Time seemed to stop, and Qiao Feiyan stroked the cloth buttons under her shoulders like that, undecided, motionless.

After a while, I heard Xie Yucheng ask through the thin screen, "Okay, okay, try this one again!" As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a whirring sound, and a ball of clothing was thrown up, turned over the screen, and suddenly spread out like a fishnet, and covered her head with a wrapping head.

By the touch of the touch, she knew that it was also a satin garment, because it was as delicate and firm as it was on the cheeks and the ear wheels. It was easy to lift the face that had just been revealed, and I took a breath, but I heard a heavy object on my waist being torn off by my clothes and falling to the ground with a bang.

It is the classic famous gun of the mirror box that she usually carries with her, the golden rooster ring eye full of grooves to the sky, the most successful imitation imitated by the Dagukou Arsenal, and even a knock-off that is slightly better than the original - at this moment, it is lying quietly in the empty space directly below the screen baffle, and I don't know if anyone has noticed it in the store hall outside, but Qiao Feiyan knows that as long as someone gently glances in this direction, things will be a big deal.

Carrying a weapon with her and swaggering into Ganzhou City, it does not mean that she has forgotten that the notice offering a reward for her head is still posted at the gates of the major cities.

In a hurry, she didn't even have time to turn around, her whole body leaned back, bent in reverse, stretched out her long body, and went to fish for the box gun.

However, it was already too late.

A man's hand appeared under the screen, rubbing her fingertips, reaching for the box gun, she stretched out her palms, grabbed the rough palm, and fought herself to fall on her back, and vowed to take the box gun back.

The palm of the hand seemed to have no intention of competing with her at all, and with a slight touch, she let go of it, and then she realized that it was Xie Yucheng outside the screen, and she overreacted. sorted out the situation, and the worries disappeared for a while, but at the same time, shyness suddenly struck: according to his lack of morality, today's matter will have to be buried in the future.

Under the shame, she couldn't help but panic again, the strength on her waist seemed to be taken away at once, she was no longer able to stand up, but at this moment, the soles of her feet supporting the ground slipped again, and she couldn't maintain her body anymore.

The screen made of cedar wood is as thin as paper. As soon as he hit it slightly, he was pushed open by her.

The eyes suddenly brightened, "Eh~ be careful." Xie Yucheng exclaimed, stretched out his hand to hold the screen that was about to fall, the familiar voice was cordial, but there was a bit of ridicule inside.

At this time, the instinct of years of martial arts practice suddenly exploded, and she let out a low cry in her heart, bending into the graceful shape of a longbow, like a spring full of strength, and bounced up with the momentum. The sloping screen, the wooden ceiling, the incandescent light bulb under the beams, and a small cobweb on it, swirled before her eyes, and in an instant she quickly returned to her normal posture under her head and feet.

turned around, but saw that the eyes of the whole store were brushed and cast over.

Everyone saw that the screen of the fitting room was suddenly lifted, and a beautiful girl with a long figure came out of it, standing proudly like a chrysalis into a butterfly, and everyone in the store was stunned.

For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on her amazing beauty and heroic hair, but no one paid attention to her slightly messy sideburns, the many clothes on her body that were messily wrapped around like a beggar gang leader, and the black box gun that was half-hidden and half-hidden in her hand.

However, when Xie Yucheng saw it, he couldn't help but hurriedly stepped forward, stretched his hands and covered her. Of course, she knew that his original intention was to help cover up, but this kind of action was a complete hooligan act in the eyes of others in the store, including Lu Qing and Lu Ting.

How can there be time to explain and circumvent at this time? Finally, she reacted quickly, and her hands shook in the light of light, and the hems of the two silk shirts wrapped around her body flew without wind, blocking between Xie Yucheng and herself, and directly covering the eyes of others completely.

When the flying clothes fell and fell again, their arms had been placed on her, and the box gun, which had almost caused trouble, was naturally covered in the sack-like messy clothes.

How many winds and waves she has gone through in her life, but how have she ever been so embarrassed in front of the public and in front of everyone? At this moment, Xie Yucheng in front of her saw that the crisis was eliminated, not only did he not help her embarrassing situation, but he suddenly became as if he didn't know himself, and looked at him with a mocking face, as if he was laughing at a country girl who was ugly and obedient in front of people in the city.

