in the mirror, zhang qingyi's eyes were about to crack. her face looked as if she had seen a devil.
however, she didn't see any demons. she only saw herself in the mirror.
looking at herself in the mirror, zhang qingyi's expression became more and more like she had seen a ghost.
a group of makeup artists were watching from the side.
since they had already made up their minds to leave the industry, no one was afraid at this moment, and they helped leng rongrong pass her things.
leng rongrong's face was full of concentration as she put on zhang qingyi's makeup.
however, she realized that it was easy when she applied makeup for herself, but when it came to zhang qingyi, it was different. the more she applied, the more wrong it was, and the more twisted it became.
at the end of the drawing, zhang qingyi broke down, and so did leng rongrong.
" can you believe it? i really wanted to give her a beautiful makeup, but it's not what i expected. "
