novelODS Chapter 318 Crossdressing
Chapter 318 Crossdressing
Jiang Feng stood in the center of the conference room, his gaze slowly sweeping from left to right over the faces full of doubt:
"What are you doing?"
He pointed to the two rows of clothes hanging neatly, and his voice involuntarily rose several octaves:
"Are you putting on a fashion show?"
The Hanfu that Anke brought was already outrageous enough—Jiang Feng couldn't recognize the fabrics of several sets, including moon white, indigo, jet black, and bright red, but they looked very high-end, with fine stitches and subtle patterns that flowed like water ripples under the light.
High-end Hanfu is expensive to begin with, especially this kind of style that is obviously handmade and custom-made. Any set of these on the market would cost an average person a month's salary.
The pile of modern clothes that Fang Ningxue brought made his eyelids twitch even more.
He casually flipped through the items: OL suits, maid outfits, JK uniforms... The most terrifying thing was that when he flipped to the bottom, he actually found several pairs of stockings that were still in perfect condition.
My hair?
To be honest, Jiang Feng only had four or five sets of men's clothing in his dorm room wardrobe, not even as many as here...
Moreover, all the clothes are plus size.
It's not the kind of one-size-fits-all women's clothing that you can barely squeeze into; it's a size that was clearly redesigned for his 185cm+ shoulder width and leg length.
The shoulders of that office lady suit were so wide you could run a horse across them, and the sleeves of the JK uniform covered the wrists.
"How much did you spend on these clothes?"
Anke was tidying her clothes when she heard this, but she didn't even look up, her expression completely indifferent.
"It costs seven or eight thousand for one piece. Hanfu is more expensive. That bright red set uses Song brocade and costs twelve thousand."
Jiang Feng's hand trembled, and his clothes almost fell to the ground.
"Not expensive at all," Anke finally raised her head, smiling so broadly her eyes disappeared.
"The shopkeeper heard you were dressed as a woman and beat me so badly I broke a bone. He said you just need to promote it during your livestream. I've even thought of the lines for you—"
She cleared her throat and imitated a GG accent:
"For women's clothing, try XX brand's traditional Chinese Hanfu, the same style worn by the god of wind, you deserve to own it~"
And there's even sponsorship involved?
Jiang Feng had just rolled his eyes when his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He took it out, glanced at it, and froze on the spot.
Sender's note: Tony (ROG).
Tony: I heard you're wearing women's clothing tomorrow. Would you accept sponsorship?
That's right, it's Tony, the general manager of ASUS ROG, the guy with the beard who often appears in reviews.
The message was very brief:
Tony: I heard you're going to wear women's clothing tomorrow. Will you accept sponsorship? ROG's new gaming chair has a limited pink version, perfect for you.
Before Jiang Feng could recover, Zhang Jindong leaned over, holding up his phone excitedly: "Brother Feng! I just got a message from an MCN saying a lot of merchants are raising their stakes and want you to promote some women's clothing during your live stream tomorrow. Commission is negotiable, slot fees are negotiable!"
Jiang Feng stared at the screen for a full five seconds without blinking.
Isn't it enough to just cross-dress?
Doing this kind of thing?
Are we going to put him on the pillar of shame?
This world must be crazy.
Fang Ningxue handed over a tablet at the right moment, which showed a pre-edited preview of the live broadcast.
The AI image of Jiang Feng looking back while wearing Hanfu was cut into the video, with the background music being "A Glimpse of Beauty". The preview barrage was already densely filled with "anticipation" and "hahahaha".
There are many people on Douyin now looking forward to Jiang Feng's cross-dressing video tomorrow, because some AI images have already piqued their interest.
What time is the live stream tomorrow?
"Would you like to try it out beforehand?" Anke spoke first, her voice light and suggestive.
"Yes," Fang Ningxue rarely agreed, pushing up her glasses and a smile playing on her lips, "we can check the fit first, and we can alter any parts that don't fit tonight."
For example… “Her gaze swept over the pairs of stockings,” she said, “the issue of matching.”
