The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

Can't wait for Qin Qin to come to rescue.

There was a buff of "You can do it yourself" in her eyes, and she was invisibly shocked.Wen Song didn't dare to refuse, so he had to pick up his coat and follow them out, his footsteps were so solemn that he seemed to be being held hostage to wash the pot.

The little assistant watched the fun, walked beside him and said with a smile, "Our sister Lin has a strong aura and is a very nice person. My name is Ying Chun."

"Hello...my name is Wen Song."

She didn't look very old, but she acted neatly, and she had already extended her WeChat when she was speaking.After Wen Song finished adding friends, she heard her say, "Are you classmates with Qin Qin? Hey, time flies. My son will also be admitted to C University in the college entrance examination next year."

"..."

It's not a little assistant, but an assistant aunt.

Wen Song looked at her again in shock, "I can't tell at all."

She is not tall, with a small and exquisite figure, a round face with straight bangs, wearing a pink jk skirt, and crescent eyes when she smiles. At first glance, she looks like she is in her twenties.

No wonder I always feel being led away.The three women in front and back are all over 100 years old, and it is not easy to take turns to deal with a young man like him.

"Haha, not at all."

She waved at the cars on the side of the road.The driver understood, and drove a section ahead to pick him up, "Get in the car."

Qin Lin got into the co-pilot.Wen Song opened the door of the back seat, "Where are we going?"

"There will be a studio shoot in the afternoon. Sister Lin said to go and have a look."

In fact, Ying Chun didn't quite understand Qin Lin's intention to bring this child with her, but she didn't say much, she just arranged in a tactful way, "You can go with us for a while. After all, you are a young man, and you are in the hotel by yourself. I can't wait."

Coincidentally, he is the young man who loves to stay in hotels.

It is also the first time in my life to wake up and go to a strange place with a stranger in a strange vehicle in a daze.

The car windows were open, and the cold wind of late autumn kept pouring in.Wen Song sat stiffly and put on his coat silently. Only then did he realize that his sleeve had grown out—he didn't wear a coat at all when he rushed over to make the rounds.It was Qin Tan's coat.

I don't know how Qin Qin was handled.

Thinking that he might also be "hijacked" by Chu Chu to go to class, Wen Song had a sense of fate that the world shared at this time, and he was not so resistant to the current situation he was arranged for.

"I remember that Qin Qin is studying finance, right? Are you in the same class? You look a little small."

"No, Senior Brother Qin is a sophomore, and I am a freshman. We are not a major either."

"Not in the same class? How did you know each other?"

"It's because our dormitories are shared together and we sleep together."

"Like This."

Qin Lin didn't say much in front.Ying Chun knew that she must be listening, so she continued to chat with Wen Song with a smile, "You just started college this year, how do you feel? Hearing what you said, you probably aren't from City C. You must go all the way to school to miss home."

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Qin takes good care of me."

Wen Song pushed his glasses shyly.He asked what he asked and answered what he asked, still with that dull and dull look.Bai Jing is gentle and easy to talk, he looks like a soft-tempered little boy.

Qin Lin saw it, and after getting off the car, she noticed that the black coat on his body looked familiar, "Qin Tan gave you this coat?"

"Ah? No, I took it with me when I just left the hotel." He just threw it at the end of the bed, and without thinking about it, he picked it up and left.

Being recognized at a glance, Wen Song touched the pilled cuffs, feeling a little uneasy, "Is it a very special dress?"

"That's not true." Qin Lin said, "It's the clothes in my store."

"..." Take back the sentence about picking up the ball.

"The old style from three or four years ago, he's been wearing it since high school."

Wen Song touched his body again, showing a cute smile, "It's very comfortable to wear."

Qin Lin's clothing studio style is very different from her own.At first glance, the jacket on her body looks a bit like a school uniform. In today's shooting venue, the models were all wearing white shirts and plaid skirts. The jackets were either soft and cute, or they also had the uniform style of a suit collar.

On the surface, she is a tall and glamorous big beauty, but in fact, all the jk designed by herself are cute girl models.

Could this be the legendary Yuluo Shuangxiu?

Wen Song couldn't imagine what it would be like for my aunt to wear jk, and he didn't dare to think about it. His eyes were immersed in the double ponytails and white silk all over the place, and he enjoyed it a lot.

Qin Lin also came here for tomorrow's autumn and winter new product launch. It happened that there was a filming in her store, so she stopped by to inspect it. After seeing a few sets of films, there was no problem, so she asked her assistant to go to the beverage shop downstairs to buy afternoon tea for everyone.

Wen Song followed the beautiful sister and ate and drank, and gradually felt that it was more interesting than sleeping in a hotel and playing with a mobile phone, and said thank you sweetly with milk tea.

Qin Lin also asked how the batch of sample clothes looked.Wen Song said embarrassedly, "I don't know much about these... I can only see that the colors are different, and they all look good. But the styles are so similar."

"I also thought so at first." Ying Chun smiled and lifted the hem of her skirt, "No, now that you've entered the trap, you can't stop buying. The heart of a girl will never go out of business."

Wen Song also laughed, "It's very pretty. Qin Qin seems to have bought it for his girlfriend, and girls should like it."

"Is it the Zige one? He bought it from our store."

Wen Song's heart moved, and he put down the milk tea to find the tag under the sample clothes, which was the niche custom shop he had been waiting for for a week when school started.

That's how it turned out, it's really going around in circles.

"So you've met his girlfriend? We've never succeeded in asking him. I'm very curious."

"I haven't seen it either...but it's an ex-girlfriend now." Wen Song said regretfully, "I didn't send out the dress either."

