"Don’t fall in love with me. My orientation is quite normal; I like guys," Meng Shuqing said playfully.
Jian Xing rolled her eyes wildly, scratching her purposely tied-up hair, circling around Meng Shuqing and saying, "Lili is probably going to be furious later."
"Well, I actually need to thank her."
Meng Shuqing tugged at her clothes. She wasn’t someone who liked to hog the spotlight, but she still had quite a few gowns. The clothes her mom sewed were the most beautiful, like this white dress, personally tailored by Tang Yue.
The upper part had a lace hollow design with floral patterns, her jade-like skin faintly visible. The lower part had a wide hem, and as she walked, the skirt fluttered. Meng Shuqing was already tall, and standing there, she exuded an ethereal aura.
Meng Shuqing’s hair, black as silk, wasn’t tied up but fell down her back, which was completely different from her usual casual sporty style.
If someone from the Taekwondo club saw Meng Shuqing, their eyeballs would definitely pop out. This wasn’t the same person as the female Asura who trained them on the field.
"Do you want to tie up your hair?"
Jian Xing asked, although she thought it looked nice as it was, she wondered if tying it up would make it look more elegant.
"Then just tie it casually."
Meng Shuqing casually tied it into a princess hairstyle and asked, "How is it?"
Jian Xing: "..."
Granny Meng, could you be any more casual?
"Come, let me retie it." Jian Xing really couldn’t stand it.
"I’m playing the piano, not entering a beauty contest."
Meng Shuqing didn’t mind whether her hair was tied or not, she didn’t care.
Anyway, it wouldn’t affect her playing the piano.
Jian Xing wouldn’t relent, she tied Meng Shuqing’s hair nicely, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Although you look good without makeup, it’s best to put some on for the stage."
Jian Xing loved makeup, so she started applying various cosmetics on Meng Shuqing’s face.
Meng Shuqing sat on a chair, initially sitting obediently, but soon got restless, saying, "Xingxing, just do a quick job, what are you doing?"
It had been over half an hour, and Jian Xing was still applying things on her face.
"Don’t rush!"
Jian Xing glared at her and said, "Haste makes waste. If I draw your eyebrows thick later, don’t complain."
Jian Xing worked meticulously, as if sculpting a piece of art, carefully applying makeup on Meng Shuqing.
"Is it done yet?"
They weren’t doing the makeup behind the stage and had no mirror, so Meng Shuqing could only watch anxiously and pester her continuously.
"Almost."
"Is it done yet?"
"One more minute."
Jian Xing, annoyed by Meng Shuqing’s urging, checked the final look once again, then applied the lipstick, enhancing her beauty compared to before.
Jian Xing said with satisfaction, "My hands have cast magic, from today onwards, your position as the school beauty is well-deserved!"
Meng Shuqing’s mouth twitched, saying, "So you mean, without makeup, I can’t be the school beauty?"
Although she wasn’t interested in being the school beauty, she didn’t like Jian Xing’s remark.
Was it that only with makeup she was beautiful, without it she wasn’t?
Meng Shuqing touched her own face, still very satisfied, taking after her mom Tang Yue, especially those big, round, lively eyes, even she liked to admire them.



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