"Xiao Gu, are you okay, are you feeling unwell?"

Just as Gu Fang was buried in his forehead, Miss Ma's concerned voice came from above.

Gu Fang was startled, and hurriedly raised his head and said, "No, I'm fine." ”

Miss Ma looked at her dark circles and said, "It looks like I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Gu Fang nodded and said, "Well, I'm a little insomnia." Thinking about the cause of her insomnia, her face burned.

Miss Ma immediately put on a look of I am a person who came over, folded her hands at the front desk, leaned her head over, and asked in a gossipy manner, "Have a boyfriend?" ”

Gu Yifang shook his head and said, "No, it's because I participated in the activities of the National Wind Club yesterday, and I was a little excited to participate for the first time, so I lost sleep." ”

"Kokufusha?" Miss Ma had a question mark on her face, "What's that?" ”

Gu Fang hesitated a little, so he had to try to explain: "It is a university club, which mainly promotes the national style, and the national style mainly refers to our country...... traditional costumes. ”

"Oh, that's it, do you mean the cheongsam?" Miss Ma straightened up as she spoke, stood up to the proud peak, and gestured: "I still like cheongsam, but I can't wear it here, my skeleton is too big, and I don't look good when I wear it, and many clothes can only be worn in European size." ”

After she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something, and snapped her fingers elegantly and said, "By the way, I have a small dress that looks a bit like a cheongsam, and I will wear it to you at the annual meeting." ”

Gu Fang nodded awkwardly, and decided to explain a few words: "Miss Ma, in fact, the national style I am talking about is a little earlier than the cheongsam, which was worn by those ancient people, alas, I don't know how to explain it." ”

Miss Ma said: "Oh, that's the costume in the TV series?" ”

The more Gu Yifang wanted to explain, but the more she didn't know how to explain, she always felt that if she used the "Book of Songs" to explain, the more she would talk, the more confused she became, listening to Miss Ma mention costume dramas, she had a flash of inspiration in her mind and said: "Yes, but it's not the kind of martial arts drama, it's the kind of clothes in "Dream of Red Mansions". ”

Miss Ma sighed, not very interested, she looked at Gu Yifang and said, "Xiao Gu, you used to like this kind of clothes, but you look quite like Lin Daiyu." ”

Yes? Lin Daiyu is a melon seed face, where is she like? Gu Fang said: "How come, I'm not as good-looking as her." ”

Miss Ma said: "I mean feeling, temperament, not about looks, you actually look quite delicate, if you were born more than ten years earlier, maybe you can also participate in "Dream of Red Mansions", you are still quite classical, and now there are very few of you on the market." ”

Well, Gu Yifang felt that he had been certified to look very national again, and at this moment, the phone rang, and Gu Yifang quickly picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Sanmu Paper." ”

Miss Ma saw that she was in trouble, so she smiled and turned to leave, and when Gu Yi put down the phone, she saw that there were already a lot of chat records in the group, and one of the red letters was particularly eye-catching, which was naturally from Zijin's hand, "I hate those who say that the national style is an ancient costume!" I don't have long eyes. ”

Looking at the line of red letters, Gu Fang couldn't help but hold his forehead again and smile bitterly.

After dinner, Gu Yifang went out to call Zhang Jiawei, and the two chatted about the follow-up of yesterday's publicity meeting.

It turned out that yesterday afternoon, Zhang Jiawei's roommates forgot to bring the keys when they went out, and they found out when they came back, so they called Zhang Jiawei and asked her to hurry back, at this time Gu Yifang was already sitting on the stage, Zhang Jiawei didn't know how long it would take, so she had to ask Lu Ming to help her transfer Gu Yifang's clothes.

Because the backstage was messy and he was afraid of losing things, Lu Ming asked a member of the club to take Zhang Jiawei to the club classroom, locked Gu Yifang's things in the closet, and then the key was kept by Lu Ming, and handed over to Gu Yifang after the event.

