Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Chapter 1261 Fortunately

Feeling a little lost in her heart, Lan Xianxian secretly sighed.

What the hell is she doing today? It's all about helping Ou Ximing today. How can she think of so many irrelevant things.

Seeing Ou Ximing reopen a set of makeup brushes, and then look at the two sets of almost identical makeup boxes next to her, she couldn't help asking:

"Do you need to carry so many tools in the game?"

Ou Ximing glanced at the box next to him and shook his head.

"Mr. Shen asked me to prepare one myself. The previous one was not allowed to continue to be used."

Lan Xianxian paused for a moment, then nodded after a while, "Mr. Shen is still considerate. In this kind of competition, competitors can play tricks, that's all."

In the car accident two days ago, she didn't really understand the real purpose of the car accident until the media broke the news that she was seriously ill.

Someone wanted to ruin Ou Ximing's model, and Mr. Shen asked the hospital to spread the news that she was seriously ill in order to let the other party relax their vigilance, and also to prevent her from being injured again before the competition.

Since someone is willing to destroy a person's life in order to win the game, it seems too natural to tamper with cosmetics or other places.

She sometimes feels that she can actually be on her own, but when compared with Boss Shen, she still seems too immature.

The two-hour game was actually unconscious.

During the game, although many people gave up the game, but in the end, there were still many people left.

What follows is a fantastic change of stage.

The lights were dimmed, and with the subtle movement between each grid, a runway was slowly formed in the middle.

The outline can be vaguely seen.

Everyone exclaimed in amazement, this year's competition, from the very beginning, showed its difference from the past.

The host's ethereal voice sounded, "Let's not talk too much, let's enjoy together, our beautiful brides today!"

Fantastic and wonderful music sounded, an international makeup contest turned into a beautiful and dreamy bridal catwalk show in a blink of an eye.

At the end of the runway, there was a figure shaking slightly. Not long after, the lights above the runway were turned on one by one, creating a fairyland-like stage effect woven in white and pink.

After that, the models slowly came to the stage.

All of them are dressed in white wedding dresses, or with bare shoulders, or bold and enchanting in deep V-neck wedding dresses, or knee-length short skirts, short in the front and long in the back, or long skirts with trailing tails. Or a sheer veil that sways gently with every step.

On the face of each model, there is a happy and calm smile, everyone is full of confidence, and each one looks like an absolute heroine today.

Every model passing by has a number plate symbolizing the identity of the designer hanging on the waist.

For each model, the host introduced the information of the contestants.

Next, there are only two contestants who did not make an appearance, namely Ou Ximing and Liang Chenyi.

According to the number plate, the next thing is to hold the number 166 Ou Ximing.

But when Ou Ximing persuaded Lan Xianxian not to be nervous, he heard the host say:

"Okay, the following is the work of contestant No. 167. Liang Chenyi, the gold medal makeup artist of Lehua Entertainment, is the exclusive makeup artist of many first-line stars and celebrities. He has won two consecutive championships in our international makeup competition, so this year's third consecutive Guan, is he also there? A model is invited below, and Ms. Zhao Zimo will appear on stage..."

The expression on Ou Ximing's face sank in an instant. If some of the things the host said before were intentionally or unintentionally favoring Liang Chenyi, he even said that too many people gave up the game because he was thinking too much. The words of a gentleman's belly can't be more obvious now.

This host is really Liang Chenyi's licking dog.

Shen Fanxing's eyebrows were also suppressed, and he raised his eyes to the host standing in the corner of the stage, his gaze was sharp and cold.

Applause sounded, and in the last cubicle, a slender figure slowly walked onto the catwalk.

When she stood still at the end of the runway, the halo of light hit her in an instant.

Everyone couldn't help exclaiming, they were all amazed by Zhao Zimo in the circle of light.

Zhao Zimo is a goddess-level figure in the eyes of many people. She has great advantages in both temperament and body. Coupled with her perfect facial features and light makeup, she is enough to amaze everyone.

But at this moment, her face is full of rosy clouds, her beautiful eyes are whitewashed, and her apricot eyes are shy, shimmering, and her pink lips are like peaches. The makeup looks light, but there are too many Things are completely natural without deliberately using expressions to whitewash them.

That kind of charm is definitely not something that ordinary people can imitate.

What added to the score was her beautiful wedding dress, with a scarf as thin as a cicada's wings fixed behind her head, and a scarf several meters long that dragged out a beautiful arc behind her.

Holding a white rose in his hand, under the light, his face looks dreamy and beautiful,

She walked slowly step by step, as if every inch of white lotus could grow under her feet.

"My God, the fairy descended to earth..."

"As expected of Teacher Liang, I thought Zimo was pretty enough, but I was surprised by it."

"I really envy Teacher Liang. To be able to marry such a beautiful woman as Zhao Zimo is really... a blessing."

Almost without the guidance of the host, the whole venue applauded spontaneously.

Shen Fanxing applauded generously, she nodded, and felt that Zhao Zimo's appearance at this moment was very good.

Liang Chenyi still has some real skills, otherwise, he would not have come all the way to the present by relying on his unscrupulous methods, and he is highly respected.

A reporter took a picture of Shen Fanxing applauding.

"It seems that Mr. Liang won the three consecutive championships this year without any suspense."

"It's really amazing enough, no, even Mr. Shen from Star International couldn't help but applaud him."

"Today's overall situation has been decided! I really want to congratulate Mr. Liang, who won three consecutive championships, an internationally renowned makeup artist, and the pride of the Chinese people!"

All the people present were applauding, and there were endless praises and congratulations.

At this time, Liang Chenyi came from the dark, stepped forward and took Zhao Zimo's hand.

He stood on the stage and bowed to everyone.

"Thank you, thank you for your trust and support all the time. For this, I am very grateful. Of course, there is also my most beautiful bride in the world. Thank you for supporting me all the way."

After Liang Chenyi finished speaking, he took Zhao Zimo's hand and kissed it gently on his lips.

The applause and whistle in the audience was one after another.

Liang Chenyi appeared as an absolute winner.

Because in the program arrangement, only the designer who finally won the award will have the opportunity to appear next to the model and enjoy the honor.

He stood up now, is this a self-proclaimed champion?

Shen Fanxing gradually withdrew his applauding hands, looked at Liang Chenyi who was talking on the stage, hugging Zhao Zimo and showing off his love, and slowly said:

"Could you give up the space?"

The sound was not loud, but it was loud and clear. The noisy hall gradually quieted down, and they all looked at Shen Fanxing.

Lines of sight fell on Shen Fanxing, but Shen Fanxing acted as if he didn't feel anything, but said to the host:

"Is there one last contestant who hasn't played yet?"

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