Qian Yan

Chapter 15 The Beauty with a Background
The circle is not big, and several other makeup artists have met her before and nodded to her.Seeing that she noticed Pandora, Yao Wan, who had worked with her in a certain brand, came to her ear and whispered: "I heard that the beauty is called Pandora, and she is a disciple of the famous Chinese makeup artist Zhang Sizhao. Just returned home."

"Master Zhang Sizhao's disciple?" Yan Weiran looked at Pandora's confident appearance, and said slowly, "The person who introduced her must be very remarkable."

"That's needless to say?" Yao Wan showed a mysterious smile.

Over there, Pandora turned her head and saw Yan Weiran, she was stunned, and immediately ran over with surprise on her face, speaking in the familiar Northeast dialect: "Hey sister, why are you here too?"

In front of everyone who was staring sideways, Yan Weiran could only say, "I'm here to try on makeup, and you too?"

"Hehehe, I was introduced to be a makeup artist, and I met you, what a coincidence!" Pandora looked around, and said excitedly in a low voice, "Sister, I'm a good thief now. , I'll show you what I can do later!"

"Well, we'll see." She smiled.After all, everyone is living in the circle, so why bother?Maybe Pandora is really a genius who can be developed quickly in half a year.

Sister Tu distributed the makeup photos to everyone, and said: "The makeup looks for this show have been set, please follow the makeup designs set by the styling design and faithfully reproduce them."

The samples are not PS, and the makeup on it is very clear.

It is indeed a beautiful makeup, exquisite and neat, with super texture. After being frozen by the camera, the details are inspected one by one to show the charm.

The cosmetics used were of course Feuillage's own brand. Yan Weiran scanned the photo and immediately determined the color number of the makeup. He quickly removed the packaging and put makeup on the model.

Her movements were smooth and smooth, and Sister Tu stood behind her until she finished the whole makeup before showing admiration and nodding to her.There are so many models in the show, time is everything, and her speed makes Sister Tu very satisfied.

Yan Weiran packed her things, and took a few steps back to check her completed makeup.

Sister Tu was beside her, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know that Pandora?"

Yan Weiran let out a "hmm" and said, "We met once."

"Someone recommended her to be the chief make-up artist for this big show." Sister Tu said softly, "There are contacts in the United States. It is said that she has won two make-up awards in the United States, and she is also a disciple brought out by Master Zhang Sizhao. I've heard of it. But judging by the current situation, as long as she's doing well, the chief position will fall to her."

The meaning of the chief makeup artist is self-evident.For example, there are six series and more than 30 models in this big show. The most important part of a show is of course the opening and finale. Most of the focus is on those few supermodels.The chief makeup artist is responsible for the makeup of the supermodels at the opening and finale, while the other makeup artists can only do makeup for other unknown models.

Feuillage's big show this time will inevitably invite international supermodels. Whoever has done makeup for them at that time, the qualifications and capital determine their status in this circle.

"That's it." Of course, Yan Weiran understood what she meant, implying that this mixed-race beauty would probably be airborne to occupy the first place.But she only responded with a flat tone, and looked at Pandora over there.

Most of the other makeup artists are more than halfway done. Only Pandora compared the makeup photos and rummaged through a bunch of blush for a long time before choosing the corresponding makeup color.After applying the blush, she looked at it again, and felt that the application was too heavy, so she could only press it with a sponge, and then pat the light powder on it.But in this way, the makeup looks dull again, without the feeling of high spirits at all.

Her frantic movements were inevitably noticed by others.Yao Wan snorted softly, and said to herself, "That's it, Master Zhang's disciple?"

When Yan Weiran heard the word "Master Zhang", she smiled at Sister Tu, and walked towards Pandora in a leisurely manner.

Everyone else had already completed it one after another, so Pandora had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​retouching her makeup, and prepared to set her makeup with powder.

When Pandora opened the powder box, Yan Weiran walked beside her, bumping into her body seemingly unintentionally.

"Oh my god!" With Pandora's exclamation, the box of powder immediately turned into a puff of smoke, and all of it fell on Pandora's body.

Pandora raised her empty hands, momentarily at a loss.Yan Weiran took Pandora's hand and said, "Sorry, I bumped into you, I'll pat you."

However, Pandora is wearing a little black dress today, and the dust stains on it can't be wiped clean.

"How about I get you some water to wipe it off." Yan Weiran pulled her up, turned around and walked to the bathroom.

Sister Tu said from behind: "Hurry up, I'll let you relax for 10 minutes."

"Okay, come right away." Yan Weiran said without looking back.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, Yan Weiran locked the door behind him.

Pandora asked strangely: "Sister...what are you doing locking the door?"

Yan Weiran leaned against the door, frowned and looked at her: "Tell me, what kind of American award did you win?"

Pandora's complexion changed a bit: "Uh... yes, it's the National Makeup Artist Contest sponsored by Cheryl..."

Yan Weiran looked at her coldly: "Impossible? When I was injured, I was lying on the hospital bed with nothing to do, so I watched all the videos of the more influential makeup competitions in recent years. Including the Makeup Artist of America, but I don't seem to see you."

"I... I didn't get a very good ranking, so you didn't pay attention..."

"Didn't it mean the grand prize?" Yan Weiran's eyes were still stern, only the corners of his lips were raised slightly, "Maybe you don't know, because I'm a makeup artist, so I have a high degree of recognition of human faces, I really didn't see you in it , Even among the dozens of people who entered the semi-finals, I didn't see you."

Pandora stood in front of her blankly, avoiding her eyes with guilt: "Sister, what... do you mean?"

"No other meaning." Yan Weiran opened the phone photo album, showed it in front of Pandora, and said, "I'll show you something."

This is a somewhat faded remake of the photo. The teenage Yan Weiran is wearing a ponytail, leaning on the shoulder of a middle-aged woman, and both of them are smiling brightly at the camera.

The woman painted a delicate makeup that is not outdated even today. Her facial features are not outstanding, but she is very temperamental and full of charm.

Pandora didn't understand what she meant by showing herself this photo, so she could only ask awkwardly: "Sister, what about you and... Mom?"

"No, this is my teacher." Yan Weiran tapped the woman's face lightly with her fingers, "She is a makeup artist, her name is Zhang Sizhao."

Pandora was so frightened that she almost jumped up, her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide, but she couldn't say anything.

Yan Weiran smiled slightly at her: "So you see, the circle is so small, it's not easy to recognize a teacher or something."

"Sister, this is really right...I'm sorry!" Pandora burst into tears in fright, and the 1.7-meter-five-foot-tall figure made Yan Weiran feel pitiful, "I, I saw it last time. When it comes to your make-up, I feel that this profession is very messy, and I just came back from the United States, so I made up a background of myself having a famous teacher and an award..."

"I don't care about the rest, but you pretend to be my teacher's disciple, but your skills are so low-level, don't you think—" Yan Weiran frowned, and asked coldly, "Is this insulting my teacher?"

(End of this chapter)