Just after the Taoist priest finished teaching the basic etiquette knowledge, I saw a young lady wearing a white gauze skirt walking slowly towards the front desk.

She was holding a wooden plate in her hand. On the plate was a neatly folded Hanfu. The Hanfu was the bright yellow color.

Mo Zhiran understood as soon as she saw the dress. This was the end of the theoretical knowledge and it was time to practice!

Every girl has a dream in her heart of wearing a traditional dress with fluttering skirts.

Imagine that you are like a beautiful fairy, spinning around among the flowers, and the expanded skirt unfolds like a lotus leaf.

Mo Zhiran was no exception.

She looked at the dress that the young lady brought over, and couldn't help but feel excited, imagining how beautiful it would be when it was spread out in front of her.

Is it the fairy spirit of fairies or the agility of elves?

The clothes are bright yellow, so when you spin them, will they look like a tulip?

Mo Zhiran was already intoxicated, her childhood dream was about to come true.

But when the young lady unfolded the clothes in front of her, three crows flew over Mo Zhiran's head.

This, this, this... who can tell me what this is?

Bright yellow is bright yellow, but not that bright yellow.

I saw a blue dragon painted on the left arm, a white tiger painted on the right arm, three banners on the left shoulder and right shoulder, and a black and white Tai Chi symbol painted in the center of the chest.

Are you sure this is not a Taoist priest's uniform?

Mo Zhiran looked at the gray Taoist priest uniform that the Taoist priest was wearing, and then at her own bright yellow Taoist priest uniform, and was silent. Isn't this a suit that the Taoist priest bought to save money...

Shocked, Mo Zhiran still put on the incredible clothes. After all, the teaching conditions here were limited, and she couldn't be too demanding.

But when she couldn't help but look in the mirror, she couldn't help but stamp her feet in collapse.

These large sleeves, this blindingly bright color, probably even reflective clothing would not be as safe when going out at night.

Mo Zhiran's girlish heart was dead, and she resigned herself to her fate and returned to the Taoist Priest.

Nothing could arouse the turmoil in her heart.

She finally understood the legendary feeling of seeing through the mortal world, but she had not understood it for many years. She immediately understood it after wearing a piece of clothing.

She even felt that if she had a cloud now, she would definitely be able to soar immediately.

The Taoist priest watched Mo Zhiran put on the clothes and nodded with satisfaction.

Mo Zhiran guessed that the teacher's satisfaction was definitely due to the fact that she and she were wearing the same clothes. Does this mean we should be ugly together?

Who knows, the Taoist priest gently twirled her mustache and said slowly, "The Hanfu blind box opened well this time."

Mo Zhiran:...

Emotions are Hanfu blind boxes. Mo Zhiran has never heard of Hanfu blind boxes that can produce any good Hanfus. They are all weird things, like prison uniforms, shrimp soldier and crab general uniforms, Maitreya Buddha uniforms...

Just as Mo Zhiran was complaining endlessly, she heard a tingling sound in her ears.

[Task Tips: Turn your head quickly and step without shaking]

[The host is asked to complete the task within the specified time. Each failure will be punished. After completing the punishment, you will be given a chance to try again. 】

The Taoist priest over there was still explaining incessantly, and Mo Zhiran here received the task of the system.

But Bu Yao, where did Bu Yao come from?

She was wearing a Taoist priest's uniform, with only a Taoist priest's hat with two long ribbons on her head.

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