Chapter 505 Monkey Butt Face
If you can't talk, don't talk!
What does it mean to comb a woman's hair frequently? She and Yun Ting have only been married for a few months, so who did she comb her hair before? Isn't this a clear attempt to provoke?
Lin Mumu really wanted to beat up Ma Dasao, but she was smiling all the time. After praising Yun Ting's good craftsmanship, she praised Lin Mumu's beautiful appearance.
Don't hit a smiling person, so Lin Mumu had to endure it for a while.
Yun Ting really braided a very complicated scorpion braid for Lin Mumu, also known as a centipede braid, which is a delicate braid with feet all over the head, just like a scorpion crawling on the head.
This kind of braid, paired with ancient costumes, is indeed quite ancient.
"What beautiful hair, put on some makeup, Xiaolan, come and put on makeup for Comrade Xiaolin." Ma Dasao was tossing.
"No, I've never put on makeup." Lin Mumu refused awkwardly and turned to Yun Ting for help, but Yun Ting was gone.
Yun Ting didn't want to be bothered by this woman, so he combed Lin Mumu's hair and went to the side.
Without Yun Ting, Ma Dasao was eloquent again, and Lin Mumu was dizzy with a few words.
"Comrade Xiao Lin, who doesn't wear makeup during performances in the army? Even men wear makeup. Performances are illuminated by lights. If you don't wear makeup, you will look like a pale ghost, which is unlucky.
Little girls should put on makeup to be beautiful. Put on more rouge and lipstick. Yes, this bright red one is the best and matches her clothes."
Then Lin Mumu was inexplicably painted with a big clown face.
Lin Mumu also thought that makeup was a necessary procedure for the performance, and she didn't know how to do it anyway. She made up her mind and let them do whatever they wanted.
But after the tossing, Lin Mumu looked in the mirror and almost cried out.
Panda eyes, monkey butt face, vampire mouth.
Such a fairy makeup is too scary.
"It's beautiful, it's really beautiful, a little girl should be like this, dressed up beautifully." Ma Dasao said enthusiastically, "Okay, it's your turn."
"..."
Lin Mumu had no place to cry, she looked so weird, and someone tricked her into wearing a bright red silk gown, the same red as the bride. Is she going to go on stage?
"What are you standing there for? Your wife is waiting for you." Ma Dasao pushed Lin Mumu again.
Lin Mumu was definitely forced to go on stage by a few military wives.
Afterwards, she remembered that she was here to play the flute. If she covered her mouth with her hair, no one should see it, right?
Before her flute sounded, a burst of guqin sounded first, the same song she chose - the Chinese classic "Butterfly Lovers".
Lin Mumu was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that there was a man in black clothes on the same stage with her, who was talking about the guqin elegantly.
The picture of a man talking about the guqin was particularly beautiful. Lin Mumu had seen her master play it once before.
Her eyes fell on the other person's hand again. The slender fingers, the slightly protruding strong joints, and the bronze skin color were all so familiar.
Is it Yun Ting? !
How could he play with her.
At this moment, Lin Mumu also forgot the terrible makeup on her face, and subconsciously picked up the long bamboo flute and played it with Yun Ting's rhythm.
Halfway through the first half of the performance, Lin Mumu took the bamboo flute as a prop and began to sing the ancient song.
Her original plan was to sing it a cappella, but now, with Yun Ting's guqin accompaniment, it was not completely a cappella.
Lin Mumu's voice was very clear and ethereal, and it brought people back to the tranquility and beauty of the mountains, rivers and countryside. Some young soldiers cried when they heard it, and they missed home.