Cosplay black and white matching

Regardless of the turmoil on the Internet, those who participated in the filming did not come out to say anything.

If you send something deliberately because of this, it seems to be very important to this point.

What's more, although there are many people who care about this point, more people still pay more attention to the quality of the film.

Another day, An Jiayan left the bedroom wearing a black dress.

Ji Baisheng was sitting with Ji Yang watching a basketball game.

Ji Yang saw An Jiayan's outfit for the first time, and quickly clapped his hands a few times, "It looks good!"

Hearing the sound, Ji Baisheng took a bite of the banana next to his mouth, and clapped along while still holding the banana in his hand, saying indistinctly, "Mmm, it looks good." But his eyes were still fixed on the TV.

An Jiayan sneered, and threw a piece of clothing on Ji Baisheng's head, covering his sight completely.

Ji Baisheng pulled the clothes off his head, and heard An Jiayan say: "This one belongs to you."

Hearing this, Ji Yang took the clothes from Ji Baisheng's hands, unfolded them, and found that it was a dress of the same style as An Jiayan's, but the color was white, and the size was made according to Ji Baisheng's figure.

Ji Yang smiled, mistaking Ji Baisheng's look at him for help, "To make your sister-in-law happy, ahem..." He held back his smile, "Just follow her."

Dead fish eye Ji Baisheng: ...

An Jiayan: "I didn't ask Bai Sheng to wear it now," she smiled, "I asked him to wear it when I dance with me."

Ji Baisheng finished his last bite of banana and threw the skin into the trash can, "What dance recording?"

"I saw a dance these two days, and I wanted to dance and record it. It's just for two people." She shrugged, and suddenly squinted at Ji Baisheng, "Just ask, do you want a date?!"

Ji Baisheng looked at his elder brother, Ji Yang turned his head away.

Ji Baisheng blinked, "I won't."

"I can learn it if I don't know it," An Jiayan waved his hand, "I don't know how to do it now either."

Ji Baisheng: "...Oh."

"What do you mean 'oh'?"

Ji Baisheng rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.

Just at this time, his mobile phone alerted that there was a text message.

——Aze.

Ji Baisheng grabbed his phone and stood up, "Aze texted me."

Then he trotted into the room before An Jiayan could react.

Ji Yang: "...Pfft."

An Jiayan: o(#￣▽￣)==o))￣0￣")o

half an hour later

An Jiayan: "I don't care, I don't care!"

Ji Yang: "Alright, don't worry about it."

An Jiayan: "Anyway, Bai Sheng's reaction is an acquiescence!"

Ji Yang: "Yes, by default, by default."

Ji Baisheng who was about to go out to get a banana: ╮(￣⊿￣)╭

***

Yan Ze sent Ji Baisheng a text message, more precisely a MMS.

He looked at Ji Baisheng, who had been corrected by him constantly on the drawing board in front of him, and he was already exactly the same as in his impression, and he pursed his lips and smiled.

Yan Ze's students leaned over.

"Teacher, I've been drawing this painting for a few weeks. It must be my girlfriend."

Although he had asked before, Yan Ze never confirmed it, and the students asked again, just in the mood of wanting to make fun of the teacher.

After all, the current teacher-student relationship is not as strict and rigid as before, and it is more of a teacher-student relationship.

Yan Ze smiled, "Yes."

The surroundings were originally in a state of drawing and listening to gossip, and they gathered around all of a sudden, even if they didn't walk over, they didn't poke their heads.

"Let me just say it. The painting is so beautiful!"

"That's right, that's not the case with the xx demonstration last time."

"That's it."

"Oh, sure enough, I bring my own beautiful pictures to the people I like. The teacher can't avoid it."

Listening to the students talking about each other, Yan Ze raised his eyebrows: "The painting of xx, did I draw it wrong?"

Without knowing it, he replied inwardly: "There is nothing wrong."

Then he was immediately refuted by others: "Yes, why not. Teacher, your drawing is exactly the same, but you can beautify the appropriate place." The pimples on the skin can obviously be removed!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the studio laughed.

The student went on to say, "Look at your painting of your girlfriend, it's obviously beautified a lot!"

Yan Ze smiled and didn't refute.He stood up and said a little loudly, "Everyone go back to their seats and continue to draw. They are still in class."

Then booed, the students returned to their seats helplessly, and a few of them were still walking around, euphemistically saying: learning other people's painting methods.

In a corner of the studio, a girl who had met Ji Baisheng twice, whose cn name was Yiyi, and whose real name was Jin Yaoyao, was sitting there stiffly holding a pen.

***

After receiving the picture, Ji Baisheng looked left and right, and was so satisfied that he finally ran out against the noon sun to print out the picture.

In the end, he pressed the photo under the glass of the desk so that he could see it at any time.

