Employers are also canary pissed off today

According to the different appearance characteristics, even if only relying on the way of "draping" or "winding", ancient Greek clothing can be divided into many types.

Ji Bocen finally helped Jiang Xiannian choose a unisex "Doria" look.

It not only reduces the abruptness of boys wearing women's clothing when they are on stage, but also the shape of the clothing itself is more in line with the "golden section" in aesthetics.

More importantly, it satisfied his selfish desire to prevent others from seeing Jiang Xiannian in women's clothing.

The most important feature of "Intangible Shape" style clothing is convenience. It only needs a piece of rectangular fabric, a few belts and a few pins, and it can be freely developed according to the wearer's needs and body conditions.

With such a simple and convenient level of clothing making, even if there is a performance tomorrow, the clothing preparations are completely in time.

As soon as Jiang Xiannian sent Ji Baicen's proposal and a few pictures of the patterns he drew casually to the dormitory group, everyone immediately agreed.

Xu Ziyou was the happiest.

Nothing else, because wearing women's clothes really ruined his image: "Xian Nian, you are too awesome, you can do everything!"

"Woooo, do you know that this time it really saved my life, and I hope to find a girlfriend again!"

Jiang Xiannian looked at Ji Baicen who had picked up the game controller again in the living room, and calmly clarified: "I didn't think of it."

"I didn't draw it either."

The voice fell, and the other end of the phone fell into silence.

Jiang Xiannian heard Li Minyu and the others whispering something as if they were covering the microphone.

After a while, Xu Ziyou raised his voice: "Handsome guy!"

"Xiannian boyfriend!"

"Are you listening?"

"Great kindness can't be repaid. At school, I will definitely take care of Xiannian for my elder brother. When I have a date, I will bring her to treat you two to dinner!"

Jiang Xiannian didn't expect Xu Ziyou to call out like that, the benefactor was treated as a boyfriend or something, for fear of offending Ji Baicen.

Zhang Zhang lips want to explain:

"elder brother……"

Sorry.

Before he finished speaking, Ji Baicen, who was still playing the game just now, muted the sound effects of the game at some point, sat on the sofa and said "hmm" expressionlessly.

There was no expression on his face, but his voice was neither high nor low, enough for the four roommates in the group chat voice to hear.

For a moment, Jiang Xiannian couldn't tell whether he was responding to himself or Xu Ziyou.

Xu Ziyou answered enthusiastically: "Okay, then it's settled."

After being so disturbed by him, there was no time to clarify, so Jiang Xiannian had no choice but to give up.

After another ten minutes of communication, the costumes and props were finalized.

Replying Xu Ziyou's "good night" to them, Jiang Xiannian put away his phone.

Looking at Ji Baicen with a serious expression:

"My roommate may have misunderstood my relationship with my brother."

"Sorry to trouble you, I'll make it clear to them."

Ji Baicen raised his eyelids, his movements revealed a kind of indifference, as if he didn't care about being misunderstood: "They know who I am?"

Jiang Xiannian was dumbfounded.

This is true.

He overlooked one point: After this phone call, no one knew who the so-called boyfriend was, but he did carry the label of "I already have a relationship, don't worry about it" on the outside.

And the success was brought to the point - Ji Baicen himself said that he had a contractual relationship with him that was nothing more than money and goods, so why did he still recognize Xu Ziyou's "Xiannian boyfriend".

The matter of costumes was settled, and the rehearsal schedule was improved under the hurry of all the roommates.

Jiang Xiannian stayed at the school to rehearse after class during the day, returned home in the evening, and worked as a model for Ji Baicen for two hours after dinner.

The classroom, rehearsal room, and home are three points and one line, and the life is busy and fulfilling.

This kind of busyness is different from the previous busyness of daily work: every hard work has a goal and a deadline.

One month later, he can have a relaxing winter vacation like other college students, without having to go to the part-time job platform to carefully select short-term jobs;

After three years, he can end his contract with Ji Baicen and do what he likes.

Although he doesn't know what to do.

But it is better than before, the pure exhaustion and consumption of boundless, not knowing where the end and end are.

The morning sun came in through the bay window, kissed Jiang Xiannian's eyelids a few times, and the thin eyelashes immediately cast a fan-shaped shadow on the fair skin.