An Ke and Fang Ningxue had a burning flame in their eyes, a flame called Bagua (Eight Trigrams).
Their eyes darted back and forth between him and the row of clothes, like two wolves eyeing a fat sheep.
Jiang Feng felt a chill run down his spine from their stares.
He took half a step back, put his phone back in his pocket, shook his head, and said in a resolute voice:
"I think... there's no need for that."
Jiang Feng shook his head. Besides the women's clothing issue, he also came to discuss club management matters with Fang Ningxue.
In addition to those who cheated, there have been many complaints these days. Fang Ningxue's live court hearing was handled well, but some things need improvement.
Of course, Fang Ningxue had already done a very good job; Jiang Feng just wanted to change the subject.
……
But ultimately, she couldn't escape wearing women's clothing.
Time is a death warrant.
October 17th, 4 PM.
The Zhejiang University of Commerce and Industry's entrepreneurial park has never been so bustling.
This is the temporary base of the Zhengfeng Esports Club. More importantly, Jiang Feng is doing his cross-dressing livestream in this building today.
Jiang Feng repeatedly ordered that the matter be kept secret, but secrets don't stay hidden forever, and the information had already been leaked.
The campus walls and online forums were filled with the buzzing news.
When Jiang Feng arrived at 5 p.m. with his three sons, he was stunned by the sea of people in front of him.
Students crowded both sides of the road, three layers deep, some holding up support signs, others recording with their phones.
The most eye-catching thing was a piece of cardboard held up by a boy, with large, crooked words written on it in marker:
"I want to see JK (high school girl) uniforms! I'll throw a tantrum if there aren't any!"
Nearby, someone was holding a banner that read: "Hanfu enthusiasts will never be slaves!"
As Jiang Feng passed through the crowd, someone shouted at the top of their lungs, "Wind God! Will there be maid outfits today?!"
Jiang Feng covered his face and nodded, then strode into the building, his back view exuding a resolute air of "as long as I walk fast enough, embarrassment can't catch up with me."
Behind him came a continuous stream of laughter.
Anke had meticulously arranged the live broadcast hall on the first floor. The backdrop was a traditional Chinese landscape screen, the main stage was covered with a dark red carpet, softboxes stood on both sides, and three crane cameras hung from the ceiling. There was even a small dressing room set up in the corner, with a screen blocking the entrance, on which were embroidered two mandarin ducks playing in the water.
"Jiang Feng! Over here!" An Ke's voice came from the side door.
Today she changed into a neat black jumpsuit, her hair tied in a high ponytail, carrying a makeup case in her hand, followed by a short-haired woman—the legendary makeup artist who had done makeup and styling for girl groups.
Jiang Feng was pushed directly into the dressing room.
He was no stranger to makeup in both his past and present lives. In his previous life, when he played PUBG professionally, he would always put on some light makeup before going on stage to cover up his dark circles and apply foundation.
But today is different.
Today I'm drawing women's clothing.
The makeup artist's surname is Lin, and her given name is Sa. Just like her name, she has a neat short haircut, wears an oversized suit jacket over a tight vest, and exudes an aura of "I am the queen".
Lin Sa put her makeup case on the table, looked Jiang Feng up and down for three seconds, and then frowned.
"no."
Jiang Feng was taken aback: "What do you mean, 'can't'?"
"Put on women's clothes first." Lin Sa's tone left no room for argument. "You'll only get the right feel if you put on makeup after you've dressed up. If you're sitting here in a hoodie and shorts, I can't capture the right 'feel' with your makeup."
Jiang Feng: "..."
An Ke nodded frantically beside her, "Yes, yes, yes! Let's change clothes first! Ming Dynasty Hanfu!"
Fang Ningxue also appeared at the door, holding a glass of iced Americano, and said leisurely:
"Do you need any help? The ties on that Song brocade set are quite complicated; I've studied how to wear it."
Jiang Feng looked at the three women in front of him, then at his own face in the makeup mirror, a face that seemed to say "I have no will to live," and slowly closed his eyes.
"...Bring me the clothes."
He finally managed to squeeze out four words through gritted teeth.