Ye Ge had never imagined that a single anime convention could take an entire day to explore.
After having milk tea with Lin Wanwan in the morning, Ye Ge continued to accompany Yuan Guoxue around the venue. At noon, they grabbed ten-yuan boxed lunches inside the exhibition hall and kept browsing. Compared to the conventions ten years down the line, the scale of the 2009 event was quite modest; the most daring costumes were essentially just Ikaros. Most of the attendees were students, and both the cosplayers and the spectators were generally well-behaved. There was no such thing as "Security! Where are the security guards?"
Yuan Guoxue had added nearly forty cosers to her contacts. Putting aside what they looked like without makeup, they were at least pleasant to look at once they were dolled up, and that was enough. It was much like those women on short-video platforms who wiggled their waists and hips; you knew their faces and figures were products of Hextech, filters, and skin-smoothing, but you couldn't help but ask yourself: do they look good?
Chapter 59