There's a saying that goes well.
Without comparison, there is no harm!
Meng Keer's black widow makeup, when considered on its own, was impressive.
The chestnut-colored long hair, the profound eye sockets, whether it was the earth-tone eyeshadow or the sharp look in her eyes, all matched the character of the black widow perfectly.
Not to mention the leather jacket and leather pants that added bonus points to her look.
Her already remarkable figure became even more enticing and seductive, utterly captivating.
It could be said that Meng Keer's makeup today surpassed her usual ancient styles, after all, a beauty's natural features were there for all to see, and in the words of her fans, even bare-faced she could still shine.
But the mistake was that today she was up against Ye Wan.
Beauty lies in the bones, not the skin, and Ye Wan was undoubtedly of this variety.
The fierce biker makeup made the fans, who moments before had been exclaiming "Demon concubine is killing me," completely forget what the demon concubine looked like, their eyes and hearts filled only with the image of the cold and bracingly wild queen on their screens this moment.
When she smiled with a hint of charm, she seemed like an enchantingly beautiful woman able to lure and ensnare your soul, making you want to kneel at the hem of her skirt.
When ice-cold, she seemed as though she was holding a gun barrel at your forehead.
This sensation of sweet one second and the arrival of the Death God the next, like the extremes of ice and fire, had completely grasped the fans in both livestreaming rooms.
Meng Keer, even in her best attempt at flirtation, could not garner their attention.
Meng Keer still stood two meters away from the camera, doing a gun-shooting pose when, noticing her assistant signaling her frantically, she realized something was off.
There was a pitiful lack of danmu.
Even the sound of rewards was gone.
It shouldn't be like this!
Just after her makeup was finished, both she and her assistant felt it was almost deceptively real, absolutely foolproof.
Stepping forward with a model's stride, Meng Keer took only one look and her face changed color.
Laymen watch the excitement; experts examine the technique.
Even though whatever that thing Ye Wan was wearing was incomparable to the biker leather on her own body, the way she handled it added a few strands of elaborately indifferent and cold charm.
And that face, with that makeup, was almost beyond criticism.
When she cast a seductive gaze, it made one want to tear apart that sheer garment in a frenzy.
When she held the gun coldly, it made one want to turn and run.
To live, or, to die?
To enjoy, or, to escape?
Everything seemed to be at her mere whim.
It quickly became clear who was superior.
Meng Keer's complexion turned sour almost instantaneously.
"Fuguang is really tired today after doing two makeup looks, my babies should be understanding and take good care of Fuguang..."
At the right moment, the assistant appeared, posting before-and-after photos of both makeup looks on the screen, "If you like Her Majesty the Empress, press 520, if you like the cold and glamorous black widow, press 999, and Fuguang will prepare more little surprises for our babies in the future!"
Two retouched photos covered Meng Keer's ashen face, and the livestreaming room was soon filled with danmu saying "Fuguang is so pretty" and "Goddess is the best".
The just-concluded PK connection seemed as if it had never happened.
Ye Wan seemed to have predicted this scene and wrote something in the livestreaming room, making the fans collectively fall silent.
Consequently, the contrast became even more severe.
In "Honghuang top beauty's" livestreaming room, the screen was a blank slate.
In "Beautiful World's" livestreaming room, rockets and yachts accompanied by roses and lollipops overflowed as gifts.
But anyone with eyes could see, Meng Keer lost!
Whether it was the makeup itself or the aura she projected, Meng Keer lost utterly and completely.
"Wasn't Fuguang going to give her a premium charm?"
An abrupt red danmu emerged, darkening Meng Keer's face, her expression almost losing control.
She had intended to take advantage of the momentum to hit 100 premium charms, but now, let alone premium charms, she didn't even have a dream carnival anymore.
It was as if yesterday had come again.
It made Meng Keer think of that damned goddess once more.
"Honghuang top beauty, huh?"
The assistant kept signaling with her eyes, but Meng Keer could no longer maintain her composure, overwhelmed by raging fury, "They say the name reflects the person. Why not remove the makeup and let us see the true face of our goddess?"