The ancestors brought black and red juniors to become popular in variety shows

The wine tasting stall side of things attracts most of the visitors to the experience area.

Everyone gathered around, stretching their necks, wanting to see what was going on inside.

The tourists closest to Ning Fan were all looking forward to looking at the old man.

In fact, they didn't care about the taste of the wine, they just wanted to see if Ning Fan could slap the stall owner in the face.

Ning Fan poured three glasses of wine in total.

One cup was handed to the old man, and the stall owner snatched the second one away without waiting for Ning Fan to speak.

Ning Yizhou quietly stretched out his hand to take away the third cup, but was tapped on the back of his hand, making a crisp sound.

"You still have to drive and you are not allowed to drink."

Ning Yizhou's face fell instantly and he looked at Ning Fan pitifully.

"Ah, I can find a substitute driver or call Brother Li to help me drive! Let me have a try!"

Ning Fan ignored Ning Yizhou's pity, reached out to pick up the last glass, and took a sip.

As soon as the warm wine was put into his mouth, before he could swallow it, the stall owner's slightly exaggerated voice came from the side.

"Bah bah bah!"

He actually spit out a mouthful of wine.

"What kind of thing can you drink to death? What on earth did you drink? It couldn't be some kind of poison!"

When the surrounding onlookers heard this, they all looked at Ning Fan with some suspicion.

She acted so confident just now and thought she had some special tricks. Was she really just here to mess up the situation?

Ning Fan was indifferent to his reaction, still lowering his eyes and swallowed the wine in his mouth.

The aroma of the wine exploded in your mouth with a hint of spiciness, and the moment you swallowed it, your whole body ignited with flames, burning your whole body warmly.

When Ning Yizhou heard this, his expression turned ugly, "What are you farting about? This is a serious competition. Who is as dirty as you think?"

"Since you don't know how to taste the wine, just get out of here and let others do the talking."

Sure enough, after Ning Yizhou finished speaking, he saw the old man next to the stall owner suddenly stood up.

Surprise burst out in his eyes, and he stared at Ning Fan intently, "Yes! This is the taste. This is the taste I have been pursuing, but I have tried many times and still can't find it."

"Little friend, what did you add in it?"

After hearing the old man's words, the stall owner's expression instantly turned ugly.

In fact, he still didn't believe that Ning Fan really knew how to make wine, but what the boss said made him believe it.

He dubiously took a sip of the wine in the cup, and felt the aroma of wine that was many times stronger than before. He was stunned on the spot.

He looked at Ning Fan blankly, his face turning green and white, full of disbelief.

The surrounding onlookers first heard what the old man said and then saw the stall owner's expression.

It seems that Ning Fan won this game.

One person asked weakly, "Can we have a taste too?"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

She raised her chin at Ning Yizhou, who was smiling proudly.

Ning Yizhou consciously picked up the wine pot and filled up the empty glasses next to him, "Hey, everyone has a taste, everyone has a taste."

He looked like he was the stall owner.

The few people standing at the front of the crowd picked up the cups with quick eyes and hands, and couldn't wait to take a sip of the wine.

Surprise burst out on their faces and they couldn't help but admire.

"Oh my gosh, it tastes so good. The aroma is much stronger than before!"

"And it's not that spicy. It's very smooth in the mouth. I've never had such a delicious wine!"

"Actually, if I compare it like this, I do feel that the aroma of the wine before was not that strong. This one is really just right, so perfect!"

Ning Yizhou was even more greedy after hearing everyone's praise. He looked at Ning Fan eagerly.

But Ning Fan still didn't look at him, so he could only quietly reach out and pour himself a glass.

But before he could drink it, the wine glass was taken away.

He looked up and saw Ning Fan looking at him with a half-smile.

Ning Yizhou instantly felt aggrieved and pouted, "They can all drink it, why can't I? Driving is not a problem at all!"

His look made Ning Fan laugh, "Next time I will make wine for you myself."

This sentence made Ning Yizhou's eyes light up instantly. He suppressed the excitement of jumping up and nodded vigorously, "Okay! Then you keep your word!"

When I think of the wine made by Ning Fan himself, the wine in front of me no longer tastes good.

After comforting Ning Yizhou, Ning Fan looked at the old man.

She took a step forward, bent down slightly, leaned close to the old man's ear and whispered a few words.

Although the stall owner next to him didn't want to admit it, he had to say that the pot of wine that Ning Fan had added was indeed more fragrant than before.

But when he thought of what he had said before, he couldn't bear to ask.

He could only stretch his neck hard to listen, but he didn't know why he couldn't hear a word clearly even though he was so close.

After listening to Ning Fan's words, the old man suddenly understood, and then slowly saluted Ning Fan with his fists in his hands.

"That's it. My little friend, today you have solved my doubts that I have had over the past few years. Thank you very much."

