Rebirth Outfit

Mai Dong finds that her leisurely days seem to be over.

As for the firm, Ji Chi would take him with him whenever he went out to do errands.When Ji Chi talked to him for the first time, he was quite surprised. How can he help him without knowing anything? Any colleague he can find is better than him. Could it be that Ji Chi, the boss, finally couldn't stand it? He fished in troubled waters and decided to find him something to do?But thinking that before, I only paid my salary and didn't do anything. Now it's rare for my boss to make a request, so it's hard to refuse.

After running around with Ji Chi for a few days, he found that being a lawyer is actually quite hard work. He often needs to travel to several places for a case. Most of the time, he just acts as a human background, and his real assistant is a trainee lawyer in the firm, who can be regarded as Ji Chi's apprentice.

And Mai Dong has also seen Ji Chi's work style. He basically doesn't talk nonsense with his clients, and tells them what to do directly. The other party is usually intimidated by his vigorous posture and unsmiling aloofness, and obeys obediently without any doubts.To put it bluntly, on Ji Chi's face, he almost took a pen to write "I'm very professional, I'm an elite, believe me, I'm right, if you don't believe me, it's your own problem that I'm unlucky".

Mai Dong thought it was amazing, how could this person have two completely different sides?He almost suspected that the person he was with was Ji Chi's twin brother.

On the other hand, An Sen's studio also received three or two orders one after another, so Mai Dong had to run at both ends.Compared with the things he did with Ji Chi, he didn't know much about it, but Anson's part-time job was handy for him. Now some simple makeup will be handed over to Anson, which can be regarded as a practice for him.

One night, Ansen called out Mai Dong and Lettuce, and they made an appointment at the seafood food stall that he had been to. As soon as they arrived, he announced one thing, that is, they passed the cosplay preliminary round, and the next round would be the rematch. I'm going to S city to participate, this time I have to perform on stage with a real person.A total of 30 people passed the preliminary round, and now their cosplay photos have appeared on the homepage of the contest.

"Then you have chosen your cosplayer for the rematch?" Mai Dong asked.

"Aren't you the coser of our team?"

"..." Mai Dong realized that he seemed to be on a thief's boat, "Didn't you just say that it would be good to take a photo? This will also have a live performance? I won't do this, you can find someone else!"

"No, I've already signed up with your name. Only you can participate. Anyone else's participation will be regarded as a waiver."

"Then just abstain."

"No, big brother!"

An Sen said all the good things, finally gritted his teeth and said that he would divide another [-]% of his bonus, and Mai Dong reluctantly agreed.

Mai Dong looked at An Sen's flesh-cutting expression and secretly laughed, and mercilessly added salt: "There is one more condition, today's meal is yours." He looked at An Sen's eyes that suddenly widened, "You You shouldn’t invite us to come out? You can’t let lettuce pay for it every time, can you?”

An Sen agreed with tears in his eyes, spitting out the old blood from his heart, he was slaughtered by this kid today!

After the episode, the three of them chatted about the competition again. In fact, it was mainly Anson who said that as a makeup artist, he paid the most attention to this aspect. He said that among the 30 teams, two of them were professional. It's worth noting that nothing else is worth mentioning.

Mai Dong asked: "You mean you have the confidence to enter the top three?"

"It's not confidence, it's absolute!" An Sen finished speaking proudly, and added, "The premise is that the coser's performance can't be too amateurish!"

"If you don't like it, you can change it."

Anson laughed again and again.

Mai Dong returned him a smirk: "Is it the cosplayer in the rematch?"

"No, the competition stipulates that the cosplay roles in the preliminary round, the semi-finals, and the final round must be different. I have already figured out what the next character will be, and the costumes have already been designed. I can make them in two days."

"Which character is it?"

An Sen was about to answer, but he swallowed it again and said, "You will know when the time comes."

When they were talking, Lettuce drank on his own, and his eyelids drooped after a few drinks, as if he could get drunk anytime, anywhere.But anyone who knew him well knew that this person's tolerance for alcohol was a bottomless pit. According to Anson, he had never seen this person get drunk.But Mai Dong had already been seen by the other two people about his extremely low drinking capacity, so they simply put aside their face and drank Coke instead.

There was a pot of prawns on the table. While talking, Anson peeled the shells without slowing down, as light and flexible as wearing flowers and brushing willows.Mai Dong looked at it, and suddenly asked, "Anson, will you peel the shrimp for the lettuce?"

Anson trembled all over, as if he heard something horrible: "Why should I peel the shrimp shells for him?!"

