Chapter 45: Cannot Let Go

The rumor that Li Luo might play Zhang Wuji swept through the school like a whirlwind.

After a brief burst of gossip, it quickly died down.

After all, this was Beidian.

There was never a lack of top talents in this regard.

Some upperclassmen and upperclasswomen grew curious and came looking, wanting to see what this Li Luo actually looked like.

Huo Xuan praised him a few times, then let the matter drop.

After all, he couldn’t appear too opportunistic; publicly, he still treated all students equally, but back in his office, he happily lit a cigarette.

The more successful the students, the more face he gained~

Others too.

Some subtle changes had occurred.

The acting room.

“Waaah!”

“Mama~~~”

“Wah-wah-wah!”

Li Luo let tears stream down his cheeks, while inside he cursed endlessly.

Skip this class if you can, from now on.

More than twenty people in the room were crying in all sorts of ways—some softly sniffling, some wailing loudly, others shaking uncontrollably; the scene was painfully awkward.

What they were taking now was an emotional release class.

You had to cry.

Some got so immersed they hugged each other, crying louder and more mournfully.

He sat cross-legged on the floor, silently weeping.

His mind, however, wandered freely.

Back when he watched variety shows, some actors always loved using crying scenes to show off their acting, and the hosts would shower them with flattery, praising them endlessly.

After some time of professional training, he realized it was pure nonsense for outsiders.

After a little preparation, tears would come on command.

Achieving that wasn’t hard at all.

The hard part was accurately portraying the exact emotion the director needed while crying.

As Li Luo drifted in thought, a sweet scent swept over him; Bian Xiaoxiao, her face streaked with tears, grabbed her best friend and sat down beside him, then leaned in without hesitation.

She cried while sniffing!

Under her influence, Huang Shengyi, lost in his tears, didn’t notice who was beside him.

He instinctively leaned closer.

Two beautiful girls crying beside him left Li Luo utterly flustered; he couldn’t say anything, so he reluctantly wrapped one arm around each of their elastic waists.

The feel was amazing~

Feeling the soft resilience under his hands, he cried even harder!

Wait.

Crying is crying, wailing is wailing.

What’s with all the rubbing?

As Bian Xiaoxiao sniffled, she kept pressing herself against him, nearly squeezing into his arms.

It’s just practice—do you need all these movements?

Li Luo turned his head sideways and saw Bian Xiaoxiao lift her face just right; her big eyes shimmered with tears, a sight that made anyone want to comfort her.

Yet his heart remained utterly unmoved.

Ever since learning he’d be playing Zhang Wuji, this woman had gone all out to get close to him.

She kept “accidentally” bumping into him on the way to school.

She’d bring him drinks and snacks for no reason.

If this were a naive teenager, he’d surely fall head over heels into a sweet campus romance.

But who was Li Luo?

Not to mention his past life—this life had already been tempered by two stunning beauties.

How could he fall for such a low-level tactic?

Besides, he knew perfectly well how calculating Bian Xiaoxiao was—how could he ever develop feelings for her?

He sneered inwardly.

He tightened his grip, pulling Bian Xiaoxiao fully into his arms.

Wu Dun’s attitude toward his female secretary had unlocked Pandora’s box in his mind: good girls shouldn’t be missed, and bad girls certainly shouldn’t be let go.

You like acting, do you?

Fine—I’ll act with you.

Bian Xiaoxiao, pulled into his arms, rejoiced inwardly—just as she prepared to get even closer, the melancholy music in the acting room suddenly stopped.

“That’s enough.”

The acting teacher clapped his hands: “Everyone, savor this emotion now.”

“You’ll need it later.”

With the emotion interrupted, the crying in the room gradually faded.

“How was the crying?”

A voice with a slight timbre rang out.

“Mm.”

Huang Shengyi wiped her tears and quickly composed herself: “It was good.”

“Can you move now?”

Before this, Li Luo had already released his grip, watching the pure-looking girl with a sly smirk.

“Li Luo?”

Huang Shengyi finally looked up, met his teasing gaze, and instantly realized her situation—her fair face flushed red before their eyes.

The three of them pressed together had drawn no attention.

Many others had done the same.

One minute later.

The students gathered their emotions and formed a half-circle around the acting teacher.

Listening to the key points of emotional release.

But two people weren’t paying attention to the teacher at all: Bian Xiaoxiao stared at Li Luo’s back, plotting when she could create another chance to get closer.

Becoming romantic partners would be ideal.

Even if that didn’t happen,

As good friends, helping each other land a role shouldn’t be too much to ask, right?

Even if this drama doesn’t work out,

If it blows up, there’ll be plenty of future opportunities.

On the other side, Huang Shengyi kept glancing at the handsome profile ahead.

Her heart fluttered like a startled deer.

Complex emotions grew wildly, like weeds.

After the afternoon acting class ended, Li Luo slung his backpack over his shoulder and hurried toward the school’s East Gate 1, his carefree figure crossing the street straight toward Beiying Village.

This scene was just caught by two people stepping out of the campus convenience store.

“I heard he doesn’t live on campus.”

Bian Xiaoxiao linked arms with Huang Shengyi, deftly spinning her ice cream around her lips.

“I think so.”

The other took a small bite of her popsicle, calming her agitated heart.

“Let’s go check it out.”

Bian Xiaoxiao’s eyes flickered; she tugged Huang Shengyi’s arm: “Aren’t you curious where he lives? That guy’s always so mysterious.”

“That’s not right.”

She said it aloud, but Huang Shengyi still half-heartedly followed her out.

Before this,

She would’ve turned and walked away immediately.

But after the emotional release class, this woman had developed an inexplicable curiosity.

Just as the two reached the roadside, a boxy black beast roared out of Beiying Village, swung sharply around, and sped past them.

The shadows of branches

Slid across the gleaming car body.

The wind from its speed lifted their skirts high and scattered leaves across their youthful faces.

Only when the Mercedes G-Class vanished around the corner.

Only when their skirts settled back down.

Both girls, each stunning in her own way, remained stunned for a long time.

Though it passed in a flash, Li Luo—holding the steering wheel with one hand, wearing sunglasses—was clearly etched into their vision, unlike his sunny, handsome appearance at school.

Li Luo, driving the Mercedes G-Class, gave them an entirely different feeling.

It was the feeling of youthful success, unrestrained and bold!

Two exceptionally beautiful girls stood gracefully by the roadside, their long skirts swaying gently in the breeze, drawing the gaze of many passersby.

“Ding ling~”

The bicycle wobbled as the awkward boy, staring transfixed, crashed headfirst into a utility pole.

This triggered a few soft laughs.

The noise pulled the two girls’ attention back; their eyes fixed on the bicycle, but their minds lingered on the Mercedes G-Class.

They exchanged glances.

They walked lightly back to school.

All they left behind for the heartbroken bicycle boy were two fading silhouettes of fluttering long skirts.