Han Wenwen said confidently, "You should know that I started studying makeup in elementary school, and started teaching people how to do makeup online to make money when I was ten. Before I got together with Zhengran in junior high school, I already had a large number of fans. No one is better at makeup than me."

Jiang Xueli blinked blankly.

Han Wenwen looked at Fang Meng at this moment:

"For example, look at her nose. The reason you didn't recognize that this girl's nose is Mengmeng's is because this girl's nose is more upturned than Mengmeng's. But this can be achieved with makeup implants. I don't know if you've seen those facial sculpting videos online. She used one of those."

Jiang Xueli suddenly remembered that there were indeed such makeup removal videos: "So that's how it is."

Han Wenwen added, "Then there's the eyes. Mengmeng's eyes are a bit bigger, with a semi-phoenix eye feel, while this girl's eyes are similar to Qianqian's, with a cold and aloof look."

Jiang Xueli asked, "How is this done? My understanding of makeup is just adding eyeliner and shaping eyebrows, etc."

Han Wenwen snorted and teased, "After all, Brother Zhengran only likes great beauties. It's normal that you don't know this since you don't usually wear makeup. If you want to transform from a phoenix to a cold and aloof beauty, then..."

Han Wenwen pointed to her eyes, and in a short time, the little fox's double eyelids turned into single eyelids.

With its pupils partially hidden by its eyelids, the fox's eyes seemed to gain a more menacing look.

Jiang Xueli's eyes widened: "Amazing!"

In the blink of an eye, Han Wenwen's double eyelids returned to normal:
"I can only adjust single and double eyelids in a very short time, but the principle is similar. As long as someone can switch between single and double eyelids at any time, and then combine it with eyeliner and other factors, the whole person will look completely different."

"So Mengmeng has this ability."

"Well, it's not really a rare ability; many girls online have it."

Jiang Xueli suddenly winked and said, "Why wouldn't I? Have my eyelids changed?"

Han Wenwen: "."

The little fox sat beside Jiang Xueli, watching the two who were about to get ready.

Jiang Xueli understood everything and suddenly felt that she could recognize him too. Indeed, all she needed to do was imagine the other person's nose and eyes as Mengmeng's facial features.

With her white hair, she's practically Mengmeng herself.
Wow, Mengmeng sings so well! That's amazing, although she's still a little behind me.

“Interesting…” Jiang Xueli suddenly uttered.

Then she suddenly smiled and, holding her hand out like a megaphone, shouted, "Go He Qing! You must win!"

He Qing, who was inside the arena, only realized Jiang Xueli had arrived when she heard the voice. She waved her arms sweetly and said, "Lili is back! I will win!"

After speaking, he looked at the other person warily.

Then Jiang Xueli shouted again, "That girl with white hair, you can do it too!"

Fang Meng stared blankly at Jiang Xueli, then gave a soft "Okay".

I thought to myself that the atmosphere today was really strange... It felt like no one except He Qing treated me like an enemy.

Just as the competition was about to begin, Jiang Qian unexpectedly returned home and went to the makeshift training ground.

She also looked at the white-haired girl with surprise: "Isn't this the girl who plays the piano..."

The little fox greeted Jiang Xueli and then Jiang Qian, naturally revealing the truth to her.

Jiang Qian was also stunned, surprised that the white-haired girl was actually Xiao Meng? Xiao Meng can play the piano?! She had discovered a new world.

The three girls sat there quietly watching the game.

After the match started, He Qing launched an attack at lightning speed almost instantly.

A graceful and powerful side kick.

But little did anyone know that He Qing would realize something was wrong with just the first strike.

Because the way the opponent dodged was exactly the same as what Lin Zhengran had taught her. Fang Meng then kicked out with the same attack, but Xiao Heqing didn't retreat but advanced instead, and the two fought back and forth for a short time.

Han Wenwen, Jiang Xueli, and Jiang Qian, who were standing nearby, clapped and applauded as they watched the repeated confrontations.

He exclaimed in admiration, "Amazing! Amazing!"

Jiang Xueli asked curiously, "Who can win this?"

Han Wenwen ate potato chips: "I don't understand. It's back and forth, but it should be Xiao Qingqing, right? Xiao Qingqing was taught by Brother Zhengran."

"That makes sense." Jiang Xueli asked Jiang Qian, "Qianqian, what do you think?"

Jiang Qian said coldly, "I don't know, but I can tell that Mengmeng seems to be under a lot of pressure. However, Mengmeng has studied martial arts, so I really don't know who will win."

On the competition field, the legs of the two women, both wearing taekwondo uniforms, collided repeatedly.

Fang Meng gritted her teeth. She was shocked after each confrontation. Why was He Qing, who was usually so well-behaved and adorable, so strong?
Even girls who have professionally trained in Taekwondo shouldn't have that kind of leg strength.

He had trained specifically to protect Qianqian, but his strength and speed were still inferior to hers.

Especially her eyes
When Fang Meng saw He Qing's stern, cautious, and frightening appearance, she felt for the first time that He Qing was so oppressive.

This put her under a lot of psychological pressure.

However, what Fang Meng didn't know was that Xiao Heqing was not only skilled in various combat techniques, but even her ruthless expression had been specially trained by someone.

Once the match begins, she'll transform into her second personality, Boss He, overwhelming her opponent with absolute power.

The competition was extremely intense.

Fang Meng felt increasingly powerless as she played. As the saying goes, "In literature, there is no first place, but in martial arts, there is no second place." She could keep up in other events.

But this kind of physical confrontation.

Even a slight difference in strength, such as one percent, can represent a qualitative difference.

No matter how well she imitates the opponent's fighting techniques, it's useless.

Suddenly, He Qing asked, "Are you hiding your strength? Or is this all the strength you've got?"

Fang Meng was exhausted and panting heavily: "What do you mean...?"

Xiao Heqing was puzzled:
"I don't know why you know the competition methods that Lin Zhengran taught me, but you obviously lack training time. You're all show and no substance. You seem to be only slightly behind me, but in reality, it takes a long time to reach that level. If that's all you've got, then I'm going to beat you. I won't hold back."

Xiao Heqing steadied herself, then took a deep breath as if preparing something.

Fang Meng was drenched in sweat.

I have a feeling something big is coming.

Xiao Heqing fixed her gaze on her opponent, adopting a fighting stance.

She slowly took two steps forward, and just as she was about to kick, Fang Meng realized that she definitely couldn't withstand the attack.

He instantly squatted down, covered his head, and cried out, "I lost!"

"That's enough, He Qing." At the same time, Lin Zhengran and Jiang Jingshi also returned.

He Qing heard someone's voice and her legs, which seemed about to break through the air, stopped in mid-air. She looked towards the door in a soft, sweet voice and said, "Lin Zhengran, you're back!"

Terrified, Fang Meng crouched on the ground, feeling the strong wind, her face pale and her eyes glistening with tears.

He muttered to himself, "He Qing, you're so scary..." (End of Chapter)

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