Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

r didn’t have such a thing.

The bus didn’t have many people, and the carriage itself was deserted and very quiet.

When Xia Zhiye walked over, Song Yan had already leaned against the back of the seat with his head looking up and his eyes shut.

Because his two legs were long, he couldn’t stretch that widely in the narrow aisle.
His neck was also leaning on the plastic backing of the seat, and he didn’t look that comfortable.
The sunlight from the blazing hot spell at the end of the summer shone down.

The little young master wrinkled his eyebrows, and his cheeks had already turned slightly pink, as if he was about to explode.

He was already a young man.

How could he be so delicate.

Xia Zhiye raised his leg to kick Song Yan, and sat next to him near the window, using his tall stature to securely block the blazing sun in the late afternoon.

Song Yan’s entire person was suddenly covered in a shadow, directly followed by the feeling of a cool wind surrounding him, and the dry heat and sticky wetness on his body subsided greatly.
His eyebrows slowly smoothed out, his breathing gradually leveled out, and his head unknowingly landed to rest on Xia Zhiye’s shoulder.

It landed on his injury and hurt a bit, but it wasn’t as if he couldn’t tolerate it.

It was hard for this little master to sleep smoothly, so he should properly serve the other.

Xia Zhiye was subjected to the scorching afternoon sun, and took out ‘Five Years of Gaokao, Three Year Simulation10’ to fan himself, sighing at his miserable fate of being a maid caring at the bedside of their master.

Zhao Ruiwen and Kong Xiaoxiao in the row ahead looked back at this scene, and felt as if they were blinded.

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Zhao Ruiwen’s face looked complicated, deliberated for a long moment, then finally opened his mouth hesitatingly: “Um, Lord Xia, I really think you can look at the reference materials Kong Xiaoxiao gave before.
Who knows, it might open a brand new world.”

Xia Zhiye didn’t bother to look up: “Fuck off, laozi is a purebred man.”

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Once the bus arrived at the stop, Xia Zhiye’s shoulder was already numb to the point where he didn’t feel pain at all.
He easily hooked his arm over Song Yan’s neck, then sloppily walked off the bus with the other.

The costume rental shop was quite large, and easy to find.

European costumes, cheongsams, hanfus, ancient Chinese costumes, Japanese style clothes, JK11, they had everything they should have.

Whenever Xia Zhiye saw any novel clothing item, he’d hang it in front of Song Yan.
Finally, when he pulled out a red qipao12 with a slit, he was pushed and beaten by Song Yan for a bit.

Kong Xiaoxiao on the side was used to this, and instead pulled out two sets of a blue-white ancient Chinese scholarly uniform and tossed it at them: “Okay break it up, stop flirting13, go try it on.”

Little fatty: “What about me?”

Kong Xiaoxiao pointed at a red and violet upper class lady’s outfit: “There, that’s yours, the biggest size.”

Little fatty: “……”

Do supporting characters have no human rights.

Fortunately his well-rounded and ample body wearing the upper class lady’s outfit brought out a special kind of grace.

Using Zhao Ruiwen’s words, him wearing this outfit standing next to Song Yan and Xia Zhiye brought out the mood of a malicious mother-in-law breaking apart a loving couple.
The comedic effect was so great he wouldn’t even need to act anything out.

“Not bad, not bad, we’ll choose this one then.”

Kong Xiaoxiao then turned to Xia Zhiye and Song Yan, and nodded with satisfaction, “Worthy of being the face of the second years in Class 1, revitalizing our social status is all up to you guys.”

“If you made your decision, then I’ll go change my clothes.”

Song Yan said this, then turned to walk back to the changing rooms.

Kong Xiaoxiao promptly pulled him back: “Stop, stop, stop, there’s still one more outfit.”

As she said this, Zhao Ruiwen pulled up a red cheongsam and thudded his way over: “It’s this one right? I found the biggest size.”

Song Yan: “……”

At that moment, the surrounding area within 5 meters automatically grew colder.

Kong Xiaoxiao immediately placed her palms together in a praying gesture: “Grandpa, dear grandpa, I’m begging you.
You have to wear a wedding dress for the final scene.
It’s just one scene, you can even beat me to death but you definitely can’t reject me.
Also don’t worry, you and Xia Zhiye will wear a matching set.
When the time comes, Ma Wencai will wear a green set.
We definitely won’t give you and Liu Yue a couple’s set.
Just take it as me begging you, I’ll even kneel for you.”

