On the steamer-like subway, Su Qing, who was wearing a half-arm skirt with a placket, had long regretted that she had not followed the advice of her good friend, and had already changed the clothes she was going to wear for this dance rehearsal at home.

She wanted to rudely knot the wide sleeves piled up on her arms, but considering that it was someone else's Hanfu and it was likely to cost a lot of money, she had to give up.

Then he rubbed his neck and back with his hands, making sure that his back was completely soaked with sweat.

Just when she herself felt embarrassed, she didn't expect that many people were secretly watching this unusually dressed person.

"Mom, look at my sister's clothes. The little girl was curious about the new things in front of her, and pointed to Su Qing and said to the parents around her.

"This is an ancient costume, people may be acting. The woman holding the little girl was burying her head on the mobile phone screen, and only after hearing the child's voice did she raise her head and look at Su Qing, and replied indifferently.

Although Su Qing doesn't know much about the so-called Hanfu culture, he also knows that ancient costumes and Hanfu are not the same thing as Hanfu under the words of a friend who has been seriously poisoned by Hanfu and Lolita costumes.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and her good friend was already asking her location, urging her to hurry up.

I'm in a car worth hundreds of millions, sweating like rain to get to our appointment, so, my dear, wait a little longer. She replied shamelessly.

The other party didn't urge her anymore, but posted a "You are not lightly ill" emoji.

After arriving at the place, Su Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. This agreed location is in a park with a lake, the pavilion here is next to the water, stay in the pavilion, and under the shade, there is a cool breeze from the lake, so comfortable that Su Qing instantly feels redeemed.

It seems that I chose a good place, and the girl who wants to shoot the video is also very careful, in order to organize classical dance, I found such a natural background cloth, which is very suitable for the theme of classical dance.

Standing here, even the Luo skirt and light yarn on his body will not have such a strong sense of disobedience, as if he is a person in a watercolor painting.

Best friend Hao Chun saw Su Qing from a distance and hurriedly walked over to Su Qing's direction.

"Why are you still standing here, we're about to start filming, why is your hair messed up like this?" she said, breaking the beautiful fantasy atmosphere.

Su Qing's hairstyle that she had cleaned up in the apartment had already been scattered among the people on the way here, and her figure was extremely strange when she was self-absorbed by the lake with this messy hair.

This scene was all seen by the handsome young man on the other side.

"Zheng Li, what's the matter with your expression now?" He Junzhi looked at Zheng Li's tangled expression, and he felt uncomfortable looking at it.

"If you have a daughter who is like a flower and marries an unprofessional, ugly bastard, you have the same expression. The other party replied with a cold face.

He Junzhi followed his gaze and looked over, only to see a girl standing in the shade of a dense willow tree.

"You're never going to have a daughter that old. He Junzhi laughed and teased.

"Who said the woman? I'm talking about the knockoff clothes on her. Zheng Li rolled his eyes at him. "The original version of the dress was designed and type-made by me step by step, and I could see that the color was not correct across the lake of that level of copycat. ”

"So you mean that the clothes are your own daughter, and that girl is a bastard who doesn't do her job?" He Junzhi asked disapprehantly.

"Ugly bastard. Zheng Li repeated in an accentuated tone.

"Then what can you do with other people, run to the side of the other person and question her, let her return the skirt and make up for your mental damage by the way?" He Junzhi persuaded the other party to quickly extinguish the fire, not to mention that they still have work to do when they come here today.

Zheng Li didn't say anything, picked up his mobile phone and took a photo of the other party, and then used the retouching tool on the mobile phone to simply put a mosaic on his face, and sent the picture to the circle of friends and the store's Weibo, with such a sentence: Today I was going to take a promotional picture of my new design Hanfu, but I didn't expect to see a person wearing a cottage as soon as I arrived at the shooting location, and my mood was instantly depressed.

Su Qing on the other side of the lake didn't know what was happening on the other side, but just followed Hao Chun's pace, letting her smear her face and comb her messy hair with a comb.

"You just listen to her command, it's not a difficult move, you can learn it right away. Hao Chun skillfully gestured on Su Qing's face while softly soothing her emotions.

"They asked me if I had any friends around me who were suitable for Hanfu and had a classical temperament, and I immediately thought of you, you didn't live up to your dancing skills when you were not on camera. ”

Listening to Hao Chun's praise, Su Qing was not so nervous, feeling that this was a group of people with the same hobby doing what everyone loved together, and began to look forward to the rehearsal for a while.

After a while, everyone in charge of the shooting arrived. The organizer of this video shoot is a girl majoring in dance, with a slender neck, straight legs, dressed in ink-colored Hanfu, and her loose light gauze skirt makes her feel like an independent crane.

It turned out that the girl was shooting a video of a Han-style dance for herself, but there were few girls missing to dance for herself, and Su Qing, who had dancing skills, was recommended to dance with her.

However, because there are no complicated movements in the accompanying dance, several accompanying girls have not studied dance professionally, so they still wear good Hanfu and happily come to help their friends.

At this time, one of the people turned on the music, and one of the backup dancers who already knew the movements began to demonstrate the movements, and Su Qing and several other girls who had just arrived began to follow her movements.

