The two of them browsed several more places before finally ending up at a mask shop.
Bai Chen fell in love with the pair of fox masks in the shop at first sight. They were beautiful and exquisitely crafted.
The shopkeeper tried to persuade them to buy a new model, one that lit up. Once worn, it would flash in the dark like a string of colored lights.
Way too tacky. It wasn't like they were some edgy punks going out to make a scene.
More importantly, the shopkeeper simply wouldn't leave them alone.
"Young man, wear these masks, and you'll definitely be the brightest stars on this street today." The shopkeeper looked at the two of them eagerly.
"They certainly are bright. With lights flashing like that, how could we not be the brightest guys tonight?" Bai Chen honestly didn't know what to say about the masks.
"Ah, young man, you don't understand. I had to go all over the place to get these, and my shop is the only one that stocks them. With everyone partying today, you could buy one to wear while dancing!" The shopkeeper kept rattling off his sales pitch.
"No, no, we'll just take these two ordinary ones." Bai Chen wasn't about to fall for his sales pitch.
Wasn't this just a sucker tax? The ones without lights cost twenty yuan each at most, while these flashing, multicolored ones cost fifty, never mind whether they even looked good.
And they were so ugly. Anyone who bought one would have to be a complete fucking idiot.
The shopkeeper's barrage of sales talk had no effect on Bai Chen.
Whenever he went to a supermarket or clothing store, the harder the staff pushed something, the less willing he was to buy it.
He was contrary