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Chapter 185 Wu Dialect
Back at the bar, Jiang Qin rested for only half an hour before going backstage to get her makeup done.

This day was so busy that even Yun Xie couldn't bear to watch anymore.

He pouted in dissatisfaction and said, "Qinqin, can't you just let that cat do its own thing?"
"There's no such thing as a male's career that requires his female to run around doing all the work."

"That's my career too."

"If you're short of money, I can just take on a few S-rank missions. There's no need to go through all that trouble."

Look at you, you didn't even take a lunch break today.

Jiang Qin chuckled, "I once heard a saying that goes, 'You don't need to sleep long in life, you'll sleep long in death.'"

I didn't get up until 10 a.m. today. If I also take a nap, wouldn't I be sleeping half the day?

"That's because you were so busy that you didn't go to sleep until 4 a.m. this morning!"

Anyway, Yun Xie was just unhappy. Normally, if Jiang Qin wanted to kill someone, he would choose to hand her the knife rather than help her kill the person.

Because he would never do anything to spoil her mood.

I will only do what she wants to make her happier.

However, he had taken classes and knew that an irregular lifestyle could affect the health of females.

Therefore, he was somewhat resentful towards Lan Yuyan, feeling that it was all his fault that Jiang Qin's schedule had become disordered.

"Okay, don't be upset, I won't stay up late tonight."

Yun Xie took a deep breath of suppressant and said in a hoarse voice, "Then, my mistress, could you make up for the night that was supposed to be mine last night?"

...Jiang Qin's face instantly turned red.

Looking into the dressing room where it was just the two of them, they instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, there were no outsiders present.

What kind of outrageous and inappropriate language is this?

"Is it okay..." Yun Xie leaned closer to her face and said in a slightly soft tone.

Jiang Qin blushed and nodded haphazardly, then pushed him away, saying, "You've smudged my makeup."

"Then I'll help you with your makeup."

"You can?"

Yun Xie raised an eyebrow and said, "Give it a try?"

"can."

He took the powder puff and carefully touched up the smudged areas for her.

Then, holding an eyebrow pencil, he carefully drew thin eyebrows on her face.

"The ancient clothing you're wearing today should require this kind of eyebrow makeup, right?"

"Hmm." Jiang Qin was somewhat surprised by his thoughtfulness.

Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Yun Xie said calmly, "My gaze is on you for at least ten hours every day."

If you still can't notice changes in your makeup and clothing, then what's the difference between you and a blind person?

"So... you'll learn it just by watching?"

Looking at her delicate, arched eyebrows in the mirror, Jiang Qin seemed somewhat dazed.

You know, it took her a long time to learn how to draw eyebrows.

Since eyebrow tattooing became available, it has saved countless girls who are not good at makeup.

Eyebrow shape is a very important part of facial features; different eyebrow shapes will present completely different effects.

While eyebrow tattooing has saved many girls who aren't good at it, it has one drawback: the eyebrow shape is fixed.

She was only ten years old at the time, so naturally she couldn't have her eyebrows tattooed.

So I practiced for a long time in order to draw different eyebrow shapes.

Besides practicing on my face, I also practice on paper.

As a result, Yunxie learned it just by watching...

However, Yun Xie himself did not find this surprising. Isn't this something that anyone with hands can do?

So after he finished drawing the eyebrows, he started to do Jiang Qin's eye makeup.

Judging from her outfit and hairstyle today, she wore only light makeup.

To make light makeup stand out, it's all about the details.

After finishing the painting, Jiang Qin looked in the mirror with clear, gentle eyes, exuding the unique charm of a woman from Jiangnan.

Although Yun Xie didn't know the adjectives used to describe women from Jiangnan in ancient times, he had a basic understanding of aesthetic matching. "How is it?"

In the mirror, the beautiful woman gently stroked her face with her fingers, smiling tenderly, "Very good, just the effect I wanted."

"If you like it, that's fine. If you don't want to do your own makeup in the future, just let me do it for you."

"Then wouldn't you become my personal makeup artist?"

Yun Xie gently curled the corners of his lips and said, "That would truly be my honor."

"Help me put on my hair accessory, it's almost time for me to start work."

"Hmm, drink some water to moisten your throat first."

***
The front hall of the bar.

Mo Lan, who had been dragged there by her brother, was curiously experiencing the atmosphere of the bar.

Her lifestyle was very similar to Mo Chen's; every day was a routine of going between three points: her residence, school, and the laboratory.

She never goes to places like bars, which are of no use to her.

But no one told her that this is what bars are like!
Doesn't this feel just like a concert?
Who exactly said that bars are places where all male resentment gathers?
Men who go to bars are either trying to relieve pain, suppress mania, or soothe their worries.

There were so many females there, and she couldn't see how much the males were suffering.

She only saw excitement, anticipation, and joy.

Sure enough, my mentor's recommendation was right. If you want to observe the emotions of a thousand different people, a bar is a good place.

So even if Mo Chen didn't come looking for her, she would still be going from one of the bars in the city center to another during this time.

Go and secretly observe those people, and then conduct psychological analysis.

Mo Lan turned on her personal computer, opened the spreadsheet, and began recording what she observed. Then, she made psychological inferences based on facial expressions, body language, and other factors.

However, after only noting down a few people, she turned her attention to her own brother.

His gaze was firm, but his eyes were vacant, indicating that he was daydreaming and that he was definitely not thinking about work at the moment.

It's highly likely that it's the same person.

It's very likely someone he's about to meet, because some of his subconscious actions are saying: I'm looking forward to it and eager to meet him.

However, he is controlling this subconscious behavior, most likely because there is a discrepancy between his thoughts and his body.

And the look in their eyes.

Although Mo Chen remained serious throughout, seemingly lost in thought, his gaze inadvertently swept across the clock on the stage for the seventh time.

Of course, that could be because the clock was within his line of sight.

But why the 0.05-second pause?

So Mo Lan wrote: Subconsciously paying attention to the time, my brother is really looking forward to the next... comforter?

After finishing writing, Mo Lan looked at her own brother as if she had just realized something.

Is that why he suspects he's been hypnotized by a therapist?

She didn't even need to read any further to understand what was going on.

However, we still need to be more rigorous.

What if the soothing therapist's singing was indeed tainted with something bad?
……

Soon, Jiang Qin went on stage.

She was holding a pipa in her hands.

"Jiang Qin!!!"

"Qinbao, look here!!"

……

The audience was as enthusiastic as ever.

Tonight, she was as stunning as ever.

"Does anyone know what Wu dialect is?"

Wu dialect?

Most people were clueless; only a few people majoring in ancient culture had some recollection of it.

Wen Jiaqi answered loudly and directly: "It's an adjective, describing a local language from ancient times."

(End of this chapter)