These words had a powerful effect, like a school bell ringing out. The ten people who had been dozing off instantly woke up, their eyes no longer showing any sleepiness, as if they had been awake the whole time.
The teacher was clearly aware of the nature of the interstellar people, so he spent more than half an hour explaining the theoretical content before starting the practical exercises.
"The screen on the desk contains clothing and accessories from all the shopping malls in the capital. Come and choose an outfit for your significant other tonight."
A person should understand their parents' preferences and their partner's characteristics; it's perfectly appropriate for them to choose outfits for each other. Even if the outfit doesn't suit their parents' tastes, they can take the blame themselves.
However, this was based on a normal family background, and Nguyen Minh Thu did not really know much about his father, the Emperor, and Thanh Yi.
It seemed that his father only had a few clothes, most of which were specific styles passed down from the emperor. As for his own everyday clothes... Ruan Mingchu thought hard, but couldn't think of a single one.
It seems that he had also tried to find out his father's preferences when he was young, but gave up after receiving only negative feedback.
Tsk, this is a difficult situation now.
Mu Yu... Mu Yu is similar to him. Although he gets along quite well with his parents, Marshal Mu wears a military uniform every day, and his mother wears either a work uniform or a dress every day, without any particular preference or like.
"Then let's focus on highlighting our own strengths," Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu exchanged a glance and buried themselves in choosing clothes for each other.
The clothes should be attractive, but not overshadow the wearer; they should accentuate the wearer's strengths.
While thinking and choosing, the two of them were very quick and made their selections in just over ten minutes.
Head to head, Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu squeezed together to look at the clothes Ruan Mingchu had picked out for Mu Yu.
Ruan Mingchu felt that sky blue and fiery red suited Mu Yu very well, and the clothes were also a casual and comfortable style, making him look youthful and energetic.
Mu Yu looked at it and was quite satisfied.
Ruan Mingchu smugly snorted, "Aren't you going to give me a reward?"
Mu Yu: "I've picked one out for you too."
Why would you want a reward for something you do for each other? You're dreaming.
The two shifted their focus to Mu Yu, looking at his screen.
Ruan Mingchu looked at the elegant white expanse, opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.
I looked at the clothing label again: elegant, ethereal, and aloof.
Ruan Mingchu swallowed hard and said to Mu Yu, "Fish, we need to get down to earth."
"So this is what you call not being happy with what I picked out for you?" Mu Yu clicked the X in the upper right corner with dissatisfaction. "Pick whatever you want to wear."
Ruan Mingchu didn't look at the screen, but stared into Mu Yu's eyes and asked, "Why did you choose this outfit?"
Being gazed at so intently, as if you are the only person in the other's world, makes you want to immerse yourself in it.
Mu Yu's anger vanished instantly.
"Why? Because I think it suits me and looks good."
He enjoyed watching the aloof Ruan Mingchu become more down-to-earth for him.
Ruan Mingchu understood Mu Yu's hidden thoughts, covered her mouth, and although she didn't make a sound, her shoulders were shaking with laughter.
He didn't laugh for long before he finished and asked, "Fish, do you remember why we were picking out clothes here?"
Why? For our meeting tonight.
"Damn it," Mu Yu cursed inwardly. It was all Ruan Mingchu's fault for making him only think about her and forgetting that there was such an important matter tonight.
As soon as Mu Yu frowned, Ruan Mingchu knew what he was thinking and couldn't help but sigh, "He really has a fish brain, a seven-second memory."
Together, the two chose an outfit for Ruan Mingchu that matched Mu Yu's outfit, and added some matching accessories.
Order with one click and it will be delivered in half an hour – very convenient and fast.
After Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu were paired up, they were shown to the teacher for review. The teacher said, "Regardless of personal preference, there is absolutely no problem."
The two of them were now half relieved.
I went back to the changing room to change back into my clothes, hung them up on hooks, and put them in the storage room. I can't wear them now; if they get dirty or wrinkled, I'll have to buy new ones.
The two of them had completed the first step, while the others were still arguing. Alphas and Omegas received different educations from a young age, so their thoughts and preferences naturally differed, and neither was satisfied with the dances they performed for the other.
One party thinks the other has outdated, straight-male aesthetics, while the other party thinks it's pretentious.
It seemed they still hadn't convinced each other after all morning. Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu exchanged a satisfied glance. Although they had their minor disagreements, they were completely aligned on the big picture, and their shared gender made them understand each other even better.
Few could finish as quickly as Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu; the teacher had already allocated the rest of the morning for this task. Seeing that the two had nothing else to do, he suggested they take a walk around the neighborhood and come back at one o'clock in the afternoon.
Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu then left.
Before leaving, Mu Yu asked the teacher if they should prepare some gifts. The teacher replied that they could prepare some small gifts that were not expensive but showed great care.
The commercial street was right next door. Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu strolled around but didn't see any small gifts that could express their feelings.
Ruan Minh Thu stopped in front of a custom clothing store.
Mu Yu: "Hmm?"
Ruan Mingchu smiled slyly: "What could better show your dedication than something made by hand?"
"Huh?" Mu Yu was shocked. "You mean you're going to make clothes? Do you have their body sizes and preferences?"
Ruan Mingchu shook his head: "Of course not making clothes. You know how to make dolls, so make one for each of them."
