Chapter 2 - A Tremendous Splash (2/2)

“No need. I’m tired. Let’s go back and get some rest.”

He wanted to leave everything in the hands of Fate.

Bai Yihan opened the door of the makeup room, and from the entrance specially arranged for stars he avoided paparazzi’s monitoring and left the hall.

And Mi Chen didn’t leave the hall until 2 am.

Outside the hall, a scooter flashed to her and Mi Chen ran towards it joyfully.

“Miao, how come you are here?”

Miao threw the helmet to Mi Chen coolly, “So late already and how can I let you go home alone? If there’s any “wolf” doing something to you, my conscience won’t forgive me!”

“It’s late midnight! Aren’t you afraid those wolves stalk you?”

“I’ve reached the third dan of Taekwondo and I’ll kick all the wolves’ ass if any!”

Mi Chen laughed aloud, threw the makeup case on her back and got on the scooter. The two laughed their way home happily in the midnight wind.

The next day was Sunday but in the entertainment industry, there were always sleepless nights and no weekends.

Inside an office of Starry Cosmo, a man in a tailored suit leaned on a sofa and stared at that heaven-chiseled face on TV.

A graceful female in a fashionable outfit poured a cup of Whiskey and gave it to him, “Why? Staring at Bai Yihan for so long without even a blinking? Presidnet Li, Someone who don’t know it better would think you’ve become gay!”

Li Rui took the cup, gave it a slight swirl and listened to the tinkering sound of the ice knocking the glass.

“I thought that even if Bai Yihan came back, he wouldn’t pick up any steam. Good-looking actors are numerous; in addition, he had been out of the sight of the domestic industry for so long; thus, I doubted that there would be many people who still buy it. Who knows that he really makes a tremendous splash?

Li Rui flicked the report in his hand and leaned back. As a senior director of Starry Cosmo, he had developed a lot of potential new talents, made numerous stars famous and even signed a lot of heavyweights. He was never wrong about telling who had the potential and who had the market. But this time, for Bai Yihan, he really made a mistake.

The woman next to Li Rui was Ann Yan, the director of Public Relations Department of Starry Cosmo. She glanced at the report and became slightly stunned.

The major media were competing to report the news about Bai Yihan, whether it was about the scandals domestically in the past or the achievements in Hollywood in recent years. The movie channel began to rebroadcast his works. As long as the news was about Bai Yihan, the click-through rate was crazily high and made people feel that it wasn’t normal. His name was still hanging on the hot topic ranking list of Weibo; what’s more, many domestic high-end fashion magazines had planned to create theme columns for him, and the forum which had been silent for many years had become active again.

Bai Yihan had not signed a contract with any company in China, so it was not possible for him to do such full coverage publicity.

Only when Ann Yan’s eyes turned to the man on TV, she suddenly understood.

Bai Yihan’s appearance was outstanding by itself. Even in the current situation where good-looking guys were flooding, it was still difficult to find a single one to compete with him. And everyone sensible knew that what those “pretty boys” who were packaged by entertainment companies lacked substance. Bai Yihan didn’t return home till years later. His appearance was very fresh for the young generation, and he had one thing that the current pop-idols did not have, that was, experience and temperament—which required time to polish; and Bai Yihan had been polished to his perfection.

Ann Yan stared at Bai Yihan for a long time and then squinted, “Do you think, Bai Yihan has worn any makeup? I couldn’t find much traces…but without any makeups, a human’s features couldn’t look so pronounced!”

“You’re right.” Li Rui didn’t really care what Ann Yan said, “But when Bai left home, I saw him once. He is rather good-looking. I think except Li Junmo, no other male star is his match so far.”

“The…the sponsor of the musical festival couldn’t spend that much inviting Lin Runan, could they?”

“Lin Runan?” This name sounded kind of familiar to Li Rui but it took him a long while to recall, “Lin Ruian, “the Sculptor” in the fashion circle?”

“Yea, such a style without obvious makeup traces but adding brilliance to cleat-cut features are nothing less than Lin Runan’s skill of shadow-stain! I remember that he should now be supporting fashion master Bruin for taking a curtain call in Paris!”

“Shadow-stain? How does it work?” Li Rui frowned. Although he heard of the name Lin Runan because he must be somebody to get his name known in this circle. But as a man, Li Rui had no interest in makeups or cosmetics at all.

“Lin Runan’s make-up skills are very special. Instead of using particularly obvious lines, he applies light and shadow. He will make complements according to facial features and skeleton. He once said that a makeup artist is not a plastic surgeon. He can’t paint Quasimodo into Mona Lisa, but he can help show the most beautiful part of a person’s facial features in the most prominent way.” Ann Yan got up and came to the TV set, looking at Bai Yihan’s face carefully. “You see, because the lights in the music festival are casted from top to bottom, which will light up a person’s face and make his facial features more flat than usual. For example, the singer after Bai Yihan, Shen Liuyu, almost relies all on the eyeliner to highlight the outline of her eyes, and the shadow on the nose bridge looks too heavy under the light. But look at Bai’s eye sockets and nasal bone, they are still quite pronounced.

Li Rui nodded, “But You also said it was impossible that Lin Runan came to support it.”

Ann Yan folded her arms, “So I want to know badly that who did the makeup for Bai Yihan. Anyone who can benefit our Starry Cosmo, we may not leave them to others.”

Li Rui clapped his hands, “You’ve actually noticed such details and that’s why you can succeed while any other women couldn’t.”