Chapter 18 Poor Students 18 Poor Poor Students
Wu Lan's intention to escape was seen through, and before he could turn around, he was caught by Yuan Qingqing.
Being pulled to the row of skirts, Wu Lan saw Yuan Qingqing excitedly pretending to choose a cheongsam for him, and couldn't help but recall their first meeting.
Yuan Qingqing also picked clothes for him in the same way at that time.
Such a similar scene gave Wu Lan a bad feeling. Was he going to pretend to be a girl again to go on a blind date?
Although Yuan Qingqing was picking clothes, she was always paying attention to Wu Lan's mood.
Seeing Wu Lan's puzzled expression, she was about to explain when a beautiful girl in a green cheongsam walked in and walked straight towards them.
"I'm sorry, I'm late."
The girl who was speaking had delicate makeup on her face, and her hair and clothes were all carefully designed, making her look like a rich girl.
Bai Zhi first looked at Yuan Qingqing, and when she got closer she noticed that there was a young man in sportswear standing behind Yuan Qingqing.
The boy had a handsome face that was difficult to tell whether he was male or female. His black, round almond-shaped eyes were like two black pearls, and he looked at her with curiosity.
Where did Yuan Qingqing trick this little boy over here?
Perhaps Bai Zhi's expression was too obvious, so Yuan Qingqing clapped her hands to bring her back to her senses.
"This is the assistant I found to help us take photos today."
After saying that, Yuan Qingqing introduced the two to each other, and then explained the content of this part-time job to Wu Lan.
They wanted to take a set of Zen photos, so they specially invited a photographer and even chose this tea room as the background for the photos.
Every corner of this teahouse exudes a classic Chinese style of simplicity and elegance. The Zen-inspired layout makes people feel like they are in a new Chinese retro style. No wonder it was chosen by two people.
When Wu Lan learned that her mission this time was only to assist the two young ladies in taking photos, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At least she no longer had to worry about being put in a skirt.
But obviously, Wu Lan has not yet figured out Yuan Qingqing's fetish, and doesn't know how deep her obsession with wanting her to wear a skirt is.
What Wu Lan didn't expect was that Bai Zhi actually had the same habit.
The two men were taking photos when suddenly one of them started circling around him with two cheongsams in his hand, smiling so much that his eyes almost became blurry.
Although Bai Zhi is not as cold and beautiful as Yuan Qingqing, she also gives people a sense of noble mystery that is difficult to approach.
But when she coaxed the little boy into wearing a skirt, she looked nothing like noble and mysterious. Instead, she looked like a perverted older sister forcing a kitten to perform on the table.
Yuan Qingqing and Wu Lan were already difficult to handle, and now there was Bai Zhi. The ignorant little kitten was coaxed into nodding and wearing a slit cheongsam specially customized for him.
Wu Lan was a little shy, clenched her hands nervously, and asked in a low voice:
"Do I really look good like this?"
"Very beautiful, very beautiful!! Xiaolan looks the best in cheongsam~"
Yuan Qingqing and Bai Zhi were more and more satisfied with the look, and they huddled together and whispered a few words. Then, Bai Zhi called a makeup artist over and insisted on doing Wu Lan's makeup.
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Another tea room.
The smoke from the incense burner on the table drifted, mixed with the fragrance of tea, flowing leisurely in the air.
Under two huge ink-and-wash landscape paintings, a handsome man in a black Tang suit is making tea. He has elegant manners and slowly pours the hot tea into the indigo cup.
Bai Yi watched the guests leave and suddenly noticed that the teahouse next door was a bit noisy.
He frowned.
"What's going on next to you?"
The assistant immediately responded, "Mr. Bai, Miss Bai Zhi has reserved the tea room next door for taking photos."
"Photograph?"
Unexpectedly, the person making the noise was his own niece. Bai Yi frowned even more tightly and signaled his assistant to go over and check the situation and lower the volume.
Five minutes later, the assistant came back with a look of dazed expression on his face.
Bai Yi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly received a message from Bai Zhi on his phone, which contained a funny selfie of Bai Zhi.
[Uncle, Qingqing and I are taking pictures. We promise to keep our voices down. Please don't chase us away. TT]
After a quick glance, he was about to put down his phone, but Bai Yi's finger accidentally touched the photo, and the photo was immediately enlarged and loaded, and Bai Zhi's clear selfie appeared on the screen.
He suddenly narrowed his eyes, enlarged the photo, and his gaze fell on the young man sitting behind Bai Zhi, who was tilting his head back to get his makeup done.
Bai Yi has always had a good memory, and he recognized at a glance that the slim young man in the cheongsam was the waiter he met at the banquet a few days ago.
