The actors craned their necks to see what was going on in those costumes that was worth all the fighting. Ervin lowered his eyes and took a quick glance, and he knew what it was. He was so angry that he stood there trembling all over, his heart was raging, and he couldn't speak.
Mr. Jiang scolded: "Tell me what this is!"
Seeing Ervin's defeat, Si Xier was so happy that she picked up the costumes on the ground and shook them off, showing them to everyone in surprise, and laughed shrilly: "Hey! Look! Look at this! Is there anyone who is knowledgeable who can tell me what kind of clothes this is? Tsk tsk tsk... Once you put it on, it will expose your breasts and flesh. I'm afraid you can't find such a dress in the Eight Great Hutongs! But it has its advantages, it saves effort to take it off!" After he finished speaking, he laughed to himself without waiting for anyone to say anything. It turned out that this was the antique Liuxian skirt that Ervin wore when he sang "Zhao Feiyan" a while ago. The skirt has several layers inside and outside, and is made of light gauze. It is as beautiful as smoke and fog, floating and misty. At this moment, it fell into Si Xier's hands, shaking with the wind. Being humiliated in public is like a beautiful woman crying and hanging from a beam, which is miserable and wronged.
Ervin stepped forward, snatched the costume, and glared at Si Xier. Si Xier didn't dare to confront him head-on, fearing that he would be beaten, so he groaned and staggered back to his seat, waiting to see how he would be punished today.
Mr. Jiang said slowly: "Is this your costume?"
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