"Ah, why do you care so much? Just give the money."
Fu Yang didn’t really understand cosplay; this time it was mainly because his classmates had organized an anime convention, and his classmates bombarded him with messages every day.
Fu Yang was typically the cold and aloof type, you could tell him anything and he would respond with "no" "not possible" "out of the question," but actually, with a bit of persistence, he would end up agreeing to your requests.
Fu Yang didn’t say anything, so Shu Wan went online to check it out herself, "Cosplay, short for ’costume play,’ generally involves using costumes, accessories, props, and makeup to portray characters from anime and games. Those who engage in cosplay are generally referred to as cosplayers."
If Shu Wan hadn’t come to the modern world, hadn’t seen Wang Tian and Fu Yang’s hair colors, hadn’t been through so many cutting-edge fashion magazines, seeing these cosplay photos that she searched for, Shu Wan definitely couldn’t have accepted it.
After all, from a traditional perspective, whether it was the hair color or the clothes, they were all things Shu Wan had never seen before, very peculiar.
But now, Shu Wan’s tolerance was quite good, she was even interested in asking, "Which character do you want to cosplay as?"
"I don’t know." Fu Yang had simply agreed to his classmates’ requests, he didn’t even know what character they wanted him to cosplay as, "They tell me my hair color fits the character well, so they came to me, you’re that curious, go ask Zhang Yu then, he was the one who came asking for my help."
Shu Wan actually went and asked, and Zhang Yu enthusiastically sent Shu Wan a photo of the original character.
Apparently, the character was the highly popular White Fox King in the anime circle.
Looking at those fluffy ears and long tail, Shu Wan found it somewhat amusing; the white fox she had raised in her past life had looked exactly .
This truly gave a curious feeling of a mix between times.
"Auntie, no wait, sister, oh what should I call this."
When Shu Wan and Fu Yang’s relationship was exposed online, their classmates naturally knew that the very beautiful ’big sister’ was Fu Yang’s stepmother.
In terms of seniority, everyone should call Shu Wan auntie, but facing Shu Wan, who was said to be their classmate, they really couldn’t bring themselves to call her auntie.
"It’s okay, just keep it as before."
"Alright, Sister Shu." Zhang Yu knew Shu Wan was kind and so he could only come to plead with Shu Wan, "Sister Shu, you’re the kindest, this time the most popular team will get lots of limited edition prizes, please persuade Fu Yang, he’s really perfect for that role!!!"
Shu Wan looked up at Fu Yang, who was lazily lounging on the sofa.
A youthful face with an inherent flair, silver-white hair that didn’t look out of place on him at all, but instead seemed quite fitting.
Shu Wan glanced down at the character photo Zhang Yu had sent, her eyes flickering.
Zhang Yu and the others were right, Fu Yang really did suit this kind of role.
Shu Wan was quite curious to see what kind of effect Fu Yang could cosplay.
So she agreed to Zhang Yu, then looked at Fu Yang, showing him the photo that Zhang Yu had sent, "This is the character they want you to play."
Fu Yang glanced at it.
Under normal circumstances, he would never agree to having fluffy ears and tails put on him.
But this time was different.
He was still mad at Shu Wan, naturally wanting to go against Shu Wan.
People like his dad, Shu Wan, viewed young people’s forms of entertainment almost like floods and beasts.
Fu Yang knew Shu Wan would definitely dislike cosplay, so he nodded decisively, "It looks good, I just want to cosplay this one, give me the money."
"I will have someone buy what’s needed, but as for the money, no."
"Scrooge." Fu Yang was speechless, "Could you be any stingier?"
"You can choose not to."
"Not taking it would be foolish." His extensive experience of sparring with Shu Wan told Fu Yang to grab any advantage he could; once Shu Wan changed her mind, there would really be no benefits left.
"When is the event?" Shu Wan asked again.
"Saturday." Fu Yang knew Shu Wan definitely didn’t like such events, he purposely leaned closer, "You’re my guardian, you have to come with me."
Contrary to Fu Yang’s expectations, Shu Wan immediately agreed, "Okay."
So quickly that Fu Yang even began to doubt, "Why would an old person like you mingle in young people’s fun?"
"Weren’t you the one who asked me to accompany you?"
"..." Even though that was what he said, Fu Yang still felt like he was shooting himself in the foot, "Just make sure to cover up well, I don’t want to be the center of attention."