I play the piano in the comprehensive world

Xia Youjie closed his eyes and chose a gauze skirt, with a waist design and a metal design of a golden sun in the middle. The blue gauze gradually fades to both sides, visually forming a narrow waist effect, and the proportions are excellent.

In addition, Xia You has long hair, and she is already an extremely beautiful woman before styling it.But now the beauty has a gloomy face, she is smiling but she is murderous.

The assistants who had just brazenly pulled him back to their status as wallflowers, watched the two beauties stand together, swords, swords, lightning and thunder.

The photographer who was also wearing a skirt also ran over to see them, gestured at the shooting angle and the like, and raised the camera to shoot from time to time, shouting: "Relax, relax, this is a fairy dress!"

The two quarreling people didn't like him at all.

In the end, it was the photographer himself who thought about it: "A fairy with a fresh face, OK, I'm OK."

It was the dog Juanjing who came out to end their silent quarrel - to be precise, it was Xia Youjie who was muttering, and Wu Tiao Wu had an expression of "I was wrong, I will dare next time", Xia You was so angry Smoke was coming out of Jay's head.

He felt the same way as the night moth right now.

Let's be nicer to Teacher Noctua in the future.

Xia Youjie wanted to take a deep breath, but found that his waist was strangled to death, and he couldn't breathe at all.

God, what horrible creatures girls are?

Mr. Xia You, who has not yet put on his high heels, walks helplessly to Gou Juanjing's fitting room.

And Gou Juan Jing——really beyond his expectation.

He knows that the other party is very beautiful, but when this kind of beauty is modified a little, people will realize that "beautiful" also has a level.

Gou Juanjing, who is only 1.7 meters tall, is obviously not short among his peers, but he has become a hollow between two seniors who are 17 years old and 180 years old. He is wearing a light yellow princess dress with a waist. There is a huge bowknot accessory, which abruptly turns into a sweet and lovely little princess.

Compared with the two seniors with obvious muscles, the 16-year-old Gou Juanjing has just entered the developmental stage. His muscles have not grown, and naturally he can't develop obvious lines. The design of the skirt is more bold and beautiful, with one-shoulder The collar design is decorated with a string of multi-colored small flowers, revealing the young man's slender and beautiful collarbone and shoulders. The emerald on his neck is shining brightly with the same style as his eyes, but it is not as bright as his eyes. one.

With a fragmented light, a silhouette like a corner of the starry sky fell into his eyes. When he slightly looked up at the person, it was the angel in everyone's dream falling into the world.

Even if it is expressionless, it will make people feel that "yes, that's it" for granted.

Ping An at his feet also wears a cat collar of the same style. Layers of lace make big cats cute.

Xia Youjie... Xia Youjie blushed.

For a moment, he really couldn't recognize this junior.

Gojo Gojo laughed, quite proud of his own vision.

Gou Juanjing at this age is at the time when he can't tell the difference between male and female, and he won't be able to wear this transparent and agile effect in another half a year.

The photographer squeezed away the maids who unconsciously surrounded him, and he didn't put down the camera in his hand.

When Gou Juanjing walked towards Xia Youjie, tilting his head and slightly pursing his lips, the dumbfounded Mr. Fox didn't react all of a sudden.

This silly look was photographed by the malicious Gojo Satoru next to him.

Xia Youjie flung his eyes over him.

The thick-skinned Gojo Satoru was unharmed.

He rubbed his brow with a headache.

"Not fun?" Gou Juanjing asked.

The boy has not yet developed, and he doesn't even have an Adam's apple. When he usually speaks, he can clearly know that he is a boy. At this time, for no reason, he feels a bit like a girl speaking in a soft tone.

You can't help being obedient to him.

unnoticed.

Can't refuse.

Xia Youjie also unknowingly took this attitude towards him: "I didn't expect Wu to make such a big fuss."

beyond imagination.

A little over the top.

"A rare experience." The young man took two leaps, as light as a deer in the forest.

The photographer's camera shutter sounded again.

"Things that can only be experienced at this age, in two years, we will not look the same no matter what we wear."

He was miraculously soothed by the dog Juanjing.

Forget it.

Anyway, just once.

Xia Youjie showed that kind of "helpless but follow your way" doting expression.

Xiaojing finally knew how he got the position of male mother, and how he spoiled Wutiao Wutiao into a mentally handicapped person.

"Jie is also pretty." Gou Juanjing took his hand, "Wu probably only has eyesight."

"No!" Gojo Satoru's walking posture is obviously a boy's habit. When walking in front of them, there is always a sense of dislocation of a big beautiful woman wearing big pants, which makes people laugh. "I still have money!"

