Fangro

Quan Wei expressed indifference.

Yang Zhen’s tuba is an ancient person, and wearing ancient clothes is reminiscence and feelings, but as a modern person born and bred, he is neither a lover nor wants to be handsome to new heights. Wrapped and tossed for a long time.

And he has a childhood shadow about skirts.

On the day of his birthday, Quan Shishi took out the old photo albums and shared them with Yang Zhen, but Yang Zhen didn't recognize him, and pointed to the third child in a tutu skirt with a little red dot between his eyebrows and asked this question. Whose family's little girl, Quan Wei's face turned dark at that moment.

Quan Wei was perceptive, and saw men's Hanfu on sale here, the pleats were no less than pleated skirts, so he refused: "I don't need it, just let them try it on."

But Xiao Huang was reluctant to give up the good resources that he had bumped into for no reason, and continued to lobby: "Brother Quan, try it, how can I take a good group photo for you guys if you don't wear it? And we even wore hair today, and Wang Wang can do styling for you for free." of."

Quan Wei's face didn't change, Sun Shaoning knew that it was rare for him to listen to persuasion, so he had to intervene to change the subject: "Forget it, Xiao Huang, he has no clothes and no flesh, so you don't care about him, will Yang Zhen and I choose by ourselves?"

Xiao Huang sighed, laughed again in less than a second, patted his chest and said, "How about I choose for you? Clothing designer, professional."

Sun Shaoning is a handyman in Bahuang today, and the stall owner will do what he says, so he goes to see Yang Zhen without any objection, and Yang Zhen can't point fingers.

Xiao Huang snapped his fingers, and smiled triumphantly at Yang Zhen: "Try the new model we cooperated with, okay? God Yang, let me tell you, you are handsome."

The new models are all hung on the top bar in the grid. If the friends who come here are not sincere enough, they will not even let them try.

Xiao Huang ran over, and the four of them quickly gathered into a group and started whispering. Within 4 minutes, they dispersed like birds and beasts. Each of them took off a few sets of clothes with a clothes pole, and handed them to Xiao Huang to hug them layer by layer. One person issued two sets, and removed the headbands that they didn't need for the time being.

Xiao Huang: "Young Master Ning, try these two sets. God Yang, this is yours. Well, it may be a little short because it is not tailor-made."

Yang Zhen immediately saw the familiar words in the patterns on the cuffs and collar. It was he who wrote "Fenghuo" and "Ren Ruyu" for a long time.

Sun Shaoning, on the other hand, looked at the pile of fabric hanging on his arm in bewilderment, and then went to Yang Zhen, and immediately had an opinion. He said funnyly, "Wait, why did you choose such a color for me... Rich?"

There are everything in red, yellow, blue and white, which doesn't match his high-end dressing style in which there are never more than 3 colors on his body.

And Yang Zhen's is much more low-key, either black or gray, although it seems to have a layer of gauze, but it still looks like the color that the hero would wear.

Xiao Huang said in an orderly manner: "Shen Yang's temperament is more suitable for this kind of water color, this black one is actually more suitable for Brother Quan, because he is relatively white, and he can hold both big red and big black, but I like this set. ’, and the words were written by Brother Yang, so I want him to try it, you look foreign, suitable for such a gorgeous person.”

When talking about "magnificent", she also used her hands to draw waves from top to bottom in the air, for fear that Sun Shaoning would not get her good intentions.

Sun Shaoning obviously didn't have a tacit understanding with her, so he frowned and swallowed his anger.

After Xiao Huang finished explaining, he suddenly remembered that they might not know how to wear them at all, so he began to worry about giving off-site guidance, picking up the clothes one by one and putting them on his body, gesticulating: "This is tied here, the belt is wrapped like this, and it is wrapped around like this. Just a knot."

Quan Wei didn't need to listen to the lecture, and felt that this should be a piece of cake for Yang Zhen, so he whispered to him while no one was paying attention: "Does this look like the clothes you used to wear?"

Yang Zhen has already studied it: "It should look like it after wearing it, but we were wearing it for daily use at that time. We had to wear a layer of underwear under the outer shirt when we wanted to ride a horse in a sedan chair."

