Chapter 96: clothes

"Angie, your hat." David, looking into the rearview mirror, reminded when the girl was getting out of the car.
"Hat?" Angela touched her head, and the rare white wide-brimmed hat that had once been worn was tilted aside, and she might fall off her head if she didn't notice it.
"Thank you, David." The girl smiled, put on her hat, said goodbye to Mr. Driver, and jumped out of the car. Although she had already counted relatively early, there were already a lot of people on the campus at this time. Angela pulled the edge of the hat down and looked like a thief, carefully walking on the road.
Only after walking a small path, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder suddenly, startled her, looked around, Lilith stood behind her with a smile on her face.
"Wow, Lilith, you scared me." Angela said angrily.
"Scared you? Why? Is there a bad guy chasing you?" Lilith joked, "It's so rare that you would wear a hat to school, I thought you would never do it."
"Do you think I don't look good this way?" Angela asked, staring at her eyes.
"How come, your taste has always been good, everyone thinks so, except Vichy them." Lilith shrugged.
There was no change in her expression, so Angela was relieved a little, but she was a little unwilling. Well, junior high school students probably don't read the newspaper.
"Let's go, let's go, go to the classroom, Lilith, what's the first lesson today?"
"French class."
"Oh my God, I don't like French lessons."
"No, no, you don't like French lessons. Your French is better than all of us. What you don't like is Miss Martha."
"Hey dear, this is what you said, I said nothing."
"Okay, I said it, I-said it! Okay?"
Two people said with a smile that they entered the teaching building and came to the front of the classroom. Just before entering the door, one intentionally blew behind them with an exaggerated tone: "Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh! Look, look! Today the sun is from Is it out west? "
Needless to know who it is, Angela rolled her eyes, but turned and politely greeted: "Hi, good morning, Vicky." There were also Marcy, Anna, Sharine, and Parrie around her. Well, beauties help, as always, dress up pretty. But Lilith wasn't as good-tempered as she was, just glancing at them and not talking.
"I have to tell you, Miss Angela, you used the wrong word. It's morning and the morning category has passed." Vicki still carried her proud chin.
"Okay, then good morning, Vicky." Angela shrugged.
Vicki didn't answer, but walked around her, and then spoke with her unique critical accent: "It's rare, Angela, you will also wear a moschino hat, but unfortunately you don't know what brand The clothes have destroyed its temperament, and if I were you, I would put it away immediately. "
However, Angela's next sentence almost made her vomit blood: "My hat is moschino? What brand is that?" As if on purpose, she also took off her hat and looked around carefully, Vicky turned pale and snorted, turned around and wiped her body into the classroom. Her girlfriends followed and snorted, and then walked past Angela before entering the classroom.
"Angie, I think you might be in trouble," Lilith said worriedly. "Although I don't like Vicky much, you are playing tricks on her best things like this, I'm afraid she won't be reconciled."
"But," Angela spread her hands innocently, "I really don't know what brand is on moschino."
"Really?" Lilith opened her eyes.
"Of course, why should I lie to you." The girl shrugged.
"So what about alice_and_olivia? What about michael_kors? Vintage_ralph_lauren?" After Angela shook her head, Lilith looked at her like a monster: "God, do you never go shopping or buy clothes?"
"Almost, of course, I also know a few clothes brands, such as chanel, versace or armani ..." Angela said quickly, but Lily interrupted politely: "If you don't know these, then you must It's from Mars! "
She paused and said, "Angie, you are the weirdest girl I've ever seen. You are almost, oh, no, you never wear any jewelry or anything, don't even have pierced ears, and have hardly ever seen you. Wearing a skirt, now you say you never go shopping, but you have a unique vision. "
Lilith sighed and touched her forehead: "To be honest, I really don't know how to describe you."
"Then don't describe it, all right, let's hurry into the classroom, don't stand outside." Angela put on her hat again and pushed her into the classroom.
Viki, who was already seated and talking to her friends and laughing at her, immediately turned to one side after seeing her. Angela and Lilith didn't care, and sat down on the other side.
"So, Angie, how about going shopping with me on the weekend, we can go to Senset Street, even if it is not for sale," Lilith suggested.
"Is it a weekend? But I still have a lot of work to do ..." Angela wanted to refuse, and she always lacked interest in shopping for clothes and cosmetics.
"Hi, Angie, good morning." A girl came over and sat down beside Angela, greeting her.
"Hi, Sally, good morning." Angela smiled back, but was pulled by Lilith again, so she didn't notice it at all, and Sally looked at herself after she sat down.
"Anji, your vision is so good, you wear clothes so well. If you have a better understanding of clothes, maybe you can be a fashion designer in the future." Lilith continued to persuade.
"Don't praise me that much, Lilith," Angela put out her tongue, "I can just look at it, give advice or something, and ask me to design clothes that will kill me, my eyes are not my mother yet That's a third of that. "
"Is your mother a costume designer?" Lilith asked.
"Well ..." Angela thought about it. "Let's count half, and sometimes make guest appearances on costume designers."
"It's really hard for me to imagine, Angie, your mom can be a guest costume designer, you also have a private car to pick up and you are not the poor, but why never go shopping for clothes? Even the clothes brands are not clear?" Said.
"Why go to the store to buy clothes and just ask them to come back and do it?" Angela shrugged.
Lilith frowned, then showed a surprised expression: "Please come back to do it? Angie, shouldn't you say that your clothes are all handmade ?!"
"Yes, my mother also rarely goes out to buy clothes. Most of them drew design drawings and sent them to some companies to modify them, and then came to customize the clothes. Our clothes are made in this way, oh, this hat is "My godfather bought it for me," Angela nodded and explained, then looked at Lilith, her eyes straightened, and he waved in front of her: "Hey, are you all right?"
"I? Oh, it's okay." Lilith swallowed hard. "Angie ... the companies that make clothes for your family, do you know the name?"
"I didn't ask," Angela shrugged. "You know I don't know these brands well." Then she remembered something, pulled her jeans, and said a little embarrassedly, "Oh, yes. , These jeans are made by armani. "
"Armani?" Poor Lilith was about to be speechless. "Angie, don't you know that Armani has never had a jeans brand?"
"No? But I have several." Angela blinked blindly, she was not intentional. After all, it was impossible for a otaku to be very clear and understand all the brands like a shopaholic. She Although she also knows what handmade clothes represent, she also takes it for granted that students studying in private students should be rich, so it is normal for rich people to have dozens of such clothes.
Lilith was almost fainting. She always thought that Angela was just an ordinary middle-class girl like herself, and she was cute and friendly, very cute, so she became a friend with her, but now This kind of understanding has undergone an earth-shaking change, but this change is far from over. Sally, who has been sitting beside Angela, suddenly pulls the girl: "Angie, can you take off your hat?"
"What's wrong?" Angela took off her hat and looked at her.
Sally's eyes were shining, and she looked at Angela side by side, finally shouting in excitement: "You are the genius girl in Hollywood, aren't you!" The voice was so loud that it turned the other girls in the classroom Also attracted attention.
"Sally, what are you talking about?" A girl asked on the other side.
"Don't you read the newspaper? The Los Angeles Times the day before yesterday!" Sally screamed excitedly, then looked for it from her bag, and threw it on the desk, flipped it to the entertainment version a few times, I stood up to everyone: "Look, it's not Angela who will be!" On that, even with creases, the bust of the girl is very clear. 2k novel reading network