Jiang Xiannian opened his eyes, sat up on the bed with his arms propped up, changed his clothes in a few minutes, and went downstairs to wash up.

Ji Baicen's house seems to have never been thought of letting others live in it at the beginning of the design.

Except for the master bedroom which is a suite, the layout of the rest of the side bedrooms is very simple. If he wants to take a shower and wash his face, he can only use the special bathroom downstairs.

Ji Bocen gets up early to exercise every morning, and the windy winter is no exception, but he turns his outdoor morning run into an indoor gym.

Came to the living room with breakfast, Ji Baicen just finished his morning exercise and went downstairs, Jiang Xiannian raised the corners of his lips and greeted him: "Brother, good morning."

In the twilight, Jiang Xiannian stood by the table, his black and white eyes were clear and penetrating, his slender eyelashes fluttered with his calm breathing, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

In an instant, it seemed as if the sound, color, light, and shadow of everything in the world were condensed on his lips.

Ji Baicen, who was walking in a smooth and steady way, suddenly made a right turn and almost stepped on the ground.

Jiang Xiannian's slightly lowered eyes opened upwards: "Brother?"

Ji Baicen held onto the stairs to stabilize his figure, looked up at him sullenly, sat down at the dining table without saying a word, and started eating breakfast without saying a word.

Jiang Xiannian frowned, opened the stool and sat opposite Ji Baicen, biting a sandwich for no apparent reason.

Among all the people he has met, Ji Bocen has the simplest mind: he is in a good mood and not in a good mood, and everything is clearly displayed in front of him.

Just like a child, his temper and happiness come out of nowhere.

Unable to figure out how he had offended him, Jiang Xiannian flipped over the whole fried egg with chopsticks, and simply lowered his head and continued cooking.

Compared to Jiang Xiannian's indifference, Ji Baicen was much unhappy.

It can even be called "incompetent rage".

Every mouthful of breakfast felt like he was swallowing himself raw, gritted his teeth fiercely, and clicked hard:

Why don't I just smile at you, why can't the whole person find Bei?

Can you be a little bit promising!

A month passed by in a hurry, and the date of the final exam—"A Midsummer Night's Dream" drama performance was getting closer and closer.

In the 317 dormitory where Jiang Xiannian lived, the rehearsal became more and more serious.

Inside the dormitory where the table was opened to leave a large open space, Xu Ziyou and Chang Qing walked up to Jiang Xiannian, with translated lines in their mouths, and they both looked thoughtful: "Xiannian, what do you say? 'Where is he? Good Demetrius, give him back to me!' Here, do I need a little more physical action?"

"There's also the rivalry scene."

"There are fewer movements, I think it's too thin; there are more movements, I think it's a bit repetitive and excessive, tsk, it's too tangled."

I can't tell whether Jiang Xiannian's words are very reasonable every time, even if it is just a little change, it will have a double positive effect on the overall effect presented; or is it because Jiang Xiannian feels very Reliable, making friends want to take care of him and treat him well, but also want to trust him and rely on him.

Unknowingly, Jiang Xiannian became the center of multiple meanings in the dormitory.When the roommates encountered problems related to their majors, they would subconsciously ask him for help.

Jiang Xiannian clasped his hands in front of his body and tilted his head in thought.

With a bang, the dormitory door was kicked open from the outside.

Li Minyu had a portion of stewed pork rice hooked on the little finger of his left hand, packed fast food between his index finger and middle finger, and two servings of beef noodles and shortbread cakes in his right hand. He appeared at the door with an exaggerated image of hanging the lunch of the whole dormitory. Smiling with a mother's loving feeling: "It's time for dinner, let's practice here in the morning, let's take a rest first."

Jiang Xiannian went up to help him get things.

Xu Ziyou was the one who never collapsed, and was the first to rush over to claim his lunch.

Chang Qing moved the table over, and several people gathered around to start cooking.

After finishing the meal, Li Minyu said hello: "We are too European. We just reported to the costume management room that we want to use ancient Greek classic costume styles, and they provided us with a batch of costumes that can be used to make clothes." Rectangular cloth, I brought it back yesterday and put it in the storage room, try wrapping it around your body after eating."

Hearing this, Xu Ziyou and the others were immediately attracted by the novelty and fun way of dressing, and crowded into the storage room one after another.

