Chapter 156: Changing‑Room Turmoil! Since You

Han clothing originated as far back as the Yin‑Shang period.

In the Han dynasty it underwent further refinement and standardization, developing from simple to splendid.

Subsequent dynasties each made revisions.

For example, the Tang dynasty's Tang suit and chest‑length ru‑skirt.

The Ming dynasty's Flying Fish robe and the Song‑style jacket.

Cosplay culture is diverse and myriad.

Especially the ancient‑style genre, Chinese culture is vast and profound, and its attire is highly particular.

In front of Su Yang, the model's Shape was the classic black Flying Fish robe—

A black brocade satin top, with gold Flying Fish patterns engraved on the Shoulder and chest, narrow sleeves and a cinched Waist.

Overall it looks heroic and extraordinary, graceful and dashing.

"The fabric is nice…" Su Yang touched it, feeling smooth and comfortable.

This kind of clothing does not cause any prickling or rough sensation when worn.

Only…

In this scorching heat, wearing a thick outfit is a bit of a hardship for oneself.

Su Yang immediately looked to the other side.

That area is the cosplay zone; compared with the more formal Han clothing, this side leans toward film‑and‑TV style.

It is for photo shoots.

"Browsing takes about an hour, just pick any piece." Su Yang does not intend to spend much effort here.

The main goal is to satisfy Wang Ning.

His main role is to be a backdrop.

Green leaves complement fresh flowers.

So he chose a 'jianghu knight outfit.'

A black cotton‑linen cross‑collar long robe, with a matching large cape outer layer, and the garment edge embroidered with silver grass pattern.

In style it shares a similar ingenuity with the Flying Fish robe, but leans more toward the heroic vibe of wuxia movies.

Logically it should be paired with a bamboo hat and a treasured sword.

But Su Yang finds it troublesome, and wearing the cape would make him overheat.

Thus he selected a similarly sized long robe and slipped into the changing room.

Five minutes later, Su Yang emerged, and his brand‑new appearance made him feel a bit unaccustomed.

However, the moment he stepped out, people also selecting clothes in the men's section were suddenly stunned.

"WTF…"

Like a young hero stepping out of a painting, Brow and the space between them exude a handsome aura, and the sharply defined facial contours add a cold elegance.

The already fair skin became even more radiant against the black long robe.

As the saying goes, a treasured sword is given to a hero; this outfit on Su Yang does not have the effect of a bright pearl hidden in dust.

On the contrary, they complement each other, as if ancient heroes were meant to look like this.

"My neck feels a bit tight, could you loosen it a little?" Su Yang looked at the shop assistant.

"Ah… I can."

The assistant hurried over, her complexion rosy, and smoothed his garment edge.

Su Yang experienced the 'custom service,' lifted his gaze at himself in the full‑length mirror, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Handsome, we have matching wigs and boots here; do you need any?" the assistant asked with hopeful eyes.

Su Yang glanced aside, shook his head and said, "No, thank you, this is fine as it is."

"If you need anything, you can come anytime," the assistant said softly.

Logically it should be matched, but adding a wig would be overkill.

His purpose is not a complete experience, but to fulfill Wang Ning's dream and satisfy her.

Fundamentally, it is about the Performance Score.

Su Yang finally tidied his Hair Style again, then headed to the women's section.

He glanced around but did not see Wang Ning's Silhouette; he guessed she was changing clothes, so he found a bench and sat down.

However, shortly after sitting, a girl selecting Han clothing beside him glanced over, and her eyes instantly showed intense amazement.

"Look, so handsome…"

Su Yang raised his Brow at the comment, and gave a teasing smile.

The two's hearts jumped, and they pretended to be busy, lowering their heads to search for clothes.

"Is this really an NPC?" Su Yang looked at their 'real' reaction, doubting in his mind.

He has always believed this is only a Divinity‑arranged illusion, and all existing 'people' are merely to create a sense of reality and atmosphere.

They are not flesh‑and‑blood humans.

But after these two dates, they seem no different from the real world.

They have their own thoughts and personalities, and the expressions they display are indistinguishable from real people.

"Parallel Universe?" a possibility floated in Su Yang's mind.

At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly echoed from inside the changing room.

"Su Yang, are you outside?"

"What's up?" Su Yang stood up and asked.

"The zipper won't pull up, could you come in and help me?" Wang Ning said.

Hmm?

Su Yang glanced at the oddly pale clerk beside him, and seeing her say nothing, felt a surge of confidence.

"Here..."

He lifted the changing room curtain and stepped inside.

Upon entering, he immediately saw a swath of pale, snow‑white back and the faintly pronounced shoulder blade outline.

Wang Ning, hearing the movement, turned her head slightly and said, "Could you check if the zipper is stuck?"

Su Yang took a deep breath and stepped forward to stand behind her.

He lowered his head, gazing at the light‑green waist‑length traditional skirt, and his heartbeat quickened slightly.

Even though it was only a silhouette, it sparked endless imagination.

Especially at close range, Scent Perception of the lingering fragrance on her body made his mind race.

He finally understood why some people are drawn to the allure of uniforms.

"Here?" Su Yang reached out, pinching the zipper, and his Finger tip unintentionally brushed against her back.

Wang Ning felt a cool draft from behind, her delicate frame shivered slightly, and a barely noticeable flush rose on her face.

"Hmm..."

"Vision Perception not clear, move a bit forward," Su Yang said, pressing her Shoulder.

"Quickly," Wang Ning whispered.

Su Yang bent down, fixed his gaze, and found the zipper indeed caught by a stray thread.

He then applied gentle pressure, pulled it down slightly, straightened the yarn, and slowly pulled it up.

During the process, Su Yang's warm breath brushed her back, and he clearly saw goosebumps rising on her skin.

"All right."

"Then you go out first; I'll change right away," Wang Ning said without turning her head.

"Since you're already here..."

"Get out quickly!" Wang Ning lowered her head, turned, and pushed him out of the changing room.

With a hurried glance, he noticed her luscious, dewy face seemed about to drip water.

Seeing that, he stopped insisting and walked out slowly.

"Just give me a few more minutes," Wang Ning said.

"If you need any help, shout Mouth," Su Yang lifted the curtain and called inside.

However, Brain just as it slipped in was mercilessly pushed out by a hand.

He touched his Nose, feeling a strange sensation.

"Isn't this just a case of 'killing the donkey after grinding the mill'?"

This interlude made Su Yang realize Wang Ning's tactics.

She actually used a beauty scheme to win his favor.

"Truly not simple..."

She could have asked the clerk for help, yet she named Su Yang specifically to go in.

But then again,

Wang Ning's Desire to Reject Yet Welcome, and her shy yet inviting demeanor were indeed unlike ordinary people.

If the person in the changing room were Xu Yutong, she would never make such a request.

She certainly wouldn't pose like this.

One can only say her level is exceptionally high.

After a few minutes, Wang Ning still hadn't emerged, and the changing room kept echoing with rustling sounds.

Several times Su Yang tried to confirm, but was still met with cold rejection.

The clerk covered their Mouth with a light laugh nearby, then poured him a glass of water.

A moment later, the changing room curtain finally lifted, and a poetically picturesque Silhouette stepped out.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."