Chapter 116
After Shen Yanqing appeared, the entire room fell silent.
The only person excited was his stylist—Xie Mi. She wriggled her uncoordinated limbs toward him, thoughtfully humming the background music.
“Seductive eyelashes~”
“Sweet-as-honey smile~”
“I’m a sexy little wild cat~”
Shen Yanqing: “Meow.”
Everyone: “?”
Leopard-print short-sleeved shirt, bright Northeastern floral pants, black loafers exposing his ankles.
Accessories: leopard-print cat ears, thick furry cat-paw gloves, and six whiskers drawn on his face.
The venue was so quiet, even the fans watching outside the shop went dead silent.
Only Xiao Jingxi smiled confidently.
[Old Xie needs to be nerfed this season, her silence AoE is too wide]
[Demonic pretty boy transformed into small-town gangster (cat-ear version)]
[I tried to find even a hint of trolling on Teacher Xie’s face, but sadly, none]
[She even added a bgm. She’s serious. I’m crying]
[After the tanned gal cosplay, now comes the new “sexy cat” makeup]
[Can’t understand. I’ve gone abroad to study now]
“Teacher Xie, are you sure… this is the outfit one should wear on their first date with a first love?” The PD’s tone was very tactful.
“Doesn’t it look good?” Xie Mi asked with utter seriousness.
“Ah… haha…”
Unable to crush her spirit, the PD forced an awkward yet polite smile, then turned to the four judges.
The judges exchanged glances. In the end, unwilling to betray their consciences, they raised their scoring boards very low—
But only halfway.
“Chotto matte!”
Xie Mi stopped them. “The show’s not over yet.”
“There’s… more?” The PD asked, though with zero hope left.
In a dead-end like this, even Jesus couldn’t turn things around.
Yet Xie Mi had clawed out the one path forward.
“Show them.”
At her signal, Shen Yanqing revealed accessories not yet displayed:
A Rolls-Royce car key, a Richard Mille watch, and a Supreme VIP Diamond Black Card.
The whole venue froze again.
This time, from shock.
“If your first love boyfriend showed up dressed like this for a date, how many points would you give?” Xie Mi asked.
This time, no hesitation.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The four judges, being people of passion, instantly raised their scoreboards.
“10! 10! 10! 10! Congratulations to the ‘Xie Mi & Shen Yanqing’ team for achieving a perfect score!!”
Xiao Jingxi: “?”
Liu Woxing looked on with reverence, nodding. “As expected of Teacher Xie.”
[All I can say—this was a finishing blow]
[No dispute, I concede to Old Xie]
[Don’t be stubborn, chat. If you had to pick between Xiao Jingxi’s or Shen Yanqing’s look, which one? No lying, or Old Xie will stab you with her auto-opening umbrella]
[I pick Old Shen. Forget the keys and black card—I just like leopard print]
[Damn it, how did they know I like sexy cats? Fine, you guessed right]
Thus, the Xie–Shen team won the first round.
To celebrate, Xie Mi even dragged Shen Yanqing to perform the “sexy little wild cat” dance with her.
[Looks like two stick insects dancing]
[Excuse me, upstairs, be polite?]
[Are Teacher Xie and Mr. Shen done? If so, please start the dance [heart]]
“Second round: now it’s the men’s turn to style the women. The scenario is—”
“—a ten-year class reunion.”
This was a subtle challenge.
As everyone knows, reunions are rife with comparison. Everyone wants to look successful, but not too flashy, or else draw the wrong kind of attention.
Finding that balance was the difficulty.
Xiao Jingxi, at ease, guided Liu Woxing to the formalwear section.
After some choosing, he picked a dignified yet alluring fitted dark-green cheongsam.
Accessories: emerald necklace and earrings, a white pearl clutch, light-green diamond-studded heels.
Her hair was pinned up with a red hairpin—elegant and intellectual.
When Liu Woxing stepped out in this outfit, the audience praised her.
[Gotta admit, Xiao Jingxi understands styling]
[Cheongsam suits Sister Liu well, but am I the only one who thinks it’s too fitted? She looks a bit uncomfortable]
[Elegant, sure, but she can’t move much—she’s even walking in tiny steps]
The slit was high, severely limiting her movements.
Confident, Xiao Jingxi explained: “Teacher Liu is a lady of noble upbringing, refined and dignified. This cheongsam suits her elegance and intellect. And, from my understanding of Teacher Liu, she’s the type to quietly sit at reunions, not one for noise.”
“So, I believe this is the most fitting outfit.”
Liu Woxing kept her gentle smile, standing quietly.
But no one noticed her grip tightening slightly on her clutch.
The judges nodded, seemingly agreeing with Xiao Jingxi, ready to reveal their scores—
“Wait!”
A crisp female voice rang out from the other fitting room.
Everyone turned, puzzled. Shen Yanqing, standing there, smiled. “Sorry, but my Teacher Xie wants to come out early.”
Before the PD could stop her, Xie Mi strode out.
Her outfit was jaw-dropping.
Simple, casual jeans with a comfy T-shirt. Accessories were light luxury brands—delicate yet playful.
Her hair tied into a messy bun, bangs clipped with a tiny flower pin.
Overall: laid-back and carefree.
With one hand slinging a small crossbody bag and the other in her pocket, she lazily walked up to Liu Woxing, looked her up and down, then said to Xiao Jingxi—
“I’m a historian. Your outfit is history.”
Xiao Jingxi: “?”
“Nowadays, reunions aren’t that dull. After dinner, people often go for karaoke, play some ball, maybe even stroll around if the vibe’s good.”
“So tell me, who exactly are you restricting with this outfit?”
Xie Mi casually pulled a jacket from a nearby rack and tied it around Liu Woxing’s waist, flashing Xiao Jingxi a smile.
“A skirt you can’t even walk in—if someone tries to dine and dash, she wouldn’t even get the chance to run. She’d be stuck footing the bill.”
“I call this—the ‘Ultimate Sucker Set.’”
