### Chapter 198: Teacher Gan’s First Qipao Experience
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Imagine That, and It Happened
Lin Tian was in deep thought about how to use the last two weeks to do some ideological building with Teacher Gan when suddenly, he was given a task that could be accomplished through a livestream—brushing up on Teacher Gan’s emotional touch points.
Does getting along well with your counterpart count as one of the required courses for a producer according to the system?
Lin Tian mulled over this idea.
Collecting “sweet” emotion points.
This shouldn’t be too tough.
He didn’t need to do anything explicitly romantic; just setting the mood was enough. The viewers would fill in the blanks.
Don’t underestimate the power of ship fans’ imagination!
After all, these people can imagine boy love in a normal brother relationship in fiction.
But aiming to make Gan Yan Yu’s heart flutter was quite a challenge.
Lin Tian might not be a straight man per se, but he definitely wasn’t experienced in romantic tactics. Romantic gestures to please a woman? That was asking too much.
Especially since the woman he knew best—Teacher Tanekan—had a devilish personality.
Her character? She could be a little demon.
Essentially, she’d sneak into your bed while you’re asleep, regardless of whether you’re bald, a failing student, or a useless person.
Logically speaking,
Teacher Tanekan was usually pretty innocent… in her own twisted way.
How can I make Gan Yan Yu feel something? You can’t force it.
Let’s think of ways to create a good atmosphere during the stream.
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The Next Day
In the subway station entrance, Lin Tian was scrolling through his phone when he felt a pat on his left shoulder. He turned to look and found no one there, so he looked back to the front.
There stood Teacher Gan Yan Yu before him.
Lin Tian’s eyes widened slightly.
“What are you wearing?”
Before him—
A white fluffy beret, gold-rimmed glasses, gentle green dress, and an oversized knitted cardigan covering her upper body.
Teacher Gan Yan Yu had a penchant for vintage and artistic attire.
However, putting together such a youthful and scholarly outfit wasn’t something she did often.
“How do I look? Pretty different from my usual self, right?”
Gan Yan Yu grinned proudly, clearly pleased with her outfit.
“I must say, today you really look like a teacher.”
It was undeniable.
You’d expect someone like her from those art classes in middle school, where you could almost smell their sweet fragrance.
Lin Tian leaned in close and sniffed her shoulder.
The girl shrank back, eyes wide:
“What are you doing?”
“Just checking if you smell like a teacher.”
“Do I?” she whispered softly.
“Yes, you do. It smells nice.”
Wanting to get closer, he leaned even nearer, but Gan Yan Yu stopped him with a hand on his forehead.
“What, high school students specially sniff their teachers like this? Grown-ups now, Lin Tian.”
Gan YanYu mimicked Lin Tian’s words, putting on airs as she spoke seriously.
“What if Gan teacher is younger than me?”
“She’s still your teacher.”
“All right, then why are you dressed like this?”
Hearing this, the girl blushed slightly.
She raised a finger and said sternly:
“Didn’t our secret identities get revealed recently? We should blend in a bit, right? What if we get recognized?”
“Not like a big star, some net idol walking on the street, who cares who they are?”
Lin Tian jested.
“But if you ask a random person if they recognize ‘Moonlight and Cat,’ there might actually be a chance to win a prize.”
Lin Tian hadn’t finished.
“Hello—”
Gan Yan Yu interrupted a passing young woman.
Wait, what?!
“Excuse me, do you know Moonlight and Cat?” Gan Yan Yu asked politely, a hint of a smile on her face.
The young woman was confused, having just exited the subway. She was expecting a pitch for Douyin Premium or fitness cards, but here stood a remarkably beautiful young lady blocking her path.
“Who’s Moonlight and what’s Cat?”
“Haven’t heard of them?”
The girl thought for a moment and exclaimed:
“Oh! Do you mean that person on Douyin? I saw them once!”
“You know them?”
Gan Yan Yu continued, but Lin Tian showed up from the side.
“Sorry to disturb you!”
With that, he grabbed her arm and pulled her away.
They walked out for several steps in silence before he let go.
“Seriously, did you have to ask?” Lin Tian grumbled.