Ning Fan smiled nonchalantly and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm just saying casually that I can help you the best."

After saying that, he turned around and left without giving the stall owner a single look.

When Ning Yizhou heard what the old man said, he was so happy that he raised his tail, just like a dog that was praised by its master.

No matter how dull he was, he could still tell that the brewmaster mentioned by the stall owner was this old man.

In fact, the surrounding onlookers also noticed it.

If they had doubted Ning Fan's ability before, but after taking a sip of wine, they were convinced of Ning Fan, and their eyes turned contemptuous when they looked at the stall owner.

Ning Fan's fans in the crowd were not surprised at all. They knew it would be like this, but now they just wanted to taste the wine Ning Fan had prepared.

If I post this in Chaohua, other fans will definitely be envious.

When the stall owner saw Ning Fan leaving like this, he suddenly became anxious.

He subconsciously chased after Ning Fan, trying to catch Ning Fan.

Ning Yizhou, who was standing next to him, quickly stopped him with quick eyes and hands, "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you so angry that you want to take action?"

The stall owner quickly took back his hand and tried to force out a friendly smile, "No, no, you misunderstood. I just wanted to say a few words."

Ning Fan stopped, looked back at him and raised his eyebrows.

The stall owner hesitated for a moment, coughed a few more times, felt a little embarrassed, and finally asked.

"So what exactly did you put in it?"

As if to hide his embarrassment, he took another sip of the wine in the glass.

Ning Fan did not answer immediately, but still looked at him with a half-smile.

Just when he saw that he was about to swallow the wine in his mouth, he slowly spoke.

"Dirt from the stall next door."

As soon as he finished speaking, the stall owner's expression suddenly became extremely exciting.

When he heard this, his first reaction was that Ning Fan didn't tell him, so he was talking nonsense.

But then I thought about it, I did see Ning Fan going to the next stall just now, could it really be...?
  Thinking of this, the half-swallowed wine suddenly got stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down. He coughed violently, and his whole face turned red from holding back.

Seeing his look, Ning Fanjiao's lips curved into a smile, "Since you're fine, I'll leave."

Then he turned around and left with Ning Yizhou, who was already laughing so hard.

Ning Fan didn't stop until he walked out of the wine tasting booth. Ning Yizhou was laughing so hard that he could hardly walk. He gave Ning Fan a thumbs up.

"As expected, you were cruel. To make him angry, you specifically picked the moment when he was about to swallow it, so you just waited to see him choke?"

Hearing this, Ning Fan looked up innocently and laughed, "Why do you say that, am I that kind of person? It's just an accident."

His innocent expression made Ning Yizhou's mouth twitch.

You really are.

He suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "So what did you add to the wine?"

"Looking at that old man worshiping you, I feel like he almost kowtowed to you on the spot."

Ning Fan said nonchalantly, "It's just a few Chinese herbal medicines that can amplify the aroma of wine. It's just a common wine-making technique."

Ning Yizhou suddenly realized, "No wonder you just left and went to the next stall. It turned out that you were going to get herbs."

But another question came to his mind, "But generally these Chinese herbal medicines should not be added before making wine. Is it okay to just throw it in and soak it like this?"

Ning Fan didn't even think about it and said neatly, "No."

Ning Yizhou was dumbfounded, "Huh? Then you just..."

Ning Fan turned to look at him, with a smile in his eyes, "Of course I have a way. Although it doesn't bring out the real taste, it can restore [-]% of it, which is enough for them to taste."

Ning Yizhou was shocked by Ning Fan's light explanation. He was silent for a long time and then gave Ning Fan a thumbs up.

"I have to say, you are still awesome, in every sense of the word."

After leaving the wine tasting stall, Ning Fan continued walking deeper into the experience area when he suddenly heard someone shouting with a loudspeaker, "The most popular pot-throwing game in ancient times. The first place will have generous rewards."

Ning Fan raised her eyebrows when she heard the game of pot throwing. She was no stranger to this game. She used to play it every time during banquets, and she was tired of watching it.

She didn't expect that this game would still exist after a thousand years. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the man continuing to shout.

"The first place in the pot throwing game will get a priority ticket for the makeup experience next door. You can take a look next door. There are so many people! You can't experience it for a few hours!"

"Everyone comes to play this game and at the same time gets a makeup experience coupon for his girlfriend. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

As soon as he heard about the makeup experience coupon, Ning Fan stopped and turned around to look curiously.

Sure enough, I saw a long queue at the makeup experience stall next door, almost all of them girls.

Ning Yizhou saw Ning Fan stop suddenly and looked in her direction, "Do you also want to experience it? Then let's go queue up?"

Ning Fan shook his head and pointed to the pot throwing game next to him, "No, let's play this first."

As he spoke, Ning Fan and Ning Yizhou squeezed into the front of the crowd playing the pot throwing game, and then pushed Ning Yizhou, who was beside him and had nothing to do with him.