Xia Youjie, who relaxed his mind, couldn't help laughing.

Bai Mao turned his head, and when he noticed what he was smiling, he turned around and put his hand on Xia Youjie's shoulder: "What, you are not the same."

"Let's learn Xiao Jing's way of walking!"

The two put the dog in the middle, and tried to imitate the girl's way of walking with their feet. In the end, they learned four different ways, which led the boys who walked well. At the end of the Handan toddler, the three of them didn't know how to walk, which was funny. Too bad, they laughed together in front of the mirror.

Open your mouth, you can see the smile on the gums.

Not ladylike, but real.

The photographer took this scene.

It has nothing to do with the beauty of art, it is a kind of happiness that is naturally expressed by human emotions, like honey flowing under the sun, everyone who sees it knows that it must be very sweet, and then the corners of the mouth are unconsciously infected with a smile.

Before it’s time to take pictures, changing clothes is just the first step, and there are also bits and pieces of makeup, adjustments, headgear and so on.

Xia Youjie sighed, he seemed to be a different person in the mirror, he seemed to be separated from Xia Youjie, and became someone...her.

To be away from the world, away from spirits, spells, conjurers, and all that disturbing stuff, was like dreaming in some unreal dream.

He sits here putting on makeup, being manipulated by the stylist and his assistants, occasionally hearing the yelling from Gojo Satoru, and the quarrel between the stylists on Goujuanjing's side.

I don't know how to describe this feeling.

Women's clothing is just women's clothing.

No matter how gorgeous women's clothing is, it's just clothes.

Some kind of shackles symbolized on the school uniform were randomly placed, and he knew it shouldn't be, but let it go anyway.

He had to admit he was relieved.

It turns out that you can let it go.

However, after letting go, after relaxing, after peeling off that layer of things, facing the brand new self, suddenly there is a kind of...

A sense of inability to adapt.

There was a little panic among the strangeness.

After becoming a conjurer, he never imagined it.

He watched the make-up artist add layers of things he didn't understand to his face, turning him into another familiar and unfamiliar person bit by bit, and suddenly wanted to grab the other's wrist and order him to stop. down.

Before that, the other party spoke first.

"Will you feel scared?"

"……Eh?"

"If there is anything you don't like about the makeup, please tell me." The makeup artist is a man, but his dress is unexpectedly suitable when he is wearing a maid's skirt, and there is no obvious place that is awkward. He is a person with a very ambiguous gender. "Photography is like this, man-made another world, some people will be fascinated, but some people will be afraid."

Xia Youjie, who felt that he had been seen through his thoughts, was a little stuttering: "Yes, is that so?"

He's getting a little nervous.

Different from the tension during battle, this is the tension brought about by unfamiliar environments and unfamiliar things.

As if back to the first time he rubbed the Curse Spirit Jade, facing the chaotic ball, his body told him that it was something that could be eaten, but his consciousness was afraid.

"It's a new experience, I don't look like myself anymore." The makeup artist lowered her eyes and wiped off the excess powder from the brush on the back of her hand. "This is the charm."

"Usually we are very busy in our lives, right?" The makeup artist occasionally gave him instructions to look up, open his eyes, and lower his eyes, chatting intermittently: "So at this time, it's like suddenly jumping out of the daily grid, going to Looking to another time and world."

Xia Youjie looked at him in the mirror. "Are you the same?"

"Me?" He smiled, "In the beginning, I did enter this industry because I longed for such a life, but then..."

"Life and work must be separated." He changed a brush and put on some lip gloss. "If work and dreams are mixed together, you will be the one who collapses in the end."

"Work is muddy, but dreams are always the stars hanging high in the sky to guide the way." The makeup artist carefully outlines the beautiful lips.

The assistant lady next to her couldn't help complaining: "How could the teacher speak so darkly."

"Ah, who just complained yesterday?"

"I'm just saying it casually."

"It's obvious that there is a lot of resentment, I can see it."

"Hahaha, me too."

The makeup artist drew the last stroke, "Okay, it's done. Next, I'm going to do my hair."

"Wow, it's so beautiful!"

"The three who came this time are all handsome guys."

"..."

Xia Youjie stared at himself in the mirror in a daze.

The "her" in the mirror had the same expression.

——After the sharp-edged outline of the man is blurred by the superb makeup technique, the softness that belongs to Xia Youjie is revealed.

It cannot be said that he is completely different from him, but it is very novel to see myself from this angle.

At once……

It goes well with the skirt.

Xia Youjie laughed when he saw "her" in the mirror.

Just when he was in a trance, a beautiful piano sound came from upstairs.