Su Qing had performed a similar dance when he was a child, so it was effortless to follow the demonstration of the lead dancer, and it didn't take long to do it well, with the Chinese-style songs, quite a kind of charm of dancing low willows in ancient poems.

Hao Chun watched his best friend's intently dancing moves, and didn't sit there, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and carefully recorded the other party's posture and sound at the moment.

At the end of the song, even if the willow trees were shady and the cool breeze was gusting, Su Qing's body began to sweat, and he just wanted to find a place to buy something to drink to comfort his throat that was about to burst into flames.

She went to the cold drink stall to pick up a drink, and when she had done so, she stood in front of the stall, opened the cap of the bottle and began to drink it uncontrollably.

At this time, a young man with beautiful eyebrows and a tall posture came to the cold drink stall with a single-lens reflex camera around his neck. He didn't pick too much, stretched out his hand and took a bottle of mineral water at room temperature, paid the money and was just about to leave, when he saw Su Qing.

Su Qing didn't know if it was his own delusion, as if this handsome little brother's expression was a little unnatural for a while when he saw his face, as if he had seen something unclean, and then his gaze dodged for a moment.

Su Qing thought that her clothes were stained by the drink, so she hurriedly looked down left and right, and when she was sure that something was wrong on her body, she raised her head, and the little brother with a single-lens reflex just now was gone.

Despite such a small episode, Su Qing didn't care, just thinking about drinking his drink and hurriedly walking to the location where he was going to shoot the dance video.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he was hugged by his best friend Hao Chun.

"Look at this, how about it, I'm doing a good shot!" Hao Chun opened his mobile phone like a treasure, showing Su Qing the dance video he had just shot for her.

The video was shot very carefully, avoiding everyone's figures, only shooting Su Qing's figure into the mobile phone lens, and the choice of lighting was also very appropriate.

Su Qing looked at himself on the screen, strange and familiar, and felt a small sense of joy when he completed something, urging Hao Chun to send this dance video to his mobile phone and prepare to collect it.

"What? You just put it in your phone and get moldy, and you are blind to my shooting skills!" Hao Chun was very disdainful when he found out that Su Qing only planned to hide this video in his mobile phone.

"Such a good-looking girlfriend, such a superb shooting, we have to show off. Hao Chun himself immediately uploaded the video to the Internet, and also snatched Su Qing's mobile phone and helped her post a Weibo: The weather is good, I and my favorite girlfriend in the world have come to shoot a video. Then attached the Su Qing dancing she had just filmed.

While Su Qing and Hao Chun were talking and laughing, the lead dancer who organized the video shooting of the national style dance suddenly stopped Su Qing.

"You are Su Qing, right? My name is Song Yuelou, I am the leader of the dance today, and I am also a national style dancer. "The leading dancer I saw today greeted her generously.

"Hello, I'm Su Qing who came with Hao Chun to help. Su Qing felt that the other party not only had an outstanding temperament, but also was very easy to get along with.

"You danced too, I can see it at once. Song Yuelou saw Su Qing's performance and wanted to make further friends.

"Everyone is working very hard, but you're outstanding, and when you're shooting, I think you can stand in a more prominent position and add a few more movements. ”

Then he began to show Su Qing which actions to add.

When the music started again, Su Qing stretched his arms to the beat with his heart, stood on tiptoe and lowered his arms. At this time, the first climax of the music came, and all the girls raised the fan at the same time, then changed their positions, put down the fan in their hands, and then lifted the light gauze skirt and turned around.

After the rehearsal, the next video shooting work went smoothly, the dancing girls cooperated tacitly, no one made any mistakes, and it was successfully completed after only one shot.

Song Yuelou, who wanted to send the video, was very satisfied, and said that this video of the ancient style dance will definitely be a hit, and when the video editing is completed in a few days, he will definitely send it to everyone as soon as possible so that everyone can enjoy the works he participated in.

Then everyone exchanged contact information and said goodbye.

Su Qing left with Hao Chun, and the two were going to have a meal together before parting.

"You're still wearing this, you look like it very much. Hao Chun watched Su Qing carefully carry her pink skirt as she entered the door and went up the stairs to avoid tripping, but she herself didn't change into this dress in any fitting room in the mall, so she quipped.

"I always feel that when I wear this dress, I am not the usual me. It may be because the experience of wearing it to accomplish something gave Su Qing a sense of ritual, and Su Qing was not so unaccustomed to looking at this somewhat obstructive dress at this time.

"You can't keep this dress, it's Song Yuelou's, but you can buy it again. Get ready to step into the pit of Hanfu, eat the soil girl!" Hao Chun successfully pulled his girlfriend into the world of Hanfu.

At the table two or three tables away from them, Zheng Li glanced at them and turned his head again.

"It's the third time I've met that copycat girl today, could it be that I, the original designer, just watched her swaggering around in my copycat clothes?"

"Wow, someone at the bottom of your Weibo comment said that I knew the girl who wore a copycat Hanfu. He Junzhi buried his head in looking at his mobile phone and said suddenly.