Paper Life 28 Part 2

"Red wedding dress... la la la my red wedding dress... Groom... la la la my Groom..." But soon, it was drowned out by the screams of others.

Zhang Hu rushed over gibbering, hugging Shang Nan. "What did you touch, Dad?!"

Shang Nan pointed at the wall. There was now a beam of light above them too, blindingly white. Shang Nan remained calm, "I stuck the prop Yu Zhibai took before entering onto the wall."

Looking up at Shang Nan, Zhang Hu could only see Shang Nan's exquisite and indifferent profile, somewhat like those beautiful sculptures of gods. He suddenly wasn't so scared anymore.

"Groom la la la..." As luck would have it, the music got louder, and Zhang Hu immediately became scared again.

"Here, there's a set of clothes!" Lin Xin shouted from a corner. She pointed with her finger, not daring to touch it.

Shang Nan walked over. Yu Zhibai followed, blocking between Shang Nan and Zhang Hu. Zhang Hu didn't mind, because Yu Zhibai also gave a strong sense of security.

The clothes were red. The top was a red short jacket, with a ring of red fur sewn along the sleeves and collar. The clothes were embroidered with blooming flower shapes. The bottom looked somewhat like a skirt, made of several panels.

Lin Xin's family was in the clothing business. She squatted down. Encountering a field she understood, she became bolder and reached out to stroke the embroidery, "Damn, these clothes are expensive. A set like this should cost several ten thousand."

Zhao Xiaofan hugged his arms, not daring to get close, "Cute Strawberry is run by a bunch of damn rich second generations. They don't lack money. If the props aren't impressive, could they be famous?"

After Zhao Xiaofan finished saying the four words "damn rich second generation," everyone except Shang Nan and Yu Zhibai looked at Zhao Xiaofan in unison. Except for Yu Zhibai, the other nine were all the "damn rich second generations" he spoke of.

Shang Nan didn't mind Zhao Xiaofan's words. He reached out and touched the fur on the collar of the short jacket, looking at Yu Zhibai, "You wear it?"

For the first time, Yu Zhibai was reluctant, "No."

Lin Xin looked up, "Why should the straight-A student wear it? It looks like a skirt, just not very obvious."

"Yu Zhibai brought the prop in, so naturally he should wear it," Shang Nan answered.

Not only because this was indeed the method Shang Nan thought of to pass this hall, but another reason was that teasing Yu Zhibai was fun.

Moreover, this wedding outfit was very unisex and refined; it suited both men and women.

The crowd nodded, thinking Shang Nan made a lot of sense.

Zhang Hu went straight to strip off Yu Zhibai's jacket, "Come on, come on, us bros will help you."

Making a fuss together, Yu Zhibai wouldn't really get angry with everyone. In his dealings with people in the class, he always maintained a distance that wasn't too far or too close, like an onlooker, outside the group.

At this moment, however, he blended in very quickly.

Zhang Hu held Yu Zhibai's jacket and directed the others to put the wedding outfit on Yu Zhibai. Once the short jacket with excellent embroidery and expensive materials was on, Lin Xin let out a "Wow." This type of somewhat antique clothing was actually very hard to wear; too fat won't do, too thin won't do, too dark won't do, too ugly won't do, and the temperament must match.

Yu Zhibai was a straight-A student, his face carrying a cool detachment. He forcibly suppressed the gaudy red, his temperament cold and clear, like an elegant and beautiful young master standing in a hall in ancient times.

The clothes were put on by their heckling. He bent down to put on the skirt himself. When he looked up, he met Shang Nan's gaze. Shang Nan's eyes were teasing. Seeing this, Yu Zhibai's eyes darkened.

"The straight-A student could be a celebrity," Lin Xin praised.

But after putting it on, there was no change in the hall. The music drifted by everyone's ears, screeching as usual. That table carried an oppressive solemnity.

Zhao Xiaofan stroked his chin, looking at Shang Nan, "Could it be because the straight-A student's prop has already been used? Now it's a new stage, and his prop can't be used twice; we need a new prop to start the next task."

Shang Nan thought, "That's possible."

"Everyone take out your props, let's see which one matches the wedding outfit."

Everyone took out their props one after another.

There was a shovel, an incense burner, white candles, and balloons...

Shang Nan spread out the cloth in his hand.

"Seems like there isn't one." Zhao Xiaofan's face was written with disappointment.

"Could it be the incense burner? Let the groom offer incense or something."

"Bullshit, it must be the shovel, let the groom shovel out a large flat for himself as a marital home!"

"It's the balloons. Let the groom run three laps around the venue holding the balloons to show he's still young at heart."

Shang Nan watched them argue, speechless. Just as he was about to speak up to suggest thinking of other ways, he met Lin Xin's gaze. Lin Xin said slowly, "It's Shang Nan."

"Why?" Zhang Hu didn't understand.

Lin Xin's voice was calm and composed, "The prop in his hand is a red veil."

The crowd's thoughts immediately flew. Zhu Mai's eyes rolled fast, "Right! Why didn't I think of that!"

Lin Xin: "Then this wedding outfit actually shouldn't be worn by the straight-A student. This wedding outfit is prepared for the person holding the red veil. It should be Shang Nan wearing it."

Before Shang Nan could react, the group had already rushed anxiously to strip the wedding outfit off Yu Zhibai. They flusteredly and happily put the short jacket onto Shang Nan, as if they had completely integrated into the scene of this hall, as if they were really holding a wedding.

