The director hesitated for a mont and then called the Makeup Artist, lowering his voice: "No false eyelashes, just go with that no-makeup makeup look, the kind that looks like you’re not wearing makeup, but very pure."
"Got it."
"Wait, don’t hang up yet! Little Taotie is too..." He swallowed the word ’chubby’ and lowered his voice even more: "A bit too round. Don’t you Makeup Artists have a way to make the face look smaller and thinner?"
"Are you talking about contouring?"
"Sothing like that, just make her look a bit thinner and more pitiful on cara."
"OK, don’t worry."
...
Little Taotie saw the lead actress’s false eyelashes removed and her lipstick changed to a darker shade, making her look... several years older.
The second sister’s face was darkened, her blush wiped off, and her lipstick changed to a lighter shade.
The third sister’s jewelry was all taken away, and one of her perfectly white teeth was blackened, because in the story, when she was little, San Ya fell and chipped a tooth; it was after her baby teeth were replaced, so this tooth was always missing.
It was Little Taotie’s turn.
Little Taotie was a bit uneasy, watching as her three sisters "turned ugly," she worriedly covered her little face, blinking her big eyes, not wanting to make eye contact with the Makeup Artist sister.
The Makeup Artist sister was amused by her, "Don’t think that by covering your face, I won’t do your makeup."
Little Taotie’s eyelids drooped, and even her soft baby voice was weak, "Are you going to make ugly?"
"Not too ugly, don’t worry."
Little Taotie covered her face even tighter, "Not too ugly ans a little bit ugly, I don’t want to be ugly, not even a little bit."
No one expected Little Taotie to be so vain at such a young age, and they couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
The lead actress crouched down, pointing to her own face, and asked, "Am I ugly?"
"Ugly."
The lead actress: "..."
"Ahem, let handle this." The second sister pushed aside the lead actress, crouched down to et Little Taotie’s gaze, "We’re not turning ugly, we’re sacrificing for art."
Little Taotie blinked her eyes, "But I’m already ugly enough."
She pointed to her ssy hair, wrinkled coarse cloth dress, and stressed again, "Already very ugly."
The Makeup Artist stifled a laugh, "I’m not making you ugly, I’m making you more refined, more beautiful."
"Really?" Little Taotie’s big eyes were full of doubt.
The Makeup Artist raised her hand in a vow, "Absolutely true. I’ll contour you, and you’ll instantly beco a delicate little farm girl that everyone will adore!"
Little Taotie was skeptical, but at least she let go of her little hands covering her chubby cheeks.
The Makeup Artist felt internally triumphant: I knew my way with words would get Little cutie to listen!
"You guys can go shoot first." The Makeup Artist said.
But none of the three sisters wanted to leave, all waved their hands and insisted on staying to watch Little Taotie get her makeup done.
Little Taotie herself didn’t dare to look, closing her eyes and whispering, "Makeup Artist sister, I trust you, you can’t lie to ."
"Don’t worry, don’t worry, close your eyes for a while. I’ll perform magic on you, and when it’s done, you’ll beco the most exquisite little farm girl."
"Alright, I’ll wait for you."
Little Taotie closed her eyes, but her eyelids trembled slightly, and her eyeballs rolled around underneath, making her look a bit anxious.
The Makeup Artist sister played a violin piece, hoping to relax Little Taotie a bit.
She used her own contouring cream for Little Taotie’s makeup, and all the brushes were new, made from the softest lamb’s wool.
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