From the front, the black cursive calligraphy was on the left, while the red logo on the right sat exactly where an artist's seal would appear on a calligraphy piece.
The clothes were white, and the characters were black.
It was obvious that the design had been inspired by Chinese calligraphy.
This was the first outfit Anjiali had designed for Wang Yi.
When Anjiali had prepared the outfit for Wang Yi today, he had taken one look at it and fallen in love. The design had struck a chord with him.
On the backs of all three outfits was a circular design about the size of a palm.
It looked as though someone had dipped a brush in thick ink and painted a palm-sized circle on paper.
Each circle contained a character.
The character on Wang Yi's back was "dragon."
Pang Bo's was "cloud."
Zhang Jiacheng's was "wind."
As the three of them entered the media room, Anjiali had specifically asked the cameraman to get a shot of their backs as they walked in.
When the characters on their backs appeared before the audience, the foreign viewers didn't think much of them. The Chinese viewers, however, were instantly thrilled.
"Holy crap, it's Feng, Yun, and Xiongba!"
"Xiongba! That fits him perfectly! Only Xiongba could describe Brother Yi as he is now."
Then the camera moved around to the front.
It even gave the three outfits a close-up, from the red seal bearing the character "dragon" to the two lines of cursive calligraphy.
They were bursting with Chinese style.
What the viewers didn't know was that the two lines on the clothes had been written by Wang Yi himself.
Anjiali knew that Wang Yi practiced calligraphy often, so she had asked him to write something for her. When Wang Yi learned