When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

The activity area of ​​the painting club is the practice room next to the hall on the first floor. It is usually used to practice magic. It is large in scale and well lit, which is suitable for displaying paintings.When Shangguan Qingrong passed by, President Graf and the old people who had joined the club for a long time arrived, but the freshmen hadn't arrived yet. They were busy hanging pictures on the wall. When they saw Shangguan Qingrong arrived, they called him over to help.

There are quite a few students who came to visit this competition. Before they hung a few paintings in their exhibition room, many people stood in front of the paintings to appreciate them.

Among the works all over the wall, more than half are of Shangguan Qingrong.In the painting, under Graff's tossing, he appears mysterious and distant, making people dare not look at him closely. Compared with Shangguan Qingrong, who is covered in dust and sweat, and is rolling up his sleeves to carry things, he is hardly the same person.

The more people who have seen the painting, the more people will be watching Shangguan Qingrong.There were too many people watching, and there were inevitably a few low-quality people among them. Under the cover of the crowd, they whispered: "This person doesn't look very good, why is he so dirty? He is still a light-type mage."

"That's right, Lance from the music club is more handsome, and he has the temperament of a light mage."

"It seems that the people from the painting club still lost out to the music club this year."

"Why is Oren gone? Isn't he the number one painter in the painting club? No wonder this year's models are so tasteless. It turns out that the real artists are gone."

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Although the voices of those people were deliberately lowered, they were as loud as thunder in Shangguan Qingrong's ears, which made him feel ashamed and at a loss, wishing to put down what he was doing immediately and find a place to hide.The president obviously also heard these words, walked quietly to Shangguan Qingrong, leaned over to his ear, and whispered: "Don't work, we just hang up these paintings, you go back and take a bath, Change your clothes, and you must appear in front of everyone with your best image later."

Shangguan Qingrong couldn't bear to listen to those words anymore, covered his face with his sleeves, lowered his head and rushed out of the teaching building.

But there are still two knights imprisoned in his dormitory, and he can't go back even if he wants to go back!

Shangguan Qingrong paused in the rush, and stopped firmly on the road. Suddenly, something came to his mind: his clothes were newly made before school started, and there were only a few of them in total, so he wore them interchangeably. It's been a long time, it's a little old, no matter how much you change it, it can't compare to that... Is it called Lance?That senior must have a good looks, a good-looking person, and now he has this appearance, no matter how he dresses up, he will not look good.

The great magister of Fei Lun also heard outsiders comment on Shangguan Qingrong's words in the chain. Seeing him stop, he asked in surprise: "Why don't you change your clothes quickly? A magician is so unkempt that people can talk about it behind his back." The level is really outrageous! I think back when I was young, the white robe on my body was never stained with dust, even if I just fought with a man-eating scorpion in the most dangerous desert environment, it would not be covered in sweat and blood... "

Shangguan Qingrong said shamelessly: "But teacher, I am not good-looking, even if I change clothes, I am definitely not as good as others."

When he said these words, he even felt that his heart was bleeding.A good and beautiful face has now become as sharp as a rock carving. Not to mention the beauty of the country, there is even a lot of talk about a little beauty.Men's clothes in this world are nothing more than shirts, trousers and coats. Magicians wear at most a long robe, which is far inferior to the Chinese clothes of the previous life, and cannot set off his slender and graceful figure.Even if he went back to change clothes, how much better would he really look?

Faerun couldn't hear his self-pity, and was anxious to think of a way for him. He turned out all the high-level magic robes he had hidden in the chain of Emra, and picked out the one with the highest taste and the most brilliant embroidery. , called Shangguan Qingrong to come in and try it on.

"You haven't graduated yet, so of course you don't have a good gown. Come and see me. Wearing this, you will definitely overwhelm that kid from the music club. All the girls outside will be amazed by you! Find a place where no one is around, and enter See it in the Chains of Emra."

For Fei Lun's proposal, Shangguan Qingrong was really tempted. He ran to a dark corner among the teaching buildings, checked that there was no one around, and entered the chain of Emra with confidence.Fei Lun held a robe embroidered with lifelike flowers, and compared it to Shangguan Qingrong: "This robe was specially made for me by the Elf King when I lived in the elves. You are half a head shorter than me. If you can’t wear other robes, this one is no problem. What are you still doing, take a bath first, and then change this one Go up and go out."

As he said that, Fei Lun picked up a staff and pointed down. A bathtub as long as one person appeared out of thin air on the ground, and the water in it was still steaming.

Shangguan Qingrong wanted to take a bath, looked at Fei Lun, but felt shy and dared not take off his clothes.Seeing that his face was flushed, Fei Lun knew what he was thinking without asking. He cast another spell, and surrounded the bathtub with a marble screen, telling him not to be shy anymore, and to take a bath and change clothes.

The magic robe made by the elves was really different. It looked a lot bigger than his size, but it fit the size well, making his figure even more slender.The color is only white, and the embroidered flowers and plants are also elegant and delicate, and there seems to be a thin layer of white light covering the robe, which makes the person's complexion as radiant as jade, full of air, and his eyes shine brightly.

Fei Lun admired it for a long time, and Lao Huai boasted with relief: "This clothes is really flattering, even you are wearing it a bit like I used to. It's no wonder that I split the Rose Canyon for the Elf King, and almost exhausted all the clothes. The magic power of the whole body! You have to cherish this clothes, wear it out for others to see: my Faerun students are better than others in terms of appearance and wealth, how can I just let a kid compare!"

Shangguan Qingrong was also somewhat pleasantly surprised. He summoned a breeze to dry his long hair, scattered it behind his neck, left the chain of Emra, and returned to the exhibition hall to help the club.

As the saying goes, people need clothes, and Buddha needs gold clothes.Shangguan Qingrong was originally blond and handsome, but when he put on the elves' robes blessed with special magic, compared to his previous disheveled appearance, he looked like a heaven and an underground.People who saw him, all praised his image, and some girls even thought that he had the blood of the elves in his body, which was why he was so slender and elegant, with an extraordinary temperament.

President Graff and Vice President Anna were also in a daze when they saw Shangguan Qingrong, and then they woke up. Looking at the restless crowd, listening to the shrill or depressed voices of the girls, they secretly exchanged glances—— Won!They will definitely win the music club this year!