Zhou Yiyi was a low-profile person, and if it hadn’t been for the dia exposing her qualification for the Hua Country Calligrapher Association based on the awards from two calligraphy competitions, I guess no one in their school would have known. Of course, this also had to do with the limited attention calligraphy received in general; even among those who paid attention, it was mostly from within the industry.
The dia only ntioned a thirteen-year-old girl who was sohow amazing and how she made a coback to beco the youngest mber of the Calligraphy Association, without even a single photo.
It was not until their principal of Experintal First High School and the previous Teacher Yan got together that they learned of this matter, and that’s when the principal realized the treasure he had snatched from the hands of Zhengwai.
So he silently made a note of it.
Zhou Yiyi’s trophies, certificates, and mbership ID of the association were all mailed to her, and upon receiving them, she directly stored them in her own space, not even taking them to her dormitory, which was why so few people knew about it.
Whether it was Mr. Yan, Mr. Zheng, or President Yang Kai of Y city, none of them were fond of showing off. In theory, Zhou Yiyi’s news indeed had the capital for boasting and could have been leaked to the dia to make her more popular, but considering Zhou Yiyi’s actual situation, they gave up this great opportunity.
Mr. Yan ntioned it to the principal because the principal brought up Zhou Yiyi; otherwise, he would not have thought of showing off.
On Saturday morning, everyone entered the final dress rehearsal stage; each class’s various programs found their own spaces to train on the playground for the entire morning.
Although they were already clear about their positions, this was their first stage performance since coming to First High School, so they all took it very seriously.
Before the afternoon performance, teachers brought makeup for the girls who were going to dance because it was stage makeup, and it was going to be recorded, so it was applied quite thickly.
The boys were very plain, not wearing any makeup at all, even Lin Mu, the lead singer of the choir, only had his eyebrows lightly touched up.
Although Zhou Yiyi and Zhou Mo stood in the second row, Zhou Mo’s looks and height were eye-catching, but when the teacher wanted to draw his eyebrows, he dodged, looking utterly disgusted. Zhou Yiyi took the makeup brush with great interest and said, "Let do it, let do it,"
Lin Mu was doubtful, "Do you know how? Don’t turn him into a freak."
"Get out of here, with such a handso face, how could I possibly make him look like a freak? Co on, Zhou Mo, don’t open your eyes, close them, yes, let first use a blade to trim your eyebrows."
Actually, Zhou Mo very much wanted to refuse; he hated makeup, but since it was Zhou Yiyi who had brought it up, he just couldn’t find the reason or the courage to refuse.
By the ti he realized it, she had already firmly twisted his head straight.
With regards to drawing eyebrows, Zhou Yiyi was quite skilled; she first asured the height and end of the brow as well as the beginning with a pencil on the face, and after marking those points, she outlined them with an eyebrow pencil, then removed the unwanted parts with a blade, and finally filled in the color with the pencil and brushed it clean, being very serious about the whole process, not at all casual like the teacher, and the result she achieved was indeed astonishing, as the girls around them were all stunned.
anwhile, Zhou Mo, experiencing such close contact with Zhou Yiyi for the first ti, felt her fingers brushing his cheeks from ti to ti, and her warm breath tickled, which was uncomfortable, but her scent was pleasant, with a faint fragrance like hand cream.
Although he did not open his eyes, her seriousness and the admiration from around him made him very much look forward to the effect she would create for him.
After drawing his eyebrows, she took a piece of paper and carefully wiped the dirt off his face, then said to him, "You can open your eyes now."
When Zhou Mo opened his eyes, what he saw was a mirror, and in the mirror, he saw himself with sharp, defined eyebrows which made his features look much better than before.
Since they were all wearing hats that night, there was no need to do anything about their hair, but Zhou Yiyi still said to him,
"Your hair is too long, and although it’s fashionable now, I think you’d suit a short and ssy style better, it would give off a clean-cut, energetic, and sunny vibe."
"Wow Zhou Yiyi, you’re too amazing, right? Even knowing about beauty and hairdressing? These eyebrows are really well drawn."
"Exactly, exactly, if you can draw eyebrows for boys, you can probably do it for girls too, right? Why don’t you trim mine too?"
"And , and , I want a trim too."
Lin Mu, who didn’t get to the front, desperately called out to Zhou Yiyi, "Zhou Yiyi, paint for too, Teacher Song’s work was just a perfunctory job, it won’t do, I’m not satisfied, I’m going to wipe it off and have you redo it, I want the kind Zhou Mo has, they look great, what do you call this eyebrow shape?"
After saying that, he pulled Zhou Mo up, "You’re done and still sitting here, it’s my turn now, I want a trim too."
Zhou Yiyi thought there was still plenty of ti, so she didn’t refuse, and since both Lin Mu and Zhou Mo were the handso type that grew on you, Lin Mu’s face was slightly longer than Zhou Mo’s in comparison, giving him a more rugged and cool look, while Zhou Mo’s features were more delicate and cool, especially with his naturally reticent deanor, which just raised his attractiveness a few notches.
Look, the sa drawing of eyebrows, one never stops chattering, the other doesn’t say a word, if she had a silencing spell, she would have used it on him, it was really too noisy.
After finishing Lin Mu’s, she then drew for Xie Nana, Chen Yaoyao, Tian Xin, ng Ziwei, and Niu Quanling, all of whom she had a relatively good relationship with. As for the other boys, they didn’t get their turn, so their class’s pair of universally acknowledged handso desk mates seed even brighter than before.
After Zhou Yiyi put on makeup, it was sowhat exaggerated, but it did enhance her attractiveness to another level, as if she were a little punk, haha~
Naturally, she knew that she wasn’t suited for such makeup, but stage makeup was far better than the red cheeks of the seventies and eighties.
Nowadays, boys could not be more resistant to blush, one look at having to put it on and they’re completely against it, no one willing to do it, so the class teacher let them be.
Arranged by the school, the street dance of the second class of senior year two was set at the eighth position, while their class was the sixteenth, and during the last thirty programs there was also a battle dance, which would be the hottest point of the entire event.
Zhou Yiyi’s dance was the tenth, neither too early nor too late, an acceptable position. The classes’ choruses were held before all the performances because the chorus participation was to be judged, so everyone took it very seriously. So classes required white shirts with black pants, so classes navy blue T-shirts and blue pants. Anyway, each class had its requirents, like their class, who simply wore school uniforms, there were others too, but less common.
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