All male gods are academic masters [boy group]

In the entire MAJ, and even among all the people in Quanhualin, Liang Zheng was only afraid of warm words, and only listened to warm words.

So even now he is very clear that the conditions of Wen Ci are not easy to fulfill, and he is also very clear that he is definitely being cheated, but...

Liang Zheng: "Do I have the right to resist?"

Wen Ci smiled and shook his head: "Of course not."

Liang Zheng: "...Hua Guo's human rights cause really has a long way to go."

Lu Ran, who was on the sidelines, watched the whole process, feeling sorry for him, and the phrase "It's all ice" kept replaying in his mind.

Now that I think about it, I suddenly feel that Dashabai is quite gentle.

After signing a number of unequal treaties, the trip to the comic exhibition was finally successfully put on the agenda by MAJ.

Even Su Linhuai and Chu Hengwu, who were far away in H City, expressed their envy in the video chat.

kindness......

To be exact, only Su Linhuai was envious.

There are only three words for Chu Hengwu and Mr. Chu's emotion on this matter——

"Oh, yes."

But no matter what other people's opinions are, the trip went on as promised.

The very reliable Lin Jizheng not only quickly brought the alternatives of clothing patterns for them to choose, but also rushed to complete the clothes after confirming the style.

Lu Ran, who finally got the clothes, was so excited that he "owed" and almost jumped into Wen Ci's arms.

Of course, this shameless act was quickly stopped by Liang Zheng, who also gave him a blasting hammer.

When Bai Mo arrived, Liang Zheng and Lu Ran were fighting hard.

As soon as he watched the battle, four big words appeared in Bai Mo's heart in an instant——

"Chicken fly dog ​​jump".

It can be said that it is very appropriate.

Bai Mo: "What happened to them?"

As the source of the conflict, Wen Ci smiled awkwardly and changed the topic very calmly.

"The clothes have arrived, do you want to try them on?"

Bai Mo smiled gently, nodded, and followed Wen to the fitting room.

Since only You Sheng and Lu Ran really wanted to play cosplay, and the others didn't know much about it, the styles of these clothes were determined, and finally they listened to Lu Ran and You Sheng's opinions.

Now that he actually saw the real thing, Bai Mo suddenly felt a subtle feeling in his heart.

...Although Lu Ran usually looks very unreliable, he always does things upside down.

But this person really understood him.

Looking at Bai Mo's expression, Wen Ci knew that he was very satisfied with this dress.

In fact, Wen Ci also felt that this dress and Bai Mo really matched very well.

Because Bai Mo didn't know much about cosplay, Lu Ran didn't choose an overly exaggerated cosplay for him, but chose an improved cosplay of a main character in an ancient game.

The main color of this dress is white, the style is not complicated, but there are fine bamboo leaves embroidered on the corners.

Bamboo branches wind up and gather at the neckline, which is very straight.

A gentleman is like a bamboo.

The sky is white, and the earth is stained with ink.

It is worthy of the name of "white ink".

"This dress is so fitting!"

Wen Ci nodded in admiration: "It doesn't look like a cosplay suit, but it looks like it was tailor-made for you."

"It's tailor-made!"

Lu Ran, who finally ended the battle, lifted the curtain of the fitting room and poked his head in: "Does it look good?"

Bai Mo nodded sincerely: "It looks good."

"Hahahaha!" Lu Ran smiled triumphantly, "Dashabai, I designed this dress!"

Bai Mo and Wen Ci were surprised in unison: "You?!"

Even You Sheng on the side was puzzled and confused: "Didn't you say that this dress was specially designed for that character by a famous designer?"

Lu Ran nodded without blushing: "That well-known designer is me!"

Liang Zheng squeezed to the side: "Hehe, it's true that sows have learned to climb trees."

Lu Ran: "Liang!!! Zheng!!!"

Liang Zheng, who had an absolute advantage in force value, glanced at Lu Ran condescendingly, and then swayed to Wen Ci's side.

"Wen Xiaoci, where are my clothes?"

"This one." Wen Ci handed the clothes to Liang Zheng, "Go and try it on to see if it fits."

"Wow!" Liang Zheng unfolded the clothes, with rare satisfaction and amazement in his eyes, "Who chose this clothes for me? You have a good eye!"

Lu Ran, who had just been "hurt" by Liang Zheng, snorted angrily: "Who are you talking about? Of course it's me who is blind!"

"Really?" Liang Zheng turned around and patted Lu Ran's shoulder, "I know, it must be my handsomeness that gave you inspiration! It actually made you so stupid, my chic temperament is really impressive Earth-shattering! I..."

Wen Ci interrupted him with a smile: "Hey, go and change quickly. Come and see me in five minutes."

Liang Zheng: "...Oh."

Lu Ranyao flaunted his might, punched Liang Zheng away without fear of death, and then looked at Wen Ci.

"Wen Wen, where are your own clothes? Have you tried them?"

"Not yet." Wen Ci unfolded the clothes, admiringly, "Ranran, did you also design this dress?"