"Go ahead and don't come back if you don't get the first place prize."

Ning Yizhou was pushed forward and staggered a few steps, looking at Ning Fan with question marks on his face.

What the hell? ? he goes?
  The stall owner holding the horn saw Ning Yizhou being pushed to the front at a glance, "It seems that someone wants to participate..."

Before he could finish speaking, he recognized Ning Yizhou. His voice paused strangely, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little more passionate, "Is there anyone else who wants to participate? The chance of fighting this guy is very high. Less."

Hearing this, Ning Yizhou rolled his eyes speechlessly, using himself as a gimmick, it was really good.

But he didn't care.

The onlookers didn't have much interest at first, but when they saw Ning Yizhou participating, they all stopped and started to watch.

Some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Since they can recognize Ning Yizhou, they all know his level. They are all waiting for Ning Yizhou to make two jokes, and if they film them, they may become a hot search.

Ning Yizhou didn't care what others thought. He turned around and looked at Ning Fan aggrievedly, "Do you really want me to go? I've never played this before!"

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, "Why are you afraid?"

After saying that, she sighed and shook her head, "Since I'm afraid, forget it, but if it's him, he will definitely help me win it back."

Who was Ning Fan referring to? Ning Yizhou reacted instantly and his eyes widened suddenly.

In the ancestor's heart, he is actually not as good as that boy. This is not okay, he has to find his place!
  Thinking of this, he puffed up his chest and raised his head.

"Afraid? What a joke! How could I be afraid! Just wait and see, I will definitely help you win back the prize!"

After saying that, he walked to the front of the pot throwing game with great energy and said, "I want to participate!"

Seeing that Ning Yizhou was going to participate, the stall owner was very happy.

Everyone knows that wherever Ning Yizhou is, there will be traffic. He just noticed the bustle of the wine tasting stall next door, and he was so envious that this day's great luck fell on him.

You must know that cultural bloggers like them are subsidized to come here to set up stalls and experience it. In the end, the bonus is calculated based on traffic. With Ning Yizhou driving him, his bonus will definitely not be less.

Thinking of this, he bared his teeth and smiled from ear to ear.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they also joined in the fun. There were many people participating at that time.

Fortunately, the stall owner prepared enough pots and placed them in a row in front, and then gave each participant a bundle of arrows.

"Don't be too impatient. Listen to me explain the rules. Each person has ten arrows in his hand. If an arrow is thrown into the ear next to him, it will be counted as two points. Whose arrow is it in the end? Whoever scores the most points wins first place.”

This rule is already very simple. Seeing everyone nodding, the stall owner raised his hand and then quickly lowered it.

"let's start!"

All the participants started throwing. Although Ning Yizhou had just vowed to do so, he couldn't help but become nervous when he actually stood in front of the throwing pot.

After all, I came with a mission. If I really didn't get the first place and let someone else win the prize, would I be beaten to death by my ancestors?
  Thinking of this, Ning Yizhou became even more nervous, and even the hand holding the arrow couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing Ning Yizhou shaking his head helplessly, she walked over and stood behind Ning Yizhou.

"Have you forgotten what I taught you before?"

Ning Yizhou was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered how he played darts in a variety show before. It seemed that his ancestor had indeed taught him.

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the tension inside.

Everyone knows that his ancestor has taught him, and now there are so many people watching him, so he can't embarrass his ancestor!
  Of course, the more important thing is that he also has to prove to his ancestors that he is much better than someone else!

Thinking of this, Ning Yizhou felt calmer inside. He lowered his shoulders and raised his sword hand, aiming at the pot not far away.

Just as he was about to let Ning Fan's voice ring in his ears again, "Remember that the arrow must be perpendicular to the mouth of the pot before it can be thrown in."

Ning Yizhou suddenly realized that if he threw it now, the arrow would definitely not be vertical when it fell, and it would indeed not be able to enter.

He adjusted his posture, held the arrow with his fingers, raised his arm slightly, and tried it gently with his wrist. When he estimated that the angle was about the same, he controlled the force and threw it.

The moment it was thrown, the onlookers subconsciously held their breath and followed the flying arrow with their eyes.

In fact, they all agreed in their hearts that Ning Yizhou couldn't be thrown in. Although Ning Yizhou is now more likable than the character he showed before, everyone still doesn't believe in his ability.

Just when they were stunned, they heard a bang and they suddenly came back to their senses. They saw the arrow flying through the air and then falling steadily into the lake.

The onlookers opened their eyes wide, a little in disbelief.

He actually threw it in!

Ning Yizhou turned to look at Ning Fan in surprise, "I threw it in!"

Ning Fan curled his eyes and nodded, "Good job. Now that you know how to do it, let's continue."