“What?”
Gan Yan Yu gave him an innocent look.
“I was just running a small survey. See if disguising ourselves is necessary,” he retorted naively.
Seeing her earnest expression, Lin Tian found nothing wrong with it.
“It is true…”
To ask so directly seemed odd. He could almost sense what extraordinary statement might follow.
He wondered where Gan Yan Yu learned this tactic of getting in your face.
When did she start playing the “close-up and shout” game?
“In any case, there’s a chance we will be recognized, but normally no one pays attention to us on the streets.”
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Lin Tian paused mid-sentence as he noticed Gan Yan Yu wasn’t listening.
She was staring at a woman in a qipao across the street.
Lin Tian glanced over too. There she was, in a white qipao that highlighted her curves flawlessly. Then Lin Tian felt his sleeve being tugged at.
Glancing down, he saw Gan Yan Yu looking up at him through hopeful eyes, like she had discovered treasure.
“Hey, Lin Tian,” she said excitedly.
“I need to see her!”
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In downtown Qingzhou City, in the shopping district known as “Silver Tower,” they arrived at one of the many shops catering to subculture fashion.
Downstairs lay the niche stores, selling everything from so-called “the three pits” of JK uniforms, Lolita dresses, Hanfu gowns to punk and gothic styles.
Entering a qipao shop, Gan Yan Yu examined every garment meticulously, her fingers gently touching them as if they were precious stones. Beside her, the shopkeeper was flummoxed, scared to d*ath of the dreaded question about counterfeit goods.
“H-hello,” the shopkeeper stuttered.
“Can I try this one on?” Gan Yan Yu asked.
“O-of course!”
With the qipao in hand, Gan Yan Yu compared it with herself and giggled:
“What do you think?”
“You’d have to try it on for me,” Lin Tian replied.
Gan Yan Yu gestured to the changing room.
“Over here, please,” said the shopkeeper with a welcoming bow.
“Is it okay?”
“Of course!”
Five minutes later, the curtain opened.
The sound of high heels clicking on the floor echoed.
Standing before Lin Tian was a stunning figure in a blue qipao adorned with floral patterns.
Gan Yan Yu had put on the qipao, which accentuated her curvy figure perfectly. Her thin waist fit in his hands easily, while her long legs peeked through the slit, inviting temptation.
Oh no!
She wore thigh-highs!
She got this exactly right, without needing any prompting from him.
Sometimes, for guys, a good outfit and a mediocre one differ only by those thigh-highs.
Gan Yan Yu stood before him, holding a fluffy white shawl, radiating charm and elegance reminiscent of a lady from the Republic era.
From his angle, Lin Tian could see under the qipao, the thigh-highs trapping her thighs and emphasizing their form perfectly.
At this moment, Teacher Gan resembled a beauty stepped out of a painting, elegant with every move.
“How does it look?”
Gan Yan Yu cupped her chest, cheeks faintly reddened.
“… ”
Lin Tian rubbed his chin in consideration.
Though he wanted to give a response, he needed to confirm one thing first.
Without confirming this, the entire ensemble seemed soulless.
He extended a hand toward Gan Yan Yu’s leg.
“What do you think? Can I touch it?”
“Eh?”
Gan Yan Yu was puzzled but nodded cautiously.
“Hmm.”
He pinched the outside of the thigh-high with his two fingers, feeling it slide smoothly. He pulled the thigh-high off twice before letting it go.
Snap!
The thigh-high snapped against her thigh.
Then, Lin Tian held up an index finger solemnly.
“40D-50D.”
“This type of nylon is too thick and might pair better with more understated qipaos. But for Teacher Gan’s style today, I think a 15D ultra-thin version would look better. It would naturally reflect on her legs and highlight the smooth, intricate design without overpowering the qipao itself.”
After his speech, Gan Yan Yu stared blankly.
Even the shopkeeper was at a loss.
“Aren’t you surprised?”
Turning to the shopkeeper, Lin Tian asked,
“Do you have 15D in stock?”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“Bring me a pair, please,” Lin Tian requested from Gan Yan Yu.
“Teacher Gan, try this on again.”
(End of Chapter)
