Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 1048:

Zhang Qianbo turned off his mobile phone, and then continued to join the discussion.

Liu Ting'er saw that everyone was so interested in his clothes, and his bright and clear eyes flashed: "Yes, we walked like this today. Actually, I wanted to make a suit for Qian Bo, but because of the recent She is in hospital and has little time."

Done. Liu Ting'er turned his head gently again, and his loving eyes looked at Zhang Qianbo: "Next time I will make a set for you personally, it will be more handsome than today's set."

"Okay." Zhang Qianbo deep in his hand, touched Liu Ting's soft hair.

"Ouch, you guys look at it. I’m spreading dog food again, I’ve been hit by 10,000 points."

"Single dog, pawn."

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Liu Ting'er and Zhang Qianbo listened to everyone's ridicule, but they were a little embarrassed, but they didn't continue to speak in tacit agreement. The two laughed at each other, hiding thousands of words in their eyes.

"However, what Tinger wears is good-looking. Zhang Qianbo is not bad." Shu Cheng chewed the sugar and spoke lazily.

"Yeah. In fact, Hanfu is very suitable for us to wear, and it is comfortable, beautiful, and very prominent." Liu Ting'er completely ignored Shu Cheng's narcissism, and she talked about it when she mentioned Hanfu.

She came into this era inexplicably, looking at the dazzling array of costumes. In order not to become alien, she forced herself to try those modern costumes, and slowly, she put the Hanfu on hold.

Until recently, when Zhang Qianbo was sick, she thought a lot. In such a precious life, there are only a few years. If it is not possible to be yourself, what is the point?

She thought of her father’s fearless tenacity, indomitable courage and open-mindedness in Vietnam. She was her daughter. What would she do if she didn’t dare to wear her favorite clothes?

So, she resolutely chose to continue her Hanfu.

Zhang Qianbo also began to love this kind of clothing under his own influence.

"I also think it looks good! Make me want to wear it too." The makeup artist looked at Liu Ting'er, his eyes full of admiration and admiration.

"You get it, you look at your fat, no one will look good even if you wear it!" The photographer deliberately damaged the makeup artist.

"Well, I wear whatever I like! Do you need to control it?" The makeup artist threw his tongue at the photographer.

"Actually, I think you can give it a try. Putting on Hanfu, people also look more spiritual." Zhang Qianbo opened his heart to the photographer.

Although the photographer thinks what Zhang Qianbo said makes sense, it would be strange to wear such clothes on the road.

Shu Cheng sat aside, his movements were unrestrained, his deep and deep eyes fell on Zhang Qianbo and Liu Ting'er, thoughtfully.

"I have an idea." Shu Cheng suddenly said, his voice was heavy, **** and hoarse.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Shu Cheng.

"Ah? Have an idea?" Liu Ting'er asked sideways.

Shu Cheng nodded.

"Hanfu is our traditional costume, but now it is seen as alien on the street." Shu Cheng said confidently and arrogantly, the arc of the corner of the mouth with a sense of incompatibility, "So I think it's time for everyone to do ideological education in this area."

In just two or three sentences, everyone listening took a breath.

Shu Cheng is really an ambitious person, and she also has such an ambitious idea. She has an innate aura of strength in her body, as if everything can be done, like a god. The same exists.