Zhang Jiawei listened to Gu Yifang's follow-up, and said with a little worry: "Yifang, if I leave for so long, you will be abducted." ”

Gu Yifang said: "Jiawei, I also regret it a little, I don't think I have so much time to participate in club activities. ”

Zhang Jiawei said: "Oh, my stupid side, I'm not talking about this, it's nothing to participate in club activities, don't you think that Zijin ...... Isn't it scary? You don't have a lot of Internet, do you know, I later went back and told my roommate about the Guofeng Society, and one of my roommates said that many people in the Guofeng Club are radicals. She also asked me to go to the national style post bar to see it,...... This circle seems to be a bit complicated. ”

Is it complicated? Zijin and An Jiaqi's needlepoints against Mai Mang seem to be a bit of a headache, but the other friends look good.

"I think...... Teacher Shao and Senior Sister Lixian are very good. In Gu Fang's heart, the one who gave her the most points to the National Style Club was Shao Qingyang, of course, Zhang Lixian was not bad, she was a little weak and didn't dare to mention Shao Qingyang alone, so she got involved with Zhang Lixian.

Sure enough, when it came to Teacher Shao, Zhang Jiawei's tone relaxed, "On the one hand, they are really happy in the College of Liberal Arts, there are such handsome teachers, and our teachers here are all experienced in clinical practice...... So you know, they're quite old. ”

"By the way, do you know that everyone in our dormitory has heard of him except me, and my roommate still laughs at me, and I have watched the Guofeng Club section so many times, but I didn't know that there was such a handsome guy." The more Zhang Jiawei spoke, the more her eyebrows fluttered.

Gu Yifang was also sweet in his heart when he heard this, and asked Youyou, "Then do you think Teacher Shao will be a radical?" ”

Zhang Jiawei said: "He? He's not like .......,If you say that.,It seems that our glorious national style society.,It's not the same as the painting style of the post bar.,But it's better for you to be careful.。 ”

"Well, I'll be careful." Gu Fang nodded and said, "That...... Jiawei, do you think the national style is good-looking? If you have the chance, will you wear the national style? ”

"It's good-looking, but it's always embarrassing to dress like that, and it's inconvenient, right? But...... If you want to take pictures, I'd be happy, hey, one party, when we graduate, let's take a set of national style photos. If you take pictures, it's good to wear the national style, and there are a lot of people on the BBS. Zhang Jiawei proposed.

"Okay, then I'll have to work hard to graduate with you." Gu Yifang listened to Zhang Jiawei's words, and felt a little lost in his heart, but Zhang Jiawei was right, when wearing the national style, it is really not convenient to move, it seems that he can only be beautiful in the second dimension after all.

"Gu Yifang, I believe you won't have any problems, waiting for you to take a graduation photo of the national style." Thinking of Gu Yifang's appearance when he wore the national style, Zhang Jiawei actually wanted to try it, but it was better to show it in front of everyone and participate in activities.

"Jiawei ......" Gu Yifang walked around the telephone line, standing on tiptoe on one toe, she wanted to talk to Zhang Jiawei about Shao Qingyang again, but she didn't want to expose her heart, so she had to make a bend around the boss and said: "Listen to what you said, I'm a little afraid of the Guofeng Club now, Mr. Shao is the person in charge of the Guofeng Club, you ...... I think Mr. Shao ...... He...... Is it reliable? ”

Zhang Jiawei didn't hear Gu Fang's thoughts, and chuckled: "Classmate Yifang, haven't you heard that appearance is justice?" He's certainly reliable. ”

Hearing Zhang Jiawei say this, Gu Yifang hurriedly followed her words and said, "No, so unprincipled, do you like him?" ”

Zhang Jiawei said: "I like it, it's just that kind of like, just look at it." Don't you like it? Don't you think he's handsome? ”

Gu Yifang was glad that she was not in front of Zhang Jiawei at the moment, but spoke to her over the phone, she could control her voice, but she couldn't control her blushing, so she blew a cold wind in her face and said against her will: "I think he gave a good speech, and I admired him a little, you know, I didn't listen to a class in college." ”

Zhang Jiawei said: "Oh, he is very good at giving a lecture, and the lecture should not be boring, but a teacher like him should not be unique in Guanghua, our old man Liu here is more fun to lecture than him, but he has no appearance." Hey, to be honest, it's a pity that Mr. Shao is a teacher, otherwise I would be even more nymphomaniac. ”

Gu Fang said: "Why? Are teachers bad? ”

Zhang Jiawei said: "How can the teacher be good? I am still a teacher in the Faculty of Letters, and I can't imagine falling in love with such a person. ”