The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Forehead?

Uh uh uh uh uh uh...

What did he say? What did he just say?

Sister He and Zhao Ping immediately turned their attention to Xuan Yuan, and saw that the young man with clear and handsome features and picturesque eyebrows had a cold and noble expression, and his eyes were indifferent and calm as he stared at them. Although the corners of the young man's lips were slightly raised, as if he was wearing a He was smiling slightly, but his temperament was as cold as ice.

Zhao Ping was not a beauty fan. Although he was amazed by Qiao Zimo's appearance after putting on the costume, he was an acquaintance who had been with him for several days and already had some resistance to the young man's handsome appearance. Zhili did not lose consciousness, but paid attention to what Qiao Zimo just said——

He just said that his ears were very good, and he could clearly hear the conversation between him and Sister He that was deliberately lowered through the dressing room door? Zhao Ping was slightly stunned at first, then shook his head and smiled in relief. For him, this was not a big deal. He didn't think he had anything to do with Qiao Zimo in official matters, but private matters, so Qiao Zimo's character would definitely not allow prying eyes.

On the other hand, Sister He, who was "talking nonsense", couldn't help but feel a little shy after knowing that Xuan Yuan had listened to what she just said. However, after thinking about it, Sister He felt that it didn't matter whether Xuan Yuan heard what she just said or not. , anyway, she is obsessed with his looks, so it doesn’t matter if she is regarded as a nympho, she is already ￣︶￣ anyway.

As long as you are not regarded as a hooligan or someone who has unspoken rules and is violently beaten by a beauty~

After thinking about this, Sister He quickly calmed down her fear and approached Xuan Yuan with a bright smile. After looking up and down for a few times, she regretfully found that the costume was very smooth and there was nothing that needed to be tidied up. She pushed He pushed up his glasses and showed a professional attitude: "Come on, Lord Sword Master, you sit here, I'll put on your hood and put on your makeup."

Although the attitude is very professional, the title is not very professional.

Xuan Yuan raised his head and glanced at Sister He, who had an astonishingly thick skin and a very generous attitude. His long eyebrows, like distant mountains, were raised slightly, and he couldn't help but show a bit of suspicion. He didn't doubt Sister He's ability, he just doubted whether she could perform well under such excitement?

Zhao Ping seemed to see his doubts, and couldn't help but smile: "Although her temper is a little out of tune, she is actually very capable, and her excitement is more conducive to her performance." Sister He was able to perform at 27 and 8 Achieving such a status in the circle at his age is inseparable from his own ability.

Xuan Yuan finally chose to believe Zhao Ping and sat down on the stool in front of the makeup mirror. He closed his eyes and chose to rest. Yesterday, after Zhao Ping called him and asked him to go to bed early, Xuanyuan certainly didn't listen to him and went to bed early. Instead, he practiced the time reversal technique for most of the night.

It wasn't until the original owner's body couldn't bear it anymore that Xuan Yuan chose to rest, but he didn't rest for long. He was called up again early this morning to take makeup photos, so naturally his body couldn't bear it. No way, who made Xuan Yuan interested in mastering the art of time reversal? In essence, he is still a homebody who can stay in seclusion in a quiet room for decades.

Xuan Yuan's spirit was certainly enough to keep him going without sleep, but Qiao Zimo's body was obviously far from reaching this point. In order not to damage this body before returning his life to Qiao Zimo, Xuan Yuan He decided to take a nap while Sister He was putting on his makeup - of course, just to let this body rest.

Xuan Yuan saw from Qiao Zimo's memory that every time he performed, he spent a lot of time on makeup. This time was enough for Qiao Zimo's body to have a good rest. As for Xuan Yuan himself? Of course, the soul should escape into the mustard space and study the time retrieval technique carefully.

What, act well? Sorry, from the beginning, both Xuan Yuan and Qiao Zimo were very self-aware about their positioning as vase actors. They would never have no self-awareness to fight for any powerful roles that require acting skills. What's wrong with being good at making vases and scenery boards? How comfortable.

As the saying goes, it takes less effort and you don't have to hone your acting skills, but you can make more money. It's such a simple and easy job. Perhaps the only difficulty in this job is to have a handsome and good-looking face. However, Qiao Zimo is perfectly satisfied with this, so there is no problem in being qualified for this promising job.

Xuan Yuan only left a ray of consciousness in Qiao Zimo's body, which was enough for him to notice Sister He's careful movements on his head and face, and the gentle brush and powder lightly brushed over his face. , the movements are very light and gentle, and will never shock him or make him feel pain. The movements are very fast, but busy and not chaotic.

