Ten minutes later, a mask base the size of an A4 sheet was held up by Neng Ren, displaying it in front of everyone.
He deliberately glanced at Xiao Feng, as if to say: Look, it's really not human skin.
Everyone marveled at this, lined up to collect a basin from Xue Nuofu first, then personally made "mask paper" under the guidance of Neng Ren.
"Be careful when mixing colors; the mask's color shouldn't differ too much from the neck and ears, or you'll risk detection."
Neng Ren patrolled among the crowd, speaking as he walked: "Another thing to note is the size of your face; you must have a sense of it, so make the paper a bit larger for bigger faces, and not too small for smaller ones, to ensure there's enough."
Hui Yi imdiately chid in: "From what you're saying, my senior brother would probably need dozens of ters; his face is truly too large."
As soon as he said this, the whole place erupted into laughter, an atmosphere of unspeakable joy filling the air.
"Aren't you going to learn?" Xue Nuofu walked toward Xiao Feng and asked.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "I have my own thods."
This ti, the production period was extended to a full 20 minutes before everyone managed to make their mask paper.
Considering it was their first attempt, Neng Ren didn't say much.
After all, this wasn't particularly technical work; practice makes perfect, but the painting on the paper afterward was what truly tested technique.
"Next, what we need to do is cut out the paper and paste it on the face, first trimming it to size."
While saying this, Neng Ren began demonstrating, deliberately slowing his actions so everyone could see more clearly.
This step still wasn't very difficult, and even Iron Baby managed to complete it well.
Neng Ren smiled: "You should all notice that after tearing the paper off the face, the general outline is already visible on the paper. Now what needs to be done is to draw on the eyebrows and fill in the details.
There's no need to reference your original appearance when drawing.
You can imagine a passerby's face or even a favorite celebrity.
In short, try to stray from your original features. As usual, I'll demonstrate for everyone, but I can't give detailed guidance here because individual thoughts inevitably differ."
A few minutes later, all eyes were darting between Xiao Feng and Neng Ren.
Because... Neng Ren painted Xiao Feng's face; except for the hairstyle being different, the facial features were vividly depicted under Neng Ren's expert disguise technique.
"Hmph! My brother Xiao Feng is still more handso!" The little girl disdainfully looked at Neng Ren, thinking to herself that the copy could never surpass the original.
But nonetheless, this technique still had a significant impact on her heart.
It turned out that advanced disguise techniques could indeed achieve a "total transformation."
"Old Ha, learn well; becoming a makeup artist in a film crew isn't bad," Aspergillus oryzae joked.
"Bah!" Old Ha sincerely replied, "I'm utterly loyal to Boss, living as his person and dying as his ghost—not like you, dreaming all day of trivial matters."
Aspergillus oryzae displeasedly said: "What am I thinking, then? Why don't you say?"
"Not ntioning others, you are certainly contemplating on how to make a face decades younger to fool young won and brides," Old Ha replied in a knowing tone.
"Rip!"
Neng Ren tore off the mask, returning to the previous appearance displayed before everyone, and clapped his hands to signal everyone to stop chatting and focus on painting the paper.
The paint used for the drawings was, of course, specially made, whether for the eyebrows or the filling of detail contours; there are special items paired with it.
However, this part was not disclosed to others by Neng Ren, but was only taught to Xiao Feng alone.
Ultimately, whether Xiao Feng shared it with the others was not Neng Ren's concern.
"I've finished!" Lin Jiaxuan was the first to raise her hand and say.
After the color solidified, she put the mask on her face, and in a blink, transford from a perfect beauty into an ordinary girl who drew no special attention.
Neng Ren observed her for a while, nodded, and said: "It's acceptable, passed the first round."
Then the little girl, Du Qingyue, Lu Yao, Jiang Yixin, Zhen Jinghan all finished successively.
To so extent, this part offered an advantage to won who knew how to apply makeup, and the assessnt results were all above the passing line.
In contrast, Hui Yi and others appeared sowhat anxious and at a loss.
Neng Ren coldly watched from the sidelines, arms crossed; Xiao Feng sipped tea calmly from not far away; Xue Nuofu remained expressionless and offered no evaluation.
The youngest, Hui Shiba, unable to create anything proper, simply let his imagination run wild and began painting freely.
A pig's nose, straight eyebrows, a gaping maw, already transcending human limits.
The others produced work looking at least human, albeit misshapen.
"Hahaha!"
Upon seeing Hui Shiba's creation, everyone slapped their thighs and burst into laughter.
"Little Shiba, you... you've got to admit, it does resemble you quite a bit."
"The main point is its spirit, it embodies the spirit of Zhu Wuneng, the Purification Envoy."
"Why don't you just rena yourself Purification Envoy Hui Shiba?"
Neng Ren's gaze shifted to the laughing and occasionally teasing crowd directed at Hui Shiba, asking sternly: "Is it funny?"
The crowd quickly fell silent, but glancing at Hui Shiba made their shoulders tremble as they struggled hard to suppress their laughter.
Neng Ren ignored them and turned to the proud-looking Hui Shiba, asking: "You're feeling triumphant, are you?
Thinking you've gained fa, right?"
"Uh..." Hui Shiba quickly restrained his smile, but due to his exaggerated makeup, still looked as if he was joking around.
"Bang!"
Neng Ren slapped the table, shouting: "Do you know what this ans?
If this were a group activity, you wouldn't just be jeopardizing yourself—you'd endanger your companions, your friends, all of you here today!"
"I, I..." Hui Shiba stamred and never managed to rationalize it.
He wanted to say it was all a joke to cheer everyone up, yet recalling Neng Ren's words, he felt it might co across as trying to argue.
Neng Ren's expression was stern: "Do you know why I'm not criticizing others and focusing only on you?
As you saw, what they did was poor, but however poor, they were doing it seriously, and you?"
"I was wrong!" Hui Shiba straightforwardly lowered his head to admit his mistake.
"Since you know you were wrong, then accept your punishnt," Neng Ren replied with an uncompromising tone: "Before sleeping, two hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, and a thousand-word reflection, submitted to Boss Xiao."
"Yes!" Hui Shiba responded with downcast expression, feeling like crying.
His senior brothers, however, laughed heartily without consideration.
Neng Ren seized the chance to reprimand: "Think this is funny? Then you'll all receive the sa treatnt!"
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