Jiang Fei ’s lip mold that Gu Fei said was still quite unexpected. Ding Zhuxin and her friends seemed to be both mentally ill. Pictures, various unpredictable or small fresh copywriting, and her friend was looking for a man's lipstick to take pictures ...

However, it seems that there is a lot of money. A novice like him who is completely inexperienced can almost make up more than half of the money that has been given to Li Baoguo and will soon be given to Li Baoguo.

Jiang Yan didn't care about applying lipstick. After all, he even passed through crazy primitive people. After all, he was a handsome man with a beautiful face and a body that was not afraid of all neuroses. He didn't think he would take a lipstick picture. It's hard to see where.

"I originally wanted to push the time into the summer vacation," Gu Fei said, "but they are more anxious to wait. I see that the time they set is one week before the final exam. Will it affect it?"

"No," Jiang Yan said.

"How about your review time?" Gu Fei asked.

"Shard time plus one hour of sleep," Jiang Yan glanced at him, "learn a little bit of scum."

"I spend most of my time sleeping." Gu Fei smiled.

After going to Wang Xu's house and eating the pie, everything seemed to be back to the previous state.

Generally speaking, Jiang Yan has two ways to deal with things that bother him and cannot be solved. One is to keep thinking and to think again and again, thinking that in the end, this matter has lost its original power. When I think of it again, there will be a feeling of numbness, such as those that never seem to be affirmed. After getting used to it, he will no longer feel it. The other is to bury it in his heart, never touch it, and deliberately avoid it. , Will really forget at some time, such as those calm accusations that never end.

With regard to Li Baoguo, Jiang Yan used the latter method. This too tragic end is not suitable for repeated thinking and reappearance. He buried these in his heart and worked hard to never touch it again.

Li Hui did not notify him of any news. A few days later, Li Baoguo and his sister-in-law took a receipt of 3,000 yuan to the school to get him money and did not even tell him the time of Li Baoguo's cremation.

"Wait for me," Jiang Yan stood at the entrance of the school, took a receipt and looked at it carefully, discerning a bunch of shit-like words. Fortunately, he was more experienced in facing his own words for a long time. After that, he took out a box of printing ink from his pocket, which he borrowed from Lao Xu's office before he came out. "Press a fingerprint, press on your name."

"You're endless!" Li Hui fired, "Fuck your fingerprints! Just **** three thousand yuan. You thought you got three million yuan!"

"Well, you two are still here to get them," Jiang Yan sneered. "If you don't press, you won't be given money without this handprint. One day you turn your face and say that this word is imitated. Where do I go to make sense? "

As soon as Li Hui stared, he wanted to move forward, and a roar of Wang Xu came from behind him: "What's wrong! Is it done! Do you need a few brothers to help out?"

There were several people standing in the school gate, Gu Fei, Wang Xu, and Lu Xiaobin and Guo Xu. Among them, Gu Fei knew what was going on. Wang Xu knew about it. Lu Xiaobin and Guo Xu were both called by Wang Xu. To support the scene, a few people put a cross face where to punch, there is a frame that can push the school door out to fight at any time, the door guards are a little nervous, Li Hui looked naturally and no voice.

"Fuck." Li Hui took the ink pad with one hand, dipped it with his thumb, and pressed it on the receipt.

"Okay," Jiang Yan looked at his fingerprints, and was quite clear. He took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Li Hui. "Just a little."

Li Hui rubbed the envelope under the fire and glanced at it, countless, turned away with a black face.

Jiang Yan looked at the back of them and let out a long breath.

When he turned around and walked to the school, Gu Fei smiled at him, and he also tickled his mouth.

After relaxing, but a little bit embarrassed, Li Hui didn't seem to have any feelings about Li Baoguo's death, and he was even full of confidence when he asked for money. He really couldn't understand what kind of mentality it was.

After Li Baoguo's incident was over, everything seemed to be over. Jiang Yan buried it in his heart, and even Pan Zhi didn't tell him that if Pan Zhi never mentioned this person again, he would probably never take the initiative to talk about it. this matter.

Life and death, it's amazing to think about it.

A person just disappeared from one kind of negotiation to another. After coming out of the steel mill streets, no one knows that such a person has ever existed, and no one knows whether this person is Leave like this.

How he lived, how he died, existed only in the distant memories of those poor people.

Suddenly Jiang Yan felt that he was small and scary. Where did he come from, how did he live, how did he struggle, how did he work hard, and where he finally went, it was just a story that no one knew.

Only myself knows whether it is up or down.

Old Xu, like an old hen, went to talk to him after another week. The subject was not Li Baoguo, but a final exam that was about to arrive in a week.

Jiang Yan looked at Lao Xu and suddenly felt that the uncle's EQ had improved strangely.

"How's the review?" Lao Xu asked him, and handed him a kraft paper bag. "Here are some papers I found for you. Do you have time to do it?"

"Well," Jiang Yan took the paper bag. "It's okay. I have to take a leave for two afternoons this week ... I'll tell you in advance."