When Ji Yang went to work, An Jiayan knocked on the door of Ji Baisheng's room not long after.

After Ji Baisheng opened the door, he was dragged into the living room to learn to dance.

With absolutely no foundation in dance, An Jiayan could understand the movements after watching them once, while Ji Baisheng could hop like a rabbit with his hands and feet, and sometimes he would not be able to stand steadily.

Even in the air-conditioned room, Ji Baisheng was sweating all over.

The movements that lasted no more than ten seconds took Ji Baisheng to grind for nearly an hour.

An Jiayan stood by and corrected her from time to time, but most of the time she was secretly laughing.

Ji Bai's life and death fish eyes look at the past: ←_←

"Cough... let's take a break, take a rest."

An Jiayan patted Ji Baisheng on the shoulder, "comforting" him, "It was like this in the beginning, it doesn't matter if you can't dance well, let's take our time."

Ji Baisheng hugged his phone and sent Yan Ze to WeChat for comfort.

【(っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)——fome Baisheng】

【What's wrong? (._.`)——fome Azer]

Being ridiculed (╥╯﹏╰╥)... Ji Baisheng, who was about to send it like this, thought about it, and then deleted each word.

That does not work.

Hmm... He should post something to show that he is very strong, always showing weakness, and then the image of himself in his heart will be gone?

【I'm amazing! ——fome Bai Sheng]

Yan Ze: ...

Did his cell phone miss receiving something?

Yan Ze thought for a while, and it was still the same after refreshing WeChat several times, so he restarted it again.

But he did not receive more news.

Yan Ze smiled wryly, he should get used to it.

【Yes, you are super powerful [thumbs] - fome Aze】

In short, it is definitely right to praise hard.

Yan Ze thought so.

Just as the corners of Ji Baisheng's mouth curved slightly, An Jiayan slapped him on the back.

"Watching a movie, someone recommended it to me, it should be okay."

Ji Baisheng glanced at the notebook that had been cut from the dance video to the movie, and then looked at his phone, "I'm very busy."

An Jiayan: ... Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!

[Alas (｀), there is always someone who needs me. ——fome Bai Sheng]

[...? ——fome Azer]

Immediately afterwards, Yan Ze added another text message.

[Bai Sheng, we can slow down the pace of our chat (; ̄д ̄). ——fome Azer]

【Oh... I went to help those who need me. ——fome Bai Sheng]

Ji Baisheng waited for a while, seeing that Yan Ze didn't send any more messages, so he closed the internet link.

Yan Ze looked at the last message and pondered for a long time.

Is this a new type of tail-docking similar to "I'm going to take a shower" and "I'm going to eat"?

Yan Ze tentatively replied...

【I need you too^_^——fome Aze】

And then...and then no more.

Yan Ze: ...?

***

Ji Baisheng put down his phone, causing An Jiayan to look over.

An Jiayan: "Why don't you talk anymore?"

Ji Baisheng pointed to the laptop screen, "Watch a movie."

An Jiayan smiled, and sat in a row with Ji Baisheng to watch a movie.

After playing for more than ten minutes at the beginning, Ji Baisheng pointed to the screen and asked, "Why is it a horror movie? It's still a Japanese horror movie."

An Jiayan was still eating, but he didn't take a bite after watching it for a few minutes.

Hearing Ji Baisheng's question, she replied: "I heard that watching horror movies can help you lose weight."

Ji Baisheng: "..."

After reading it, Ji Bai was at a loss.

Ji Baisheng: "Why didn't I understand."

An Jiayan: "What don't you understand?"

Ji Baisheng: "The behavior of the characters in it is illogical!"

Ji Baisheng: "Sooner or later, this screenwriter will be finished."

An Jiayan laughed out loud, and she thought for a while, "That's because there are many settings you don't know. And this movie is an adaptation of a manga. The author is Junji Ito."

"If you are interested, you can read the original manga called "Fu Jiang"."

After that, Ji Baisheng was dragged by An Jiayan to learn how to dance, and when it was almost dinner time, he was able to arrange his own time.

Thinking of the manga that An Jiayan said earlier, Ji Baisheng went to Du Niang first.

Fu Jiang's encyclopedia is not as long as that of other comic characters, and Ji Baisheng has read all of them in just a few minutes.

Both men, women and children will be attracted by Fu Jiang——

Ji Baisheng came to such a conclusion.

He also wanted to see Aze's expression attracted by him. (*/w＼*)

Huh?

Thinking of this, Ji Baisheng had a flash of inspiration.

If he cosplays Fu Jiang, can Aze cosplay the man who is attracted to Fu Jiang?

The more I think about it, the more awesome it is.

Ji Baisheng walked up and down the balcony holding his phone expectantly.

[Aze, let's cosplay Tomie! ——Bai Sheng]