Chapter 12 012. Where are you looking!
Opening her eyes instinctively, Yang Mi saw three or four curls of different sizes on the left half of her hair.
Among them, a bundle of rolls held by Zhang Qing is particularly eye-catching.
After she let go of this bundle of hair, she ran her fingers through it a few times, and when the curly hair spread out, a wavy line wider than the "S" appeared in front of her face.
"...?"
As a girl, her sensitivity to hairstyles is far more than that of a man.
Just when Xu Xin felt that the taste was finally right, but he hadn't seen all the big waves, and couldn't think of them, Zhang Qing and Yang Mi seemed to have seen the appearance of the wavy hair naturally falling after being parted in the middle...
"Don't say..."
Temporarily put the curling iron aside, Zhang Qing continued to comb the strand of hair with his fingers to make it more natural and said:
"You have an oval face, and your face looks small. If this kind of wave is completely undone, it really suits your hairstyle. Well, wait..."
Picked up a few hairpins, and hid the girl's full bangs in the original hair in a very clever way, and then spread out the hair on both sides with a middle parting...
Not to mention, the wavy curl is the most eye-catching.
"…Um!"
Without waiting for Yang Mi to speak, Zhang Qing nodded after reading it himself:
"Indeed, this hairstyle suits you. Not to mention in and out of the play, it really suits you..."
And without her saying it now, the girl has already seen it with her own sensitivity.
This hairstyle...
Although it is not the mainstream hairstyle nowadays.
but…
it seems...
Unexpectedly pleasing to the eye?
Immediately, she looked at Xu Xin in surprise.
This person's aesthetic...
Although it is strange, it seems that there is something unexpected.
That…
It’s almost Chinese New Year around here.
My head gets hot during Chinese New Year.
I originally wanted to burn it with ions...
"Then cut it."
Suddenly, she said.
Looking at her forehead, which she hasn’t shown for a long time, she nodded, and looked at the boy next to her, with a funny but satisfied smile in her eyes:
"I also think it looks pretty good. After all, you have to listen to the director..."
"Um."
Zhang Qing nodded.
After saying this, Yang Mi saw that Xu Xin was still staring at her condescendingly, and asked in a bit of bewilderment:
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
“…is anyone in your family losing hair?”
"??"
Yang Mi was taken aback...
Seeing Xu Xin pointing at the top of his head:
"Your hair... seems to be more in the back than in the front. I always feel that your... hairline is very dangerous in the future."
Following the brain door that popped up naturally in the dream, he said something.
"...annoying!"
Suddenly remembering her father's dangerous hairline, Yang Mi suddenly lost her mind.
…
Yang Mi had to do her hair and makeup, and Xu Xin didn't save much, but planned to go home first to check for suitable clothes.
Driving all the way home, even though it was noon, he didn't even have time to eat, so he rummaged through the box and found a pair of black slacks to put on, but after digging out the pair of Dunhills, he realized that these shoes were very shiny. Oxford style…
He really didn't know whether he was out of his mind or what, why did he buy this kind of gentleman's leather shoes?
This definitely won’t work. I’ve never heard of any salesman wearing Oxford shoes for business, but this type of fit is the most correct.
have to…
After a lot of hesitation, I finally chose a pair of sneakers that I don’t know if they belong to my father or my elder brother. They looked quite old, and I put them directly on the bottom of my feet.
Looking at it is much more comfortable.
Looking at the time, he thought for a while, then drove to a restaurant, packed six dishes and one soup, and returned to Zhang Qingna at almost 1:00 in the afternoon.
As soon as he entered the room, his eyes lit up.
Already finished with a...very charming makeup, Yang Mi in black silk and high heels is fiddling with her hairstyle in front of the mirror.
With her combing, the big waves became more fluffy at first.
All of a sudden, she changed from an innocent girl to a provocative and seductive Yujie.
Good guy...
What kind of fairy makeup is this?
"Xu Xin...wow, you brought food? Sister Qing and I just said to call you and told you to wait, we're going to eat first."
It seems that the two of them have become familiar with each other in the past two hours.
Yang Mi, who turned her head, also kissed Zhang Qing a lot.
Then, as if feeling that Xu Xin's eyes were a little straight, the girl who turned around suddenly crossed her legs, posed that pose again, and asked with a smile:
"How's it going? Do you have that... scumbag big wave taste in your mouth?"
Underfoot, a pair of red-soled sequined high heels.
On the legs, a pair of beautiful black silk legs with black and white fantasy.
Plus a... small black skirt with a knot at the waist, and a short bodice that exposes the belly on the upper body...
The girl who exudes self-confidence, seductiveness, charm, pride, and a hint of scumbag flaunts her advantages unscrupulously in front of him.
But Xu Xin didn't get compliments.
And the girl also noticed the other person's eyes... her face suddenly became hot.
Instinctively covered her navel:
"Where are you looking!"
