Chapter 187

"What about Sister Zhao?"

"As for commanding staff outside, she doesn't worry about many things, she has to do it herself."

Gong Nanbei said with a smile: "You have a good manager."

Han Yiming smiled and said with a look of memory: "Yeah, I do have a good agent, and I stumbled. We have been together for almost 30 years. I can't imagine how my career and life would be without her. what's it like"

Wang Wangjiao on the side heard the words and said with a gossip expression: "You two, shouldn't you?"

Han Yiming didn't understand it at first, but after seeing Wang Wangjiao's wretched expression, he immediately understood. He smiled and waved his hands: "Of course not, we are just good friends, the kind of good friends who are like relatives."

Wang Wangjiao made an OK gesture and said, "I understand, I understand!"

Wang Haoxuan, who was beside him, also giggled twice, and then looked at Wang Wangjiao.

Wang Wangjiao understood in seconds, and coughed lightly: "Brother Han, this little assistant in my family grew up listening to your songs and has always admired you. Can you sign your autograph and take a photo together?"

Of course, Han Yiming would not refuse this trivial matter, and nodded in agreement with a smile.

On the other side, the stylist came over with a set of white clothes.

"Try it on, I'll go find you a suit to sing pop songs," the stylist said with a smile after putting the suit in Gong Nanbei's hands.

Gong Nanbei stayed for a while, isn't this the clothes you wear when you sing popular? Could it be that she wore it when she sang rock and roll for me?

The stylist saw Gong Nanbei's doubts and said, "Please believe me, you can definitely blow up the audience wearing this dress. By the way, the upper body needs to be vacuumed, and I will find you a pair of suitable shoes."

Gong Nanbei looked at the suit, and then looked at the stylist who was looking for his shoes. He was a little skeptical. Is it really good to wear it like this?

Han Yiming, who just finished taking a photo with Wang Haoxuan, said with a smile: "Listen to him, I have worked with Lao Liu for many years. Don't look at it, it seems unremarkable. He is a resident guest in our domestic fashion show."

Gong Nanbei looked at Han Yiming, who was dressed like a big cock, and then looked at the white suit in his hand, as if there was nothing unacceptable.

When Gong Nanbei came out of the changing room, the eyes of several people lit up at him.

This suit is a casual style, with a slightly wide feeling. There is only a button on the lower abdomen, and the chest is V-shaped, revealing the obvious chest muscles of the north and south of the palace.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you must be filial. What's more, Gong Nanbei is not ugly in itself, and wearing a white suit can be described as handsome and compelling.

In particular, the stylist instructed him to vacuum the upper body, revealing his chest muscles, which added a hint of wildness to him.

The stylist came over with a pair of white crocodile leather shoes. He was also satisfied after seeing Gong Nanbei's style.

After Gong Nanbei put on his shoes, he looked left and right and said, "Not bad, Yue'er, don't put on heavy makeup when you're putting makeup on Mr. Gong, Mr. Gong's condition is very good, you can help him highlight it. The facial features are enough, and the hairstyle is a little trimmed, just a little more natural, no oily hair or something, just cut it a little bit shorter and be more masculine.”

In fact, according to the stylist's idea, it should be cut short, that is masculine and wild!

But for some artists, hair is as important as life, so the stylist doesn't say much.

The makeup artist on the side agreed. She was doing makeup for Han Yiming. She looked back at Gong Nanbei and said with a smile, "Mr. Gong, please wait a moment. I'll come over after I set the shape for Brother Han."

Gong Nanbei smiled and waved his hand: "You are busy first, I have learned makeup before, I'll just deal with it myself."

The makeup artist was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, there are cosmetics in that makeup table, all of them are new, please rest assured of the quality. You can try it first, and I'll go to help as soon as I finish the treatment."

She thought that Gong Nanbei was being polite, so she couldn't help speeding up her hands, thinking that she would go to Gong Nanbei's makeup after finishing it.

Gong Nanbei was sitting in front of the makeup table, took out the cosmetics and started to do it skillfully.

Wang Wangjiao and Wang Haoxuan looked at each other and asked in a low voice, "He can wear makeup? When did he learn it?"

"You don't even know if you are his agent, how do I know?"

"You don't even know if you are his assistant, how do I know?"

The two completed the above dialogue almost simultaneously, and then stood behind Gong Nanbei with great interest, watching him put on makeup.

At first, the two were actually planning to make a joke, especially Wang Haoxuan. He follows Gong Nanbei every day, and he still doesn't know him?

People who don't wash their head or feet at night can wear makeup? How could he live so delicately?

But after watching it for two minutes, they couldn't stop laughing.

Many of the cosmetics and makeup tools that they don't know at all and cannot name, seem to have come to life in Gong Nanbei's hands. Looking at Gong Nanbei's familiar appearance with cosmetics, he is like a farmer's uncle familiar with the land!

Well, this analogy may not be appropriate, mainly to understand the meaning!

Makeup artist Yue'er finished putting on Han Yiming's makeup, turned her head and saw that Wang Wangjiao and Wang Haoxuan were watching Gong Nanbei seriously. She walked over curiously and saw that Gong Nanbei's outfit was almost finished!

Just as the stylist had instructed her before, Gong Nanbei put light makeup on herself to make her facial features look more obvious. But he added a few more tricks to make himself look a little more wild and masculine.

Gong Nanbei before makeup, little fresh meat, little wolf dog.

Gong Nanbei after makeup is full of scumbag attributes! It smells like male hormones from the inside out! Even the makeup artist behind him couldn't move his legs.

Seeing that the makeup was almost done, Gong Nanbei smiled at himself in the mirror, um, I was quite satisfied, and the advanced makeup skills were really unusual.

With this smile, Wang Wangjiao and Wang Wangjiao didn't feel much, but they felt that Gong Nanbei was really handsome after putting on makeup.

But Yue'er behind her couldn't take it anymore, she felt her nose was a little hot, and when she reached out to touch it, her nose bleeds.

After Gong Nanbei finished putting on makeup, he thought about turning back and asking the makeup artist how to do his hair. When he turned around, he saw Wang Wangjiao standing behind him, with an expression as if he knew him on the first day.

Gong Nanbei pushed the two away and saw Yue'er who was bleeding from her nose.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, ah? Ah! This, hey, the weather in Yanjing is too dry, plus I've been under a lot of stress these two days, and I haven't had a good rest. I'm a little angry, hahahaha it's okay"

Yue'er stepped back as she spoke, and took out two tissues from her bag to wipe the nosebleed.

Gong Nanbei got up and said, "Sister Yue'er, do you think I can fix this hairstyle properly?"

Yue'er heard the words and looked up. When she saw the chest muscles exposed in the north and south of the palace, she suddenly felt that it seemed to be hotter today.