Ning Yizhou suddenly remembered something and whispered to Ning Fan, "Why don't you throw it away yourself? If you throw it, wouldn't it be over soon?"

Hearing this, Ning Fan gave him a strange look, "What's the point of throwing it away? It's interesting to see you scratching your head now."

Ning Yizhou: "..."

The corner of Ning Yizhou's mouth twitched, and he silently closed his mouth, and stopped asking questions that made him feel heartbroken.

He turned his head again and continued, throwing away the next few arrows. This made the people around him even more surprised, and even some doubted whether the person in front of him was Ning Yizhou.

Ning Yizhou gradually found the skills and feeling, and his throwing became smoother.

At this time, some participants had already thrown half of the money and no one entered, so they quietly withdrew from the game. In the end, only Ning Yizhou and another little boy who looked to be in his early ten years were left.

Only then did everyone realize that the child only had two swords in his hand, and the remaining nine were in the ears on both sides of the pot's mouth.

Seeing this, the onlookers shook their heads, "Although Ning Yizhou was thrown in, he probably wouldn't be able to win. That person is too powerful."

"Yeah, this kid is so powerful. After getting the sword, he didn't hesitate and just threw it away. He looked very casual. Every time he threw it, it hit his ears."

Ning Yizhou naturally heard everyone's discussion. He turned around and looked over, only to find that Ning Fan was also looking at the child.

The child picked up another sword and threw it forward very casually.

It came in again, still in my ears.

The child was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, with a hairband on his head. His black hair hung obediently in front of his forehead to cover some of the hairbands. His little face was tight and expressionless, and he actually looked a little cute.

And although he was not very old, his casual movements made him look somewhat energetic and handsome.

This made the onlookers around applauded.

Ning Fan raised her eyebrows. Others might not be able to tell, but she could tell at a glance that this child must have some basic skills.

It is not easy to have such a foundation at such a young age.

People around him gradually focused their attention on him, and he was actually compared with a child, which made Ning Yizhou even more dissatisfied.

He also turned his head back and continued to throw the pot, but maybe because he was too nervous, he didn't throw it in the next time.

At this time, cheers came from the side, and the child had already thrown all the arrows.

Then I remembered the voice of the stall owner, "Our winner has come out, congratulations to this kid!!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Yizhou looked at Ning Fan in horror. As expected, Ning Fan had crossed his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This expression was familiar to Ning Yizhou. It was like this every time he wanted to teach himself a lesson. He subconsciously took a step back.

"Yes, I'm sorry, ancestor, don't you think I'm getting in all the time? I've made a lot of progress. Who knew that this kid like me is so good!"

Seeing that Ning Fan still maintained the same posture without any change in his expression, he felt even more uneasy.

"Why don't you wait while I ask your child if he can sell me the experience coupon?"

At this moment, the stall owner's voice sounded again, "Kid, do you want to give the makeup experience coupon you won to your mother or your sister?"

The boy who had a cold face suddenly turned a little rosy, as if he was shy.

He raised his hand and pointed to the side, "I want to give this to this sister!"

Everyone looked in the direction the child pointed, and their eyes widened in surprise.

Ning Fan was still trying to scare Ning Yizhou. She really wanted the experience coupon, but it didn't matter if she couldn't get it.

But seeing that Ning Yizhou was afraid of being like this, she couldn't help but want to tease him.

Suddenly feeling that everyone's eyes were on her, Ning Fan turned around and saw that the child was pointing at her, and she was also stunned for a moment.

Should the child give the experience ticket to himself?
  But I don’t seem to know him.

Ning Yizhou also noticed this scene. He changed his fear just now and became curious and puzzled. "Ancestor, do you know him?"

Ning Fan shook her head. Her memory had been restored. She was very sure that she did not know this child. This was the first time she had seen him today.

Ning Yizhou looked at the child again, "Child, do you know my ancestor? Why do you want to give this to her?"

Unexpectedly, the child glanced at him very coldly, but did not answer. There was still a bit of imperceptible disgust in his eyes.

This made Ning Yizhou's eyes widen in anger. Why did he look so familiar? He seemed like someone who deserved a beating!

The stall owner was a little surprised when he heard this, but since the kid won, the experience ticket belongs to him.

"Okay, I'll give you the experience coupon, and I'll leave you with the decision of how to handle it."

Although the game was over, no one onlookers left. Everyone stood there waiting for the follow-up.

Everyone was curious as to why the child gave the experience ticket to Ning Fan.

After receiving the experience ticket, the child turned around and walked directly to the opposite side of Ning Fan. Ning Fan lowered his eyes and looked at him, "Are you sure you want to give this to me?"

The child looked up at her, then quickly lowered his head, with a blush on the tips of his ears. He nodded gently, "Yes, I want to give it to you."