"Well…"
Xu Xin regained consciousness, looked at the girl whose face was blushing and quickly shook her head:
"No, no, you will wait."
He is not so perverted, he pays attention to people's belly buttons.
But let’s be honest…
This girl has a really good figure.
As expected of dancing, the line of the abdomen is quite firm and the outline is also very beautiful.
As for the belly button... isn't that just a belly button?
He didn't focus on this, nor on the other party's smooth belly, and he was not interested in getting a pink tattoo BIA on it.
His focus is on the knot in the other party's skirt.
It's a good grip.
But those two black knots gave him an idea out of nowhere.
"You untie the rope..."
"You... hooligan!"
Yang Mi instinctively took a step back and covered her chest.
"no…"
Xu Xin rolled his eyes:
"Can our thoughts be purer? Tie the knot from the back."
"…What?"
As soon as Yang Mi finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Qing, who was also carrying a bag of rice in his hand, walked in:
"Mimi is here to eat... what are you doing?"
Looking at the two of them, one rolled his eyes and the other covered his chest, Zhang Qing was a little puzzled.
In order to prevent unnecessary right and wrong, Xu Xin said directly:
"Sister Qing, have you seen the elastic cord on her skirt?"
"…ah?"
"You untie, and this..."
He pointed to his waist:
"Along the waist, to the back. But not to the skirt, but to her hipbones, get it?"
"...?"
"...???"
Looking at Zhang Qing who was a little dazed, Xu Xin pointed to the girl's pelvis, which looked like a childlike one under the willow waist:
"Turn around, the rope gets stuck on the hip bone, it doesn't matter even if it's a little tighter, hang on it, it's just a dance anyway... You two try it, I'll go out and wait for you."
"Uh... alright."
Zhang Qing agreed, and after Xu Xin walked out of the house, he put down the boxed lunch in his hand and came to Yang Mi.
Because they are all women, Yang Mi is obviously not so nervous, but a little confused.
Obviously, he didn't quite understand what Xu Xin was talking about.
But Zhang Qing understood.
"Let me see."
Untied the very long elastic rope that was specially used for dancing, and along the girl's smooth belly, she wound the two ropes along the little ups and downs above her hipbones to the back.
After tying a bow in the back…
"..."
Yang Mi looked at Sister Qing's twitching mouth, and turned around curiously.
"Shua!"
All of a sudden, she blushed.
This, this, this...
Two black ropes are higher than the skirt, like two lines extending from the skirt, hanging around her waist.
The skirt itself is black, and the rope is also black. Under the illumination of the makeup lamp, it looks like...
Wearing a TBACK with high slits...
It's charming and seductive.
But…
This is so strange...why do normal people do this...
Doesn't this clearly make the audience fantasize...
this…
The girl just felt that her face was already hot.
And Zhang Qing said:
"Let him see it?... You've become a seductive little goblin."
"..."
The girl was speechless, always feeling that something was wrong with her words. And looking at her big waves in the mirror, the light makeup base that hasn't had time to be highlighted, and the two black ropes around her waist...
Is this really me?
very strange…
And when I think of her dressing up like this at night, to dance that charming and seductive dance...
When Xu Xin walked in, the girl's redness had already spread to the tips of her ears.
No longer the self-confidence before, but became a little awkward.
On the contrary, it was Xu Xin who nodded generously:
"Okay, this is the shape! Let's eat first, and I have to go over there to fix the venue after the meal, let's hurry up."
Should I say it or not, he is quite satisfied with his own aesthetics.
As for the rest...
His mind was already full of work to start filming at night, and he didn't have the time to think about it so much.
He is not a hooligan, and he doesn't want to go YY girls in his mind.
…
During the meal, Yang Mi said very little, and even put on a big T-shirt.
It's just that the black silk that hasn't been replaced makes the skin color of her knees whiter.
And Xu Xin ate very fast, almost three plus five and two divided. After finishing the meal, he was still dressed as a salesman, and wiped his mouth:
"Sister Qing, please excuse me this afternoon. I'll be leaving first."
"OK."
Zhang Qing nodded.
Then, Xu Xin walked out without a second word.
Picked up the phone and started shaking people.
After calling everything from the venue to the crew to the actors, he drove straight to Tanghui.
Soon, Fang Xiu and the others arrived with boxes containing cameras, cash register microphones, and lamps.
After entering the empty KTV under the leadership of the waiter, a group of people began to arrange the venue.
Xu Xin found a private room and sat down, thinking carefully about the almost various camera images in his mind.
With a "click", he lit a cigarette.
"Hoo..."
Blowing out a puff of smoke, he rolled the script of "Not Drunk" into a paper tube, and knocked on his forehead a few times.
Then, his body seemed to freeze.
like a statue.
Time: 15:13.
Title: "Not Drunk"
Director: Xu Xin
About to start.
(end of this chapter)