Lu Ran nodded for credit: "Yes, I have been designing for a long time."

Bai Mo thoughtfully: "So you haven't gone out these two days, are you designing clothes?"

"correct."

Humans, indeed, are creatures capable of sacrificing everything for love.

With such an active personality like Lu Ran, she can stay quietly in the house for several days, just to design these clothes for them.

It is too rare.

And being able to design so many stunning clothes in just a few days is really very talented.

Wen Ci: "Ranran, have you studied design before?"

"Probably." Lu Ran's hand checking his clothes stopped suddenly, "I liked it before, so I taught myself for a while."

However, it was only for a short period of time.

Later, those patterns were discovered by his father, and he was burned to the ground. Even the clothing company refused to let him go.

There are a few people with a glamorous appearance who are really happy.

Just the eight of them, each has its own suffering and bitterness.

Even Liang Zheng, who seemed the most carefree, never mentioned his parents.

"It's okay Master, we will have many opportunities in the future!" You Sheng, who had been quietly looking at his clothes, suddenly said, "We still have a lot of comic exhibitions to go to, as well as autumn festivals, Christmas, New Year's Eve, and so on." There are a lot of comic shows that require you to design clothes."

He smiled brightly, and his eyes sparkled: "When the time comes, you will design all the clothes for me, okay?"

Lu Ran paused, put down the clothes in his hand, turned around suddenly, and said with a smile——

"Why are you so shameless!"

You Sheng: "..."

Bai Mo and Wen Ci: "..."

Zhou Zhou, who was acting as the background board, said, "..."

Lu Ran snorted, then changed the topic: "Let me think about it."

"En!" You Sheng nodded heavily, "Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you? You are welcome!"

Liang Zheng, who had changed his clothes, pushed Lu Ran aside, and proudly said to Wen Ci: "Wen Xiaoci, look! Doesn't it look good!"

Although he blurted out the sentence "It's ugly as hell", Wen Ci still nodded secretly in his heart.

Strange to say, Liang Zheng and Chu Heng are clearly two completely opposite people.

But these two people are inexplicably suitable for black.

Now Liang Zheng is dressed in a black outfit, with gold and red thread patterns on the tail of his clothes, which are repeated and tactful.

The neckline overlapped neatly, and a split in the center leaked a faint white, but it carefully protected his throat.

The cuffs were tightly buttoned, and a black wristband was wiped on it.

The clothes are neat and capable, quite similar to the costumes that Chu Hengwu wore in the TV series back then.

Compared with Chu Heng's unparalleled confinement and caution, this dress is seventy percent more willful and free and easy.

Like an assassin who takes someone's head in an instant, he seals his throat with a sword while talking and laughing.

Thousands of miles do not stay.

"However, just wearing this clothes feels a bit flimsy." Liang Zheng looked left and right in the mirror, "I always feel that there is something missing in this clothes..."

He stood there thinking for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and said to Lu Ran: "That's right! Weapon!"

Lu Ran curled her lips: "It's all ready, Sister Ding and the others have already brought it over."

You Sheng was taken aback for a moment: "Sister Ding is going too?"

"En." Wen Ci nodded, "Brother Lin is going to visit Chuchu and the others in City H, so I asked Sister Ding to come instead of him."

Liang Zheng didn't care about who would go and who wouldn't, as long as he knew that Wen Ci would go.

Therefore, he completely ignored these irrelevant matters discussed by Wen Ci and the others, and said to You Sheng, "What weapon did you equip me with?"

Although Lu Ran hated Liang Xiaozheng so much.

If he followed his original intention, he wished he could design a set of clothes made of rags for Liang Zheng.

But after all, he has a design heart, and he hates his work being tarnished by others.

So even for Liang Xiaozheng, he still used a lot of patience and energy to make a tailor-made design for him.

As for the "flaws" that even Liang Xiaozheng could detect, it was naturally impossible for Lu Ran not to notice them.

The day the clothes were formed, Lu Ran had the same feeling as Liang Zheng just now.

I always feel that something is missing.

He pondered for an entire afternoon.

Until the evening, in the costume drama on TV, the hero stood up chicly and drew his sword out of its sheath.

The sonorous sound of the sword finally awakened Lu Ran's vague inspiration, and he finally figured it out, what the clothes lacked was——

murderous look.

It is clearly full of fierceness, but if there is no weapon, it is like imprisoning the air-conditioning inside and cannot be released.

So Lu Ran, who had just finished working on the clothes, hurriedly got out a set of weapons for Liang Zheng.

It's just that this weapon didn't cost Lu Ran too much effort.

Just like when he designed their clothes, there was no need to think hard at all.

Clothes, colors, patterns, and even the form they put on the clothes, seemed to have already existed in his mind.

In a trance, it was like——

A long time ago, it was deeply embedded in his eyes, and the imprint fell.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy November! !Bahahaha~

It is said that I recently bought a snow skin mooncake, which can be said to be super delicious.

I was born to eat...