Zhang Qianbo turned off his cell phone and continued to join the discussion.

Liu tinger saw that everyone was so interested in their clothes, and her bright and clear eyes flashed: "yes, we came here today. In fact, we wanted to make a Han suit for Qian Bo, but she didn't have much time because she was in hospital recently."

Finish. Liu tinger turned her head gently and looked at Zhang Qianbo with loving eyes: "next time I'll make one for you myself, it will be more handsome than today."

"OK." Zhang Qianbo touched Liu tinger's soft hair.

"Oh, look. It's spreading dog food again. I've been critically hit by 10000 points."

"Single dog, pawn."

……

Liu tinger and Zhang Qianbo were embarrassed when they listened to the ridicule, so they tacitly didn't continue to speak. They smiled at each other, and thousands of words were hidden in their eyes.

"However, everything we tinger wears looks good. Zhang Qianbo is not bad either." Shu Cheng chews sugar and opens his mouth lazily.

"Yes. In fact, Hanfu suits us very well. It's comfortable, good-looking and highlights our temperament." Liu tinger completely ignored Shu Cheng's narcissism and talked about Hanfu.

I inexplicably came to this era. Looking at those dazzling clothes, she forced herself to try those modern clothes in order not to become an alien. Slowly, she shelved the Han clothes.

Until recently, when Zhang Qianbo was ill, she thought a lot. In such a precious life, a few years, if she can't be herself, what's the meaning.

She thought of her father's fearless tenacity, peerless courage and mind in the state of Yue. She was her daughter. If she didn't even dare to wear her favorite clothes, what would she do.

Therefore, she resolutely chose to continue her Hanfu.

Zhang Qianbo also began to love this kind of clothing under his own influence.

"I also think it looks good! I really want to wear it." the makeup artist looked at Liu tinger, his eyes full of worship and admiration.

"Come on, look at your fat. Even if you wear it, Liu tinger won't look good!" the photographer deliberately damaged the makeup artist.

"Hum, I can wear whatever I like! Do you need to take care of it?" the makeup artist spat out his tongue at the photographer.

"In fact, I think you can try it. People look more energetic in Han clothes." Zhang Qianbo sincerely opened his mouth to the photographer.

Although the photographer thinks what Zhang Qianbo said is reasonable, it will be strange to wear such clothes on the road.

Shu Cheng sat aside, his actions unrestrained and unrestrained, and his deep eyes fell on Zhang Qianbo and Liu tinger.

"I have an idea." Shu Cheng suddenly opened his mouth, with a deep voice, sexy and hoarse.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Shu Cheng.

"Ah? Have an idea?" Liu tinger asked with her head sideways.

Shu Cheng nodded.

"Hanfu is our traditional dress, but now it is regarded as a different kind in the street." Shu Cheng said confidently and frantically, with an arrogant feeling in the arc around his mouth, "so I think it's time to do this kind of ideological education for everyone."

In just two or three words, the audience took a breath of cold air.

Shu Cheng is really an ambitious person. She casually thinks that she is so ambitious. She has an innate strong aura, as if everything can be done, just like a God.