But after looking him up and down and seeing his women's attire, Tang Zhengmao instantly became furious.
He reached out to pull Rong Shang's wig off, but because the wig was fixed in place, he couldn't pull it off halfway and instead messed up her hair.
Rong Chang, “…”
Withdrawing his hand, Tang Zhengmao raised his hand, unable to resist the urge to hit his son, who was dressed as a woman, in front of him. "You brat, what kind of time is this to talk to your father like this!"
Rong Shang calmly dodged his hand, looking nonchalant. "Dad, I'm not joking. I am a woman."
"You still dare to talk back!" Tang Zhengmao was really getting angry at this little brat.
She said she was going to get a sex change yesterday, and today she came to the training camp dressed in women's clothes.
I have no idea what's wrong with them.
Wen Qing suppressed a laugh as he walked up from the door and stood in front of Rong Shang. He reached out and touched her long, wavy hair. "Tsk tsk tsk, junior brother, you like cosplay too?"
To be honest, my junior brother is really good at dressing up as a woman.
With a "slap," Wen Qing said just that one sentence, and Rong Shang immediately slapped his hand away.
"Get out of here! Men and women shouldn't touch each other!"
"Aha!" Wen Qing exclaimed, his jaw dropping in surprise. "Junior Brother, are you serious?"
Rong Shang's face was indifferent, "..."
Tang Zhengmao rubbed his forehead in exasperation, "Look at this, look at this, this brat has really gone mad!"
"I think he's so infatuated with Gu Baili that he's even willing to reverse his own gender."
Or perhaps it should be said that because his relationship with Gu Baili was not blessed, he wanted to sacrifice himself and change his gender.
In short, Tang Zhengmao did not believe Rong Shang's nonsense and was convinced that Tang Sheng was disguised as a woman.
The scene was chaotic, but Rong Shang calmly straightened her wig, her smile fading slightly, and her expression became unusually serious. "Dad, I'm serious."
"I really am a girl!"
Tang Zhengmao snorted coldly, "I'm serious. Let me tell you, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll beat you into a pig's head right now."
"Hurry up and change your clothes and wig, what the hell is that?"
"I won't change. I am a woman." Rong Shang leaned against the door, her posture extremely languid.
Tang Zhengmao was furious, but seeing that he was seriously ill, he could only suppress his anger. He glanced at Wen Qing beside him, and the other party immediately understood.
"Junior brother, listen to me, let's change your skirt first, shall we?"
Wenqing stepped forward and coaxed her gently, "If you really like cosplay, let's do it privately. This is a training camp, it wouldn't be good if people found out."
Knowing that this literary youth was a goofball at heart, if Tang Zhengmao hadn't been standing behind him, he would have already been laughing at her loudly.
So Rong Shang raised her eyes and gave him a cold, disdainful look.
"Uh." Startled, Wen Qing looked away, but inadvertently glanced at her chest.
Wow, this junior brother is so dedicated! He really nailed the essence of dressing up as a woman, knowing to stuff soft persimmons in his chest.
Unable to resist, he reached out and said, "Junior brother, take that thing off your chest too. People will laugh at you if they see it."
Wen Qing swears that he really only thought Tang Sheng had something padding her chest, and that she wasn't trying to take advantage of him.
As a result, when he reached out his hand, Rong Shang grabbed it unexpectedly, and with a "crack" sound, his shoulder was dislocated!
It hurt! The young man screamed in pain, tears welling up in his eyes.
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