"Ask for leave?" Lao Xu looked at him. "What is it?"

"It's ... a private matter." Jiang Yan said, I'm going to put on lipstick to make money.

"Can you tell me?" Lao Xu asked again.

"No." Jiang Yan refused simply.

"You child," Lao Xu sighed, and after a while pondered and smiled kindly, "Are you having trouble with money? I can apply for you ..."

"No, no, I don't have any difficulties," Jiang Yan said quickly. "No need to bother teachers and schools."

"A really good boy," Lao Xu said, thinking again, "then we make a donation in the class ..."

"Mr. Xu!" Jiang Yan felt that the emotional quotient of Lao Xu could not even be praised in his heart. At that glance, it slipped to the end. He looked at Lao Xu with sincerity and burst into tears. I have money, really, ten thousand! Ten thousand! Don't worry about this for me, I beg you. "

"Okay," Lao Xu nodded, and made up his words immediately after he nodded. "If you have any difficulties, you must tell me."

"I will say." Jiang Yan nodded strongly.

Lao Xu didn't ask Jiang Ye the reason for asking for leave, but he approved it when he asked for leave, but ...

Jiang Yan sat in the taxi and glanced at Gu Fei next to him: "Did you take a vacation or miss class?"

"Absent from school," Gu Fei bowed his head and played with mentally subdued love. "How could I ask Lao Xu to agree to leave?"

"Does he know that we are out together?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Are you afraid he knows it?" Gu Fei said, "It's all right, don't you take the leave tomorrow afternoon, I'll just go all day tomorrow."

"Fuck," Jiang Yan frowned. "I'm not afraid he knows I'm coming out with you, I'm afraid he knows and ask you again."

"I see," Gu Fei smiled, and bumped his leg lightly on his leg. "I have a hundred answers."

Jiang Yan sighed, "Then don't skip class tomorrow morning."

"Um." Gu Fei nodded.

Jiang Yan didn't talk anymore. Yu Guangli looked at Gu Fei's side face and wanted to say something, but felt that there was nothing to say. Gu Fei's state of being always outside the school and his peers made him feel something. The place is wrong, but I can't think of anything wrong.

He wants Gu Fei to be like all his classmates, but it is obviously impossible. He hopes that people around him see that Gu Fei is not just a stubborn stubble who loves absenteeism, but Gu Fei does not seem to be interested in letting people see Your own flash point.

This feeling of being unreliable on both ends made him feel uneasy from time to time.

He reached behind Gu Fei and squeezed his waist.

Ding Zhuxin's friend who is looking for a male lip model is a fat middle-aged elder sister, but although he is fat, his temperament is very good, wearing glasses is quite elegant, at first glance, those who grab gold jewelry in the mall and go abroad to dance square dance Different.

"Now a little boy," Fat Sister looked at him, "It's better than one. When I was young, I didn't even touch one. Now I can see it all the time."

"Thank you," Jiang Yan said.

"It's hard for you," said the fat sister. "You're busy, I'll go out and around ... Gu Fei, you're hard."

"Not hard." Gu Fei said a while as he mounted the camera.

"How about you help me make another set the other day?" Asked Fat sister.

"No." Gu Fei said.

"Hey, this answer, I can't speak anymore," the fat sister laughed. "Okay, you guys are busy, I'm leaving."

After the fat sister left, there was also a designer and a makeup artist in the studio, who seemed to be familiar with Gu Fei. The little makeup girl also took care of Fei's photography assistant for a while.

"Don't you put on lipstick?" Jiang Yan leaned on the chair, feeling the makeup artist paste layers on his face. "Why is it so thick?"

"You can't just shoot a mouth," said the makeup artist with a smile. "Actually, you don't have to make it so detailed when shooting clothes, but these are all close-ups. Just stick with it."

"Oh." Jiang Yan responded, extended his legs, and closed his eyes.

I was thinking of applying a big white to my face, and then putting some lipstick on my mouth, and I was done. As a result, my white was brushed for a long time, and my eyelids were tormented after finishing the white. Jiang Yan was very sleepy in the past few days to review for the final exam. Yes, the eyelids were brushed back and forth, and the tears were almost coming down.

"Your eyes are so beautiful," said the makeup artist, "much better than the ones that are specially made."

"What is down to?" Jiang Yan also asked.

"It's dog eyes." The makeup artist smiled.

"... What's a dog's eye?" Jiang Yan was at a loss.

"He's not a complete dog-eye, he looks pretty bad and doesn't go cute," the designer said next.

"Also," the makeup artist nodded, "I don't need to paint any of his eyes."

Jiang Yan dismissed the thought of continuing to ask questions, because the makeup artist began to draw eyeliner for him.

"Uncomfortable?" The makeup artist stopped.

"I can go to a crying scene right now," Jiang Yan turned and looked at Gu Fei. "Give me a tissue?"

Gu Fei has been sitting while playing with the camera. He did not pay much attention to the progress of Jiang Yan ’s makeup. At this moment, Jiang Yan suddenly turned his face. Hand almost threw the camera to the ground.

