Tokyo Sound

This outfit is very high-end at first glance, and is completely different from the hundreds of dollars worth of goods sold wholesale by the company. Anyway, you will definitely not be mistaken for a salesman when you wear it.

"Can I try it on?" Yin Ze rubbed his hands. He would decide whether to buy it later, but he wanted to try it first.

"Of course." said the waiter with a smile.

"How much?" Sakura-san is not one of those people who talk nonsense.

"48 yen. If you want to try on the clothes, please follow me."

"No, no..." Yin Zechuan's expression changed drastically, and he waved his hands quickly, "The photo shoot is just for the company's task, not to submit an application form for running for a councillor. You can use something more casual."

Damn, it’s so expensive. If I accidentally get scratched, I’ll have a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

The waiter received the feedback, thought for a moment, and went back to quickly bring another one.

"It's the same brand as the last one, but the fabric used is tweed. The hem is longer and more lifelike and thicker. It's more windproof and warm, and very suitable for the current autumn and winter. The overall style is more British retro. The characters in Downton Abbey wear this kind of coat. What do you think?"

"How much?" Sakura-san only asked.

"38 yen."

"It's fair."

"...Well, I don't fit in in this fashionable, fast-paced city. After all, there's no hunting ground nearby, and I don't have a double-barreled shotgun or a maid who can make tea. A law-abiding society doesn't need me to dress up as Sherlock Holmes. Please change me into something more 'casual'." Yin Ze hinted wildly, "No need for a suit."

The waiter began to search for inventory knowledge in his mind again, and soon made another return trip.

"The basic styles of winter men's coats all have their origins. For example, this Duffle Coat originated from Belgian fishermen and was later used by British soldiers to protect against the cold. The wide windproof hood and large pockets make it casual and versatile. It can be used as a tool to cover up the flesh while also magnifying the excellent figure. This brown color is suitable for a young and clean college style. What do you think?"

Yin Ze's eyes lit up.

To sum it up in one sentence, the partner of justice, Shirou Emiya [Note: a character in the Fate series, one of the masters] wears the same jacket as autumn and winter!

In fact, I have a similar style in my closet, but it’s the school uniform distributed by my high school.

It's no wonder that the single principal with body odor is such a good person. The wholesale school uniforms are of good quality. It's a pity that Takizawa-kun washes and wears that uniform every day, and the laundry detergent is also cheap. It has become matted and faded, and it's no longer usable.

Otherwise he would have just worn the Alaya Guardian certified windbreaker.

"How much," Sakura-san repeated.

"16 yen."

"Very good, I like it." Yin Ze nodded in approval. It was not bad, at least he dared to try it on. He straightened his collar and prepared to try it out.

After receiving the soft and heavy coat, the boy walked out of the fitting room soon. It was a rare opportunity for him to spend money, so he just treated it as a new outfit to make up for the poor New Year. In front of the mirror, the man looked left and right, seemingly showing off his charm and posing, but in fact he was checking if there were any mistakes in the production process, missing buttons, holes, etc.

"Okay, okay." Sakura also looked very satisfied.

"Okay, that's it. Just tell me where to pay and I'll wear it and leave." Yin Ze said with false pride.

"This lady has already paid." The waiter gave a charming business smile.

"?"

"You're welcome." Sakura-san said with real pride on the other side.

"That won't work. It's so expensive. I have to give it to you." Yin Ze shook his head.

"This is my gift to you."

"I'm older than you and a good adult. How could I let a middle school student spend so much money? Take advantage of you?" Yin Ze said seriously.

"It's okay. This is part of the New Year's money I gave you a few months ago." The girl answered naturally.

"..."

Yin Ze was silent for a few seconds, but soon the optimism he had developed over the years made him regain his confidence in life.

"That's not OK."

"Well, just accept it." Sakura stamped her feet lightly and said awkwardly, "This is the first time I give a gift to a friend."

The boy looked at the girl who had a thick wallet but a thin skin, and sighed slightly.

"Excuse me, do you have women's models of my style?" I wanted to ask if there were women's models, but the dazzling array of price tags was like a fuse that was burning the poor to ashes, which was frightening, so I had to change the subject.

"Of course." Although the beautiful waitress was professional and well-controlled, her eyes still inevitably lingered on the two of them.

A handsome and charming poor senior.

A cute and wealthy school girl.

Selfless dedication, rational rewards, a subtle sense of distance, an ambiguous relationship that transcends class and age, and is both a brother and a sister and friends.

——Hiss, complicated!

"Since it's a gift, there should be no problem if we give it to each other, right?" Yin Ze said with a smile.

"Yes, it's okay." The girl folded her hands and accepted it.

Facts have proven that appearance is the foundation of fashion trends. Sakura puts this on and immediately becomes a street photography expert, a standard buyer show model.

"Welcome next time." The waiter bowed and sent away a man and a woman wearing the same clothes.

"I'm going to the company to take pictures. Can you go back alone?" Yin Ze asked.

"I'm not a kid in elementary school. Do you think I don't know how to take the subway?"

“…I’m used to it.”

"Haha, you gave it to me when we came back from the amusement park?" Sakura rolled her eyes.

"Don't mention it. I clearly came here on an electric bike, but I forgot to go back and take the tram with you guys. I went back to look for her halfway." Yin Ze was helpless. He almost forgot about his pretty lady.

"See you next time then?"

"Well, see you later."

The boy waved and walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

Sakura Ayane touched her clothes and went home happily.

"I am back!"

