Chapter 127 Dance 1
After a tiring day on Saturday, Zhang Wei went to bed early, exhausted. She got up early again on Sunday to pick up her clothes. If they didn't fit, she could modify them on the spot.
Emma and Namiel both went with her on Sunday, because after getting their clothes they were going straight to school.
This time, Zhang Wei and her friends went there early. Many shops in Chinatown were closed, but the tailor shop was open.
"Are you here? Take a look."
The old man was still slow and measured. He had not treated Zhang Wei badly before because she was younger, and he was not more enthusiastic now because Emma came with her.
However, Emma saw the finished cheongsams hanging in the store and said to Zhang Wei happily:
"Vera, these clothes are beautiful, maybe I can buy one!"
"Yes, Mom, I want to order another one to wear later."
Zhang Wei felt that she should have some occasions to wear it, so she asked the old man to make it for her slowly.
She first tried on the short cross-collared top and the horse-faced skirt. After tying the skirt, the top looked much better.
Zhang Wei is not short, and the length of the skirt is made according to her height. The bright red color makes her look very energetic. If she ties a high ponytail and wears a hairband of the same color, she will be a cool girl.
She stood in front of the mirror and nodded with satisfaction. Now she would no longer be treated as a maid.
"It looks good. The girl has good taste," the old man praised.
It is not her who has vision, but the Hanfu enthusiasts of later generations.
"Vera, this one of yours is different from the ones hanging up there. It's very beautiful and suits you very well. Is this also an old Chinese garment?"
"Yes, this is a skirt from the ancient Song Dynasty of China. The cheongsam hanging on it is a modified version of the Qing Dynasty clothing."
Emma knew that Zhang Wei loved reading and knew a lot, so she wasn't surprised and just nodded in understanding. However, the old man was surprised:
"I didn't expect a little girl like you to know so much!"
Zhang Wei smiled but said nothing.
In the end, not only did Zhang Wei order two cheongsams, Emma ordered one, but even Namir ordered a set of training clothes at Emma's strong request.
After returning to the dormitory, I found that my roommates had arrived at school early. It seemed that everyone attached great importance to this group activity.
After changing her clothes, Zhang Wei tied her hair up. Unfortunately, she had cut it a little short before school started, otherwise it would have been more suitable. So she only tied the upper half of her hair into a small bun, and used a scrap of skirt cloth she got from the tailor shop as a headband, tying the headband in front of her forehead. It looked pretty good, and with some lipstick on, it looked much brighter.
Overall, it looks clean, neat, warm and vivid, and Zhang Wei is very satisfied with the effect.
She seemed to be the fastest, sitting in the lobby on the first floor waiting for everyone to come down, and then she saw the different gorgeous roommates.
The first to come down was Alia, who came down the stairs slowly like a true Indian princess.
She was wearing a cherry blossom-colored dress and a long headscarf of the same color that reached her ankles. Her forehead was adorned with a gold and gemstone forehead ornament. She had a veil on her face, revealing only a pair of deep and beautiful eyes. Her top was relatively short, and the white skin at her waist could be seen when she walked.
Looking closely, one can see the silver threads on the skirt flickering, which looks mysterious and gorgeous. This reminded Zhang Wei of a song he had heard before - Indian Girl.
Seeing Zhang Wei looking at her, Alia put down her veil embarrassedly and said:
“This is the dress my mother made for me on my birthday this year.”
Zhang Wei praised sincerely: "It looks very good!"
"Your costume is also very beautiful. Is it also traditional costume? It looks like the clothes in the movie. You look like a female warrior."
"Yes, I am a female warrior, but you can call me a heroine!"
While Zhang Wei and Alia were praising each other, other people came down one after another. As Zhang Wei suggested, most of them were wearing British court-style skirts.
The most gorgeous ones were Hayat and her group of study companions. They had a gorgeous style. Not only did they wear skirts with large petticoats, but they also wore jewelry that looked very valuable. They looked like princesses more than Tracy.
However, Tracy has an outstanding temperament. Although she is wearing a relatively simple dress, the exquisite embroidery on the neckline and cuffs makes her light blue dress look low-key and gorgeous.
Whether it was Hayat and the others' gorgeousness or Tracy's temperament, Butch in her yellow dress looked like a maid. She seemed to be aware of this, so she tried to stay away from them and move closer to Queenie.
Because Queenie was wearing a traditional Scottish Highland skirt, holding a horsewhip, and wearing a cloak, she looked a bit more rugged and wild.
When everyone was ready, they went out to the banquet hall. There was a huge banquet hall on the upper floor where Zhang Wei and her classmates had held the opening ceremony. It was the only place for them to hold large-scale indoor events.
Zhang Wei looked at her watch and saw that there were only a few minutes left before the dance started. She didn't see any other girls on the road. For some reason, she always felt that someone was going to cause trouble at the dance.
When they arrived at the entrance of the banquet hall, they found someone waiting to greet them. When Zhang Wei and the others slowly approached, the two girls looked at them in surprise, as if startled. Then one of them immediately went in, and the other stammered, "What are you doing?"
"Why...why are you guys dressed like this?"
Zhang Wei glanced at the strapless dress she was wearing and was sure that it was not some damn retro style at all!
"What is the theme of today's dance?" Zhang Wei asked directly without answering her previous question.
"Modern girl"
Everyone's faces turned ugly after hearing this. If they really wore that retro nostalgic style from yesterday, wouldn't they be laughed at?
Just as Queenie was about to start a fight, she saw the door to the banquet hall open. A bright light hit the door, and a voice from the banquet hall came through the microphone:
"Now, please welcome our modern ladies—the Excellence—to the stage for the finale! Everyone, welcome!"
What is there to understand now? The planner of this masquerade party wants to declare war on them and make them look ridiculous in public.
You can imagine that the girls in the hall are all wearing exquisite makeup and fashionable dresses, and are ready to watch them make a fool of themselves in retro and nostalgic clothes.
Judging from the fact that the girl ran in quickly when she saw them just now, their wish is probably going to be dashed.
Inside the banquet hall, Eugenie was eagerly waiting to watch the show. Why didn't she come in?
She thought happily, it seems that they have been discovered. No matter whether they come in or not, they are doomed to be embarrassed. If they don't come in, they will be cowards who flee at the last minute. Let's see how they dare to act in the future. I don't know why Bella rushed in.
So she waited very patiently, even pausing the music to focus everyone's attention on the door.
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