This ray of soul was trapped between sleep and non-sleep, so as to cooperate with the body's resting eyes and mind, allowing Qiao Zimo's tired body to recover as soon as possible. In a daze, he could notice that the breathing coming from the top of his head had changed from steady at first to cautious. It seemed to be mixed with surprise and excitement, and he seemed to be extra careful when starting.

"Okay, okay." I don't know how long it took, but Sister He finally stammered. She took a step back with her hands trembling slightly, and looked at the appearance of her brows, clear bones, and handsomeness after her modifications. The extraordinary, icy-muscular man in white felt like his tongue was tied up and he couldn't speak clearly.

Seeing such a romantic and elegant man in white, Sister He felt that the part of her that was a beauty fan was already obsessed with it. Seeing this man in white who was as ethereal and elegant as a banished immortal, she suddenly had a feeling. The idea of ​​"I can drink this color for a hundred years".

"Is it done?" After hearing this, Xuanyuan's soul immediately returned from the mustard seed space to Qiao Zimo's body. He opened his eyes and looked at Sister He and Zhao Ping with a gaze as light as water and as cold as ice. His expression was cold, as frost and snow, inviolable, and high above.

He was exactly the same as the most perfect and powerful character Jian Zun portrayed in the book "Sword Cultivator", even more beautiful, unattainable, and more fascinating than they could imagine.

If Zhao Ping was only amazed for a while after seeing Xuanyuan's appearance, and the next moment he began to think about how popular he could become with this role, then Sister He had already fallen into a state of madness - ah ah ah ah, so excited! So beautiful! No matter what, she would take enough pictures and save them in her mobile phone to lick his face every day!

Click! Click!

Sister He took out her phone quickly and took dozens of photos of Xuan Yuan from all angles and distances. She took her phone back reluctantly and said regretfully, "It took too much time to put on makeup. Go take the final makeup photo!" If there was enough time, she could take hundreds of photos, no! Thousands!

Zhao Ping's eyes lit up, and he came to Sister He and whispered to her. Xuan Yuan glanced over there and heard them talking about the crew sending out the final makeup photos and then sending out the photos taken by Sister He for hype. He turned his eyes away without interest and prepared to leave Sister He's dressing table to take the final makeup photos.

Seeing him step up to leave, Sister He immediately left Zhao Ping behind and followed him, rubbing her hands with an extremely excited look: "Come on, I'll go with you. I want to show them how amazing my makeup skills are!" She seemed to be looking forward to the scene where other actors, assistants and staff in the crew were amazed by Xuan Yuan.

Xiao Wang couldn't help but muttered: "This is because Brother Qiao is naturally beautiful. He looks good even without makeup!" Although Xiao Wang is younger than Qiao Zimo, he still habitually calls him Brother Qiao. Seeing that Sister He wanted to brag about her skills, he couldn't help but complain.

Sister He immediately glared at him and snorted: "Of course he is naturally beautiful, but don't you think he looks better now than before without makeup? The meaning of a makeup artist is to discover their beauty, magnify their beauty, and fully display their charm."

"Let's go, let's go take the final makeup photos!" Sister He was much more active than Xuanyuan, Zhao Ping and Xiao Wang, urging Xuanyuan to go to the studio.

So when Xuanyuan walked slowly in front of everyone in the crew, it seemed that the character Jianzun in the book really stood in front of everyone, which made many people amazed, and it made everyone in the crew stunned for a long time before they reacted.

"Like! Too much like! This is the Sword Master in my mind!" A young man in his twenties with a messy hair, dark circles under his eyes, and dressed like a geek suddenly rushed over. He was so excited that he seemed to have seen the goddess of his dreams.

Xuanyuan frowned slightly, glanced at this person, and found that he didn't know him. He was still trying to get close to Xuanyuan as if he wanted to get close to Xuanyuan. His fanatical expression and overly enthusiastic exaggeration made Xuanyuan narrow his eyes dangerously.

"He is the author of "Sword Cultivator". He heard that today was the day for the actor of the role of Sword Master to take the final makeup photo, so he insisted on coming to watch." Before Xuanyuan's eyes showed a dangerous look, Director Jiang came late and explained to Xuanyuan, who obviously didn't recognize this young man with a messy hair.

He looked up and down at Xuan Yuan's appearance, and he was more and more satisfied. He couldn't help but nod his head repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, it fits my positioning of the role of Jian Zun very well. I really have a good eye, and I picked the most suitable one at once."

The smiling tiger assistant director Liu, who was following behind Director Jiang and touching his belly with a smile, couldn't help but smile: Haha, picked it at once? Who was so stubborn that he had to use Qiao to tell the young man to go home and wait for news, and then the young man turned around and left. He had a lot of words in his stomach? Today's Director Jiang is still deceiving himself!