MTL - Concealed and Blended: Fendai-Chapter 2

At this moment, when he first saw a guy who was so ostentatious in Kidd, he actually felt his eyes sting.

Cheng Ping also remembered his steel straight man design, and nodded coldly: "Hi, I've worked hard for you today."

Li Boxi raised Cheng Ping's chin and looked at his face: "The skin is a bit dry, let's apply a water mask first."

He applied the water film calmly, his fingers trembling slightly.

The Great God lost weight and looked haggard.

In this line of work, Li Baixi is in the center of the vortex of gossip, and what he hears every day is gossip. Regarding the inside story of Cheng Ping's retirement, I have heard more than a dozen versions.

The most mainstream version is: he is so good-looking, he accidentally cheated on the former captain, and was squeezed out by the official revenge.

Li Baixi's heart was about to break.

Is it his fault for being good looking? no!

When Li Boxi thought that he would never hear Jing Yin swearing again, he felt as lonely as snow, as if his youth had also come to an end.

He really wanted to comfort the Great God with a few words, but he couldn't find words that fit the personality. After being as quiet as a chicken for a long time, the hands have already reached the inner eyeliner: "Look down."

The two faces were too close, and they breathed each other.

Cheng Ping froze.

In fact, Li Boxi can understand this straight man's stiffness very well. He couldn't bear to embarrass the master so much, and felt that he had to think of a line.

"Mr. Cheng seems to have dark circles under his eyes."

Li Boxi thought to himself: I am really Kei, so I can confuse the real with the fake.

Li Boxi held his chin with one hand, Cheng Ping felt uncomfortable when he heard his teasing jokes. At the moment, I couldn't think of how to answer in order to maintain the straight man setting, so I had to tell the truth: "I stayed up too late when I was playing games."

coming! I'm not tired of talking about this!

Li Baixi is eager to try: "Playing games is hard and thick?"

Cheng Ping glanced at him silently, and said indifferently with an air of "you don't understand even if you say it", "It's a little bit."

Obviously want to end the topic here.

Li Boxi continued to be eager to try: "Oh, I have seen you gossip every time."

Cheng Ping:?

Cheng Ping thought: This **** guy actually did his homework in order to flirt with me?

At this moment, Li Boxi is bound to have to look back at the highlights of his own career from scratch. However, he had just started, and after bragging about a championship match three years ago, he found that the staff around him were peeking at him with weird expressions.

It's a bit of a disintegration.

Li Boxi reined in the precipice: "It's really amazing."

The acting skills at the end are not online, it is a bit too blunt.

With such a blunt ending suddenly added to the good flattery, it sounds very yin and yang, like some kind of trash talk in a game.

Cheng Ping couldn't hold back anymore.

He hasn't slept well recently, and his mood is already cloudy and uncertain. Today, he met a **** guy who lived a life that he couldn't even imagine, and he instinctively felt repulsed.

Cheng Ping said mechanically, "Thank you for your support."

Then I saw Li Boxi looking at him, hesitating to speak: "Well, can you..."

Li Boxi knew that he was going to put on makeup for the great **** today, so he carried a hat in his bag.

It was a commemorative cap sold by Cheng Ping's team when they won the championship a few years ago. Now that Cheng Ping has retired, the cap has become out of print. He doesn't want to miss the opportunity to sign it.

But at this moment, facing the gaze around him, he thought again, or else he should take a blank sheet of paper, at least not to overexpose his otaku attributes.

Li Boxi's heart was at war between heaven and man, but Cheng Ping knew it clearly: "You want WeChat, right?"

Li Boxi:?

Whether Cheng Ping played e-sports in the early years or is now a celebrity, he would inevitably meet some fans who are related to work, and he would ask for private contact information for various reasons.

For this reason, he has already learned the countermeasures. He keeps a WeChat account that only talks about work. Now he even has a team to help him.

Cheng Ping took out his mobile phone as usual: "Come on."

Li Boxi looked astonished.

Still a little unhappy.

All he wanted was a signed cap.

How can he not know the nature of this plastic micro-signal, and he has no interest at all. But it would be very embarrassing for the Great God to refuse at this time, so I had to forcefully smile: "Wow, thank you."

Cheng Ping:?

Why do you seem to be reluctant?

The two sides added WeChat, Cheng Ping put down his phone, and accidentally saw himself in the mirror when he turned his head.

Cheng Ping was stunned for a moment.

Only then did Li Boxi think about the business: "The style of this watch brand is relatively cold and hard, so I added a little emphasis on contouring, emphasizing your browbones and the side of your jaw," he gestured nonchalantly on Cheng Ping's face. One, "The lines here have a turning point. It looks a bit aged to the naked eye, but the photogenic effect should be good."

Li Boxi said it lightly.

After all, Cheng Ping has only changed careers for half a year, and he has not come into contact with many makeup artists. Limited experience can only make him feel Li Boxi's power vaguely, but there are not enough parameters for comparison, so that he can find out how good Li Boxi is.

So Cheng Ping took it calmly: "Indeed, it's pretty good."

Li Boxi didn't take it seriously, and felt the long-lost hand itch when facing the face of the great god: "Actually, you can find some echoes in your makeup today, such as the eyeliner at the end of your eyes, and add a faintly visible one." The blue color is cold and a little enchanting..."

The word "enchanting" touched Cheng Ping's pain point buried in the deep cabinet: "No more."

Li Boxi was bored again, and sighed inwardly.

Forget it, it's not a day or two for the Great God to be irritable, which is already quite polite.

He was quite tolerant towards this great **** who was a few years younger than himself, thinking why a straight man would make things difficult for a straight man, and smiled.

"Then pretend I didn't say anything." Li Boxi simply packed up his things and left.

Cheng Ping frowned and looked at his back as he walked away.

Just leave after melting, don't you need to wait for the brand to check and accept it?