I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 147 The meaningful gown

Studio.

The audience's eyes widened when they heard the old man say Song Heling.

Unexpectedly, the tailor who made this gown for the old man turned out to be Zhang Ruixiang who made the cheongsam for Song Meiling.

"It is said that when Song Meiling settled abroad, 99 of her 55 suitcases were filled with cheongsams."

"This cheongsam lady loved cheongsam all her life, but she never thought that the makers of those cheongsams came from Taohuayuan Village."

"According to Mrs. Song's personal maid, this Ruixiang is known as Mrs. Song's queen tailor."

"Suddenly I feel so sorry for the old man. The child who said he wanted to make clothes for himself actually forgot about the old man when he met Song Meiling. It's a typical example of being oblivious to sex."

"It can't be said that she is oblivious to sex. This Mrs. Song is known as a woman who is both beautiful and intelligent. No man would have any ideas about such a high-quality woman."

"However, he left such a long gown to the old man, probably because he wanted to apologize to the old man."

"Actually, from the old man's tone, he also knows that everyone has a love for beauty, so he didn't blame Zhang Ruixiang too much, otherwise the old man would not treasure this gown."

"It's a mistake for a lifetime, what a pity, what a pity."

Listening to the old man's narration and searching for information about Zhang Ruixiang, the audience couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

He was obviously Mrs. Song's queen tailor back then, but there was only a short introduction in history, and no complete information was left.

If Zhang Ruixiang has been with the old man, at least not to mention becoming a celebrity in the tailoring world at that time, he will be rich all his life.

Unfortunately, Ruixiang chose the wrong one.

……

After Ye Qing finished talking about Ruixiang, he couldn't help but sighed.

That silly boy.

Looking at the child's face back then, he knew that the child would fall on a woman.

Because of this, he only let Ruixiang go between the town and the village.

Who would have guessed that God's will is hard to change.

It is destined to meet that Song Meiling in such a distant town.

It's not that he didn't stop him, and even when he was planning the child's marriage in the village, he didn't expect that the child had already planned.

After leaving him this set of moon-white gown, he quietly left.

"Song what Ling?"

After listening to the old man's narration, Huang Lei murmured slightly, then looked at He Jiong with a dazed look in his eyes:

"The woman the old man is talking about isn't Song Meiling, is it?"

He thought about the cheongsam clues in his mind for a long time, and instantly remembered that there was a woman surnamed Song who loved to wear cheongsam in the history of the Republic of China.

According to a piece of history he had read, it was mentioned that Mrs. Song's wardrobe was full of cheongsams, and these cheongsams were all made by the same tailor.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song's royal tailor turned out to be the child from Taohuayuan Village who said she would sew a gown for the old man.

"Seems to be."

He Jiong nodded in response to Huang Lei's words.

The only person who can match the number in history is Mrs. Song.

He was also surprised that this gown could be indirectly related to Mrs. Song.

"Okay, since you don't want to shoot, I'll go upstairs, old man."

Ye Qing glanced at several people, and walked out the door with a little disappointment in his eyes.

He even wore out the treasures at the bottom of the box, but he still didn't take pictures with him, which really affected his mood.

"Grandpa, I can take a personal photo of you."

Seeing this, Tian He immediately blocked the way.

Out of the corner of his eye just now, he had seen Qin Qiang and Xiang Ye enter the weapon room.

In order to make it easier for Xiang Ye to act without any mistakes, he had better let these people stay in this studio.

"Your long gown sets off your temperament so well, it would be a pity not to leave a picture. And this studio can highlight your gentleness even more."

"That's right, old man, you've already worn out your clothes, and you just changed them without leaving a picture, don't you feel regretful?"

Standing at the end of the crowd, Yixing saw the disappointment in the old man's eyes, so he agreed with Tian He to let the old man stay.

No matter how disappointed the old man was that they didn't take a group photo together, he still had to take his first color photo.

And the clothes have already been changed, so it's a pity not to shoot them.

"Old man, what the two children said is good, you should take a personal one first."

Huang Lei also echoed and said:

"Since you have already worn such a meaningful dress, you should take a personal photo first, and then we will take a group photo together."

He is no longer so resistant to taking photos with the old man.

After all, the old man wore such a meaningful dress just to take a photo with them. If they refused again, wouldn't they be too sorry for the old man.

"Grandpa, you shoot first, and then we will shoot together." Zhang Zifeng held Ye Qing's arm and said with certainty in his eyes.

"It was you who said not to shoot, and I will agree again, don't be too reluctant."

Ye Qing looked at a few people, but his face was still a little ugly.

These children changed their faces faster than turning the pages of a book, and just now, each of them had a resolute expression on their faces.

Now that he is unhappy, he knows to change his words. He doesn't want to forcefully twist the melon on the vine.

"No force, if you had said the meaning of this dress earlier, we would have dragged you to take a photo together." He Jiong responded with a smile.

"Hmph, an emotional old man is not as good as a piece of clothing."

Ye Qing raised his chin slightly and let out a soft snort, then stood in front of Fanyu's two paintings and waved to Tian He:
"Come and shoot."

"okay."

Tian He walked forward with a smile upon hearing this.

Finally, these people were left in this room.

Hope everything goes as planned.

He picked up the camera and looked for a good angle. After watching for a while, he said to the people behind him:
"Mr. Huang, you all come in, and by the way, put the light on the door and open it."

"it is good."

After hearing the words, several people did as Tian He said.

They didn't ask why, after all, they didn't know any professional photography knowledge.

It can only be that the photographer says what they say, and they do it.

click-

click-

After the shutter sounded twice, Tian He walked to a wall covered with a piece of silk.

He squatted halfway and raised the camera to take another side view of Ye Qing.

After taking the picture, he planned to lean against the wall behind him, and when he changed the angle, he missed it, sat back and pulled the silk off.

Because there were embroidered paintings on this piece of silk, he thought it was hanging on the wall for appreciation, but unexpectedly, the silk was still a little away from the wall.

But when the other people in the room saw the piece of silk being torn off, they didn't have time to care about Tian He, and stared at the wall with wide eyes.

When they first saw this wall, they also thought that the paintings on this wall were the embroidery on this piece of silk cloth, so they didn't take a closer look.

After all, men are not very interested in silk embroidery or anything like that.

But when they saw the painting behind this today, they were dumbfounded.

It's really stupid.

Unexpectedly, there was a portrait of the old man on the wall.

But this portrait does not seem to have been drawn with a paintbrush.

(End of this chapter)