Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Wan Ling was lying on the soft bed with a large font, looking like he was thinking about life.

She felt that she should go out and find a job tomorrow so that she could have food and drink and how long or how long would it take for her jade pendant to be redeemed.

To be honest, Wan Ling has always had the idea of ​​becoming a makeup artist.

Although she doesn’t understand much, she will work hard to learn and will definitely dress those girls up beautifully.

the next day.

Wan Ling put on the mask and walked out.

Wan Ling thought it was better for her to wear a mask, otherwise she would scare those people when applying for jobs.

Looking at the pretty girls and some men around him, Wan Ling was sitting alone in the corner.

"Hey! Are you here to apply for a makeup artist job too?" Wan Ling was startled and turned around to see a lively-looking girl.

Wan Ling nodded slightly.

Wu Yanfei chuckled, "Me too, I have been interested in makeup artists since I was a child. By the way, why are you wearing a mask?"

Wan Ling smiled sheepishly, "I was born with that kind of pockmark on my face. It's not good-looking, and it may be passed on to you."

After hearing these words, the people around her immediately moved away from her, for fear of getting involved.

Wu Yanfei was just stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Wan Ling's eyes were a little confused: "Aren't you afraid?"

Wu Yanfei smiled and said: "Afraid, why are you afraid? I've never been afraid of anything."

"By the way, do you want to be that celebrity's exclusive makeup artist?" Wu Yanfei asked.

"That's not necessarily true. Since I'm a makeup artist, it shouldn't matter who I work for."

"It's better to be the exclusive makeup artist for one person, and the treatment is very good, and I want to be the exclusive makeup artist for Jiang Miao. She is simply my queen."

Seeing Wu Yanfei's obsessed look, Wan Ling felt a little funny.

The game begins.

Wu Yanfei shouted: "By the way, my name is Wu Yanfei, I'll go in first, bye!" Then he ran away.

"My name is Wan Ling." Wan Ling shouted.

I don't know if the other party heard it, because Wu Yanfei left Wan Ling and became taciturn again, seeming out of tune with the people around him.

Finally it was time for Wan Ling.

Looking at the judges in front of him, Wan Ling was calm on the outside but extremely nervous inside.

"Hello fellow judges and teachers, my name is Wan Ling, and I am seventeen years old this year."

The judges present are all well-known makeup artists in China, so the requirements for the competition are extremely high.

A makeup artist not only refers to makeup but also to matching clothes. It is a comprehensive makeup artist.

A man with a ponytail frowned: "You should take off your mask during the game. Playing with a mask on is definitely not disrespecting the game."

Wan Ling panicked for a moment, then calmed down instantly.

"Judge, I'm sorry, I can't take off the mask because there are a lot of strange things growing on my face. I think it's better not to scare you."

As soon as Wan Ling finished speaking, he saw that the judges and teachers in front of him were a little impatient. I am afraid that they had already decided the outcome for Wan Ling in their hearts.

"Okay, okay." Another woman said, "Let's start!"

"There are models over there. You can do their makeup and dress up. You have only one hour to complete it."

Wan Ling looked at the models in front of him in amazement. They were all very beautiful, elegant, and tall.

After such a comparison, Wan Ling suddenly felt that his height of 1.62 meters was simply too short.

The three models all stood there with a proud look, and they looked at all creatures with disdain.

"Um...one of you can be a model for me, and I'll do her makeup." Wan Ling said.

The embarrassing thing is that no one wants to.

Wan Ling hesitated a little, she always felt like this was trying to make things difficult for her.

"That... I promise to dress that person beautifully."

However, they all chose people from other groups, and no one was willing to let Wan Ling make up.

I do not know what happened?

For a moment, the embarrassment and grievances in her heart came to her heart, her eyes were red, and she couldn't help but want to cry, no, no, she couldn't cry here, it was too embarrassing.

There's nothing to cry about. The worst that can happen is that you don't pass.

"Tears are the most worthless thing." A cold voice sounded in my ears.

The people around looked at the man and exclaimed.

"Who is this woman? She is so beautiful."

"It's so beautiful. This face is so perfect. I want to put makeup on this lady."

Wan Ling looked at the paper handed over and took it blankly.

She looked up and an extremely beautiful face caught her eye.

So pretty!

Apart from his cousin, this is the second particularly good-looking person Wan Ling has seen.

Mo Yu slightly narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes and said coldly: "Are you Wanling?"

"Well, I am..."

"That's it." Ze Xi was talking about the cousin who asked him to help.

"Since no one is willing to let you put on makeup, put it on for me." Mo Yu said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Wan Ling couldn't imagine that such a good-looking person would choose her.

"Follow me." Mo Yu turned around.

Although Wan Ling didn't know why, she still hurriedly chased after him.

"Ah! What a pity, such a beautiful face."

Many makeup artists behind were jealous of the girl who looked particularly pitiful just now.