"Good-looking and suitable." Bai Yue said without hesitation: "The clothes are actually ordinary clothes. The clothes are 50%, but your figure is 100% and your face is 100%, so the full score is 500."
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The clerk was wiggling his fingers aside, a little confused.
This arithmetic was taught by the bun-steaming lady, right?
However, Jian Yu never paid attention to these details. In any case, his children would not need to be taught arithmetic by Bai Yue in the future. They would have a special place to study, and they would not be afraid of being taught that one plus one equals three.
"This one is also suitable." Bai Yue picked up another one from the side: "You don't have any clothes in this color yet, give it a try. Look at the pattern on the waist, it's very unique..."
The clerk was very happy but also very depressed. The first time he came out of Jian Yu's new clothes, he wanted to praise her. After all, this was his job, and Jian Yu's clothes did look good.
But until Jian Yu came out after changing three clothes, Bai Yue was more like a buddy than him. He was so complimentary that his full score had soared from 500 to 1,000, but he didn't give him a chance to say anything.
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Jian Yu felt that the three pieces of clothing were almost enough. Only the back waist of one piece needed to be modified, and the other two pieces fit well.
Jian Yu had made his choice, so naturally he couldn't take care of himself.
Bai Yue also picked two pieces.
"Go and change it." Jian Yu stuffed the clothes into the fitting room and asked thoughtfully, "Do you want me to change it for you?"
Then Jian Yu was beaten out of his head.
However, Jian Yu didn't care and picked up other clothes.
Since we belong to the twelve ethnic groups, we naturally have to choose some clothes with ethnic characteristics. We should choose one for our mother, several aunts, younger brothers and sisters.
A bowl of water should be held level.
The clerk finally found his voice and followed Jian Yu, introducing him to this and that. He felt that he was lucky today, this was a big deal.
Jian Yu was picking it up when he suddenly heard Bai Yue shouting in the fitting room.
"Jian Yu, please come in."
Jian Yu suspected that he was hallucinating, and looked at the clerk suspiciously.
The waiter looked calm. I saw how awkwardly you changed your clothes just now. I know that you are a loving couple. Go ahead and don’t be reserved. Our second floor is a VIP room and there is no one else around at the moment.
So Jian Yu went.
"What's wrong?" Jian Yu was still a little unsure. He was afraid that Bai Yue was fishing for law enforcement, so he asked one more question: "Are your clothes stuck? Do you want me to find a maid over?"
"No, just come in."
Bai Yue stretched out a hand from inside and opened the door curtain a crack.
Jian Yu immediately lowered his head and got in.
The layout of the men's and women's fitting rooms is exactly the same, just a small room with chairs, a screen, and hangers. Bai Yue has already changed into a new piece of clothing, and the old clothes are placed on the screen, and there is another one to be changed next to it.
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"What's wrong?" Jian Yu looked at Bai Yue's clothes. There seemed to be nothing to tidy up. The clothes were tied up and there were no straps on the back.
"It's okay, I just want to show you first." Bai Yue opened his arms slightly.
"It looks good." Jian Yu said hesitantly. It looks good, but Bai Yue's behavior is very strange.
"You look good in what you wear." Bai Yue suddenly took a step forward, jumped into his arms, and put his arms around Jian Yu's neck.
Jian Yu was stunned.
When did Bai Yue become such a passionate person?
And this is not at home, but outside. Of course, there are only two of them in the narrow fitting room, which is a bit sneaky and exciting. But why is this? Bai Yue has always been a very reserved girl. Could it be true?
Does your outfit look too good?
Jian Yu felt anxious, but Bai Yue's weight came over him, so he had no choice but to reach out and hug him.
Then Bai Yue stood up on tiptoes, came close to his ear, and whispered a few words.
The voice was so soft and the two of them were so close that Jian Yu didn't hear it clearly the first time, only the rumbling in his head.
Jian Yu was obviously not in the right state, so Bai Yue had no choice but to pull his earlobe and say it again.
Jian Yu finally understood. The moment he understood, he was about to have a seizure and was pressed down by Bai Yue.
Jian Yu managed to calm down and took a few steps back with Bai Yue in his arms. It was as if the two of them were holding each other's arms and whispering, rubbing their ears and temples together, inadvertently pressing and advancing and retreating.
The fitting room was very small, only four or five people were packed into it. In just a few steps, we reached the opposite wall.
Just when Bai Yue was about to lean against the wall, Jian Yu suddenly slapped him on the side of his body.
With a crisp sound, Jian Yu made a hole in the wall.
This is not a solid wall, but a wooden board with decorations on it, so you can't tell it unless you look carefully.
After Jian Yu punched a hole in the wall, he didn't take his hand back. Instead, he stretched out his hand and grabbed something.
There was a scream from the other side.
The waiter outside the door didn't know what happened. He kept asking outside what was wrong, but he didn't dare to break in.
Jian Yu snorted coldly and kicked the wooden board again. The wooden board immediately cracked, revealing the situation behind it.
Behind the fitting room, there is actually a room.
This room is about the same size as a fitting room. There are paintings on the wall. There is a table and a chair. The table is filled with pens, inks and paints. The paintings on the wall are all about beauties undressing.
Some looked down and looked back, some wore half-undressed clothes, and their faces were all unfamiliar. But if you look closely at the clothes, many of them are the styles on the hangers.
A middle-aged man wearing a wrinkled scholar's long shirt was grabbed by the collar by Jian Yu. He was caught off guard and turned pale with panic.
Jian Yu pulled the person out without hesitation and threw him to the ground outside the fitting room with a bang.
The waiter was startled and exclaimed: "Boss, where did you come from?"
The middle-aged man was severely hit. He struggled for a while but couldn't get up. He shrank back and said hurriedly to Jian Yu with a look of horror on his face: "Young Master, there is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding?" Jian Yu thought about how this guy was hiding in the dark and watching Bai Yue change clothes. He almost wanted to kill him, but after all, this was the place of the twelve tribes, and he couldn't kill him.
Bai Yue didn't care much about this. What this ready-made clothing store sells are all ready-made clothes, outerwear, not underwear. According to her acceptance level, it is redundant to go into the fitting room to change clothes. It's just a jacket. Just take it off and change.
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Of course, this era is different. This era is much more conservative. The boss's behavior is probably going to endanger the pig cage.
The boss looked at Bai Yue in disbelief: "I didn't make a sound, how did you find me?"
He did not dare to say confidently that I had been here for several months and had not been discovered.
And this is not a very quiet place. Outside the window is the street, with people coming and going. There are also people below looking at things and asking questions. Even if there is a slight breathing sound, it should not be noticed.
Bai Yue snorted: "Didn't you find such a big flaw? There is not even a single decorative painting in your cloth shop, but there is a smell of ink paint in the fitting room. Where does that smell come from?"
The boss was stunned.
Bai Yue added: "And your fitting room has a bright hall in the front and a staircase covered by the floor behind it. It should be bright in the front and dark in the back. But why is it brighter in the back? There must be something wrong with the wall. Fitting
There is no roof in the room. The light comes from the top. Why does it have to be so bright? What do I need to see clearly?"