Quan Wei thought to himself that the man doesn't have a waist, so if he wraps it in several layers and wraps it in layers, can he still see it?

Fortunately, today's Hanfu is all improved and used for appearance, and it is not so complicated.

Xiao Huang waited outside after the instruction, and Quan Wei followed into the fitting room, carrying three wallets and mobile phones by himself.

Sun Shaoning, who was the only one who listened carefully the whole time, was still in a hurry. His lower skirt was in two pieces, and he could not care about the back when he pulled the front half. Yang Zhen was a good person, so he came to help him tidy up. Confused, he said, "Yang Zhen, are you a fan of Hanfu?"

Yang Zhen smiled and shook his head, afraid to scare him so he didn't answer, he is one of the generation of Hanfu users.

Sun Shaoning used to be very sloppy, and without thinking, an idea popped up in his mind, thinking that his undressed clothes should be very 6, cough!

Quan Wei didn't notice the filthiness of this person, but just held Sun Shaoning's coat with his arms, and saw that he had put on a long skirt over his trousers, his image was unaccustomed, and there was a faint bit of pussy in it, but the belt was fast It is tied under the pectoral muscles, so the legs appear very long.

Sun Shaoning was tied up and down in six knots by Yang Zhen. Dazed, he stood in front of the mirror and laughed "poof". The image in the mirror was indeed graceful and luxurious.

Dark green flowers were embroidered on the golden collar, large cuffs and the six- to seven-centimeter-wide belt. I was exuding a strong nouveau riche temperament all over my body.

Quan Wei was an onlooker, and he pierced his heart and said: "It's quite gorgeous, you look like a local emperor who just came to power now."

Sun Shaoning was a hero and had the same views as him. He couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and raised his voice and said, "Bold...hahahaha...trickster!"

Because the suit on his body is called "Wanghou", Sun Shaoning saw the tag when he was wearing it.

Yang Zhen had just finished his busy work, and when he stepped back to look at them, he heard them making jokes. He quickly looked up and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Huang's guess is correct, the clothes are indeed not long enough, Sun Shaoning still has a part of his trouser legs exposed, wearing big leather shoes on his feet, traveling from head to toe to the ancient times and wearing them back again, it is indeed a bit joyful to watch.

But if you only look at the calf, the image is not bad, because this kind of clothes from the top to the bottom will cover the shortcomings of the buttocks and legs, making people more upright.

Gold is a difficult color to control, but Yang Zhen thinks that Sun Shaoning can wear it well, but the other two are rare and strange, and even Sun Shaoning feels that he is horrible, freshly flicking two big sleeves, imitating the wave of arms in TV dramas and walk away.

Quan Wei looked at him like he was looking at a big fool. His target was not Sun Shaoning. Seeing that Lao Tie was done, he started to chase people away: "It's okay, you go out and show them."

Sun Shaoning was half pushed and half pushed outside by him, and felt awkward when he raised his legs, because the skirt brought an unfamiliar resistance.

Liu Zhongqing was facing him, caught a glimpse of movement on the side of the curtain, raised his eyebrows in the air as soon as he raised his eyes, came over joyfully and put out a clenched fist with both hands, shook his head and said: "This is but, known as Yushu Linfengsheng Pan An , Mr. Ning, who crushes the crabapple with a pear blossom?"

Sun Shaoning's brain was hurting, and he felt that he and she were both special, so he warned her: "Don't get crazy."

Liu Zhongqing stuck out her tongue, and was about to continue teasing him, but the sharp-eyed Zhuoqi came again, she turned around Sun Shaoning, saw his trouser legs and shoes, but still praised him without hesitation: "If the clothes are longer Add a little and it will be perfect, Ning Shao, you are indeed the most handsome among my three-dimensional male friends!"

Sun Shaoning didn't believe her at all: "Aren't those male models in your Taobao shop pretty handsome?"

Liu Zhongqing casually leaked commercial secrets: "PS, beauty, posing, so expensive?"

Sun Shaoning: "..."

Zhuo Qi waited and still didn't see Quan Wei coming out, he said disappointedly: "Brother Quan and Shen Yang are still not well yet?"