"Xu Ziyou, get out, you're stepping on my foot."

"Hey, don't touch my head."

"Damn it! When did our school become so generous? Feel the texture of the fabric, and then look at the smoothness. I love it. It's definitely different from the effect of putting sheets on my body when I was a child!"

After a while, only Jiang Xiannian and Li Minyu were left at the table.

Listening to the noise coming from the storage room, Li Minyu shook his head with a smile, and took the tablecloth to wipe the table.

Jiang Xiannian also packed the garbage for several people and prepared to go downstairs to sort it.

Walking to the door, Li Minyu called him: "By the way, Xiannian, I heard from the party secretary that our class's drama performance is set to be in the auditorium of the drama club."

"There can accommodate hundreds of people. If your partner has time on Wednesday, you can ask him to come and play together."

"It's my boyfriend's first official performance on stage. He probably doesn't want to be absent."

Xu Ziyou, who had changed his clothes, walked out while wearing his belt, and happened to hear this, and hurriedly echoed: "Yes, we will reserve a VIP seat for your family."

Jiang Xiannian didn't intend to cause Ji Baicen any more trouble, almost Jia answered without thinking: "He has full class on Wednesday, it's very important that he can't ask for leave, maybe he won't be able to come."

Xu Ziyou showed a regretful expression, and came over and patted him on the shoulder: "You also want your boyfriend to be in the audience, so tell him, if you really can't come, there's nothing you can do about it."

If I and Ji Baicen were in a normal relationship, would I really want him to see it?

why?

Not quite understanding what Xu Ziyou said, Jiang Xiannian said "hmm", and with the garbage in his hand, he opened the door with his toes and went downstairs.

When I came back again, I had already forgotten this episode that I didn't take very seriously.

The final exam came as scheduled, and on the morning of the drama performance, Jiang Xiannian got up half an hour earlier than usual, and went out early to wait for the bus after cooking.

Compared with the coolness of summer mornings, winter mornings are harsh.It was past seven o'clock in the northern city, and the sun was half hidden behind the clouds, adding an extra layer of gloom to the already cold weather.

Sitting on the bench in front of the waiting station sign, Jiang Xiannian first rubbed his stiff fingers to keep warm, and then brought them to his lips, exhaling hot air on them.

A smooth silver-gray sports car came from a distance and stopped firmly on the side of the road.

The car window was lowered, revealing the familiar profile lines.

Jiang Xiannian was slightly surprised.

In order to prepare breakfast conveniently, he memorized Ji Baicen's class schedule very clearly.

Ji Baicen has no class on Wednesday.

Moreover, employers don't like the congestion on the inner city line, and they will take the high speed in the opposite direction to the bus to go to school.

No matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be here at this time.

Ji Baicen seemed impatient to wait, frowned and blew his flute.

Jiang Xiannian came back to his senses and walked towards the co-pilot whose door had opened automatically.

He is not an outgoing personality who is good at chatting. On the way to school, he only asked Ji Baicen if he had eaten, and then returned to his usual quietness.

Seeing Jiang Xiannian's almost peaceful face with his eyelids closed, Ji Baicen ground his teeth.

He waited for a long time for Jiang Xiannian to invite him to watch the performance in their dormitory.

From the day I first learned of the location of the drama performance, until last night, and from last night with my eyes open until dawn.

In the end, it was time to go to school soon, and Jiang Xiannian didn't say a word.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Ji Baicen slammed the steering wheel.

Disturbed by the sudden sound from his side, Jiang Xiannian opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of Ji Baicen's gloomy expression.

Guessing that he was in a bad mood because of the traffic jam, Jiang Xiannian had nothing to say: "Will brother come to see the play in our dormitory?"

"At three o'clock, in the auditorium of the drama club."

A subtle look flashed across Ji Baicen's face, and he turned to the window.

After a while, the tone was arrogant: "Not necessarily, I will go when I have time."

Ben was looking for a topic to divert Ji Baicen's attention, so that he would not be too focused on the traffic jam itself.

When he got the answer that most likely he would not come, Jiang Xiannian didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart.

Even because of Ji Baicen's obviously brighter tone, he thought that his method of diverting attention had a very good effect, and he was eager to try it-in the future, if the employer gets angry again, maybe he can also use this trick.