"Listen to me, the philosophy I summarized makes sense, right? It also deeply influenced me."

"But you know, this person can't escape the law of true fragrance after all."

Liu Le sighed.

"After saying so much nonsense, you just want to fall in love? Let's talk, why are you looking for me?" Fang Yuan said.

"But I remind you that early love is not good. You should focus on your studies now, and it is not too late to talk to you when you are in college."

"It's not that far!" Liu Ledao.

"Tell me this way, I feel that my new deskmate has a little bit of affection for me... She is different from other girls."

Fake, one of the three major illusions in life.

Fang Yuan and Ibrahimovic listened to Liu Le continue to talk without changing their expression.

"I'm a little embarrassed... In short, I don't know when it started, but suddenly I found that I cared about her a little too... so I wanted to do something that made her happy."

"What's the matter, it has something to do with me?"

"You need your help."

"In fact, this is the case. Her mother is a fashion designer. She also wants to become a fashion designer in the future..."

"Before this, she had designed several outfits, and I could feel that she wanted these outfits to be recognized when I was chatting with her."

"I just thought, aren't you going to participate in the Xiaofeng Cup? I checked that the event was quite well-known. As long as you are a trainer who entered the top 16, you will broadcast the next battle process simultaneously on the online platform. The most important thing is that there will be special reporters interviewing the players."

"Look... can you be the spokesperson for the clothing she designed? I absolutely believe in your strength. If you don't want to win the championship, it's okay to have a quarterfinals, right?"

"I know, you've been doing devil training in the club."

"As soon as the report comes out, I will find some water army to hype it up, and the popularity of the clothing will be out, and she will definitely be very happy."

Fang Yuan: "..."

Who says that people in love have zero IQ? This fat man is smarter than anyone else.

"Ahem..."

"Buyi..."

Looking at Fang Yuan and Ibrahimovic who had serious expressions, Liu Le couldn't figure out what he was going to do.

"You may not believe it when you say it. Ibrahimovic and I are heading towards the final victory." Fang Yuan said.

Liu Le widened his eyes. Of course the championship is better, but why does it sound a bit unrealistic? He thinks that it would be good to be able to show his face on the online live broadcast platform to enter the top 16.

"So, can you help me?" Liu Le rubbed his hands.

"For the sake of the fact that little Kabi Beast and I have been for you so many days..."

Fang Yuan said: "It's not a big deal, it's just wearing the clothes she designed on the day of the competition, right? Isn't that simple?"

"But why don't you go by yourself?"

"Look at my body shape... I want to do it, she doesn't want it, and I'm not sure..." Liu Le said with a wry smile.

“The most important thing is…”

"You're handsome."

When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately smiled.

He likes to deal with real people.

"Haha... we don't have to see each other anymore. I'll help you with this."

"Buyi?"

Ibrahimovic glanced at Fang Yuan in horror. Where is your integrity!

"Well, but then again, you should let me see what the clothes look like. Don't tell me that she designed small skirts. Even if you give me one million, I won't wear them." Fang Yuan said seriously.

"Of course not." Liu Le quickly took out his cell phone and handed it to Fang Yuan.

"There are all styles designed by her in this album. Look at it, I think they are pretty good."

"Then I'll take a look."

Ibrahimovic jumped from his seat to Fang Yuan's shoulder and watched with Fang Yuan.

I clicked on the album and found that there were all clothing styles from left to right. Fang Yuan looked carefully and found that it was really pretty. This is a talent.

"Is that okay?"

"good."

Fang Yuan continued to browse, but suddenly, his eyes stopped...

This is a four-piece set.

Short-sleeved jacket, underwear, pants and hats form a full set of clothing.

The main colors of jackets and hats are red and white, the underwear is black, and the pants are light blue.

This...isn't this the standard outfit for Akaya, the first protagonist of the PM game series?!

"Another red and white sneakers will be perfect..." Fang Yuan murmured.

"What?" Liu Le didn't hear it clearly.

"I think this outfit is really good, it's really good." Fang Yuan pointed at the outfit and said.

Who is Mr. Chi?

At the age of 11, he collapsed the Rockets, defeated the Four Heavenly Kings and became the league champion, reached the top of the Silver Mountain at the age of 14, and later became the legend of Arora. He can be said to be the absolute master-level trainer in the PM series.

At the same time, as the prototype of the protagonist Xiaozhi, Chihong is also Fang Yuan’s favorite character.

Fang Yuan thinks his same clothes are very suitable for himself who is a professional trainer...

Originally, Fang Yuan wanted to bargain with Liu Le again, but now he is exempted.

If COS Akaya goes to the competition, he feels sorry for the outfit if he doesn't win the championship.

"That's it?" Liu Le asked.

Fang Yuan nodded.

"Hey... thank you, thank you, then let's have a meal first... Damn, when did you come out, leave some for Ibrahimovic!"

"Buyi?"

...

That night, Liu Le sent messages to Fang Yuan crazily.

Liu Le: It’s done. I told her that you are a very powerful trainer and can definitely promote clothing well in Xiaofeng’s Cup. Boss, you must win all the way.

Fang Yuan: Don’t put pressure on me... I definitely want to win the championship more than you.

Liu Le: I understand! I feel relieved. By the way, boss, send your height and weight. The more detailed the data, the better it is. You need to use it for clothes.

Liu Le: Anyway... my happiness depends entirely on you, boss! If you don’t talk about anything else, I will help you get free when you come to my house for dinner in the future!

Fang Yuan: OK, please wait.

After finding a tape ruler from home to measure the data, Fang Yuan sent it to Liu Le.

After everything was over, Fang Yuan found that today's little Ibrahimovic was not practicing slap, but was looking at the other himself with a serious expression, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"That's not how the shadow clone practices..."

Ibrahimovic shook his head, it just thought this new move was a bit fun.

"Then don't play for too long, remember to practice slap."

"Buyi!"

Now, Ibrahimovic can control the sand in the bottle to rotate.

It took a week in total, but the rotation speed was not fast, and it had to concentrate, obviously it was far behind the final goal.
Chapter completed!