White Lotus Drops Mathura Field [Transmigration Book]

Qin Zhizhou dug deep into the bottom line, but Yun Ci always answered that he hadn't seen it.

Seeing that Yunci couldn't get any questions out of his mouth, Qin Zhizhou stopped asking and took off his crumpled long skirt.

Yun Ci didn't dare to look at Qin Zhizhou, Qin Zhizhou didn't shy away from it, and changed clothes openly under Yun Ci's nose.

The ethnic costumes prepared by the program group were not red, Yunci took a brown and a blue Mongolian robe, Qin Zhizhou wore the brown one, tied with a gold thread belt, the waist of the bee was slashed, and the snow became a peak. .

Qin Zhizhou brushed his long hair back and tugged at the front of his head: "It's a bit crowded, but it doesn't affect the movement."

Yunci complained that you are too big.

Kung Fu Yunci changed into the blue Mongolian robe after Qin Zhizhou changed into the Mongolian robe and went out to wash.

The slender and well-fitting robe was wrapped in a well-fitting robe, completely free of Qin Zhizhou's distress of being a little cramped.

After tidying up Yunci, we arrived at the meeting point.

There were guests standing in twos and threes at the meeting place, seeing Yun Ci's eyes light up, he leaned over to chat with Yun Ci.

"Sister, look at Lin Shenlu."

The lyrics winked at Yunci.

Yunci glanced at Lin Shenlu from the corner of his eye. The robe on his body was milky white, and the collar was embroidered with gold thread, which looked a little out of place.

Yunci asked the lyrics: "Look at what he is doing?"

The lyrics whispered: "Sister, can't you see it?"

"See what?"

"Lin Shenlu's women's style!"

Yun Ci suddenly realized, and finally understood why his robe didn't fit well.

The lyrics gloated: "I'm a fool, and I still wear women's clothes. No, the clothes of the program group are all based on the guests. If Lin Shenlu is wearing women's clothes, I'm sure some of you girls are wearing men's clothes."

The audience is already laughing like crazy.

When a viewer on the grassland was following the show, he found that the little fresh meat in it was actually wearing a women's Mongolian robe, and sent a barrage.

[Is it my eyesight? That Lin Shenlu is wearing women's clothing, right?]

[True or fake, I can't see any difference]

[Hahahahahahahahaha, women's big guys]

[You read that right, I am Mongolian, and he is indeed wearing women's clothing]

[Laughing to death, risking everything for business]

[Wait, Lin Shenlu is wearing women's clothing, is there a female guest wearing men's clothing?]

[Look for it, look for it]

Not only were the audience looking for it, but the lyrics were also carefully scrutinized. After a while, they found clues: "Sister, Qin Zhizhou seems to be wearing men's clothing."

Qin Zhizhou's clothes were brought by Yunci. She got up early and was the first to pick out the clothes. Unexpectedly, she picked out a men's suit at a glance, and Qin Zhizhou wore it away.

【Found it, it's Qin Zhizhou】

[Suddenly feel that they are a bit compatible]

[With leg hair, take away our family Zhiri, fans of Lin Bitch's family don't want to touch porcelain]

[Our idols are the best, Lin bitch and brainless fans get away]

The fans of Lin Shenlu's family are not easy to save fuel, and they all end up tearing each other up.

Qin Zhizhou and Lin Shenlu didn't know that they were wearing the wrong clothes, and they didn't react until they heard the director's reminder.

Lin Shenlu suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to increase exposure.

The Oolong program team will definitely not let it go, and it can be used for hype. He is in the center of the topic, and he can attract attention without any effort.

The program group wanted to use the wrong clothes to hype, Lin Shenlu had another purpose, as for Qin Zhizhou wearing men's clothes, it didn't matter, no one mentioned changing clothes at all.

The lyrics twittered in Yun Ci's ear like a sparrow: "Look at Lin Shenlu's complacency, those who don't know think he and Qin Zhizhou are wearing couple outfits."

Yun Ci was a little awkward, and walked up to Qin Zhizhou: "Sister Qin, tell the program team to change clothes."