Seeing her beautiful eyes swept coldly, she snorted, and casually tightened the two silk shirts that were randomly wrapped around her body, turned around with her head held high, opened her long legs, and walked towards the door of the store regardless of it.

Her invincible look and posture are like a proud peacock, although the silk shirt wrapped around her body is messy, but because of her bright clothes, her figure and steps are very beautiful, in the eyes of Xie Yucheng, a good young man in the 21st century, it is more like a world supermodel proudly walking on the catwalk.

The customers in the hall had just come back to their senses a little, and they were stunned again...... Beauty is beautiful, but, cough cough, this young man is too old now, right?

Seeing her step out of the store, Lu Ting hurriedly followed: "Eh, sister, sister!" ”

It took a long time for the shopkeeper and the men to come back to their senses, and when they saw that there was still the woman's companion standing in front of the counter, a young man in a long robe, they were stunned to realize that he was waiting to settle the bill.

After settling the account, Xie Yucheng and Lu Qing pushed Zhu Deshui and walked out of the store to the street, only to see all kinds of guigns hanging on the street, and the stone road winding into the depths of the city, and finally disappeared into the rows of streets and alleys.

So, in the city of Ganzhou in the 24th year of the Republic of China, such a strange scene appeared on a certain street:

A man in a long shirt led a few short-clothed gangs, pushing a middle-aged man in a wheelchair, hurriedly chasing forward.

Not far in front of them, a handsome little girl with pigtails stumbled.

At the front, there was a transcendent, heaven-like woman, whose peerless face was blooming like flowers, and her delicate and slender figure was wrapped in a few bright satin shirts like a beggar gang elder wrapped in a broken sack, and her long legs were so slender that they were unreasonable and miserable......

Such a wonderful combination that is pleasing to the eye, no matter where you go, how many streets and alleys you walk, it is logical to stick to the eyes of young men and women in how many streets and alleys. Both men and women have equally enthusiastic eyes. Men are surprised and muai, and women are envy and hatred.

On this day, it also happened that the official office of the Ganzhou Administration held a celebration party and press conference for the New Life Movement, which was a social movement with political and economic implications led by the Standing Committee Chairman, and was only carried out in southern Gan, a region that had just calmed down, after the investigation of the turmoil.

According to the grapevine, if it weren't for the fact that the Standing Committee Chairman was investigating the chaos in the southwest and would not be able to separate, he would have been the one presiding over the grand meeting today.

However, although Chang Gong did not come, he asked the vice minister of foreign affairs to invite many envoys in China and reporters from European and American newspapers to come and praise the grand meeting through various connections.

In addition, dignitaries, business and political celebrities, and newspaper reporters from neighboring provinces and local areas have also gathered in this magnificent official residence.

At this time, several ladies and ladies were drinking afternoon tea in the backyard, and they didn't know which one was sharp-eyed, and they inadvertently caught a glimpse of this strange scene on the street through the fence.

The owners and editors of the European and American newspapers headed by the "London Political and Economic Daily," "Dayang Daily," and "Manhattan Watch," and reporters from various parties headed by the "Bulletin," "Jiangyou Daily," and "New Life Weekly" saw this, and hurriedly took out their cameras and set them up on the lawn.

Seeing this frame, the fairy-like person seemed to be a little flustered, his long legs were frequently staggered, and his feet were faster, so fast that he didn't get dusty.

When the press workers set up their cameras and turned on the spotlights, they were about to click and press wildly, when the combination of fairy and goblin turned around in panic like an elk that had strayed into the city, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Among the reporters were the more clever, and they couldn't wait for someone to open the back door, so they climbed over the fence, carried their cameras, and chased along the street, but they didn't want to be blocked by a few reckless men hiding on the corner of the street, and they could only watch the people go away without a trace.

However, there are still lucky ones who are quick to move and capture a few backs.

It was the editor-in-chief of the little-known "Oriental Fashion" in China, during his study in Europe and the United States, he had gone deep into the East African continent to collect style, and he was proud of his life, which was still very clumsy in this era, and took a few photos of cheetahs flying after antelopes, and won a number of photography awards in Europe and the United States.

