Exactly as Mei said, after a hasty meal, everyone rushed in and one by one, like injecting the chicken blood, examined her look in the mirror. Mei quickly changed her dress into the half uniform half qipao. The room felt like a supply camp in a war, and those who had equally neatly dressed were ready to serve the returning soldiers. With the central heating it was not cold. Mei took over from Ling. Having been sick of the food there, Ling ordered a pizza. Being the most popular girl in the parlor, Ling was an exception.