Chapter 55

After the performance, sang Mengmeng went backstage to change her clothes.

The audience suddenly dispersed. It was like that after the final performance of the Spring Festival Gala, many people went to bed or set off firecrackers. They had no expectations for the performance behind them.

The senior members and managers of the off stage animation community began to score sang Mengmeng, basically with high or full marks. Only one girl wearing glasses gave sang Mengmeng a failing score, because sang Mengmeng's cos completely subverted the original character image and was not cos at all.

This reason is too far fetched. You know, in the ACG circle, the phenomenon of character sprouting or motherhood is everywhere, and it is very common for girls to play male or alien roles.

Although this girl is a senior Coser of the animation agency, her opinions must be considered, so the jury did not give the results immediately, Tang an felt that sang Mengmeng was settled, otherwise the animation agency would only receive a boo, which is unbearable for the animation agency of China Shipping University, which is preparing to commercialize and expand its influence. You should know the groups playing COS and relevant people, Most love to spread this shady and unfair phenomenon, and will do everything possible to make complaints about it. If the handling of the inappropriate activities is conducted, the activities organized by the China Animation club will be easily resisted.

"It's really awesome. After watching her performance, I want to try." Zhang Yuying said eagerly.

Not only Zhang Yuying, but also many people showed an excited attitude, and more people consulted the animation society on the new policy.

"It's an idol level. I feel that most Coser are much inferior to her in expression."

"Even if the performance is good, this kind of prop is a local tyrant. How can ordinary people play it?"

"Props are nothing... It's a big deal to save money, but the girl's body... Hey, if she goes to Cos Snake Girl, piano girl Fox and so on, there's no pressure at all."

"It's selling breasts again."

"That also needs to be able to sell!"

Such comments abound. Tang an takes Zhang Yuying to the backstage and waits for sang Mengmeng.

"Let me introduce you." Tang an asked and looked at Zhang Yuying.

Zhang Yuying nodded again and again. Girls treat girls not only with pure jealousy. If one party can absolutely admire each other's talents or certain characteristics, at least when they are still very strange to each other, the other party is easy to admire her.

After a while, sang Mengmeng came out and took some time to take off her clothes and makeup.

"Congratulations on the success of the performance." Tang an first congratulated.

"Your performance is really wonderful!" Zhang Yuying couldn't help praising.

"Thank you." Sang Mengmeng said with a smile, and then looked at Zhang Yuying, a girl who took the daily route?

"My high school classmate, Zhang Yuying, just watched your performance and adored you." Tang an is happy to introduce excellent friends to her friends. Anyway, for Zhang Yuying, there is no harm in knowing sang Mengmeng. Sang Mengmeng may not be the type of girlfriend she likes, but maybe as a friend, she is a very suitable object.

"I'm flattered... If you are interested, you can play together!" Sang Mengmeng said happily. The expression on her face is not artificial. It seems that she likes to be praised by Zhang Yuying.

"OK, can I add your QQ?" Zhang Yuying took out her mobile phone.

Tang an is depressed next to her. Zhang Yuying hardly contacts her classmates on QQ. She is also an alternative. Now she meets friends she wants to know, so she is finally willing to use this social means. Her feelings are not enough to let Sister Zhang often contact with QQ.

Sang Mengmeng nodded and exchanged numbers with Zhang Yuying. Then sang Mengmeng looked at Tang an and smiled.

"How long have you been playing cos? It's very professional." Zhang Yuying chatted with Sang Mengmeng.

"Since high school, it's just that I pay more attention to props. I seldom participate in any activities. I prefer to make props and other things." Sang Mengmeng said.

"You made your own props?" said Zhang Yuying strangely.

"I designed it myself. I still need someone to make some professional things, but I made the clothes myself." Sang Mengmeng pointed behind her, which means the cos dress just now.

"That's great, too. I'm disabled." Zhang Yuying said with envy.

"Do you like cos too?" Sang Mengmeng asked.

Zhang Yuying nodded heavily, "I just thought about it before, but I couldn't help it when I saw your cos. Usually I prefer JK uniforms and Luo clothes."

With that, Zhang Yuying looked at sang Mengmeng expectantly, hoping to have more common hobbies with Sang Mengmeng.

Sang Mengmeng looked at Zhang Yuying in surprise, "Luo Zhuang? Luo Niang is rare. I didn't expect Tang an to have a friend who is Luo Niang, so am I! I prefer sweet Luo Zhuang, how about you?"

"Me too, I feel that Luozhuang just wants to feel sweet!" Zhang Yuying is happy to hold sang Mengmeng's hand.

"Yes, even when I wear Chinese clothes, I like the feeling of being cute." Sang Mengmeng is obviously also very happy.

"Are you still a Hanfu woman? I feel I can't control Hanfu. My face is a little thin. If I wear Hanfu, I always feel like a brothel woman showing off." Zhang Yuying said regretfully.

"How could it be? You just find the right system for yourself. I think the Hanfu of Minghua hall or Jinglian hall is good for you... Just don't wear those styles with too light materials. Especially the Hanfu of the Ming Dynasty, it's impossible to wear that feeling. After all, the Hanfu of the Ming Dynasty made now takes a dignified and elegant style." Sang Mengmeng said.

Tang an couldn't say a word standing next to him. This topic was small enough. The girls were still discussing what he could get involved. He only knew that the "Luo Niang" in Sang Mengmeng's mouth meant a girl in a gorgeous Lolita Dress.

So Tang an let the two of them talk in full swing. Tang an went to the side and looked around. What made him wonder was that when sang Mengmeng met Bai Yunxuan, they were full of gunpowder and tit for tat. Why did she have another attitude when she met Zhang Yuying?

The girl's mind is really incomprehensible. After all, they are another creature.

Tang an walked around the whole stadium and saw enough of the temptations that these young girls tried to show, either bold and sexy, or half hidden, or small breasts as tender as pigeons, good taste, or rough waves, undulating lines full of impact, or a small waist full of grip, or long legs, In short, except for a small number of girls who have fun themselves, there are some advantages for girls who come to attend with some eye-catching purposes.

In Sang Mengmeng's words, that's the selling point.

When Tang an came back from a round trip, sang Mengmeng and Zhang Yuying were already chatting hand in hand. They seemed to be good friends for many years.

Girls' friendships happen so quickly that they can play together soon with similar interests.

"Tang an, go buy a camera with me on Saturday!" Zhang Yuying said to Tang an.

"I don't necessarily have time on Saturday. I want to repair the yard." Tang an thought for a while and said.

"You're a little boy, but your interests and hobbies are the same as those of a successful uncle. When I buy a camera, I happen to have money. I want to update my equipment and take pictures of Mengmeng in the future." Zhang Yuying said discontentedly. Tang an, it's not easy to ask him to go out every time. He always knocks and trims in his own house.

"OK. But I don't understand photographic equipment. What do you want me to do?" Tang an said indifferently.

"I can ask someone for help. It is said that the water in the photographic equipment is very deep and can't be pit," Sang Mengmeng said.

"Let's go shopping together," suggested Zhang Yuying.

Tang an is thinking about the layout of his yard. He feels that four wooden stakes around the pool can build a large rocking chair.

"That's it." Zhang Yuying pushed Tang an.

Tang an nodded.