The birth of an actor

Chapter 36 First Experience as a Model

Old Ye agreed quite readily.

There was none of the "angry" reaction that Fan Bingbing had imagined.

Instead, he smiled and agreed, telling the two of them they'd have to get up earlier from now on. Since they'd taken on this demanding job, the key was to persevere.

As for practicing martial arts, you can come whenever you want.

Anyway, he's always free and has nothing to do.

Fan Bingbing went straight home. She also skipped her acting class that she was supposed to attend today.

When Zhong Anxin brought the soup around 7 p.m., the old man specifically instructed her to do so:
"Go to bed early, did you hear me? You have to keep your promises, you can't give up halfway."

"Okay, I understand, don't worry."

After responding, he went back to his residence, washed his face and brushed his teeth, lay down on the bed, and turned off the light.

To be honest, I can't fall asleep easily, but I have to force myself to. The zoo is about six or seven kilometers away, not particularly far, but I still have to get up around 3 a.m.

Before going to sleep, he was still wondering why he had suddenly agreed to do this kind of work with that little girl...

Models... Old An can't do that!
As he pondered this, he yawned, and his consciousness gradually faded.

But when I woke up again, I was disturbed by a knock on the door.

It was a little before 3:20 a.m. when the door started banging loudly.

Anxin groggily got out of bed, opened the door, and answered:
"coming."

After opening the courtyard gate, he saw Fan Xiaoniu, her face bare of makeup, pushing a bicycle and baring her teeth at him.

"Hehe. Are you awake yet?"

"..."

Anxin remained silent, let her in, and then went straight to the restroom outside the door.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Fan Bing quickly stopped him and pulled the flashlight out of the bicycle's storage compartment.
"Watch out, don't fall in!"

"Crow's Mouth."

An Xin rolled her eyes, but still reluctantly took the flashlight. When she returned, she found Fan Bing sitting at the table, putting on makeup in front of the mirror.

"Wait a minute, I'll be done in a minute and then I'll draw it for you."

"Okay, I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth."

"Hurry up, we're going to be late."

"it is good."

Anxin responded and squatted down in the yard to start washing up.

A few minutes later, the girl with the pretty face winked at him:

"Does it look good?"

I must say, it has a certain pleasing aesthetic appeal.

The main thing is... she is indeed very fair-skinned.

It's like a large piece of mutton fat jade.

With just a little makeup, she already looks like she'll be in her later years.

Seeing An Xin nod, she stood up with a smile and pressed him back into the chair:

"Come on, let me teach you how to do makeup... Remember, the first step in makeup is applying foundation..."

"I'll learn slowly later, you hurry up..."

"Don't talk, I'll explain and teach you step by step. Makeup is a skill!"

"Ok."

Anxin said no more, pursing her lips as she listened to the girl's rambling on about how "the base must be evenly applied," her gaze involuntarily falling on the girl's face.

A faint fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

I don't know if it's from makeup or from her fingers.

Just then, Fan Bingbing seemed to notice something. She suddenly stopped applying makeup to his face, rummaged through her makeup bag, and found a small pair of scissors.

"Don't move, let me trim your nose hairs."

"...?"

Anxin's lips twitched, and her face instantly turned a little red.

Instinctively, he flinched and said:

"Don't……"

"Hey, don't move. Your nose hairs are a bit long. We're standing on the stage, and everyone's looking up at us. It would be so embarrassing if they saw how long the model's nose hairs are... Don't breathe."

The girl held his head still, and Anxin immediately felt a cool, metallic texture in his nostrils.

His face began to burn.

I'm just embarrassed.

He didn't say a word, didn't dare to breathe, and didn't even dare to look at her.

About ten seconds later:
"Okay."

"……Um."

……

"Remember, when Sister Zi tells us to change clothes, you have to hold onto the collar with your hand when you take off and put on your clothes, otherwise your makeup will be ruined and the collar of your clothes will get dirty."

"Ah."

"Also, if you don't know what to do later, just follow my example. I studied etiquette at school, so just follow my movements."

"……it is good."

"Have you seen male models on TV? They're just like them..."

"understood."

On the motorcycle, the girl leaned over his neck and whispered earnest advice in his ear.

Anxin, however, was somewhat absent-minded.

Even when he was riding his bike against the wind, he could always smell a pleasant fragrance.

After parking her car at the entrance of the clothing market, where people were already pushing small carts in and out, Fan Bing checked the time.

4:03.

"Hmm, there's still time." As she pondered this, she got out of the car, her gaze falling once again on Anxin's face.

After taking a couple of glances, I began to admire myself from the bottom of my heart.

I have to say, I really do have a talent for makeup.