Pastoral metaphor: ...
"You know what that doll means."
"But aren't all meanings assigned by people? Look at those celebrities, they have cotton dolls in their merchandise, and fans can't just curse them to die a horrible death, can they?"
“Alright,” Mu Yu was persuaded.
Ruan Mingchu said, "When the time comes, we will give Qingyao a doll in the image of my father, give Qingyao a doll in the image of my father, give your mother a doll in the image of Marshal Mu, and give your mother a doll in the image of Marshal Mu. They will definitely not dislike it."
“But,” Mu Yu said, “Marshal Mu and my mother have been separated for a long time.”
"Then let's each send our own."
Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu did not go into the store. Instead, they went to a fabric and accessories store, bought their items, and then went there to borrow a workshop.
Mu Yu first drew a draft on the terminal, and after Ruan Mingchu praised it, the preparations were complete.
“Alright, let’s get started,” Ruan Mingchu said. “Time is of the essence, you go first, I’ll search for tutorials online.”
Mu Yu was shocked again: "You're going to sew it by hand?"
"Otherwise what?"
Mu Yu licked his lips. "Then good luck."
Mu Yu is skillful and doesn't hesitate at all. In half an hour, he made a 30cm cartoon doll of Qingyao and Ruanhuang.
Then look at Ruan Mingchu. Very well, the cloth wasn't even cut properly, and the thread wasn't even threaded onto the needle.
After thinking for a moment, Mu Yu didn't offer to help him. Instead, she said, "Shall I teach you?"
Ruan Mingchu gave a heavy "hmm," indicating that the handicrafts were really giving him a headache.
The murmuring voice provided guidance.
Ruan Mingchu's mind: I understand.
Hand: No, you're useless.
"I've failed, I've failed," Ruan Mingchu thought, looking at his fingertips that had been pricked countless times. He just couldn't understand it. He was so adept at using such complex mechs, yet this tiny needle had stumped him.
Once Ruan Mingchu got used to using a needle, Mu Yu sighed as he looked at the crooked stitches he made and the eyes he embroidered that resembled a car crash.
Seeing that time was running out, Mu Yu said, "How about this, I'll take you to sew it."
Mu Yu stood behind Ruan Mingchu, took his hand, and guided him to sew the fabric together little by little.
He is extremely serious; once he starts doing something important, that's all he has on his mind.
On the contrary, Ruan Mingchu felt a little uncomfortable. His physique would have been quite suitable when he was injured. Now he is more than ten centimeters taller than Mu Yu, and his shoulders are also broader than Mu Yu's.
Mu Yu held him in his arms, but something felt off.
Fortunately, this period didn't last long. Mu Yu didn't notice anything unusual about Ruan Mingchu, and Ruan Mingchu didn't talk to Mu Yu about it either.
The four adorable dolls each have their own cute outfits, which Mu Yu sewed while Ruan Mingchu was studying. They are so cute that Ruan Mingchu doesn't want to give them away.
Ruan Mingchu thought that it would be best if they didn't like it; he could take it back and keep it for himself. This was the first time he and Mu Yu had sewn it together, so it had sentimental value.
Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu returned to the classroom just in time, and the desks in the classroom had been replaced with five large round tables.
The teacher said, "Sit anywhere."
But there was only one empty seat, so Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu sat down there. The Alpha and Omega opposite them were clearly in a bad mood, seemingly still arguing about the clothes they had chosen that morning.
It's none of their business, so Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu glanced at each other and then looked at the teacher on the podium.
The teacher said, "Now let's simulate a meeting. There are numbered cards in the center of the round table, starting with number one. My teaching assistant and I will demonstrate for you."
The teaching assistant and the teacher both went to table number one and stood between the two couples.
The teacher said, "I will represent the two of you, and the teaching assistant will represent the two people opposite you."
“You treat the two people opposite you as your parents, and you treat yourselves as their parents, and then you nitpick at will.”
The first sentence was spoken to the two people beside him, and the last two sentences were spoken to the two people opposite him.
"If we can't find a suitable candidate, we'll switch roles, and others can come and observe. Who knows, a particular question might come our way."
It sounds good, but since I don't know much about the other people, I can only ask some basic questions.
However, parents also don't understand their children's partners, and their dissatisfaction is only superficial.
Ultimately, it's just a matter of not trusting their own children with the other party, or it's about their love for their own children.
Ruan Mingchu wrote down the questions they raised and the responses he made in his notebook, and mentally considered how he would give the best possible answers if he encountered these questions himself.
He and Mu Yu sat at table number five. Having learned from the experiences and lessons of the previous four tables, Ruan Mingchu felt that he could now find quite a few faults.
Out of politeness, they let the other choose their role first.
They were polite, but the Alpha on the other side didn't give them any face and immediately unleashed its ultimate attack.
He asked Mu Yu disdainfully, "You're an Alpha, why don't you stay with an Omega and instead find someone of the same sex? Are you so perverted that all you want to do is get fucked?"
"If I were your parents, I'd feel ashamed. Even having a piece of barbecued pork would be better than you."
Mu Yu took a deep breath. If he had encountered someone saying such things outside, he would have already thrown a punch. But this was a simulation, a simulation, a simulation…