I hope we didn't break up because of the lack of this gift.

"Why didn't you send it out?"

Qin Lin interrupted suddenly, her tone was slightly cold and dissatisfied, "She doesn't like my clothes? Throw them away?"

"I didn't throw it away, I didn't throw it away." Wen Song quickly asked his aunt to calm down, and said without thinking, "It's still in my closet."

"..."

The eyes of the two elders became subtle.

Wen Song himself also felt that this was not quite right, and added a pale explanation, "He was going to give it to his girlfriend, but I took it wrong for some reason... In short, he said no! So I kept Put it in my place."

It's a long story, and it gets darker and darker.

In the end it is the elders, these few words are enough, no need to ask further.

Qin Lin looked at him with interest for a while, out of the corner of her eye was the little model who was posing for a photo, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to try it?"

"Try what... me?"

Realizing what she was talking about, Wen Song bit down on the straw, more or less blushing in response to the scene.

Ah, this is not good.

——My heart is just around the corner.

"Then... which one should I try?"

**

The afternoon Qin Tan spent was in a completely different style, which had nothing to do with being comfortable and leisurely.

Chuchu brought him to a professional tutoring class.The aunt seemed to be afraid of burying him, and took great pains to contact him for work, and often sent him some greetings on WeChat while introducing jobs—although in a sense, the tone of those greetings was suspected of harassment.However, the jobs he contacted were of higher quality every time, which helped him quickly show his prominence in the industry.

But the experience accumulated before is far from enough to deal with this job.Tomorrow's catwalk is a live performance and simultaneous webcast, which is a completely different difficulty compared to the previous planar shooting that can be retouched in the later stage.It's not as simple as just putting on fashion, walking around the stage and coming back.From the fixed point to the walking posture, even the range of the arm swing, the rhythm of the length of the steps must be corrected one by one.

Several rookie models who made up classes together also came to train for tomorrow's show, for quick success.It took only an hour from when everyone entered the classroom and greeted each other happily, to when they looked solemn and frustrated and did not want to chat.

"Lean your weight forward and relax your knees! Use your hips to lead your thighs, and your thighs to drive your calves. Don't walk so stiffly! Do it again."

Different from standing in front of the camera to take pictures, once you move, the coordination of the body and the aura of the whole person will be fully exposed on the long runway.

The teacher of the small class class is a professional runway senior, and the teaching is quite strict. He asked over and over again, "Listen to the music carefully! Find a good rhythm and follow the rhythm of the music, and walk right...walk in a relaxed manner, not rigid."

His eyes fell on Qin Tan, a little satisfied.

Although traces of childishness can still be seen, compared to the others who walk like they are fighting with music, they are already walking very calmly.

After looking away, his voice became severe again, "Look ahead! At the same time, you can properly look to both sides, make eye contact with the audience, and pay attention to your demeanor!"

"The demeanor needs to be adjusted according to the theme of the fashion design. Time is tight, and there is no time to teach you professional knowledge. Tomorrow's show, everyone will be cold-faced. Do you understand? Imagine yourself as a flower of Gaoling, in the I meditate in my heart that I am very expensive, I am very expensive...don't laugh! Can you still laugh after walking like this?"

During the break time, the teacher rudely complained in front of everyone. The current show only knows to choose newcomers with good looks and many fans, and they leave the stage without any professionalism. Don't even think about how great you can practice, when you get on stage tomorrow, you will be thankful if you can stabilize the basic pace."

In the classroom, everyone dared not complain in person, but in the bathroom, there were sighs and complaints.

Qin Qin didn't say anything, stood in front of the mirror and turned his forehead back, revealing the injury on his forehead, and took off the band-aid soaked in sweat.

"How can you hurt your face in this business?"

Someone around saw it and joked, "You have to buy insurance for this face."

Qin Qin bent his lips, originally he didn't plan to answer the question, but when he heard him ask "How can I step on the drums as easily as you", he thought about it before saying euphemistically, "I was originally a songwriter."

"……excuse me."

Life is not easy, forced to be versatile.

The new Band-Aid has been in the pocket for a long time, and it has been warmed up.Qin Qin tore off the paper film, adjusted the angle and stuck it on the scabbed wound, looked at his strange movements in the mirror, and shook his head.

Wen Song made an oath to be responsible for him, and every time he changed the Band-Aid for him, he would gently blow on his forehead, and he would sigh again after blowing.Every time I changed the Band-Aid, I had to itch first, and then I heard a sigh before the work was completed.

Right now, doing it yourself actually feels like a lack of meaning.Qin Qin breathlessly breathed on the glass, slowly wiped off the small piece of white mist, and wondered wearily what Wen Song was doing at this time.

Probably rolling around in boredom on the hotel bed.

The meaning of his avoidance all day today is obvious, and Wen Song is also obviously aware of it and feels unhappy.

It shouldn't be like this.

What should I do then?Should I pretend nothing happened and still get along as before?

Qin Tan couldn't figure it out, but wished that what people called "liking" was also a disease.If prescribing some medicine can solve the problem, there is no need to worry about it like this.

It was getting dark, and I definitely couldn't go back to the hotel for dinner.He originally wanted to go out of the bathroom to continue training, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but stay where he was, and seized the last 2 minutes of rest time to send messages back with his mobile phone, feeling baffled while typing.

It's all nonsense, really.

He had already given instructions in the afternoon, so why bother about having a meal?

"Like" is also terrible.

After sending the message, he raised his head and looked in the mirror again. He thought he would see a sad face, but unexpectedly there were smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.I was taken aback by myself in the mirror.

"Like" is really... horrible.

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