To be honest, Jiang Yan's makeup feeling is quite strange. Although the lips have not been treated yet, it just happens that the feeling of highlighting his eyes catches his eyes.

The eye makeup is very heavy. I usually see such makeup on the street, let alone a man, a girl. He can't stand it, but he doesn't feel this way when he looks at Jiang Yan.

Maybe it was his powerful boyfriend filter. When he saw Jiang Yan like this, his heart beat fast. After Jiang Yan took the paper towel, he poured himself a glass of water, took two mouthfuls, and swallowed his heart back.

The makeup artist continued to apply makeup to Jiang Yan. He no longer had the mood to continue playing with the camera and held the camera and began to aim intently at Jiang Yan's face.

This makeup artist Gu Fei has known each other for a long time. I usually come across photos of people. A little girl who works part-time on the TV station has a high level of makeup.

Gu Fei didn't feel so obvious when she applied makeup to other people. It was only when she applied makeup to Jiang Yan that all the advantages of Jiang Yan ’s facial features were meticulously demonstrated by her eyes, nose, and face shape.

And lips.

Jiang Yan's lips usually looked at him ... That's it, but now that he has just hit the bottom, he can see the beauty.

"Why, do you want to take a tidbit this time?" The makeup artist stopped his work and glanced at his camera.

"Well," Gu Fei said, still looking at Jiang Yan in the camera, "I left it myself."

"Don't shoot blindly," Jiang Yan opened his eyes and looked at him, "I didn't finish it ..."

Gu Fei pressed the shutter, Jiang Yan looked **** with only one eye open.

"Your uncle," Jiang yelled, then paused and asked, "What?"

"Can't remember," Gu Fei said.

"What can't remember?" Jiang froze.

"What is my uncle," Gu Fei said.

"... Fuck," Jiang Yan cursed again, "I ask you what I am!"

The makeup artist laughed with a small brush for a long time and couldn't stop.

"It's beautiful," Gu Fei answered earnestly.

A lip makeup, because it has to match the whole, took an hour to finish, the makeup artist also said that it is fast, Jiang Ye did not know whether to believe.

"Yes," the makeup artist finally brushed his face twice with a sweep, and stood up. "You can start shooting."

"Awesome," the designer stared at Jiang Yan's face for a moment, "That's the feeling."

"Can I look in the mirror?" Jiang Yan asked.

The designer gave way from the mirror. Jiang Yan never looked at the mirror. He suddenly looked at it and was shocked.

"I fuck!" He turned and stared at the three people in front of him, feeling that his expression must have been frightened, "What the hell!"

"Aren't you used to it," the designer said with a smile, "It looks good and isn't feminine, it's just the sexiness of a man."

Jiang Yan wasn't particularly able to understand the state of the man with a deep and light lipstick, but glanced at Gu Fei, Gu Fei cocked a thumb at him, and he suddenly felt relieved.

Although he felt that Gu Fei would give a thumbs-up even if he was drawn into a shit, the affirmation from Gu Fei still made him worry.

"Let's get started," Jiang Yan said, "I'll finish my homework review when I'm done."

This sentence probably made the makeup artist and designer somewhat unthinkable. He stood before the light, and they both answered together, "Oh!"

Gu Fei feels that the force in his body is recovering. He has photographed many handsome guys and fart models, but when facing Jiang Yan ’s face, the kind of deep-rooted ** will only drill Come out and stretch slowly under the skin along the seven meridians and eight veins.

Click.

Slightly raised face.

Click.

The corner of his mouth with a dismissive scorn.

Click.

A look of contempt.

Click.

Jiang Yan's arrogant sneer.

The sound of the shutter was like the rhythm of a man, and every face Jiang Dingge pushed him towards the toilet.

When the set was finished and he was ready to change his lip makeup, Gu Fei put down the camera and turned to the toilet.

As soon as he entered the toilet, holding his hand against the wall and facing the urinal, he did not start to calm down, he heard footsteps, and then the figure flashed.

"You came here," Jiang Yan leaned against the door, holding his arm, and said in a low voice, "still to lower the flag?"

"Fuck," Gu Fei looked over at him. "Are you here to see the fun, or are you here to help?"

"It must be lively." Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and laughed happily.

"Is it a bit human?" Gu Fei went over and pushed him against the wall.

"This boy," Jiang Yan poked his finger on his chin. "Now you kiss me and anyone outside will know."

Gu Fei thought for a while, bowed his head and kissed him in the neck.

"I warn you," Jiang nibbled at him. "If you dare to bite, I dare you."

Gu Fei raised his head with a smile: "This boy, how dare anyone with a handle on his body dare to challenge?"

"I'm here to comfort you." Jiang Yan smiled.

"My brother," Gu Fei lowered his voice, "I ask you something."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan looked at him.

"You said to have a big birthday," Gu Fei looked at him, "how old?"

The author has something to say: 继续 Continue tomorrow.

Today the word count is a little bit, it is too sleepy, I do n’t know what is going on, I can sleep like a horse when I stand up ...

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