The boy today is very different from that night.
The slim-fitting cheongsam tightly wrapped around his upper body. Although his chest was flat, his upright sitting posture highlighted his extremely perfect waist curve, and the wide slit skirt revealed his fair and clean long legs.
He looked a little reserved, his legs pressed tightly together. He tilted his head back to put on makeup while shyly tugging at the hem of his slit skirt. His conservative look was quite adorable.
That pretty face looks even more gorgeous with the help of makeup. Even if only half of the face is exposed, it can easily catch the viewer's eyes.
Although he is a little boy, he looks like an exquisite doll when dressed up.
very beautiful.
Glancing at his assistant who was still distracted, Bai Yi felt a sense of inexplicable unhappiness in his heart. He picked up the cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.
Tsk, the tea is cold.
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The shooting in the teahouse finally ended as night was about to fall.
Wu Lan, who had been busy all afternoon, finally had a light in her eyes when she heard Yuan Qingqing say it was time to call it a day.
In fact, today's part-time job was not really tiring. The time before was just helping to take down the props for shooting or adjust the lighting.
But after Wu Lan was coaxed into wearing a cheongsam, everything changed.
Yuan Qingqing and Bai Zhi drove away the photographer they had originally invited and picked up the camera excitedly.
They whispered to each other while excitedly directing him on the poses for the photo shoot. After the photo shoot, they discussed the photos in detail and finally showed strange and satisfied smiles.
At first, Wu Lan thought those actions were weird and wanted to decline, but in the end she couldn't beat the high price Yuan Qingqing offered on the spot.
The most important thing is that Yuan Qingqing and Bai Zhi are both very good at praising people. They kept saying that Wu Lan was cute, which caused Wu Lan's face to become redder and redder, and her fair face seemed to be covered with a layer of pink gauze.
Gradually, he was so overwhelmed by the praise that he completely forgot how high the slit of the cheongsam was.
2720 Seeing the little boy being coaxed into exposing his two long, white, tender legs, I couldn't help but remind him, "Please pull your legs back a little, or you'll be exposed."
"Sister Qingqing said there was no exposure." Wu Lan muttered, "And Sister Baizhi said she wouldn't show these photos to anyone."
Wu Lan was not as resistant to the filming as he was at the beginning, but he could not resist the endless energy of those two people, and by the time they finished work, he was exhausted.
Seeing that they were looking at the photos excitedly, Wu Lan quietly changed back into her clothes and removed her makeup.
"It's over, it's over. I forgot I had a date tonight."
Bai Zhi was so engrossed in looking at the photos that she forgot the time. Just as she finished speaking, she heard Yuan Qingqing say, "Oh, that grumpy old man at home told me to go home early today."
Seeing that time was running out, the two of them quickly packed up their things. When they looked up, they saw Wu Lan, who had changed back into boys' clothes, staring at them blankly.
"Xiao Lan, I didn't expect it to be so late today." Yuan Qingqing said apologetically, "I'll take you back to school later."
"No, no, I can go back by myself." Wu Lan waved her hand and returned the cheongsam to Yuan Qingqing.
"This cheongsam is for you. It was originally tailor-made for you~"
Yuan Qingqing touched Wu Lan's head with a smile, and pinched the boy's soft white face lovingly, and finally left in a hurry with Bai Zhi reluctantly.
Wu Lan quickly left the teahouse and walked to the bus stop across the street, ready to take the bus back to school.
My phone, which I had barely touched all afternoon, was filled with messages.
After replying in the dormitory group, Wu Lan received a reward from Yuan Qingqing.
Just as he finished counting and saw a few zeros at the end, Bai Zhi transferred the remuneration to him, and specifically noted that it was the remuneration for a part-time model.
Wu Lan's eyes sparkled as she didn't expect to earn two incomes at once. She looked so happy squatting on the ground holding her phone that she looked like a kitten that found some delicious cat strips on the roadside.
Not far away, Bai Yi, sitting in the car, silently looked at the boy squatting at the bus stop, his eyes falling on the boy's delicate curved eyebrows and pursed lips.
After a while, he said, "Stop next to him."
There was a black car parked in front of Wu Lan. The windows were covered with black film, so it was impossible to see who was sitting inside from the outside.
Thinking he was blocking others from getting off the bus, he quickly took two steps away.
The next second, the car door opened.
Bai Yi, dressed in a Tang suit, got out of the car with a gentle smile on his face. With just two words, he dispelled Wu Lan's guard:
"Hello, Xiaolan, I'm Baizhi's uncle."
"She asked me to take you back."
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