"Your father's colleague sent a box of fresh hairy crabs tonight. You are in for a treat." Mrs. Edamori, wearing an apron, came over. "Oh, you even went shopping for new clothes."

"Hehe, this is a gift from a friend." Sakura Ayane deliberately turned around to show off.

"You have such a good friend to give you gifts." The young mother took the package curiously.

"No, Takizawa was going to take business photos for the company, and I wanted to buy him some nice clothes. But he was stubborn and insisted on giving it back." The girl sat on the sofa carelessly and teased the parrot, which had been tortured by its father and still couldn't hum a song.

"Takizawa-kun?" Mrs. Edamori was slightly stunned. She lowered her head to flip through the packaging bag, looked at the invoice inside, and paused. "You dragged someone else to buy it, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"Did anything happen between you two when you separated?"

"Um, what?"

"That's him. Has there been any change in his mood?"

"No, it's normal."

"...Okay, don't do this again in the future." Mrs. Edamori sighed softly, "But you really did meet a great and responsible friend."

"What are you talking about?" The pillar of the family, who claimed to be a peerless old man, walked down from upstairs.

"Nothing, just continue to play with the parrot. Ayane, come to the kitchen and help me. You have to learn something, kid, or you will always have a childish temper."

"Ah, what's wrong with me?" the girl said aggrievedly.

"Come to the kitchen and talk while you work."

Mr. Bank Card, who was abandoned by his wife and daughter again, gradually lost the gentle smile on his face.

Instead, there were deep, bloodthirsty eyes like a hungry wolf.

Who is that "he" that I just overheard them talking about? !

……

7 pm.

Tokyo never goes out.

"Tauren Chieftain: Well, we finally finished filming. There was still a lot to do. By the way, you are home now."

"Mature and steady adult: Hoohoo, we're done eating, hairy crabs!"

"Tauren Chieftain: Haha, so what? The bowl of seafood shrimp instant noodles in my hand is not inferior to yours."

"Mature and steady adult: By the way, I told mom about today's clothes..."

"Minotaur Chieftain: Oh, what did Aunt Edamori say? Didn't you think I have a bad taste in clothes?"

"Mature and stable man: She praised you."

「Tauren Chieftain: Pride.JPG」

"Mature and steady adult: How about the official photo?"

"Tauren Chieftain: Take a look. Official photo.JPG"

"Mature and stable adult: Hey, why are you so serious and not smiling at all?"

"Tauren Chieftain: I can't express the three-part contempt, three-part aloofness, and three-part attachment to the vanity of the world that the photographer requires! I hate headshots the most!"

"Mature and stable adult: But the clothes are pretty nice."

"Tauren Chieftain: That is."

"Mature and stable adult: How long will this photo be used?"

"Tauren Chieftain: It's similar to an ID photo. It should be usable for a long time. I heard someone even used it for ten years."

"Mature and steady adult: Ah, it's been so long, I want to take the photo again."

"Tauren Chieftain: Insidious.JPG. What? Do you think the photo editing is not done well?"

"Mature and steady adult: I also want to take a photo wearing the new clothes I bought today, so that others can see that we are partners at a glance."

"Tauren Chieftain: Wouldn't it be awkward if I changed jobs and transferred my nationality later?"

"Mature and stable adult: You're not going to do it anymore?!"

"Tauren Chief: No, I'm just saying. To be honest, I haven't worked anywhere for more than three years."

"Mature and stable adult: No, you can't leave."

"Tauren Chieftain: Capitalists speak for capitalists, and they are not on the same path after all. Tears in my eyes.JPG"

"Mature and stable man: I mean to change jobs together."

"Tauren Chief: Let's talk later. The instant noodles are ready, and the news broadcast has started. I'm going to eat."

Sakura Ayane was lying on the bed, looking at the chat history that was no longer updated, she scrolled up and clicked on the official photo.JPG.

The boy was photographed in a very formal way, from a completely frontal angle, without tilting his head or smiling, a very standard ID photo style. However, the harsh angle and lighting made his face look even tougher and more heroic.

This is pure bone beauty, the eyes are clear, and the highlights in the pupils are like star colors dotted with color.

Of course, the real experts see the brand new brown dress.

Soon this photo will be uploaded to the agency's official website and combined with several of his voice samples to become a simple personal profile for the public.

Is it necessary for the industry to save and output this photo online for ten years?

When the girl thought of this, she smiled foolishly.

Chapter 53 Professional Broker

"The cool breeze is reliable, the autumn moon is boundless, and I miss my beloved so much that the days are as long as years. Although I am not handsome and unrestrained, I have a broad mind and strong arms." Yin Ze walked out of the recording studio humming a tune, went to the vending machine, and chose coffee with his head tilted.

"You're still in the mood to enjoy this kind of soft music. It seems like you've been living a good life recently." Kashiwai Ippei said, leaning against the corridor wall in a very stylish manner, with his hands folded.

"Not bad. Get up early and go to bed early, and have a healthy lifestyle." Yin Ze replied with a smile, "What would you like to drink? It's on me."

"Thank you, I don't want to drink." The agent looked at the guy in front of him, looking so carefree, and sighed deeply like an old father seeing his son who didn't want to make progress, "You are so careless, too careless!"

"What's wrong with you again?" Yin Ze seemed accustomed to it.

"Hey, you're quite smart and a top student. So, why don't we just skip the professional socializing and chat like friends? Is that okay?" Kashiwa Ippei said.

"Why don't you just say what you want to say?" Yin Ze bent down and took out a hot coffee from the access port.