Jing Yunzhao had a bit of ridicule in his eyes, his eyes swept over Shen Yu, and she gave her a little stiff glare, and looked directly back.
I am afraid that the illusion of this surface and ambiguity will not last long.
Shen Yan dared to look for her on this occasion, then it proves that she can't stand it, and she is not prepared to endure it, just like this.
Senior stylists must understand everything from make-up, hair styling, and costume jewellery, and her requirements are very reasonable. After all, she is an assistant to a large stylist at this age, if she can't compare with some ordinary makeup artists. That would be too much to say.
Moreover, she is betting.
Although she didn't have much impression on this Song Xiaoyu, after all, it was the people I met. If you think about it carefully, there will still be some clues. In the past, this Song Xiaoyu was admitted to the Kyoto University, but it is not very famous. The school, if she is very promising later, Ye Qin should still mention her all the time, but the fact is that after she was 12 years old, she did not seem to have heard of this cousin.
The memory of this cousin, or Song Xiaoyu just arrived at the university at that time, after all, to go to Kyoto, such a luxury metropolis, for their small town, it is an amazing good thing.
At this point, Song Xiaoyu's face was somewhat tangled.
But after thinking about it, I opened the makeup box.
In fact, she did not mix well in Kyoto. When she was admitted to the university in Kyoto, she was a patriot in the eyes of relatives and friends. In fact, she went to college to know that she was a pheasant crawling out of the grass nest. It’s not worth mentioning in front of others. She doesn’t have a good background. She is not very good at professional. She is learning design. After she comes out, she doesn’t find a job at all. Eat rice, and rarely go home, so as not to be shameful.
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