027 Demon Foursome
027 Demon Foursome
Even though there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in their hearts, the three girls still had to hold their foreheads and weep, and left in chagrin. The small and small sign was like a death notice, staring directly into the eyes of the others, as if they were not angry with the dead.
"Let's go, let's go, oops, don't look at it, they won't be open for business for a long time." Lin Xiaoxiao desperately dragged Zhang Nan, who couldn't move his footsteps, how much does this guy want to eat Sichuan food?
"Are there any other Sichuan restaurants nearby?" Qin Wanyan asked. She doesn't often go out of school to eat, and she rarely goes home, so she basically solves it in the school cafeteria, so she doesn't know much about the restaurants in the south of the city. She knew that Zhang Nan liked to eat spicy food, and she had been hungry for a long time.
Lin Xiaoxiao is different, although she is not a local, but she often runs out alone on weekends and walks around, and she is more familiar with the area south of the city, so she pushed Zhang Nan and said, "Don't you just want to eat Sichuan food!" Sister will take you to another restaurant! ”
The three girls walked side by side, a beautiful scenery on the road.
******
Solving the problem of food and clothing is the first important thing in this world, and when the three girls who are infinitely satisfied after being full of tea and food come out of the Sichuan restaurant, they are obviously full of oil and endless aftertaste.
Zhang Nan's tender pink lips have almost turned into a sausage mouth at the moment, so you can imagine how spicy she is eating.
Walking on the tree-lined path of the school, humming a little song, taking broken steps, not to mention how carefree it is.
The breeze was blowing, bringing with it the breath of some eccentrics in fancy costumes.
"Huh? Why do you see this group of people again? Qin Wanyan said suspiciously.
I remember that on the way to the No. 2 cafeteria with He Xiaohan in the morning, I saw a lot of students wearing red, blue and yellow wigs, dressed as island country anime characters, walking around, I don't know what they were busy with, it was now half past three in the afternoon, and the three of them planned to walk through the campus to the commercial street, and they saw this group of weirdos again.
Zhang Nan is a Japanese anime fan, when she saw many of her favorite characters cosplayed by students, she was both excited and depressed, excited that the two-dimensional thing actually appeared so vividly in front of her, and depressed because some students' appearances were too ugly and low, completely lowering the original work to a notch.
There are also some people who are not anime characters from the cosplay island country, but characters in cosplay games, like two of them, a man and a woman, the man is wearing armor and holding a prop axe in his hand, and the woman is wearing a red military uniform and has a one-foot-long green shell muskete in his hand.
Qin Wanyan has been playing the game for so long, and she still has this bit of vision, and she suddenly became excited: Is this in the world?
Although Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't play games, she doesn't lose interest in island country anime, but she is curious when she looks at the two girls on the left and on the right, and she simply dispelled the idea of going shopping.
"Do you want to see it? Then I'll go too! Anyway, the shopping street is there, and you can go tomorrow if you want to go shopping. ”
Lin Xiaoxiao made such a proposal, and sure enough, she quickly won the approval of the two girls, and each threw a grateful look, as if to say, "You still understand me!" ”
The flow of people came and went, although there were a lot of people, but there was a lot of people gathered in front of them, wearing colorful gauze or mini leather skirts with tight tops, they guessed that it was the location of the event, and when they looked closer, there was a large pink banner on both sides, and on both sides were gorgeous propaganda prints, on which there were all kinds of exquisite character modeling shows, which looked tall.
The banner reads: W University 3rd Cosplay Contest Registration Office.
The organizer is the school's cosplay club, which rents the space of the Student Council Sports Department and gathers all students from the school to participate.
The requirements for the activity are also very simple: all content related to anime, games and other role-playing are eligible for registration, bring your own costumes, and the specific performance content is not limited, it can be plot simulation, dance performance, game life-related, in short, as long as it is combined with cosplay, you can sign up to participate.
The organizer welcomes all kinds of (wonderful) entries, based on the principle of "a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend", and the winning group will be selected after two rounds of screening, and the top three will be rewarded with exquisite gifts.
Qin Wanyan and others are not very interested in these cookie-cutter publicity methods, the only thing they are interested in is that they can have a cosplay that they write, direct and act.
As soon as Qin Wanyan saw the words "homemade clothing", her eyes lit up. During the Qing Dynasty, she was good at female red, but since she crossed over, four years have passed like a white horse, and she has never touched a needle and thread.
The competition is secondary, and if she can make a few sets of clothes from the era when she was born and wear them for her good friends, it will make her feel very happy.
Qin Wanyan said: "Otherwise, let's sign up for it!" I'll make you clothes! ”
"You make clothes? Are you sure?? (>_