"Just keep it clean and fresh, don't even think about showing off those damn muscles. Go for something loose, casual, trendy to the point of rheumatism, you know, the Hong Kong artsy guy style. Here, try on these two pieces."
Lin Li picked out a few pieces from the pile of clothes and handed them to Wang Ze, who began trying them on.
"Try this one too."
"These pants are a bit weird, switch to this pair."
"..."
"Let's go with this set, I think it's okay."
There weren't many pieces to choose from, so the options for matching were limited. It didn't take long for Lin Li to come to a conclusion:
"I personally approve this set, but aesthetics are subjective. I don't know what Senior Sister Qian would think, so it's up to you."
"Don't start layering armor at this point, I'm a bit scared," Wang Ze laughed and cursed, "I'll go ask Bufan, see what he says."
"Woof woof woof then."
"Woof woof woof could be either approving woofs or disapproving woofs."