With that said, he took out the experience coupon and handed it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan glanced at him for a few times and suddenly squatted down to look at him levelly, "Then can you tell my sister why you gave it to me?"

When the little boy saw Ning Fan squatting down, the blush on the tip of his ears spread directly, turning into a steamed tomato that had just come out of the pot, red and steaming.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Ning Fan quickly, but when he saw the tenderness and smile in Ning Fan's eyes, he was slightly stunned for a moment and slowly raised his head, looking directly into Ning Fan's eyes.

"Because you made me find my favorite thing."

Ning Fan was a little confused and encouraged him to continue speaking with his eyes. The little boy paused for a few seconds and spoke softly again.

"My parents always sent me to some interest classes. Whether it was piano, painting or dancing, I didn't like it. But one time I accidentally saw a video of you riding a horse and archery, which made me very excited. I finally knew what I liked. ”

A hint of understanding flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, "How long have you been learning archery?"

The little boy pursed his lips in embarrassment, "I've only been learning for less than half a month."

This surprised Ning Fan, because the skills the little boy showed just now were not at all like those of a half-month-old boy.

Thinking like this, Ning Fan raised his hand and touched the little boy's head. "It seems that you are very talented in archery. If you like it, keep at it."

"I hope you will be even stronger when we meet again."

Listening to Ning Fan's words, the little boy's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Can I really do it?"

Ning Fan nodded, then took the experience coupon in his hand, "I will definitely do it. Thank you for this."

After watching the little boy leave, Ning Fan discovered that Ning Yizhou was no longer silly and cheerful, but rather depressed.

"what happened to you?"

Ning Yizhou's mood became even lower, "I actually lost to such a young child, and he only learned for half a month to be so good, and you taught me personally. I'm sorry, it was me who embarrassed you."

Hearing Ning Yizhou's words, Ning Fan was a little surprised at first, and finally laughed.

Ning Yizhou was still immersed in his own thoughts, but he actually laughed when he heard Ning Fan.

His eyes widened and he felt aggrieved, "I'm so sad, but you can still laugh? Why don't you come to comfort me?"

Seeing that Ning Yizhou was really sad, Ning Fan stopped smiling and said, "How do you compare with him? Although he said he only practiced for half a month, he must have been very focused and professional in the past half month. ,what about you?"

"I just gave you a few hints and have never practiced. If we compare like this, who do you think is better?"

Ning Yizhou blinked and reacted to Ning Fan's words, his face turned from gloomy to clear.

"Yes, I seem to be more powerful in this comparison! No, no, my ancestor, you are more powerful. Just saying a few words can make me change so much!"

After saying that, the corners of his lips still raised proudly, "But I'm pretty awesome too, hehe!"

Seeing his rapid change of expression, Ning Fan shook his head helplessly. He was really not as good as a ten-year-old child, whose calm mood changed so quickly, and it was still written on his face.

Ning Fan ignored Ning Yizhou, who was still smiling stupidly, and took the experience coupon he just got to the makeup experience booth next door.

There are fewer people in line now, but there are still a lot of people.

Ning Fan walked in and discovered that this booth not only allowed you to experience makeup, but also traditional clothing. Clothes, makeup, and hairstyles were all covered, and you could wear them until you left. No wonder there were so many girls queuing up.

Ning Fan handed the experience coupon to the stall owner. The stall owner was a very young girl who looked to be in her early twenties.

When she saw it was Ning Fan, she was startled for a moment, and then she was a little surprised, "Sister Fan! Did you win the pot throwing game next door?"

Ning Fan blinked, "No, someone else won, but he gave me the experience coupon. Isn't that okay?"

The stall owner quickly shook his head, "No, no, of course. I'm just curious. Please wait a moment. I'll be right here after putting on their makeup."

The girls who were still queuing up next to them were a little confused when they saw that Ning Fan could go in first. After hearing the stall owner’s explanation, they all nodded in understanding. They didn’t have much reaction, but they felt a little regretful to know that just now Went next door to try it.

After waiting for a few minutes, the stall owner came back hurriedly and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

She first looked at Ning Fan's clothes and said, "Your clothes are good enough and you don't need to change them. The same goes for your hairstyle. How about I put some makeup on you?"

Ning Fan nodded in agreement, and then felt the girl's gentle makeup.

Only then did she realize that the cosmetics used by girls were not those from a thousand years later. Instead, they looked very primitive and had the feel of the past.

Thinking of this, Ning Fan asked, "Did you make all these things yourself?"

The stall owner was a little surprised when he heard this, "Did you see it?"

Ning Fan nodded, "Well, you use a lot of these and they should be no longer available. You did a good job and have restored the shadow of the past."

Hearing Ning Fan's praise, the stall owner was a little embarrassed, "I also searched a lot of information to reluctantly restore these cosmetics, but I still couldn't find many raw materials."

