, how about this, I'll go back and get her clothes, and you put on her makeup first. Let me tell you about my request... First of all, she doesn't want all her bangs, it's too ugly."

   "..."

   "..."

  Yang Mi's mouth twitched...

  Zhang Qing was also a little speechless:

   "This is the trend this year. I plan to match this bangs with a small curly hair, similar to the ion perm..."

   "Popular means mediocre."

  Xu Xin shook his head:

   "She is not suitable for thin rolls either. This... Student Yang, please stay still."

   As he spoke, he walked to Yang Mi's side.

  Yang Mi cooperated very well, after all, actors should obey the director's arrangement.

   After Xu Xin came up, he directly covered her bangs, and said at the same time:

   "I want to score..."

   "...Lee Jung Hyun's kind?"

   "Who? Who is salty?"

   "Lee Jung Hyun, do you want to straighten?"

   "No no no."

  Under Yang Mi's speechless eyes, Xu Xin directly pulled her hair on both sides from the back to the front shoulders:

   "The bangs are cut off, and I want a big wave in my hair."

   "...rolls of wool?"

"no!"

   Seeing that the other party didn't seem to understand, Xu Xin thought for a while, and concluded following the thoughts in his mind:

   "Scumbag, scumbag, do you understand? The scumbag has big waves!"

   "???"

   "???"

  Let's not talk about Zhang Qing now, Yang Mi is also dumbfounded.

   Obviously, the two of them still don't understand the aesthetics in the dream.

   "It's the kind of wavy curve, you know? The kind of wavy curve that can be seen when the hair is disheveled..."

   "...Let me use a perm iron to give you a look first."

  Zhang Qing really doesn't understand Xu's aesthetics.

  Shouldn’t the current aesthetics be fireworks hot ion hot?

   What big waves?

  The scum girl...

  Xu Xin nodded:

   "Okay, come on, sit here and let Sister Qing fix it for you."

"Well…"

  Yang Mi opened her mouth.

  She is actually more resistant to other people touching her hairstyle.

  Especially bangs.

  Which of the current stars doesn’t have bangs?

   In the end, did he have to make it for himself?

   It’s not that she didn’t have the awareness to sacrifice for art, but the problem is... this is just a short film, what about it?

  At this moment, she suddenly noticed...the oblique bangs that were popular with boys seemed to be gone on the other party's head...

   "..."

   unconsciously pursed his lips.

  At this time, Xu Xin suddenly said:

"trust me."

   "..."

  Hesitated for a second, and finally, she took a step and sat on the chair.

   Didn't say much, just closed his eyes.

   Then, every time she heard words like "No, it should be like this" ringing in her ears, she unconsciously felt a little nervous.

  Feeling the temperature from the perm iron, he became more and more uneasy.

  Until I heard Zhang Qing’s words:

   "Huh?... Don't say it, it smells like that."

   I have signed a contract, do you still have a monthly pass~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)