It is precisely because of this that after returning to China, he scoffed at the olive branches thrown by many major newspapers in China, and raised funds to found "Oriental Fashion", with the main purpose of excavating the beauty in traditional culture and finding a point of convergence with Western aesthetics, with the aim of rebuilding national confidence.

It's just that the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

In this era of longing for ****, his own ideals and the publications he founded are equally unpopular. After running the newspaper for more than two years, the "Oriental Style" he founded not only has no popularity in front of the general public, but when he meets his peers, he is more willing to discuss his photographic techniques with him, rather than the "Oriental Style" that he is proud of.

At that time, when this talented man, with his speed far exceeding the speed of others, set up the camera earlier than anyone else, the fairy-like beauty was about to turn into the corner. Quickly adjusted the focus, quickly pressed the shutter, click, click, took two shots, and from experience he felt that the photographic effect was ideal. Immediately afterwards, the target of the movement quickly changed angles, and he habitually rotated the camera with the same agility as he had photographed cheetahs and antelopes.

However, his damn camera, which he had picked up from the Paris thrift market due to financial constraints, had dropped its chain at this critical moment and couldn't turn, yes, it couldn't turn. In desperation, he kicked it out, and the camera's clumsy frame finally jumped and turned, and was aimed at the right angle.

Click, click, click, three more shots, and then, he never had a chance again.

Even, when the colleagues who had climbed out of the fence returned from the street one after another, the official residence of the administrative office checked the identity of the invited reporter editor-in-chief again in order to prevent the reporter from taking the opportunity to infiltrate the party elements, and found that he had not been mixed in with an invitation letter but by bribing the cook, so he immediately reprimanded and expelled him.

Subsequently, in order to shoot full film, he had to collect wind on both sides of the Ganjiang River, and it was not until more than 20 days later that he returned to Shanghai by boat.

That issue of "Oriental Fashion" became so famous that it was reprinted at 9 a.m. that day, which was in short supply, and reprinted twice at noon, which was still in short supply...... On this day, "Oriental Fashion" was reprinted five times, and after finishing work, he hurriedly investigated the reason and found that the main reason turned out to be a picture and text in the supplement.

The picture is the street scene he took in Ganzhou, a bluestone street leads to the depths of the market, the shops on the street are lined up, integrating Western style and strong Hakka style, the arcade with tile brick walls, and the old man weaving bamboo on the street in the distance, forming this street scene of the alternating old and the new. A long and slender body, draped in silk shoulders and windbreaker-style curtains, is moving over-proportional long legs, appearing on the golden framing line in the photo, due to the relationship between the shooting angle, this figure is slightly tilted, which makes people easily produce a wonderful association, as if she is walking between tradition and modernity, walking between folk customs and fashion.

After discovering the reason for the publication's best-selling work, the editor-in-chief was so excited that he hurriedly published several photos of other protagonists of the same protagonist in the "Oriental Fashion" of that time, accompanied by more meaningful depth and emotional tension. For a time, "Oriental Fashion" Luoyang paper was expensive, and sales soared. Newspapers of all sizes in the north and south, and the press inside and outside the port vied with each other to reprint it. Later, after being edited by the owners of newspapers from various countries who had personally experienced the incident, it was even spread to Europe and the United States.

For a time, the trend caused by this photo swept the fashion industry in the East and the West, and made the women's clothing of the royal families compete to learn from it, and even until the end of this century, several photos of Princess Diana captured by the paparazzi on the Champs-Élysées show that the style of the princess's clothing still has traces of this photo.

The influence of this photo at that time, in addition to establishing the status of "Oriental Fashion" in the fashion industry and the press industry, also made domestic and foreign talent scouts and European and American fashion bigwigs still tirelessly conduct carpet searches in Ganzhou City and its surrounding areas for the next two years.

It was not until the outbreak of the Great War and the change of news perspective that this kind of "glamorous sound" came to an end temporarily.

The wave caused by a photo is so far-reaching, which was far from being expected by the photographers and communicators at the time.

Of course, that's all for later.