Fenghuo was chosen by her for Quan Weiwei. It is a black robe with a half-high collar, elegant buttons and a chic waist. There are two dynamic red flames embroidered on the left shoulder and left hem. The cold handsome guy meets the eternal in the costume drama. The unchanging killer look left her with only two words in her mind, Jianghu.

It's a pity that Xiao Huangmeng, who knew about it, didn't have time to tell her that this little boy, Quan Wei, decisively chose to waste national resources!

Quan Wei drove him out without any explanation, leaving only a space for the two of them. Sun Shaoning judged others by himself, and felt that he must want to do something, so he kindly reminded: "They are still very early, busy with your work." Come on, let's do business."

A handsome guy is precious, but the price of money is higher, so he stared at the frighteningly thick curtain with resentment, and ran away in a hurry.

Then, like they were playing a relay race, Zhuo Qi had just vacated the seat, and Xiao Huang came to replace him. He sincerely praised Sun Shaoning with both hands, praised Li Zhen and perfectly called the stylist: "Woof, come here, it's your turn." It's time to play."

"Here you are!" The dog carrying a puppy dragged a big box in response, the expression on his face was a bit like sharpening a knife.

Then Sun Shaoning was pressed on a chair in the corner, covered head and face with a waist-length wig.

At the same time, outside a curtain, Yang Zhen fastened his belt, took the Zen robe from Quan Wei and put it on, lowered his head and dusted off the light fabric, then lowered his arms and said to Quan Wei, "Okay."

Quan Wei's gaze had already swept away from him, and at this time he was returning the same way, when suddenly Yang Zhen's smile flickered, time and space suddenly stopped in Quan Wei's consciousness.

Facts are in front of us, there is no necessary relationship between ancient and ancient styles, and whether the hair grows long or not. Quan Wei feels that this soul from afar is enough to give the imitated clothes a sense of the times that is ready to come out.

Quan Wei knew in his heart that Yang Zhen, who had short hair on top of his head but was wearing a long gown, looked different from Zhang Shuyu, who was lame in his dream, but he seemed to have a time-space splitting experience in seconds, and Yang Zhen at this moment seemed to be holding hands. It's within reach, but it's as far away as a dream from more than 1000 years ago.

Because he refused to study diligently and pick up girls in the early years, at this moment, neither "there are bandits, who are as sharp as grinding", nor "the pines are as emerald, and the accumulation of stones as jade", Quan Wei is just very simple and straightforward. Bai Di ran through ten thousand shouts in his mind.

What is temperament?This is!

The quality of the clothes of the "Bahuang" family is medium to high-end, so even if Yang Zhen is wearing a coat that looks like gauze on Quanwei, it still doesn't look coquettish or exaggerated.

That set of colors is not straight-forward seven colors of the rainbow, neither gray nor gray nor blue, Quan Wei is somewhat incapable of describing.

The inner one is a few degrees darker than the bean paste green in the eye protection mode on the computer. Generally, knowledgeable people call it aqua blue. The outer layer is like the lingering ink that has not been fully mixed after ink has been dripped into clear water. Colors are some very low-key colors that don't feel monotonous.

Quan Wei thinks it suits him very well, it looks very tall and tall, although he also has a rather discordant trouser leg.

Seeing that he was silent and uncomfortable without long hair, Yang Zhen couldn't help stroking his short hair and laughing: "Isn't it strange?"

Quan Weiying came back to his senses, and immediately denied it: "It's not strange."

Yang Zhen: "Then you still keep silent for a long time?"

The dimple on Quan Wei's left cheek loomed: "Don't you know the word 'handsome'?"

Yang Zhen couldn't laugh or cry: "You will flatter."

Quan Wei found fault and said, "What does that have to do with you? You are not a horse, you are a sheep."

Yang Zhen smiled convincingly for a long time: "Why don't we try and be a joker?"

Quan Wei has no interest in amusing the crowd, so he jumped back to the flattering sentence, and then argued hard: "Just say you believe it or not?"

"Believe it," Yang Zhen's attitude seemed to be very accommodating to him, and he said like a tongue twister, "I'm happy to believe it, why don't I believe it?"