Chapter 2241: Late Autumn in Golden City (V)

Chapter 2215 Golden City Late Autumn (V)

"You are absolutely beautiful, but I appreciate Wayne's temperament more." Lex touched his chin and said, "Especially when he wears the bat suit, don't you think that suit is a little... I don't want to be considered as sexual harassment, but I think Bruce Wayne had some considerations for attracting attention when designing that suit."

Clark immediately laughed, and in the end he almost couldn't stop leaning to one side. He pinched his lips to stop himself from laughing. He said, "I remembered something very funny, but you must promise me that you will not think I am sexual harassment before I can tell you."

Lex looked at Clark with some doubts, wondering what else he could reveal about Bruce Wayne.

Clark cleared his throat vigorously, put his index finger and thumb on his lips and said vaguely, "I swear I didn't mean it, but I saw him change clothes."

Lex's eyes widened.

"I told you to promise not to make any associations, and I didn't mean to do it, super vision, super vision, you know?"

"When?"

"Before we went back to my house, he was going to stand guard on the roof. He usually changed clothes on the top floor of Wayne Building, but he left a pair of arm armor in the manor that time."

"We agreed to take pictures, and I had a date with Lois that night, so I just wanted to finish the pictures and go back quickly, so I flew back to help him get his things. When I came back, he had just changed half of his clothes."

"Wayne Building is a glass curtain wall. I can't help but see it, but I swear I took a look, and I didn't tell him, and you can't tell him."

"What did you see?" Lex was getting more and more curious.

Clark stretched out a hand and said, "You should know that Superman's costume is a complete tights, only one layer. I hope you understand that the color of the crotch is different, it's just a pattern, not really underwear worn outside."

Lex almost couldn't hold back and laughed. It turned out that Clark knew what they were talking about in private.

"But the Batsuit is different. In addition to the cape, the main body of the Batsuit is divided into two parts, the inner tights lining and the outer armor. I guess Bruce designed this Batsuit to better protect himself."

Lex nodded. He understood what Clark said because he could clearly see the difference between Batman's uniform and Superman's uniform. The most obvious thing is that Batman's uniform has a belt and boots, sometimes with arm armor, sometimes not, and occasionally with shoulder armor and knee protection devices. This is obviously not added later, but was designed from the beginning.

"I wear tights just for the convenience of exercise." Clark shrugged and said, "Nothing in this world can pierce the defense of my skin, so Superman's uniform is very thin. In short, it only has decorative functions."

"But Batman does need the protection of tights, so his lining tights are more normal, made of several layers of fabric, with good defensive functions."

Then Clark pursed his lips and smiled, and he said, "Following the laws of physics, if it is not thin enough, it will be difficult to fit, just like wearing a shirt, you need something to straighten and flatten the outer clothing."

Lex gradually widened his eyes, because he knew very well that in most slightly formal occasions, people would wear suspenders between shirts and suit jackets, and some would have armbands, in addition to holding the pants, to keep the inner shirt flat.

"So Batman wears a brace inside his tights. Isn't it uncomfortable?" Lex frowned and said, "Tights are meant to facilitate movement. Isn't this going against the grain?"

But suddenly he realized that other Batmen might wear batsuits to facilitate movement, but this one in his universe is purely for attractions, so the visual effect is enough.

Clark waved his hand and said, "It's not a traditional brace, but a fixed strap that goes around the shoulders and back. It's made of a special material that I don't know much about. It's very thin and sticks to the skin, but that's not the point."

Lex pricked up his ears again. How could there be a master?

"Do you know equestrian pants?"

"Of course."

Clark stood up, stretched out his hands and said, "Do you know that there was a period in history when equestrian pants were tight-legged? Later, people changed them into pajamas because they were very comfortable."

Lex sat in a chair and looked up at him and nodded. Of course, he knew that in fact, there was a long period in the history of European and American clothing culture when high-waisted tights were the standard for men.

"So Batman wears a pair of tights under his tights?" Lex frowned even more, and he said, "Why is this necessary?"

"Not quite tights."

Lex stared at Clark.

Clark waved his hands vigorously, turned his waist and covered his head, as if he didn't know how to explain it to Lex.

Then he stretched his palms straight, spread his legs, and gestured diagonally from the middle of his thighs to the inside, and then said, "There is no fabric here inside."

Lex was stunned. Among his extremely rich knowledge reserves, a type of pants jumped out in front of him.

The development process of European and American clothing history is very interesting, because most of them are the process of pragmatism defeating decorationism and then defeating pragmatism, which has led to the emergence of many strange clothes in different historical periods.

