"How is my outfit?"

The next day, Zhang Zi'an put on a dress and showed it to the elves to ask for their opinions.

Today's foundation celebration is held in the form of a dinner party. Guests present must enter the venue in dresses according to the organizer's requirements.

This is the first time for Zhang Zi'an to wear a dress, because there are no occasions in China and it is not important to pay attention to this. Even if someone holds a formal dinner in China, it would be good for guests to attend at most. It would be considered as a hosting party without vests and shorts. If someone really comes in a tuxedo, it would be eye-catching and it would be sensational.

However, Western dinners, especially those on such serious occasions, may make foreigners present feel that Chinese people do not understand etiquette, which is embarrassing.

So for this dinner, he had to spend money to wear a dress, which was one of the reasons why he hesitated to come at the beginning. He wanted to buy a piece of clothing that he only wore once, and he felt distressed no matter how he thought about it.

"Ga? This is a dress? You idiot can even make a mistake in the dress? It also exposed the fact that your IQ balance is insufficient!" Richard shouted gloatingly.

Because the outfit that Zhang Zian wore was completely different from the traditional Western-style dress, it was even closer to the style of Zhongshan suit, with a stand-up collar hidden bag, but it was also different. The material was satin and dark black, and a Western-style pocket towel was inserted in the pocket on the chest.

Whether it is Richard or Feimas, I have never seen such a Western-style dress, and I doubt whether he was wearing it in the wrong way.

"Close your beak! Do you think only Western-style dresses are considered dresses?" Zhang Zian retorted, "Is this a Chinese-style dress good?"

Before going abroad, he originally planned to customize a Western-style dress, but after thinking about it, in the dinner party of this kind, the men were all dressed in the same style, and they could not tell who was who they were from behind, and his handsomeness would be the same as everyone else. So he simply decided to customize a new set of Chinese dresses according to the styles of national leaders attending important banquets, which not only followed the rules of Western-style dinners, but also reflected his personality and taste - after all, it was the same style as national leaders, so no one dared to say that the style was ugly.

"I think it's good, it's integrated and generous, showing the temperament of our great country." Lao Cha exclaimed, because this outfit is very similar to the clothes of the progressive young people of that era.

Fina looked disdainfully, "I can't understand why modern people's formal clothes are so dark, and they look hot."

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"It should be almost the same, but what do you want to do?" Zhang Zi'an asked vigilantly.

The snow lion laughed twice and waved his claws a few times. "The laces of those clothes should be very thin, and you can't wear underwear. As long as I pretend to cut the laces inadvertently...sheep!"

Zhang Zi'an: "..."

"But I advise you not to have a big dream in spring and autumn, it's not your turn! When I take action, you'd better turn your head or close your eyes, otherwise don't blame me for letting you wear women's evening gowns in the future!" The Snow Lion threatened fiercely.

Zhang Zian: "...It seems that it's time to let you go back to your phone and have a rest."

"Dare you! Believe it or not, I will castrate you now?" The Snow Lion was furious. Finally, there was an occasion where she could just watch a girl with no back. How could she let it go?

It chased after it, and he ran around in circles. Anyway, its short legs could not catch up with him. Finally, it was so tired that it collapsed directly on the carpet. However, the cat took revenge and it was not late at night. It announced that tomorrow's breakfast would be ham and eggs.

Zhang Zi'an planned to wait for the night to go to the balcony to take it as self-defense. Anyway, no matter how cold it is in San Francisco, it will not be frozen.

"Meow~ the clothes look good." Xinghai ran back from the balcony and looked at his clothes.

"Haha, I love hearing these words! But Xinghai, you usually look like you are wearing a dress..." he smiled.

Isn’t the appearance of Star Sea black and white very much like a combination of a black dress and a white shirt?

"Squeak!" π applauded and gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you π." Zhang Zi'an moved his footsteps calmly, because the person who gave you a thumbs up may not be praising you, but may also be aiming at you with an Italian cannon...

Vladimir was not in the house, and he was always idle and had already run out to establish the American branch of the Red Flower Club.

Only Zhang Zi'an and Feimas were officially invited. The foundation knew that Feimas was the dog that won the Berlin Best Actor, so it was invited to attend. If other elves want to go, they can only go invisible.

After it was fine to try it on, Zhang Zi'an put the clothes on the bed and prepared to wait for the evening.

"Gaga! Where are you going today? Are you a castro area with a long time flying rainbow flag? Find a white nerd wearing glasses, a black guy with a reggae head, or a Latin American artist with a head-explosive head, and experience the 'the ruler has its strengths, and the inch is shorter'? However, I friendly reminder that the essence of the castro area is only after night!" Richard flew to his shoulder and chattered endlessly.

"I didn't visit Chinatown well yesterday, so I'll make up for it today." Zhang Zi'an ignored its noise and turned to ask Lao Cha for advice.

Yesterday he drove past Chinatown and wandered around the entrance for a while, but... Unfortunately, the entrance to the Chinatown he arrived happened to be a green-topped gatehouse. The plaque read "The world is for the public". The dazzling light was reflected by the sun, as beautiful as a ray of light, which made him panic.

In addition, the time I went to yesterday was wrong. There were a lot of traffic in Chinatown. Because the streets were narrow and the cars were like snails, I only walked outside, didn’t go deeper, and couldn’t take Lao Cha to see the martial arts hall in Chinatown. I was a little regretful, so I planned to make up for it today - of course I had to change the entrance, and I couldn’t pass by the Green Top Gate Tower.

Lao Cha nodded happily.

"You idiot, don't you want to go to Chinatown? Are you thinking of going to Italy next door to watch a stripper show? Then fire an Italian cannon?" However, Richard had seen through everything.

Before Zhang Zi'an could clarify, it said again: "Gaga! But I don't object. Chinatown mainly focuses on Cantonese. I happened to be learning Cantonese, and I just put what I have learned into practice!"

It is rare that it said a serious reason. Of course, Zhang Zian had no reason to object, but usually it was just a serious person on the surface...

Sure enough, it raised its volume, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Now, please sing a Cantonese version of "The Unswallowed Essence"! Swallow...ga!"

As soon as it started, Zhang Zi'an stuffed it under the pillow.
Chapter completed!