Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 1152:

"I just want to wear our traditional Hanfu apron with confidence in front of a foreigner in a bikini. I am standing here today, in fact, I am not for any ranking, but I hope more people have the courage and courage like me Show tradition, be brave to break through yourself."

There was a round of applause from the audience. Everyone listened to the words of the No. 1 player and nodded. They were courageous. There are really few people who can love Hanfu so much, and they can stand so confidently. On this stage, it is a height that many people cannot reach, and it is worthy of admiration.

The second player came on stage, a fierce chivalrous han suit, with her hair **** high, a red plum blossom pattern between her eyebrows, and bright red lips evoking a trace of curvature. Her appearance was actually hanging Waia descended from the sky, holding a hilt, and a slay in his beautiful eyes.

Next, with the sound of the music, the flute sounded cool, and the second player in a red dress was in a good shape, waving the sword in his hand, making beautiful and handsome actions one after another.

After the dance, she turned around lightly and fell in front of the judges. She stopped looking at the crowd under the stage, and the confidence in her face was beyond words.

"You are so cool, why would a girl want to wear this?" the judge asked with great interest.

The No. 2 player replied unhurriedly: "When I first designed this dress, I hoped to have a new breakthrough. The Chinese dress like a full-chested skirt is too ladylike, but the female man is in every one. Times exist, and I wanted to design more clothes suitable for women like us. Red is a passionate color. The light silk used in the jacket has a beautiful and elegant appearance. This is my original A design inspiration."

"Very good, I appreciate your free and easy personality." The judges nodded frequently, and then asked a few questions about the design of the Han suit, then invited the next player to play.

Because this time the Hanfu competition was screened by Shen and them, the finalists were eligible to stand on this stage for display, so the level of the works was relatively high.

And the judges need to finish the selection of these works in an afternoon, they must make the time tight, which is another test of the performance of the highlights of the players.

I watched more than a dozen works in a row.

At the thirteenth work, the two handsome men appeared on the stage wearing red hanfu.

Qiu Haichuan looked at Ling Yuche with affectionate eyes. They held hands and walked towards the middle of the stage step by step.

The judges also seem to see some clues. They looked at the two of them and asked, "Is this wedding dress you two wear?"

Qiu Haichuan held the microphone, and there was an unstoppable smile on his face: "Yes, I spent all my energy to design this wedding dress."

Listening to Qiu Haichuan's words, Ling Yuche couldn't help raising his lips slightly. The man still couldn't speak, and he obviously wanted to say a lot.

The eyes of the two people are brought together, which is the lingering affection.

They have been cold-eyed, ridiculed, quarreled and cold warped along the way.

"Okay."

"Okay."

Two voices sounded at the same time, "Fortunately, we didn't give up."

Two hands held together, eyes fixed on the front.

The time is not long, the time goes by, the important thing is not to have everything, but what you want happens to be by your side.