Medieval men thought that tights were very good, suitable for horse riding and hunting, and convenient for walking down to pick up prey, so they used a combination of aprons and tights to solve their needs for wearing bottoms.

But soon, they found that this was not very good, because the waistband itself was very hot, and the tights made it even hotter. As we all know, long-term high temperature and airtightness can not only easily lead to infertility, but also have a significant risk of disease.

So they decided to do a subtraction and remove the overlapping part of the waistband and tights, so that it is both beautiful and ventilated.

But you still have to ride a horse, and your butt will rub your butt when you are naked. Anyway, only the front part needs to be protected, so just remove that part.

But they soon found that it was not possible, because if the junction of cloth and no cloth happened to be stuck in the middle of the thigh, the edge of the cloth would rub the thigh when riding, but if it was a little higher, it would be strangled, so they simply lowered it a little.

The aprons worn by medieval men were about the same length, just to the knee or a little below the knee, so if the part cut exceeded the knee, it would not be very beautiful.

So the final product is that there is no cloth from the crotch to the middle of the thigh, from the front to the middle.

Although the development process is very scientific and fully demonstrates the game between Europeans' aesthetic and practical choices for clothing, the result of this game seems difficult to say.

From the perspective of public order and morality, if you are not Bruce Wayne or Clark Kent, then wearing high and low alone is a bit sexually harassing.

"No way?" Lex said in disbelief: "What does he think? And...how to wear that thing?"

"That's what I'm curious about." Clark sat down again, clapped his hands and said: "I didn't see the process. When I saw it, he had put it on, and only the back."

"Wait, what topic were we discussing just now?" Lex covered his eyes, wiped his face and said: "We were discussing the problem of your suit. Why are we here gossiping about what Batman wears under the tights?"

"Because you want to know, don't you want to?" Clark turned and looked at Lex and said: "You said Bruce Wayne is more handsome than me. Do you know how much this private revelation can sell for? If I have ten such materials, I can buy the same community as you soon."

Lex rested his elbows on the armrest and covered his forehead. He sighed deeply and thought that Clark made sense. If he announced this news on any website, women all over the world and at least half of the men would go crazy.

"I think we should study your suit first."

Lex tried hard to get rid of the image of clothing he had imagined based on Clark's description. He had never felt so sad before.

"I think my suit is good, but if you think it's not good, I'm afraid you have to find a way, because I don't have a second set."

"It's definitely too late to customize it now, but I still think the style issue is more important. Have you tried to wear something old-fashioned?"

Clark tilted his head, not understanding what old-fashioned is. He recalled some British drama clips in his mind, and then his imagination was pulled to the Middle Ages again. Lex obviously did the same.

He stretched out a hand and stood up and said, "We can't stay here any longer. Gossip will burn our brains. There is a whole street of tailor shops near Green Street, where some ready-made suits are also sold. They are usually more in line with the aesthetics of Gotham's upper class. We can go and pick some."

"Suits that are not custom-made usually have problems of one kind or another, but I think these problems are not problems for you. You will definitely be able to surprise everyone."

Clark also stood up and changed his suit. Then he walked out of the cloakroom with his clothes and said, "I just thought about it. I think his belt may be used to hang the tights below..."

"But isn't the belt outside the tights? How is it possible... Stop talking about this! Hurry up!"

Pamela was tidying up the wrinkles on the chest of her dress in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Talia had already climbed out of the bed and sat in front of the dressing table to start looking for Pamela's cosmetics.

"You've already started using Lamei's skincare products? It's too early for you. Let me see... Why is the foundation so white?" Talia kept looking back at Pamela while searching.

"Is there a possibility that we are of different races and I am white?" Pamela sorted out her clothes without looking back.

"Green concealer, are you serious?" Talia lifted a tube with two fingers with some disdain and said, "What will you become? A garden gnome?"

Then she suddenly realized and said, "You also put makeup on plants?"

A pillow flew over, and Talia blocked it casually. Pamela, wearing a silk dangling dress, came over and said, "I haven't seen you wearing a third dress. What are you going to wear tonight?"

"Am I invited? Don't talk nonsense, I won't go." Talia put her hair back and said, "I'm tired of these master and apprentice, let them go crazy together."

"Of course you have to go, because unfortunately, almost all celebrities in Gotham have dealt with this professor. You can't explain to your father why you don't attend such a party. Do you want him to know your failure?"

Talia rolled her eyes slightly, but she still said, "How do you always make advice sound like a threat?"

She put down what she was holding and turned around, saying, "Do you think I will find a suitable target at this party?"

"Usually you will only find more crazy people."

"As crazy as you?"

"As beautiful as me."

"That's enough."