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Liyuan Spring is very lively. The lobby, the upstairs wing and the backstage of the stage are full of voices everywhere.
The drama is about to start, and the preparations backstage are getting more and more tense. Everyone is busy, and among the people coming and going, one person's figure seems a bit out of place. He sat in front of the dressing table and slowly adjusted his sideburns. When the sideburns were impeccably attached to his face, he reached for an eyebrow pencil and carefully sketched his eyebrows and corners of his eyes.
Make-up powder and oil are applied on the face layer by layer, but it can still be seen that under that thick makeup, the white skin, the beautiful corners of the eyes are outlined more charming, and the thin lips are dyed vermilion, which is gorgeous and with the original delicate color. When everything was so perfect, he slowly turned back and waved to the back. A little girl of fifteen or sixteen respectfully served a cup of Longjing before the rain. He reached out and took it, slowly opened the cup, gently slid the lid of the cup, and slowly sipped his tea to moisten his throat.
At this time, a man ran from the crowd and saw that he was still dawdling and couldn't get up. He said with a bitter face, "My ancestors, the gongs are all in front, haven't you prepared yet?" Today's guests are all for your name. The hall is full of people yelling and screaming. I saw Mr. Rong coming! "
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