Even Lettuce raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Mai Dong chuckled twice: "Just ask, I mean, if Lettuce is a woman... I'm just making an analogy, if Lettuce is a woman, no, if you have a girl you like, you will peel shrimp for him shell?"

Lettuce thought about it: "It will be when I'm in love, but I've never peeled shrimp shells for my girlfriend before." Then he suddenly changed his expression, and asked him with a wicked smile, "Why do you ask, could it be you Did the boss peel the shrimp shells for you?"

With a strong force, the coke can was deformed by Mai Dong, and the brown liquid suddenly sprayed out from the small mouth, flowing all over his hands.After a few seconds of silence, Mai Dong calmly took out a few paper towels, first wiped the water stains on his hands, and then Mance wiped the table methodically.

Anson put his arms around his shoulders: "Is it really what I said?"

Mai Dong said, "You think too much."

An Sen hehehe a few times, that means, even if you don't say it, you know it.

"Mai Mai, so you're gay?" Lettuce, who was drinking silently, suddenly said.

"You're gay! I'm straight!"

"Look, I'm anxious as soon as I say it, it's not because of a guilty conscience, so don't..." Anson continued to stab the knife.

"Looking at it this way, I'd say you and Lettuce also have an affair! If you don't have an affair, why are you so tightly attached, why are you pulling others along?"

Now it was Anson's turn to spout, and he said unconvinced: "I have an affair with him, don't you spit!"

Mai Dong sneered at him.It's not out of nowhere that he said this. When Anson met him in his previous life, he already had a same-sex lover by his side, who was said to be a photographer.He has only heard about it, but he has never met him in person. When it comes to the occupation of Lettuce, he has to think a little more. It's bent!

After sitting for a while, Mai Dong proposed to leave, his house was far away, so he had to go back earlier, and the other two continued to drink there.He stood on the side of the street to stop the car when he got out of the food stall, but there were very few cars today. After more than ten, twenty, ten minutes, he didn't see an empty car.

He was considering whether to go to the next intersection to have a look, when suddenly there was a violent noise behind him, mixed with quarreling, shouting and cursing, and the sound of glass bottles being broken.He turned his head in surprise, and saw several people wrestling together. Among them, the figures flashed, and they looked like Anson and Lettuce.

He was taken aback, and hurried back, and when he got close, it really was Anson and Lettuce who were entangled with four or five other people.

Ansen looked big, but in fact he was useless at all. A strong man grabbed his neck from behind, and his body writhed and struggled.Lettuce didn't see it, but it was ruthless, and punched a yellow-haired man in the stomach. The man stepped back a few steps, and knocked down a table before falling to the ground.

Mai Dong yelled twice but didn't respond, grabbed a bystander and asked, "Why did the fight start?"

The person said irrelevantly: "I don't know, anyway, there is something exciting to watch."

Mai Dong had no choice but to wait and see or persuade him at this time, because a short man raised a stool and rushed behind the unsuspecting lettuce.Mai Dong stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the collar of the man before he hit the lettuce, the short man looked back subconsciously, and was punched hard on the cheekbone by him.

At this point, Mai Dong has also completely joined the battle. Lettuce acted as the main force, attracting most of the firepower.In the end, the three of them and the other five were all taken to the nearest police station.

The five probably went in and out of the police station as a routine, and the policemen in the station knew them, but Mai Dong and the others were good citizens, and the lettuce was better, and there was nothing to be seen on the face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. Mai Dong and An Sen Looking at each other, we can see each other's guilty conscience, and Mai Dong still doesn't know how they fought!

He asked quietly, "What's going on?"

Ansen covered his blue eye sockets and said in a low voice: "It was their people who were drunk and bumped into us, and their mouths were not clean, so lettuce fought with them, don't look at this man, lettuce, who is silent , you have a big temper, if you offend him, he will never be polite to you."

When the police questioned him as usual, the short man howled, saying that his ribs must be broken and that he needed an injury test, and the other four also cried out, saying that this hurts and that hurts.

Mai Dong and An Sen's faces turned dark. They were alive and kicking just now, they could walk and run, and they wanted to kick a few times while the police were not paying attention, but now their bones were broken?

Anson covered his head and shouted: "Oh, uncle policeman, I'm so dizzy, I must have a concussion! It's him, it's him who just hit my temple with an old fist! I'm still staring at gold stars!" He pointed to the person who grabbed his neck just now and said.

"Yeah, I saw him knock my friend on the head!" Mai Dong was not to be outdone.

"Fart! I never hit you on the head!"

"What's the fuss! Be quiet!" The policeman patted the table.

Both sides stopped and started trying to kill each other with their eyes.

"Well, Uncle Policeman, can I make a phone call?" Mai Dong hesitated and said.