"Actually, I used to use current cosmetics before, but I found that the current cosmetics couldn't match the taste of the makeup I used to wear, so I learned to make my own. This time I came here to promote some of this culture."

The stall owner's words made Ning Fan very satisfied, "Well, you have done a good job."

Ning Fan's compliment made the stall owner's smile widen, and even the process of putting her makeup on became more serious.

After the makeup was done, she was a little nervous and said cautiously, "Do you think this is okay? If not, I will change it again."

Ning Fan looked at herself in the mirror in a daze. In fact, she hadn't worn makeup like this for a long time. Seeing herself like this, she felt as if she was still living a thousand years ago.

Seeing that Ning Fan remained silent, the stall owner was a little worried, "What's wrong?"

Ning Fan came back to his senses and shook his head, "No, you made up very well. I think I look better."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and waved her hands, "No way, you are obviously better-looking, and your skin is really good, I don't even use foundation."

"Then you hang around here for a while, I'm going to go do other people's work."

The stall owner didn't leave Ning Fan, so he immediately left him and looked around, and found that there were some remaining cosmetics on the table.

She thought about it and picked up the makeup brush again, lightly dipped a little makeup into it and started painting on her face.

Everyone around was lining up anxiously, and no one noticed what Ning Fan was doing.

After a while, Ning Fan looked at the mirror after finishing the painting and nodded, "Well, it seems that he hasn't regressed yet."

Ning Fan was putting on makeup for herself, and then noticed something seemed to be on the table next to her.

She walked over and took a look and found that there were watercolor paints on the table, and every girl was lowering her head and drawing something on small transparent plastic pieces.

Ning Fan looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what these were, so she spoke out of curiosity.

"What are you doing?"

The girl who was working hard was stunned when she heard Ning Fan's voice, and subconsciously replied, "We are painting and wearing armor. This is also part of the experience. We can paint nails related to our makeup and theme. Do you want to try it too?" It just so happens that there are still blank armor plates here.”

This unfamiliar vocabulary made Ning Fan tilt his head, "What is wearing armor?"

This question also surprised the girl, but she still explained, "We can stick the manicure nails on the nails, so that they can be used repeatedly without damaging the nails, which is more convenient."

Ning Fan was a little surprised. This was the first time she heard of such a thing.

She looked at the nail plates again, took out one of the transparent ones and compared it on her nails. It was indeed a perfect match.

With this thought in mind, she also sat down and began to draw on the nails.

Just when Ning Fan finished painting the last stroke, a cautious voice suddenly sounded next to him, "Wow, your painting is beautiful. I can't paint well, can you help me correct it?"

Ning Fan raised his head when he heard the sound, and when the girl behind him saw his face, she was stunned.

Her eyes suddenly opened wide and she covered her mouth with her hands, "Oh my god, it's Sister Fan. I didn't know it was you. I'm so sorry."

Ning Fan didn't care, "It doesn't matter. Do you want to change this?"

The girl nodded, then took out her drawing and handed it to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan laughed helplessly when he saw it, "You are not easy to change, otherwise I will draw you a new one."

The girl was flattered when she heard this, "Is it really okay?"

Ning Fan nodded, "It doesn't matter, I can draw this very quickly."

Then I picked up another pair of transparent nails. What pattern do you want? "

The girl was a little undecided, "Sister Fan, let me decide. I can do it."

Ning Fan looked back at her again, thought for a moment, and then lowered his head and started to draw.

While Ning Fan was painting, the girl was worried that the atmosphere would be awkward, so she randomly found a topic. She suddenly remembered that she had just seen the flowers on Ning Fan's face and said curiously, "Sister Fan, the flowers on your face are from the stall owner. Did I draw it for you? It’s so beautiful.”

Ning Fan said directly without raising his head, "No, I drew it myself."

"Do you like it? I can draw one for you later."

The girl was surprised again. Although she wanted to refuse, she still couldn't resist the temptation of these words.

"Is it really okay? Wouldn't it be too much trouble for you?"

Ning Fan then raised his head and glanced at her, with a smile in his eyes, "It is my honor to serve this lovely girl."

The girl blushed immediately.

Sure enough, as Ning Fan said, the painting was really fast. She also learned the steps of other girls, and then sealed the layers and baked the lamp, and a complete pair of armor was ready.

When she handed the painted nail plate to the girl, the girl took it and was extremely shocked.

"Oh my god, this is so beautiful. It's better than the one painted by the manicurist in the nail salon. I don't even want to bring it with me."

Ning Fan laughed, took her hand and took her to the dressing table next to her.

The girl was still a little embarrassed, but she couldn't resist her inner expectations, so she could only be manipulated by Ning Fan.

Just as he lowered his head to put on makeup, Ning Fan suddenly noticed a scar on the girl's eyebrow.

The girl had been observing Ning Fan's expression in the mirror, and felt a little embarrassed when she saw her focusing on her scar.