Across these few people, Shang Nan looked straight into Yu Zhibai's eyes. Yu Zhibai looked very earnestly, his eyes pitch-black. The red light shone into his eyes, revealing a bit of gorgeous weirdness.

Shang Nan's back felt faintly cold.

Next was the skirt. Shang Nan put it on himself. He was on the thin side, and the clothes were quite large in size, plus they had elastic buttons, so Shang Nan could easily wear them over his clothes.

Zhang Hu looked at Shang Nan, a bit dazed: "Holy crap, which window did God close for you?!"

Different from Yu Zhibai's coldness, Shang Nan's usual gentle temperament was instantly chased away by the bright red wedding outfit. The corners of his brows and eyes were set off to be extremely bright and beautiful, like a peony blooming to the extreme.

"What's the next step?" Shang Nan raised his chin slightly, hands busy fastening the buttons of the short jacket. The way he looked up while speaking had a tone of nobility and arrogance, quite alluring.

From the moment Shang Nan put on this wedding outfit, Yu Zhibai's eyes hadn't moved away.

Even if Shang Nan tried to ignore it, he couldn't.

Lin Xin and Zhao Xiaofan had already figured it out. Having seen many movies and TV shows, the next step after putting on the wedding outfit was naturally to sit in the sedan chair. Lin Xin pointed at the sedan chair, "Sit in that, then go around in a circle, and go bow to heaven and earth."

Shang Nan actually guessed it too, but he didn't want to say it.

After all, the one being stuffed into the sedan chair was himself, not Yu Zhibai.

"Is this sedan chair electric?" Zhang Hu stroked his chin and circled the sedan chair twice. "Ah, it's not electric. Then how to make it turn a circle?"

Lin Xin shrugged, "Of course, it's you guys carrying it."

Excluding Lin Xin and Shang Nan who was already sitting in the sedan chair, there were exactly eight boys left. An eight-bearer sedan chair.

Shang Nan felt admiration for the people in this studio.

When he entered, he was holding roses and handed the roses to the staff. The girl in charge of keeping items smiled slightly at him.

At that time, his and Yu Zhibai's couple status had been exposed. Superimposed with the props they selected, the "Red Affair" setting came out.

When players enter, every step is carefully designed based on the players' identities, genders, and relationships. The simplicity and crudeness at the beginning were just to reserve time for the plot development later.

Shang Nan was pushed into the sedan chair. The cushion inside was soft, highly replicating the style of sedan chairs in movies and TV dramas.

"Holy crap!"

"Damn!"

"I, f*ck!"

"..."

Shang Nan wasn't fat. He was over 1.8 meters tall, weighing over 120 pounds, even considered on the thin side.

The main issue was that this group of people were all pampered young masters who didn't even know how to wash a bowl at home, let alone do physical labor. Moreover, lifting a sedan chair required technique. They had no experience and could only rely on brute force.

Lin Xin squatted on the ground laughing back and forth. Yu Zhibai was arranged in the position closest to Shang Nan. He wasn't as exaggerated as the others, looking effortless. When the curtain swayed, revealing a narrow gap, Yu Zhibai looked back and glanced in. He could glimpse Shang Nan inside. Shang Nan's face was reflected red by the sedan chair. He was obviously having fun, smiling happily. Yu Zhibai couldn't help but curve his blood-red lips.

The lights in the hall were dark red, and everyone's face was covered in strange red, so Yu Zhibai's abnormality appeared very normal, and no one noticed.

Zhang Hu and the group of boys used all their strength to carry the sedan chair around the hall. This hall was twice as big as the previous one. Although Zhu Mai was tall, he was too thin, and both legs were shaking. He gritted his teeth and lifted the sedan chair, but being the tallest, when he lifted it like that, the sedan chair tilted backward, and the weight pressed onto Zhao Xiaofan and another boy behind.

Zhao Xiaofan's face turned beet red, "Zhu Mai, f*ck your grandfather!!!"

After a hard struggle, the circle was finally completed. Finally, they heard the music change tune. It changed to be even more weird, without any rhythm or beauty, making people get goosebumps just listening to it.

"Alright, bow to heaven and earth, bow to heaven and earth!" Zhang Hu looked excited. "Who will do it, who will do it?"

Zhao Xiaofan gasped for breath, hands on his hips, "Lin Xin go, Lin Xin is a girl."

Lin Xin was confusedly pushed over. Zhang Hu immediately ran to the front of the table, "I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it. I'll recite the 'First bow to high heavens' part!"

He was about to start shouting, but Yu Zhibai stepped out. He pointed overhead. "The lyrics are 'Red Wedding Dress' and 'Groom'. The 'Red Wedding Dress' is Shang Nan. The 'Groom' should be someone related to this scene. Lin Xin's prop is a shovel, obviously unrelated to a wedding."

Zhang Hu immediately swallowed his "First bow to high heavens" back.

Yu Zhibai had good grades, so everyone wouldn't doubt his IQ. Zhao Xiaofan also seconded, "Indeed, the straight-A student is right. Then send a boy up. Zhu Mai go up, Zhu Mai is the tallest, he matches Shang Nan better."

Zhu Mai's legs were still shaking. He looked up and saw the straight-A student looking at him coldly. His heart trembled, "My legs are still shaking, change to someone else, change to someone else."

Yu Zhibai thought for a moment, lowering his eyes to ponder for a while, before slowly saying: "My prop was used at the very beginning, and it was my prop that triggered the later scenes. This indicates that the person possessing this prop is also one of the protagonists of this Red Affair. It's better if I bow with Shang Nan."