She spoke tearfully, as if snot and mucus would drip down at any moment.

What awaited her was three seconds of terrifying silence.

Then Song Yan expressionlessly grabbed the wedding dress, and walked into the changing room.

Kong Xiaoxiao, Zhao Ruiwen, and the little fatty collectively sighed in relief: “It scared me to death, I was already prepared to collectively buy our graveyard spots.
Who would’ve thought Yan ge is easier to convince than he looks.”

“He always only looks as if he’s hard mouthed.”

Xia Zhiye was unsurprised, and easily took the groom’s outfit, and walked into the changing room next to him.

The wedding outfit was about the same as the scholar’s outfit, and after casually fiddling about, the costume was laid neatly on his body.

And because his skin was white, he was tall, his figure was good and his face itself was quite attractive, just casually wearing the red bridegroom outfit made him look dignified and accomplished.

Kong Xiaoxiao raised the thumb of a face-con14: “Truly No.3 Middle High’s gang leader, perfect.”

Xia Zhiye was very modest: “Someone as perfect as me is indeed a blessing for No.3 Middle High.”

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Kong Xiaoxiao: “……”

It was a pity he had a mouth.

“But where’s Song Yan?” Zhao Ruiwen asked.

Kong Xiaoxiao: “He probably didn’t finish changing yet?”

Xia Zhiye: “I’ll go check.”

He walked back to the door of the dressing room, and knocked against the wood twice.

An impatient voice could be heard from inside: “What?”

“Nothing, just asking if you’re done yet.”

“Not done.” An extremely short-tempered sentence, then came the sound of clothes rustling for a long while, and then he couldn’t help asking, “Go ask them how the fuck am I supposed to wear this dumb outfit.”

This little temper.

It’s a piece of clothing, how else can you wear it.

Xia Zhiye had a straight man’s way of thinking, and completely didn’t understand the intricacies of women’s clothing, and felt that Song Yan’s little young master’s temper was once again offended, and that he just needed to be waited upon by a maid: “Forget it, I’ll come in and help you.”

After he said this, he extended his hand to lift the ends of the curtain, acting as if wasn’t an outsider.

Then he saw Song Yan standing inside with his back facing the entrance.

His black t-shirt was tossed to the side, and the red wedding gown was pulled halfway up from the bottom.
It was already pulled up onto his left shoulder, while the right sleeve was twisted up in the dress.
He tilted his head to the side in an attempt to unwind the garment, exposing a large portion of his right shoulder.

Because of his lowered head, his cervical spine faintly protruded outward, expressing the cold, stiff skeleton of the youth.
His shoulder was very thin, and his butterfly bones were excessively slim.
A large swath of cold, white skin followed along a bow tied at the waist of the wedding dress, and he looked like a pale, porcelain wine jar wrapped in red silk, bitingly cold and extravagant.

Xia Zhiye and Song Yan had lived together for more than half a month, and he had never walked in while Song Yan was changing, and never would have thought the visual effect would be so shocking.

So shocking that he suddenly thought he might not be quite as purebred as he thought.

notes:

1.
Anipop is a match-3 game (like Candy Crush).

2.
Purebred as in a straight man.

3.
Overbearing president is a character archetype in which the male protagonist is described as being domineering, handsome, and black-bellied.
Treats their lover well, but treats others poorly.

4.
White lotus is another character archetype, in which one looks pure/good on the outside, but is actually rude/rotten on the inside.

5.
Author uses 得瑟, which means to feel overwhelmed when you receive an achievement that is not worth mentioning at all.

6.
Similar to school grass/school flower, grade’s flower/grass is the best looking in the grade (as opposed to school)

7.
Spirited young man (精神小伙) is used to describe a clean and energetic young man, but can also be a derogatory term for boys who try too hard.
See here.

8.
Different roles in the game, King’s Glory.

9.
BP is the part before the actual game starts, and involves banning/picking the heroes to be used in the round.

10.
A test prep book that is published yearly, very popular amongst high school students for preparing for the gaokao

11.
JK, is a term from Japanese slang, joshi kosei, which means a female high school student.
Hence, the style of clothing here is a schoolgirl outfit.
The other outfits: cheongsam (长裙), hanfu (汉服)

12. Qipao, a style of dress, often used interchangeably with cheongsam

13.
Author uses 打情骂俏 here, which is to banter flirtatiously lol

14.
Face-con = someone who is attracted to good-looking faces