"I accidentally fell down and received stitches. In fact, I have recovered very well. I can't see clearly. It's just that my eyebrows no longer grow in this position, which looks a bit strange."

Ning Fan's expression did not change at all, "It doesn't matter."

After saying that, the colored pencil started to draw on her scar.

The girl shook slightly, but did not stop Ning Fan's movements. She just closed her eyes.

After a while, Ning Fan's voice sounded in his ears, "Let's take a look."

The girl slowly opened her eyes, and then she discovered that a fully bloomed flower had grown on her eyebrow that originally had a scar.

And these words echoed the armor that Ning Fan had just painted for her.

The girl looked at her face in amazement, "This is..."

She couldn't even speak. "Oh my God, it's so beautiful. Is this really me?"

Although there was a flower painted on her face, it didn't feel out of place at all, and it even blended well with her eyebrows, making her look pretty.

Ning Fan gently touched her eyebrows and said, "Flowers blooming in the desert are still beautiful."

The girl was very touched when she heard this. She had indeed felt inferior because of the scar, because many people said that having a scar on the face meant that the face was disfigured.

But Ning Fan turned it into a miracle.

Her eyes were slightly red, "Sister Fan, thank you very much, not only for wearing armor and my makeup, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Fan gently pressed her shoulders and shook her head, "I understand you don't need to say anything. Just tell me how you like it?"

The girl nodded vigorously, "I really like it!"

"It's just a pity that I have to take off my makeup after I get home, but fortunately I have armor that I can keep forever. No, I definitely won't be willing to wear it. I want to go home and frame it!"

Hearing what the girl said, Ning Fan smiled helplessly, "There's no need to be so serious, I'm just painting casually."

The girl shook her head crazily, "Sister Fan, just draw it and it's pretty enough. It's really beautiful. Everyone will be very envious when they see it!"

Ning Fan tilted his head in confusion, "What do you mean?"

The girl explained, "They are just fans in Chaohua. We sometimes share in it."

Ning Fan understood. She usually went to Chaohua to have a look. It was quite interesting to see these girls chatting.

After the two of them finished talking, the girl was about to leave, but when she raised her head, she was startled by those around her.

Ning Fan also looked up and saw that they were surrounded by people at some point.

I don't know when they gathered here, but when I saw how eager they all were, I first looked at the makeup on Ning Fan's face, and then at the armor in their hands, with longing in their eyes.

Everyone must have heard it.

Ning Fan blinked, "You also want to draw?"

Everyone nodded when they heard this.

At this moment, the stall owner came over after finishing his work. He was shocked to see so many people here and thought something had happened.

"what happened?"

Ning Fan looked at the stall owner a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just changed your makeup, and they wanted to do it too when they saw it."

Only then did the stall owner notice the flower on Ning Fan's face, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "I want it too!"

Ning Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed helplessly, "Okay, don't worry, I'll draw them for you one by one."

Seeing Ning Fan agree, the girls were very happy.

On the other hand, Ning Fan went to experience makeup. Ning Yizhou was waiting next to him, but he didn't see Ning Fan come back after waiting for a long time.

He looked at the makeup experience booth and saw that there were still many people queuing up. He couldn't see Ning Fan, so he couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"It shouldn't take so long to put on makeup, and don't our ancestors not have to queue up?"

As soon as he said this, he frowned thinking about what happened at the wine tasting stall just now.

The same thing won't happen again, right?
  Thinking like this, he thought he should go take a look, and he tried his best to squeeze through the girls in the queue.

As a result, when he looked at it like this, he suddenly doubted his own eyes.

Ning Yizhou rubbed his eyes and looked at it carefully, and then realized that he had read it correctly.

Ning Fan was actually putting on make-up for the girls. After putting on the make-up, he had to paint their nails again.

Ning Yizhou was dumbfounded and said blankly, "Ancestor, why are you still working?"

Hearing this, Ning Fan raised his head and rolled his eyes at him.

At this moment, the girls waiting nearby recognized Ning Yizhou, were a little excited, and were also amused by Ning Yizhou's words.

Seeing Ning Yizhou still standing there, Ning Fan waved his hand, "Go and play aside, don't stand here and get in the way."

Ning Yizhou responded very crisply, "Okay!"

Then he walked to the corner next to him and squatted down.

His look made the girls laugh again. Although they had seen Ning Yizhou's well-behaved look in the live broadcast, they were not as shocked as seeing it with their own eyes.

Especially when he was squatting there now, like a dog waiting for its master.

The girl who put on makeup at the beginning saw this scene and secretly took a picture. Then she took a picture of the flowers on her face and the armor on her face, and posted these pictures in Super Chat.