He's drawn so beautifully.

As she was pondering this, she saw a girl pushing a cart walk by and look back at Anxin as she passed them.

He felt even more smug.

"Let's go."

"it is good."

Anxin nodded in agreement and walked into the clothing market with her. But as soon as they entered, they stopped in their tracks.

So many people!
Even though it was only the beginning of the workday, people carrying small bags were already filling the aisles of all the clothing markets.

The air was somewhat murky and even quite noisy.

The Yanjing Zoo Clothing Wholesale Market, the largest clothing wholesale distribution center in northern China... for the first time, lifted a corner of its mysterious veil for the two of them.

"Are these all from the initial purchase?"

Hearing Fan Bing's question, An Xin nodded subconsciously.

Aside from those pushing large and small bags, who else but wholesalers would go shopping at four in the morning?
"...Aren't you nervous?"

Faced with the girl's question, An Xin scoffed:
Do you know my name?

"...Don't worry."

"No, I told myself not to be nervous."

"..."

The girl, who was trying to be funny with puns, still didn't get it.

Seeing this, Anxin didn't mind and joined the crowd with her.

When they arrived at the fashionable Western-style clothing store, they noticed a new rectangular table had been placed by the door.

It's just a little outside the door.

Meanwhile, Liang Zi, who was standing next to the platform, was squatting next to two large bags with a man who was about the same age as her.

"Sister Zi, we're here."

Fan Bing called out, and Liang Zi turned around, her eyes instantly lighting up as she nudged the man beside her:
"Hey, hey, Jia Hui, look, they're here!"

The man turned around, a look of surprise in his eyes.

"This is An Xin, this is Fan Bingbing, Bingbing, An Xin, this is my husband Li Jiahui. You can just call him Brother Li."

"Hello, Brother Li."

Fan Bing waved her hand with a smile, while Li Jiahui looked at the girl's excessively delicate face and nodded with a smile:
"Indeed, handsome young man and beautiful young woman."

"hey-hey."

Fan Bing asked with a smile:

"Sister Zi, shall we begin?"

"Okay, perfect timing. This is some new stock from Brother Li. Bingbing, what size do you wear? Are you feeling reassured?"

After the two of them told each other their clothing sizes, Liang Zi began to rummage through the newly arrived clothes and pants.

In fact, people in this era still tend to gravitate towards the aesthetics of Hong Kong and Taiwan, which An Xin finds somewhat outdated. For example, the outfit Liang Zi found for him.

He was wearing a white T-shirt with a circular pattern in the middle, and jeans. Li Jiahui also handed him a Goldlion belt.

Anxin specially wore volleyball shorts today; these form-fitting shorts are perfect as leggings. They're also great for changing clothes—she can change right away without leaving any residue.

Fan Bingbing's choice was also a loose short-sleeved shirt paired with a pair of blue mid-length shorts.

After the two men took their clothes and pants and put them on, they happily tucked the clothes into their waistbands as Li Jiahui had instructed. This style of dressing was considered a popular symbol of that era.

After the two of them changed their clothes, Liang Zi's eyes lit up completely.

"Yes, they look great! They look amazing on you both!"

The couple's matching white T-shirts and jeans clearly appealed to their aesthetic sense.

And next...

"come on!"

Fan Bing smiled and gave An Xin a word of encouragement, then stepped onto the long platform:

"Sister Zi, should we just stand here and try to attract customers?"

"No need, aren't you actors? Just... demonstrate a few moves."

Upon hearing this, An Xin also stepped onto the platform.

The platform is about 40 to 50 cm high. Once the two of them got on it, they were immediately half a head taller than the others.

The moment Anxin stepped up, she felt... countless eyes falling on her.

In front of us, in the distance, in other shops...

All sorts of perspectives.

Before he could even identify them all, he saw Fan Bingbing standing next to him, hands on her hips, striking a very model-like pose.

After sensing her own gaze, she turned her head and grinned at herself.

That was so sweet.

Anxin was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

But the smile was fleeting. Then, recalling the models' poses he had seen, he put his hands in his pockets and looked at the "audience" watching him.

His face was cool and aloof to an extreme.

And then, in an instant...

The store called "Fashionable Western Clothing" at 1-3-104 in the clothing market has become the most eye-catching presence in the entire aisle.

The tall boy and the sweet-smiling short-haired girl stood on the platform, which was nearly half a meter higher than everyone else's. Their good looks attracted the attention of all the merchants walking and selecting goods in this passage.

She became the center of attention.

Standing inside the store, Liang Zi and Li Jiahui could tell from the way the crowd looked at them...

I made the right move.

(End of this chapter)