Be a Superstar With the System

"Where is Sister Zhao?"

"Directing the staff outside, she doesn't worry about many things. She has to do it herself."

Gong Nanbei said with a smile: "You have a good agent"

Han Yiming smiled and said with a look of memory: "Yes, I do have a good agent who stumbled. We have been together for almost 30 years. I can't imagine my career and life without her. What is it like"

Wang Wangjiao on the side heard the words and leaked a gossip expression: "You two, shouldn't you..."

Han Yiming didn't understand it at first, but after looking at Wang Mongjiao's wretched expression, he immediately understood, and smiled and waved his hands: "Of course not, we are just good friends, kind of good friends like our relatives."

Wang Wangjiao made an OK gesture and said: "I understand, I understand!"

Wang Haoxuan on the side also smirked twice, then looked at Wang Wangjiao.

Wang Wangjiao understood in seconds and coughed softly: "Brother Han, this little assistant in my family grew up listening to your songs and has always admired you. Can you sign your name and take a photo with you"

Of course Han Yiming would not refuse this little thing, and smiled and nodded in agreement.

On the other side, the stylist came over with a set of white clothes.

"Try it on, I'll find you a set of clothes for singing pop songs," the stylist said with a smile after putting the suit in Gong Nanbei's hands.

Gong Nan Bei stayed, isn't this the clothes you wear when singing popular? Could it be for me to wear rock and roll?

The stylist saw Gong Nanbei's doubts and said: "Please believe me, you can definitely blow up the audience in this dress. By the way, the upper body needs a vacuum. I will find you a pair of suitable shoes."

Gong Nanbei looked at the suit, then looked at the stylist who was looking for him with some suspicions. Does it really look good in this way?

Han Yiming, who had just finished the photo with Wang Haoxuan on the side, smiled and said: "Listen to him, I have been working with Lao Liu for many years. Don't look at it as if you don't seem to be very eye-catching. He is a permanent guest of our domestic fashion shows."

Gong Nanbei looked at Han Yiming, who was dressed like a big cock, and then looked at the white suit in his hand. It seemed that there was nothing unacceptable.

When Gong Nanbei walked out of the changing room, the eyes of several people looked at him brightly.

This suit is a casual style, with a slightly wide feeling. There is only a button on the lower abdomen. The chest is V-shaped, revealing the obvious pectoral muscles.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, be filial. Moreover, Gong Nan Bei itself is not ugly, wearing a white suit is very handsome.

Especially the stylist instructed him to have a vacuum in the upper body, and after exposing his chest muscles, he added a trace of wildness.

The stylist walked over with a pair of white crocodile leather shoes. He was also satisfied after seeing Gong Nan Bei's shape.

After Gong Nanbei changed his shoes, he looked around and said, "Yes, good, Yue'er, don’t put heavy makeup on Mr. Gong later, Mr. Gong’s condition is very good, you help him highlight it. The facial features are fine. In addition, the hairstyle should be slightly modified to be more natural, and the oily head should be omitted. Cut a little bit shorter and more masculine."

In fact, according to the stylist's idea, it should be cut, so that it is masculine and wild!

But for some artists, hair is as important as life, so the stylist didn't say much.

The makeup artist on the side agreed. She was putting makeup on Han Yiming. She looked back at Gong Nanbei and smiled: "Mr. Gong, please wait a moment, I will set the shape for Brother Han and come over."

Gong Nanbei smiled and waved his hand and said: "Be busy, I have learned makeup before, so I can deal with it myself."

The makeup artist was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Okay, there are cosmetics in that makeup table. They are all new. Please rest assured of the quality. You can try it first, and I will help as soon as I finish the treatment."

She thought that Gong Nan Bei was being polite, and she couldn't help speeding up her hand, thinking about applying makeup to Gong Nan Bei after processing.

Gong Nanbei was sitting at the dressing table, taking out cosmetics and starting to make up proficiently.

Wang Wangjiao and Wang Haoxuan on the side looked at each other, and at the same time they asked in a low voice, "He can still make up? When will he learn it?"

"You don't know if you are his agent, how do I know"

"You don't know if you are his assistant, how do I know"

The two completed the above dialogue almost synchronously, and then stood behind Gong Nanbei enthusiastically, watching him put on makeup.

In the beginning, the two were actually planning to make a joke, especially Wang Haoxuan. He followed Gong Nan Bei every day and didn't know him?

People who don’t wash their heads or feet at night will wear makeup? Can he live so delicately?

But within two minutes, they couldn't laugh.

Many of the cosmetics and make-up tools that they don’t know at all, and cannot be named, seem to be alive in Gong Nan Bei's hands. Looking at Gong Nan Bei's familiar cosmetics, it is as familiar with the peasant uncle!

Um, this analogy may not be appropriate, mainly to understand the meaning!

The makeup artist Yueer finished Han Yiming's makeup, and when she turned her head, she saw Wang Wangjiao and Wang Haoxuan looking at the north and south of the palace seriously. She walked over curiously, and saw that the costumes of the north and south were almost finished!

Just as the stylist had told her before, Gong Nanbei put light makeup on herself to make her facial features more obvious. But he added some more skills to make himself look more wild and masculine.

Before putting on makeup, there are little fresh meat and little wolf dogs.

After the make-up, the palace is full of scumbag attributes! From the inside out, there is a smell of male hormones! Even the makeup artist behind him can't move his legs.

Seeing that the makeup is almost done, Gong Nanbei smiled at himself in the mirror. Well, I am quite satisfied. The advanced makeup skills are really extraordinary.

With this smile, Wang Wangjiao didn't feel too much, but felt that Gong Nan Bei was really handsome after putting on makeup.

But Yue'er behind her couldn't stand it anymore. She felt a bit hot in her nose. She stretched out her hand and felt her nosebleed...

After finishing the makeup, Gong Nanbei thought of turning around and asking the makeup artist how to get this hair. When he turned around, he saw Wang Wangjiao standing behind him, the expressions were as if he had known himself on the first day.

Gong Nanbei pushed the two away and saw Yue'er who was bleeding from nose.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the weather in Yanjing is too dry, plus I have been under a lot of pressure in the past two days, and I haven't rested well, I am a little angry, hahahaha, it's okay."

Yueer stepped back as she spoke, and took out two tissues from her bag to wipe her nosebleeds.

Gong Nanbei stood up and said, "Sister Yue'er, how do you think my hair style should be fixed?"

Yue'er looked up when she heard the words. After seeing the pectoral muscles exposed from the north and south of the palace, she suddenly felt that it seemed to be even hotter this day...