@李 Zhu Zhu (seen Fan Jie’s version): I’m really lucky today. I saw Fan Jie at an exchange event and asked Fan Jie to help me put on makeup and armor. I feel like all the good luck in my life has been used today. By the way, I also attached a cute Erha. [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

After this Weibo post was posted, it instantly went viral on Super Chat.

——Ah, why are there so many lucky people but not me? ! Is it a holiday today? I make wine for a while and put on makeup for a while!
  ——I was just envious in the next post just now. I drank the wine brewed by Sister Fan herself. Now I am envious again. I was put on makeup by Sister Fan and even wore armor. This is so happy!

——Compared with makeup, I envy wearing armor. This is really collectible and can be kept there for a lifetime.

——So are there any sisters on site wearing armor? I charge a high price.

——Whatever happens, it’s good if I don’t hold him to sleep, how could it happen! Besides, I won’t sell it no matter how high the price is. This was painted by Sister Fan herself! Priceless treasure!
  ——Ugh, I envy those of you who go to exchange activities, the food is so good!
  ——I really thought someone brought Erha to the exchange event, but I didn’t expect it was this Erha! Why is he squatting here so obediently and staring helplessly?

——Hahaha, I was at the scene, and Erha suddenly squeezed over and said that Sister Fan was working here, and then Sister Fan rushed over there. He was really super good, and he would listen to whatever Sister Fan said!

——Help, he really looks like a dog!

While Chaohua was still discussing, Ning Fan looked at the time and found that it was getting late, so he had to look apologetically at the girls who had not yet put on makeup.

"I'm really sorry. There's not enough time this time. I still have some things that I can only draw here."

Although the girls were a little regretful, they did not embarrass Ning Fan. They waved their hands repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay, it's us who are troubling Sister Fan. You have really worked hard today. If you have something to do, just go and do it."

Then a girl whispered, "Sister Fan, can you open a shop that sells armor? We will definitely sell out!"

This made other people nod wildly in agreement, while Ning Yizhou, who was squatting next to him, rolled his eyes and muttered.

"What kind of store should we open? Do our Ning family still lack such a store for our ancestors?"

After saying that, he felt Ning Fan's gaze and silently closed his mouth.

Ning Fan nodded to the girls, "I will consider it."

When Ning Fan left the makeup experience booth, Ning Yizhou jumped up excitedly. He walked next to Ning Fan and hummed, "You're finally done. I'm so bored that I'm almost growing mushrooms." .”

Ning Fan glanced at him funny, "It's so boring, why don't you go shopping by yourself?"

Ning Yizhou was stunned for a moment, "Oh, I forgot about this."

During this time, he had already defaulted to being with Ning Fan, and there was no option in his mind to go shopping by himself.

Hearing this, Ning Fan looked at him with a smile, "Didn't you secretly go to the club to drink behind my back before?"

Ning Yizhou scratched his head in embarrassment, "Oh, I was so ignorant at that time!"

Ning Fan laughed again and raised his hand to touch Ning Yizhou's head, "Oh, you have learned so much in just one month. Children grow up so fast."

Ning Yizhou didn't hear Ning Fan's sarcasm at all, but laughed stupidly.

"So where are we going now? Do we want to experience other projects?"

Ning Fan shook his head. He saw it on the signboard just now, and there were other exhibition areas.

"Let's go shopping over there."

Ning Yizhou didn't say anything and just followed Ning Fan.

Next door to the experience area is the exhibition hall. The exhibition hall displays new works by newcomers. Although they are called newcomers, they are actually just young people from big families or who have studied under famous teachers.

Exhibiting their works here is just to increase their popularity. Everyone has already agreed that they are very powerful.

Ning Fan walked around the exhibition hall and found that there were many works here.

Not only ordinary calligraphy and painting, but also embroidery accessories and clothing designs, and even some niche traditional cultural types.

Ning Fan saw these works with satisfaction in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, thousands of years have passed and these things have still not been thrown away and have been handed down.

She first looked around in a circle, and then slowly looked at them one by one from the beginning.

Ning Yizhou was never interested in these things and followed Ning Fan boredly. When Ning Fan stopped, he also stopped to take a look and join in the fun.

Although most of them were incomprehensible, he had to ask Ning Fan to explain them to him before he could understand some of them.

Just when she reached the non-painting area, Ning Fan stopped in front of a piece of work, but this time her expression was a little strange.

After looking at it for a while, she suddenly looked at the signature below carefully.

Ning Yizhou noticed Ning Fan's abnormal behavior and followed him, but after watching for a long time, he didn't see anything strange.

He asked: "Ancestor, what are you looking at?"

Ning Fan did not answer immediately, but narrowed his eyes slightly and after a while, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the signed surname.

"This last name..."

Ning Yizhou leaned over and took a look, "Ah, isn't this Qi? It's a rare form. What's wrong with this surname?"

Ning Fan moved her gaze upwards to the painting again, and she chuckled.

"It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of painting."