Seventeen Again: The Sweet Life with My Family

Chapter 382: Don’t Despise Me

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

At the moment she saw the dress, Gu Cheng knew it was over. This kind of exam placed significant emphasis on the preparation of the participants. If Wen Nian were to perform in such attire, even with exceptional talent, it would be challenging to leave a favorable impression on the judges and teachers.

Gu Cheng felt the fabric of the dress and sensed that there must be similar outfits available in some custom clothing shops in Kyoto. He quickly spoke up, “Um… where did you buy this dress? I’ll go buy one right away. Do you still have more than half an hour of preparation time? I’ll go right now.”

Wen Nian looked at the clothes in her hand and shook her head. She had filmed many period dramas in her previous life and knew very well that Tian Juan must have gotten someone to customize this Hanfu. At the very least, it was a set of clothes for the third female lead of a large production team. It was definitely impossible to buy it.

Besides, even if it were available for purchase, could it be delivered within half an hour? She still needed time to change clothes and do her hair.

Taking a deep breath, she gently said, “It’s okay. I won’t change the outfit then. Or maybe I’ll improvise and play the piano instead. Anyway, it’s just a show of talent.”

“But how can that work?” Gu Cheng, now quite anxious, had a face turning red, almost purple. “I’ll contact my family right now. They will find a suitable dress for you. I’ll ask them to inform the school and help you postpone the exam. You’ll have enough time to change clothes.”

Seeing Gu Cheng about to take out his phone, Wen Nian quickly stopped him. “No, that won’t do. If someone says the school gave me special treatment, even if I get in based on my skills, public opinion will change. You should know how powerful words can be, especially in the entertainment industry.”

Gu Cheng, desperate, was almost in tears. “Then what should we do?”

Looking at the somewhat naive Gu Cheng before her, and thinking of the icy and devoted swordsman he portrayed later, Wen Nian couldn’t help but find it hard to connect the two images.

Suddenly, Gu Cheng grabbed the long sword from Wen Nian’s backpack and asked, “Are you going to dance with the sword? Does this dress have a specific theme or scenario design?”

“No, not really.” Wen Nian shook her head. “My agent just thought this dress looked good.”

“That’s great!”

Saying so, Gu Cheng directly started undressing in front of Wen Nian. A few girls nearby quickly stepped back, but none covered their eyes. It had to be said that Gu Cheng’s well-built upper body was too tempting.

Wen Nian took a step back while holding her backpack, staring wide-eyed at Gu Cheng. “What, what are you doing? Did something agitate you?”

Indeed, his abdominal muscles were impressive, with not a hint of excess fat. Unlike peers who might appear frail, he exuded a masculine charm. However, Wen Nian currently had no interest in observing such details, as she had less than twenty minutes left for her preparations.

Gu Cheng, feeling a bit embarrassed, handed the clothes over. “This is also a modified version of a Hanfu. It’s somewhat similar to the attire of a swordsman, but I use it for playing the flute in performances.”

Approaching a bit more, Wen Nian stepped back again. He somewhat helplessly picked up his sleeves. “You can tie them with a rope here. The length of the sleeves can be adjusted, and there’s a belt. The design lacks shoulder seams, so both men and women can wear it.”

Wen Nian finally understood his intention, carefully examining Gu Cheng’s clothes. The bamboo patterns were embroidered with silver thread, shimmering slightly in the sunlight.

“For pants, you can wear your own as long as there are no flaws in the clothes. Please don’t mind, this is just a makeshift solution.”

The last few words were almost uttered with all his strength. Gu Cheng sneakily looked at Wen Nian and saw that she didn’t hesitate, directly taking the clothes.

“Thank you very much.”

Looking at her bright eyes and gentle smile, Gu Cheng, almost involuntarily, said, “I’m Gu Cheng. Gu Cheng.”

Wen Nian was momentarily stunned, then smiled and said, “I’m Wen Nian. Thank you, Gu Cheng.”

She then shook the clothes in her hand and quickly ran towards the women’s changing room.

Watching her leave, Gu Cheng’s gaze didn’t shift. Suddenly, his heart seemed to be struck by something.

Then he heard the sound of cameras clicking nearby. Glancing over, several girls sheepishly put away their phones.

Gu Cheng lowered his head only to realize he was still shirtless. He quickly, somewhat embarrassedly, picked up his bag and hugged it to his chest. Blushing, he hurried towards the men’s changing room..