Chapter 45

Liu Qin laughed, two fingers hanging on the handle of the trunk, so he picked up the trunk, relaxed and comfortable.

Yeah, just two fingers.

Yao Xianglin was surprised, "Wow, you are so strong! How did you do that? "

"Every day running boxing, there are 500 sit ups, 50 push ups, so you can practice." Liu Qin's voice is calm, as if what he retells is not his own business but someone else's.

Yao Xianglin took a breath, "are you crazy? Are you going to be a student of sports? Do you want me to ask Jiang Yue to introduce your PE teacher? "

Liu Qin said with a smile, "no, I'll weigh a few pounds. I still know. Let's wait for the bus."

It's a little cool in the early morning. The sun shines on you. It's very comfortable.

Life is beautiful.

Two people wait for the bus, because the weekend is close to the terminal, there are not many people on the bus.

When they got to the last double seat of the car, Yao Xianglin was chatting all the way, all kinds of gossip, from stars to schools, all the time.

Liu Qin was not used to this kind of intimate chat at first, but later he gradually accepted it and unconsciously immersed himself in this kind of intimacy.

Liu Qin sat close to the car window, listening to Yao Xianglin's flexible voice like a lark, and looking at the street scenery outside the window, his mechanical and rigid state of mind slowly softened.

At eight o'clock, I arrived at Jinyi TV station building on time.

And more than a decade later resplendent style building different, Jinyi city TV station is still relatively simple.

After making the invitation letter at the guard, Yao Xianglin and Liu Qin went to the studio hall on the second floor.

Backstage crowded, noisy, old and young men and women, there are chatting, there are singing, but also to see fresh everywhere.

This is Liu Qin's first visit to the studio hall of the TV station. He also looks around curiously.

"Qin Qin, what should I do when I'm nervous?" Yao Xianglin whispered.

"Why are you nervous?"

"I'm afraid I can't play well."

"If you don't play well, it's not an art test."

"..." Yao Xianglin couldn't laugh or cry. "You're so diligent. Can't you open your mouth and shut your mouth? There are many wonderful things in our life besides exams. "

"For example?" Asked Liu Qin.

"Er... Love?" Yao Xianglin blinked.

"I'd better think about the exam." Liu Qin said.

Yao Xianglin rolled his eyes and ended the chat. According to the requirements of the reception staff, he took Liu Qin to the No. 4 dressing room.

There are no singing methods in the competition, but there are semi-finals and finals. For the audience of this small city TV station in the 18th tier, Bel Canto and national singing methods are more valuable than popular singing methods. In other words, popular singing methods can be sung by anyone, but Bel Canto and national singing can not be sung by common people.

In order to take care of both the expert and the layman, Yao Xianglin chose the folk singing method in the semi-final, and chose his best bel canto in the final.

Because there are contestants of all ages, even professional actors, who bring their own makeup artists. High school students like Yao Xianglin use TV station makeup artists.

All kinds of make-up, eye shadow and lipstick in the dressing room are filled with the dressing table, which is very spectacular.

The contestants without makeup artists wait in line for the makeup artists to make up.

Liu Qin first helped Yao Xianglin change into a performance dress - a gorgeous sapphire blue long dress.

The material is silk like, decorated with the same color of glittering powder.

Although this kind of material is tacky on the street, it is very conspicuous and gorgeous on the stage. In reality, the fabric with texture is eclipsed by the stage lights.

Yao Xianglin's figure is very good, protruding forward and backward. In addition to the sapphire blue color, his skin looks white and delicate.

"Qin Qin, is the neckline of this dress too low?" After Yao Xianglin put it on, he found something wrong.

Liu Qin squatted down to help Yao Xianglin straighten out her skirt. Without raising her head, she said, "what did you think when you were choosing clothes? Now it's too late to feel low. "

Yao Xianglin shriveled his mouth. He was already nervous and was in a low mood.

After finishing the skirt, Liu Qin saw Yao Xianglin pull his face in anger, but said, "most of the dress shops are low collar. In that kind of atmosphere, they don't think the neckline is too low, and the low neckline is not bad. It's very attractive."

"Really?" Yao Xianglin was surprised.

"Really, the neckline is a small problem, mainly the waistline. The waistline of this skirt is too loose. It would be nice if it was a skirt with a belt." As he said this, Liu Qin was not idle either. He pinched Yao Xianglin's waist on both sides with his hands, and each side pinched out a finger wide.

"What about that?" Yao Xianglin once again worried about gain and loss.

"Take it off." Liu Qin said.

"Ah?" Yao Xianglin was stunned, but he was shocked to see Liu Qin take out the needle and thread from his bag? Don't tell me you're going to change the dress!? Don't, this dress is rented. If it is damaged, the deposit will be deducted. It's not worth deducting thousands of yuan for a competition! "

"Don't worry, I won't cut it. I just fix it a little by hand. There are at most ten sewing points on one side. The sewing points are very small. When the game is over, I'll take off the thread and I can't see it at all." The blue line was chosen.

"Really?" Yao Xianglin doubts.

"If you don't, there won't be enough time." Liu Qin said.

Without saying a word, Yao Xianglin took off her skirt and put on the bathrobe prepared in the dressing room.

At this time, the makeup artist there also lined up to Yao Xianglin, shouting Yao Xianglin's name.

Yao Xianglin is still not at ease, "Qin Qin, I went to make up, Qin Qin, you can take it easy, but don't break the dress, my mother will beat me to death."

Liu Qin finally chuckled, "don't worry."

Yao Xianglin went to make up nervously. The makeup artist asked what style of clothes it was. It's better to wear clothes to make up. After all, it's easy to match clothes.

Liu Qin simply held the dress to the makeup artist and let it match colors.

"Sister makeup artist, do you want me to turn the skirt over to show you the style?" Asked Liu Qin.

The makeup artist is as like as two peas, who is very young. She looks very good at thirty years old. She glanced at it and laughed. "No, this dress is exactly the same on our TV station. I know how to make it up." Said, then skillfully turned up, while also praised, "young is good, delicate skin does not card powder, make-up is much easier."

Yao Xianglin said with a smile, "my sister's skin is good. It looks better than mine."

Makeup artist was teased, "the mouth is really sweet, but how to maintain the aging are not enough, any maintenance products can not replace youth."

Liu Qin side fast sewing, subconsciously should say, "yes, high school girls face collagen, youth is a good thing."

The makeup artist was more amused, "you are such a funny little girl. You are too young. How can you talk about such vicissitudes? It's not good to grow old before you grow old. " Then he took a look at Liu Qin, and then he was surprised, "ah, the little girl's craftsmanship is really good. This stitch is comparable to that of a professional female embroidery worker."