Li Qingyang went down the mountain that day, came to the town to find a good tailor shop and paid a deposit in advance, and within a few days, more than 200 pieces of martial arts costumes were delivered.
When the money is in place, it is easy to do things.
Jun Changxiao ordered the disciples to put on brand-new martial arts costumes, and then gather in the martial arts arena.
After a long time, the male disciples headed by Li Qingyang came over first. They were wearing a purple long shirt with a short shirt inside, long trousers and belts, and wrist boots were also purple.
"Second senior brother, isn't this dress too eye-catching?"
"The collar of the blouse is so open that the entire chest is almost exposed. You will definitely be laughed at if you wear it when you go out!"
The disciples kept complaining.
The mainstream clothing in Xingyun Continent is similar to that of the ancient dynasties on Earth. Jun Changxiao designed the martial arts clothing, which is bright, simple, and alternative, which makes them unbearable.
"Why."
Li Qingyang sighed.
He had seen the sketches of the clothes designed by the head, and he could adapt well, but when he actually wore them, he was still very broken.
not for a while.
The female disciples came together from the inner courtyard.
They wore red blouses, with light gauze wrapped around their wrists, and slender waist ropes, which perfectly outlined their slender figures. Their knees were very short and their skirts were not covered. A pair of knee-length flaming red boots wrapped their legs extraordinarily slender.
This women's clothing, abandoning the cumbersome and spacious clothing of mainstream women in mainland China, looks light and simple, but also heroic.
The female disciples selected by Jun Changxiao are all good-looking, wearing uniform clothing, and their slender figures are highlighted, which can be described by the word 'beautiful'.
"Wow!"
"Sisters and sisters are so beautiful!"
The male disciples leaned together one after another, with silly smiles on their faces, quite like Brother Pig.
"Senior sister, they are watching us!"
"It's embarrassing to wear such clothes!"
Women in Xingyun Continent are more traditional, and most of them cover their bodies tightly. It is definitely difficult to accept such simple and masculine clothing.
The deep-rooted Chen Jiu thought made it impossible for male and female disciples to adapt to the avant-garde fashion clothes designed by Jun Changxiao.
Even if you don't adapt, you have to adapt.
Because, this is the order of the head of the sect, and it must not be disobeyed.
"Elder Sister has come out!"
Someone yelled, and everyone looked at the entrance of the inner courtyard. Lu Qianqian, who was beautiful and beautiful, came out wearing a red blouse and flaming red boots, frowning.
This woman often wears a white dress and light gauze, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, but now she has changed into a fiery red blouse, like a delicate and charming rose.
But... it is a rose with thorns, because the face is covered with frost, and the starry eyes are slightly angry, like a burning flame, but it also has a different style.
All the disciples hurriedly looked away, secretly slandering: "Who made Eldest Sister unhappy?"
"tread!"
Lu Qianqian stopped at the front of the martial arts arena, and the ground trembled because of too much force.
The disciple behind was scared and took a few steps back, keeping a certain distance from the elder sister.
Li Qingyang shook his head, he knew that the elder sister was so angry, she must have something to do with the school's costumes.
"Cough cough."
Just at this time, Jun Changxiao walked out of the hall wearing a white long gown, with a gray belt around his waist, and even his boots were white.
This tailor-made costume for the head is completely white, plus he has a good appearance, quite like a handsome young man of aristocratic family.
"Not bad."
As Jun Changxiao walked, he admired himself and said, "Finally, I look like a master."
Suddenly, he spotted Lu Qianqian who had already changed into the school's costume, and said while holding his chin, "A beautiful woman looks beautiful in any clothes."
He just looked at Lu Qianqian, saw the flames erupting from his eyes, and closed his mouth involuntarily.
"Head."
Lu Qianqian said coldly, "I hate red."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Red represents festive and lively, isn't it your girls' favorite color?"
"Hate, just hate."
Lu Qianqian said.
Jun Chang smiled and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
The disciples were all present, she didn't save any face for me!
Lu Qianqian also realized that she had lost control of her emotions. She took a deep breath and said with struggle and pain on her pretty face: "If the head insists on me wearing it, the disciple can only obey."
Although I often beat Jun Changxiao, I am a disciple after all, otherwise I would not force myself to wear clothes of the sect that I don't like in the room.
Seeing the strangeness on the woman's face, Jun Chang smiled and said to himself: "It's definitely not because she hates red. There may be an unknown story that is very painful to her, and she doesn't want to think about it."
"I see."
He said: "Qingyang, go down the mountain and press this style, and replace it with a white one for your senior sister."
"As ordered."
Li Qingyang turned and left, secretly said: "Elder Sister, what is the background?"
During this period of contact, although Lu Qianqian was taciturn, her demeanor was extraordinary, and she might have an unknown identity and background.
"Since the school costumes are changed, it means that the life of the school has officially started. From tomorrow, your second senior brother will be responsible for teaching the daily training."
Jun Chang announced with a smile.
Li Qingyang, who hadn't walked out, almost fell to the ground.
Coming to the sect is responsible for rebuilding the inner and outer courtyards, helping to revise the sect rules, and going down the mountain to customize the sect costumes, and now it is necessary to teach daily practice.
Am I a disciple or a big steward
Why.
Li Qingyang sighed, and secretly said: "It seems to have fallen into a ditch."
"So be it."
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and said, "It's all gone."
"yes!"
All the disciples were ordered to retreat one after another.
"flourishing."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Come to the hall, I have something to say."
Lu Qianqian followed him into the main hall, and said as soon as he walked in: "The disciple offended the head just now, and he is willing to be punished."
Jun Changxiao sat on the seat in charge, with his right elbow resting on the armrest, his palm dragging his face sideways and said: "If I want to punish you, I will punish you outside."
Lu Qianqian was silent.
Jun Changxiao rested his other hand on the armrest, crossed his palms, rested his chin on it, and said, "It's been a while since I joined the Iron-Bone Sect, but I don't know anything about your status as a senior disciple."
He still took that step.
It doesn't mean anything else, it's just that as the head of a sect, shouldn't it be necessary to know the identity of a disciple
Lu Qianqian said: "My name is Lu Qianqian, and this is my identity."
Jun Chang smiled and said speechlessly: "This seat means where you are from, where you live, how many people you have, and how many acres of land you have in the field."
Lu Qianqian said, "I'm from another place, my parents are both dead, and I have neither land nor land."
This answer is very perfunctory, and Jun Changxiao is very dissatisfied.
"Head."
Lu Qianqian looked at him, the coldness on his face faded slightly, and he said in a deep tone: "Knowing more about some things may not be a good thing, but a disaster."
"disaster?"
Jun Chang smiled and touched his nose and said, "It sounds scary."
"That's all, that's all."
He waved his hand and said, "Since you don't say anything, I won't force you. Let's talk about the business, and the female disciple's daily practice will be left to you."
"Second junior brother teaches the male disciples, and I teach the female disciples, what does the master do?" Lu Qianqian looked at him.
"Cough cough."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Of course I am in charge of supervision, occasionally pointing out the confusion and shortcomings in martial arts to the disciples."
Lu Qianqian said suspiciously: "I think the head of the shop wants to be lazy, and wants to be the hands-off shopkeeper?"
"How can it be!"
Jun Changxiao pretended to be serious and said: "I still need to vigorously develop the school, and rely on you disciples to make the Iron-Bone Sect famous in the mainland, how can I be lazy."
"Famous mainland?"
Lu Qianqian curled her lips and whispered, "I'm dreaming again."
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