Dilraba's rise to fame began with her appearance on Running Man.

Dilraba retorted angrily, "The production team only said we couldn't use our hands! They didn't say we couldn't use our mouths! I can tell you the steps and tools!"

After saying that, she seemed to realize her tone had been too harsh, and immediately softened, her voice tinged with grievance, "Deng Zhe... please..."

Seeing her nervous expression, Deng Zhe shrugged and said, "Okay."

He casually picked up a round makeup palette. "Tell me first, which one is the blush? This one?"

Dilraba's lips twitched involuntarily when she saw it. She took a deep breath. "That's eyeshadow..."

She pointed to another round box next to her, "This, this is the blush."

Deng Zhe picked up the two boxes, looked them over, and compared them. "These... look almost the same."

"Deng Zhe!" Dilraba's voice involuntarily rose a octave. "Can't you be serious for once?!"

"Okay, I'll point them out to you one by one. With your excellent memory, you'll definitely remember them! This is foundation..."

Reba pointed to each item on the table with her finger, explaining its purpose and general usage.

Deng Zhe's memory is indeed outstanding. Reba only said it once, and he had already memorized the names, uses, and order of the more than twenty products on the table.

But he still deliberately picked up the eyeliner, feigning confusion, "This is... an eyebrow pencil?"

"Deng Zhe! You..." Dilraba looked at him, her eyes instantly reddening.

Seeing that she was about to cry, Deng Zhe quickly said, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I know it's eyeliner."

He put down the eyeliner, picked up the foundation and makeup sponge, and said, "Okay, let's start applying now. Sit down and close your eyes."

Reba looked at him with some doubt, but still obediently closed her eyes, though her eyelashes were still trembling nervously.

Deng Zhe did not act immediately.

He first looked at the poster of Wu Zetian next to him. Her face was exquisitely made up, with upturned eyebrows and eyes, exuding majesty and elegance. Her blush and lip makeup were full of color, and her overall aura was powerful.

He then looked at Reba, who had her eyes closed.

To be honest, he felt that Dilraba's face was also very dignified, with excellent bone structure and three-dimensional and deep features. In fact, she was more suitable for the kind of makeup that required a powerful presence, like that of Wu Zetian, than the one in the poster.

He even felt that if the painting was done well, the effect would be even more stunning than the original.

He unscrewed the foundation, squeezed some onto the back of his hand, and gently dabbed it with a makeup sponge.

Dilraba closed her eyes and couldn't see anything, only feeling the cool sponge gently landing on her face.

She was so nervous that her whole body stiffened, and she kept silently chanting in her mind: Please don't make me look ugly, please don't make me look ugly...

Deng Zhe started slowly and his movements were a bit clumsy, but he was still quite steady.

He followed the steps Dilraba had just told him, and soon the base makeup was complete.

He stopped and looked at Dilraba in front of him. Her skin looked even and flawless, but it didn't have any color yet.

"Reba," Deng Zhe suddenly said, "I'm going to start drawing my eyebrows, so don't move."

"Hmm..." Dilraba responded vaguely, becoming even more nervous.

Deng Zhe picked up an eyebrow pencil, compared it to Wu Zetian's eyebrow shape on the poster, and then looked at Dilraba's own natural eyebrow shape.

Her eyebrows were already very well-shaped, thick and thick, and only needed a little trimming and lengthening.

Throughout the makeup process, Deng Zhe's movements gradually became smoother, starting from being cautious and slow at first.

Although he doesn't know how to do makeup, he can paint; he can do a little bit of both traditional Chinese painting and oil painting.

Reba couldn't see anything, but she felt soft bristles gently brushing against her eyelids, making her feel itchy. She was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

At this moment, Deng Zhe suddenly exclaimed "Oh dear!" The sound wasn't loud, but it sounded like a thunderclap to Reba's ears.

"What's wrong?" Dilraba instinctively tried to open her eyes.

"Don't move!" Deng Zhe immediately stopped him. "It's okay, it seems... the color has smudged a bit, I'll wipe some off."

Reba's heart sank. She fainted? That would be so embarrassing!

After a while, Deng Zhe muttered to himself, "Hmm... I think I drew too much here, I need to even it out..."

Reba felt her heart sink to the bottom. Oh no, it's definitely going to look like a panda. She could already picture the miserable state she would be in.

Just as her heart was filled with gloom, a burst of noise and laughter came from the other side.

It turns out that Li Chen, Wang Zhulan, Lin Zhilin, and Yung Zuer, who had completed the dance segment, had returned.

As soon as they entered, they saw the chaotic makeup scene and burst into laughter.

Li Chen strode over to Deng Zhe, leaned closer to examine him, and exclaimed with surprise, "Wow, Xiao Zhe, not bad! You've drawn it quite well!"

Deng Zhe looked up at Li Chen with a mischievous grin and pointed at Reba.

Li Chen immediately understood, shut his mouth, and gave Deng Zhe a thumbs up.

Deng Zhe glanced at the poster of Wu Zetian, then at Li Chen, and an idea popped into his head.

"Brother Chen, look how domineering Sister Bingbing looks as Wu Zetian! Do you want to get matching outfits?"

Wang Zhulan immediately clapped her hands: "This is great! This is great! Brother Chen transforming into Wu Zetian is amazing!"

Lin Chih-lin laughed and said, "That sounds interesting!"

Joey Yung even grabbed Li Chen's arm and said, "Come on, Brother Chen, there's still room here. The three of us will help you with your makeup! We guarantee you'll stun the entire audience!"

Even Dilraba, who had kept her eyes closed, opened them, looking at Li Chen's big face and then at Fan Bingbing on the poster.

She shuddered! She simply couldn't imagine what a devilish figure Li Chen would look like after his makeup was done.

"Don't move," Deng Zhe whispered, "It'll be ready soon."

Reba quickly closed her eyes, afraid that Deng Zhe would do something reckless.

After applying the last bit of lipstick, Deng Zhe stepped back and carefully inspected it.

With her eyes closed, Dilraba's face perfectly recreated the Wu Zetian makeup style from the poster.

Her base makeup was flawless, her eyebrows were sharp and arched, her eye makeup was deep and layered, her eyeliner was elongated and upturned to add to her presence, and her blush and red lips perfectly replicated the elegance and nobility of the Tang Dynasty.

More importantly, this makeup look, when applied to Dilraba's striking and sculpted features, not only doesn't look out of place, but actually amplifies her original radiance, revealing a highly aggressive beauty.

Deng Zhe looked at it and nodded in approval. It was even better than he had expected.

He picked up his phone, opened the camera, and said to Dilraba, "Okay, makeup done. Let's pose, I'll take a picture."

Dilraba's heart skipped a beat. Finally... she had to face reality.

Since things had come to this, Dilraba had no choice but to cooperate. She recalled Wu Zetian's expression on the poster, slightly raised her chin, stared blankly, and tried to project an aura of supreme authority.

Deng Zhe quickly pressed the shutter button a few times.

After the photoshoot, Dilraba immediately turned to the other groups, wanting to see their "miserable" state to comfort herself. What she saw nearly caused her newly built-up psychological defenses to crumble.