Qin Zhizhou tugged at the hem of the skirt: "No need to change it, I can't tell."

Lin Shenlu grabbed the words from the side: "Sister Qin is wearing this Mongolian robe, elegant yet majestic, and her temperament fits best."

[Bitch Lin's words are shameless, then the women's Mongolian robe you are wearing is coquettish and bitch-like, and it fits you better]

[Lin whore must die, rubbing the heat every day, sucking other people's blood]

Some Wei Fans of Qin Zhizhou have long disliked Lin Shenlu, thinking that he is a dodder, clinging to Qin Zhizhou, a towering tree, to make a living.

Yun Ci insisted on asking Qin Zhizhou to change clothes, Qin Zhizhou pondered: "You don't have to wait for me for breakfast later."

Lin Shenlu was anxious when he heard this: "Sister Qin, I think your clothes look good."

Before he finished speaking, the director announced that he would have breakfast in a yurt not far away.

No one paid any attention to Lin Shenlu, and the group walked towards the yurt.

Qin Zhizhou went to the opposite place.

When Yunci left, she was worried, and looked back at Qin Zhizhou. Qin Zhizhou was not in the state when he got up in the morning, and his mind wandered away from time to time.

It was not until the lyrics urged Yunci to speed up and keep up with other guests.

The program team prepared a sumptuous breakfast, fragrant milk tea, crispy and sweet porridge, thin-skinned siu mai with plenty of stuffing, white and fat yurts, and a large plate of hand-held meat, sizzling with oil Mongolian Pie.

After having a nutritious and delicious breakfast, the sun had already climbed very high. They waited for a while, but Qin Zhizhou was late.

He was still wearing the brown men's Mongolian robe.

After approaching, Yun Ci saw that Qin Zhizhou had a rare sad look on his face, absent-mindedly tore a piece of pie and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it randomly and swallowed it before participating in the next activity.

"Sister Qin, you eat too little. According to the usual virtues of the program group, the task in the morning will definitely not be easy. You have to replenish your physical strength so that our group can win."

Others also advised Qin Zhizhou to eat more.

Qin Zhizhou sat down with a lot of preoccupations, restless and still ate his breakfast gracefully.

She just took advantage of breakfast to go to the director and got the list of people attending the party.

There is no one named You Ci on the list.

She was beginning to believe now that her sister had sneaked in.

She resisted the urge to send someone to find her sister, hoping to make her sister fall in love with her through her own efforts, and agreed to meet her personally.

When Qin Zhizhou was eating, Yun Ci's eyes kept lingering on her and Lin Shenlu. Now Yun Ci saw that the Mongolian robes of the two were not pleasing to the eye, and she wanted to take off Qin Zhizhou's clothes.

After Qin Zhizhou had finished his breakfast, the program team announced that they would bring guests to experience various Mongolian customs.

To put it bluntly, it is to bring guests to eat, drink and have fun.

Yan Le cheered immediately, except for the lyrics and Lin Shenlu, the rest of the faces were obviously happy, even Wei Xiangxia, who was taciturn, raised the corners of his mouth.

It's the first time I come to the lyrics, and I don't know anything about the mission of the program group to kill people. I don't understand why there is no mission in the morning, and the others are happy like a holiday.

Yun Ci didn't enjoy playing at all, Lin Shenlu dangled in front of her eyes when she was archery, and the hem of women's robes fluttered in the wind, Yun Ci felt depressed and failed ten times.

After finally surviving the morning, when it was time for a short time, Yunci picked up her mobile phone and left the yurt, and walked in the southeast direction until she could no longer see the yurt.

There is no human habitation around, only the endless prairie and the howling northwest wind.

Yunci knelt down and dialed Qin Zhizhou's number for the first time outside of [-] o'clock on a Friday night. Qin Zhizhou was lazily lying on the bed with his eyes closed when the phone buzzed. With a glance, the careless expression on his face was swept away.

She sat upright and answered the phone: "Hello, sister."