Concealed and Blended: Fendai

The first commission Li Boxi received after signing the contract with Cheng Ping was a set photo for a costume film. Cheng Ping got the role of the male number two, a swordsman.

Li Boxi arrived a quarter of an hour early, with two apprentices and assistants behind him.

The name of the horse button is Coco horse. It is a delicate flower that makes you want to raise your little finger when you pinch chopsticks.

Assistant Yang's name is Sam Yang, she is a girl.

Li Boxi and his party came at an unfortunate time, and the manager was getting angry in the waiting room: "Such an important makeup photo! The notification arrives at one o'clock in the afternoon, and you didn't get up until twelve o'clock! If I hadn't knocked on the door, you were going to let everyone go. ?"

Cheng Ping lowered his head and played with his phone in silence.

Li Boxi is well-known in the industry for being tight-lipped. When his manager saw him coming in, he didn't shy away from it. He rubbed his brows wearily: "I really... Oh, Xiao Cheng, Brother Cheng, what do you think? Actor?"

Cheng Ping remained silent.

The manager rubbed his eyebrows and walked out.

Li Boxi put down the oversized makeup bag in front of the mirror, and greeted Cheng Ping: "Have you stayed up late?"

Cheng Ping looked up at him.

Li Boxi: "The condition of your skin and eyes doesn't look like you've had enough sleep."

Cheng Ping snorted noncommittally.

Li Boxi didn't care too much, he spread out his stuff and made preparations on his own.

Ma Koukou had seen Master treat Cheng Ping attentively last time. Given Li Boxi's status in the arena, the people in the studio expressed their surprise at signing a long-term contract with Cheng Ping at this time - Li Boxi didn't need to bind anyone at all, and he rushed to the scene without touching the ground.

But Ma Koukou was not surprised, after all, in his opinion, it was easy to explain: the master was Cheng Ping's body.

So after Ma Koukou entered the door, he tried his best to control his gaze, not to glance at Cheng Ping.

To put it bluntly, he himself is jealous of Cheng Ping. But he is a sensible and delicate flower, he knows that filial piety is the first thing to do, and if there is a good man, he must first honor his master.

Li Boxi was asking Cheng Ping: "Do you have lip balm?"

"No."

Then Li Boxi opened a new one, raised his chin, wiped it on his lips, and said, "You keep this one, your lips are a bit dry."

Ma Koukou's eyes flashed, and he realized that the matter was not simple.

With an idea, he pretended to help his master find some cosmetics, walked up to the two of them, intentionally or unintentionally gave Li Boxi a few hugs, trying to push his master closer to Cheng Ping.

How selfless and great is this! He was so moved by himself that his heart broke, and he burst into tears.

Li Boxi's long hair was hurt by him, he frowned and turned to look at him: "Rang Rang."

Horse button: "..."

Li Baixi did hydration and T-zone oil control for Cheng Ping, took out a few bottles of color cream, blended it with yellow and orange tones, and carefully applied it under his eyes: "This is the [advertising space for rent] I recommended to you, you can Do contrast color correction to remove dark circles."

Cheng Ping looked sullen. Out of politeness, he observed Li Boxi's work for a while, and then looked down at the phone. Li Boxi glanced along, his heart skipped a beat.

Cheng Ping is watching the game.

In this way, Li Boxi remembered that the former team of the Great God did have a match today. But after Cheng Ping retired, he didn't have much energy to pay attention to it, and he didn't know how he was playing.

Judging from Cheng Ping's expression, it's probably not good.

"X (silent mouth)! Is this person XX (silent mouth)!" Cheng Ping suddenly cursed in a silent voice, the movement was too loud, and the makeup on Li Boxi's hands was crooked.

He came back to his senses: "Sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Li Boxi smiled, thinking that this scene was really long gone.

He greeted his assistant: "Take the foundation."

Ma Koukou brought two bottles of foundation, the light one is the base color, and the slightly darker one is used to shape the outline. He held two bottles of foundation against Cheng Ping's left and right faces, so that it was convenient for Li Boxi to compare the color numbers, and it was also convenient for him to apply the oil.

Cheng Ping felt the slight touch of his fingers, and subconsciously dodged.

Li Baixi thought to himself how a straight man of steel could bear this, so he immediately grabbed the foundation and snapped it out with his eyes: "Go and buy me a cup of coffee."

Ma Kou Lai refused to leave behind Cheng Ping, trying to arrange Assistant Yang with his eyes—Assistant Yang was a latecomer, and currently he was indeed mainly in charge of tea work. But she was not stupid, she saw that Li Boxi was chasing the horse, so she also stood still.

The three of them were slashing at each other, and Cheng Ping looked at the whole set in the mirror.

Li Boxi finally couldn't take it anymore: "You two go together."

Assistant Yang dragged the buckle away expressionlessly.

Ma Koukou was filled with grief and anger: "To swallow alone, he wants to swallow alone! My filial piety can be learned from the world, but he still insists on guarding against me!"

"Less drama." Assistant Yang looked indifferent.

Assistant Yang is one of the few people who knows the details of Li Boxi. The reason is that Li Boxi had dated her back then.

Assistant Yang refused at the time: "I'm not interested in having sisters at the moment."

"I'll tell you a secret." Li Boxi just started playing the **** guy, and he's not as resistant to pressure as he is now. Occasionally, he can't help but tell the truth to the people around him.

However, the truth may not necessarily be believed. Assistant Yang was dubious: "You? Have you ever had **** with a man? Are you drunk or do you think I'm drunk?"

"Really. It's pure and clean." Li Boxi said.

Assistant Yang didn't believe it at all.

However, now after a long period of observation, she gradually believed it.

She is still not interested in the type of Li Boxi, but fortunately Li Boxi doesn't have any bad tastes of twisting melons, anyway, it's just for fun, if you don't have the heart, I will leave.

Only Li Boxi and Cheng Ping were left in the lounge. Li Baixi is wearing a dark foundation, from the lower edge of the cheekbones to the lower eyeballs. Cheng Ping's silhouette was relatively three-dimensional, but considering it was a costume drama, Li Boxi didn't use any more effort to trim it.

"Close your eyes." Li Boxi took out the matte powder.

Cheng Ping closed his eyes and yawned by the way.

"What time did you go to bed?" Li Boxi asked.

"Eight o'clock."

"…Eight in the morning?"

"Ok."

Li Boxi looked down at the Great God with some worry. Although he had only been in touch twice, he knew Cheng Ping well back then, and he could vaguely feel that Cheng Ping's current state was not right.

"Want to chat?"

"Forget it." Cheng Ping said.

He paused, and added: "Thank you."

After applying the setting spray, Li Boxi took out the electric eyelash curler. Cheng Ping's eyelashes are too long, and it would be a waste of money if he didn't touch them up.

When combing the eyelashes, one fell down and poked at the end of Cheng Ping's eyes.

Li Boxi was about to sweep the big brush away when Cheng Ping impatiently raised his hand to rub it.

This kneading is not worth it. Li Boxi quickly grabbed his wrist, didn't bother to take the brush, and lowered his head to blow lightly into his eyes.

Cheng Ping trembled.

Just at this moment, the door opened, and two assistants walked in with coffee in their hands, and they ran into this scene head-on.

Ma Koukou: "Tsk."