Chapter 572

A Zhao follows the memory and opens the live broadcast software.

Yan Zhaozhao starts live broadcasting at a fixed time every day, and knows several regular fans. There are several people in the live room.

As soon as her trademark heavy make-up face appeared, several people painted a bullet screen:

[a little star]: ah, Zhaozhao is really punctual every day.

[flowers float away]: Mom, I'm scared to death. What do you want to do, anchor, in a live broadcasting room?

[dajiji girl]: it's a newcomer upstairs. We Zhaomei have always been in this style!

Beautiful woman? You dare to say (vomit)

ah Zhao did not look at the bullet screen at all. He took out the makeup remover and the makeup remover cotton by himself, with a basin of water made in advance on the edge.

Now, the old fans finally found out that it was wrong.

A little star: Gee! I was waiting for Zhaozhao's jokes. How can it seem that things are not simple?

[Daji girl]: Zhao Meiren is wearing pajamas and her hair is tied with a bath cap. Has she just taken a bath?

[a green light on my head]: passing by, it's so desolate here

A Zhao glanced at the bullet screen, looked at the poor number of viewers in the upper left corner of the live broadcast room, and said calmly, "today, I will take off makeup for you live broadcast."

[Daji girl]: take off your makeup! What kind of beauty do you look like!

[flowers floating on their own]: cut, you can see from the heavy makeup of ghosts that the anchor looks like. Now what kind of people dare to live the plain face?

[a little star]: Hey, that flower is flying. Why are you still here if you don't like it?

Love of the thousand paper cranes: to be honest, I'm not interested in the live broadcast of makeup removal, but I've been chasing Zhao Zhao for such a long time. I'm curious about what Zhaozhao looks like.

Seeing this barrage, a Zhao wanted to sigh.

Yan Zhaozhao's aesthetic is probably biased by the group of female gangsters. He thinks that it is good-looking to dye colorful hair and make-up so thick that he doesn't even know his mother and father.

So every time before the live broadcast, she would solemnly spend half an hour on her face, spoiling the original beautiful face.

However, this heavy make-up also protected her to some extent. She spent the past two years, and even worked in the nightstand at night. She did not encounter anything, which was also a drag on her make-up.

Otherwise, with the face that a Zhao saw in his memory, he didn't know how many disasters had come.

She thought to herself, but the movements on her hands were not vague.

Little by little, standing makeup remover, wipe off the heavy makeup on the face.

At the beginning, the barrage was still rowing:

[the love of a thousand paper cranes]: Alas, I don't know how Zhaozhao suddenly remembered to remove her makeup today.

Did you laugh today: what the hell? I'm here to watch the anchor make fun of. What new tricks are you playing today?

……

Slowly, the painting style has become:

[a little star]: sleeping trough! Zhao Zhao looks a little good-looking.

[like stewed pork in brown sauce]: my sister is so beautiful. Do you make friends with me? Add wechat huh8768.

[dajiji girl]: is the development of sleeping trough wrong? Zhao Zhao looks so tender!

A Zhao didn't say anything in the whole process, so she took off her make-up and washed her face with clean water.

Looking up again, the 17-year-old girl's face was still stained with water, and she gave a sweet smile to the camera: "Hello everyone, let me introduce myself again. I'm Zhaozhao, the anchor. I love eating sugar."

The barrage was quiet for a moment.