Chapter 253

"Participating in the filming of 'The Great Han Traitor Bufan' is a duty our generation cannot shirk!" Wang Ze didn't need to say much about supporting his brother; as someone who loved to back his brothers up, he immediately stood up, wanting to be the first to take the plunge.

He had to consider if this was the only chance in his life to be a traitor.

"Rounding it up, I basically count as a dark-skinned sports student, so please, you must let me be one of the five Big Hans! I beg you!"

So, Wang Ze bowed ninety degrees toward Lin Li's position, extending a hand as if making a confession:

"Please entrust everything you have to me."

Bai Bufan: "_."

Sick.

And Lin Li was moved to tears.

Zhou Baowei was also touched by these deeply emotional words and sighed from the side: "I thought Wang Ze's straightforward confession was already stiff enough, but then I looked down and saw something even stiffer."

Bai Bufan: (；゜o゜)?

"So, I cannot shirk this either. Whether I'm a traitor or not is one thing, but this 'Big' part—I must have a share in it!"

In fact, many times, things like sacrifice are just like leaving a party; many people are willing, they just lack someone to lead the way.

Thus, with Wang Ze taking the lead, Zhou Baowei followed closely behind and stood up as well.

He tilted his head to look at Bai Bufan: "Don't worry, I'll lose some weight these next few days."

Bai Bufan: (；o_o)?

Watching the boys in the class suddenly start eagerly signing up for this stage play, Bai Bufan said nothing, just kept twisting his expression.

He was truly sweating buckets (Big Han) right now.

You damn guys, don't be so enthusiastic in such inexplicable places!

No, you'd better only be enthusiastic about your interests!!

"Let me play the traitor instead, Lin Li, I beg you. I suddenly remembered that in my past life, I was a traitor and got shot to death; I'm best suited to play a traitor. Yoshi, yoshi, I am a Japanese devil at work."

Bai Bufan looked at the culprit, Lin Li, beside him with lingering fear and sincerity, pleading.

But Lin Li didn't speak, just kept on recruiting Big Hans.

"Damn it!"

"Class Monitor, it's done. The cast and script are ready; we'll just have them rehearse in the dorms tonight," Lin Li said to Chen Yuying.

Chen Yuying smiled, pressing the back of her hand against her lips, and shook her head at his words: "Lin Li, this won't pass the review."

"It's fine, I know Principal Wang, our relationship is decent, and he's even praised me before, so the review is basically handled by our own people," Lin Li indicated that it was trivial, as he was a person with connections.

Bai Bufan felt a bit nauseous; he had found someone even more thick-skinned than Zhou Baowei.

And what the hell kind of rehearsal is that supposed to be?

Chen Yuying naturally wouldn't believe Lin Li's nonsense and firmly shook her head with a smile.

Lin Li had no choice but to give up, and the group continued to watch the previous year's videos for a while, fast-forwarding to find inspiration.

There was even a class that performed a silent comedy like Charlie Chaplin, and they even specifically wore black and white outfits.

"Lin Li, you say, when a mime master is performing, if I drink an invisibility potion and go up to cover his mouth and beat him, will the audience think it's part of the performance and applaud?"

Bai Bufan asked out of curiosity as he watched.

"Who said there are no real devils in the world?" Lin Li gave a thumbs up.

After drinking an invisibility potion, instead of thinking about Happy Heroes, he thinks of this—Bai Bufan is really something this lifetime.

But then Lin Li also fell into thought: "Hey, Bufan, do you think after drinking an invisibility potion, if you close your eyes, can you still see what's in front through your own eyelids?"

Bai Bufan paused for a moment, then also fell into thought.

Good question.

"Or is there anyone else in our class who can dance? It could be like this class, a few people dancing in the middle while other classmates do simple backup dance moves around them; that's also quite interesting."

Pressing the pause button and looking at the screen, Chen Yuying looked toward the classroom to ask.

When it came to specific talents, it was different from before; two girls in the class raised their hands.

"Anyone else?"

Lin Li smiled helplessly.

Class Monitor, when you ask, is it really appropriate to keep looking at yourself?

Every time you look down and then look up, why does your gaze get even more intense?

"Then I can dance a little too, I guess."

Seeing her still staring, Lin Li raised his hand with a helpless, amused expression.

Everyone, isn't this just silent oppression and bullying?

Forget it, since Chen Yuying wants it, it's actually fine for Lin Li to dance ballet in public.

Ballet itself isn't a dance style exclusive to women; in fact, many movements, when paired with loose casual clothes, can look very elegant when performed by men.

But regardless, Chen Yuying is bad, and he is good.

The class heard this and curiously gathered their gazes on Lin Li once again.

There's another expert?

"I have a new content proposal!" At this moment, a voice rang out clearly in the classroom.

The class looked over; it was Wang Yuezhi.

Wang Yuezhi pointed at one of the classes on the multimedia screen: "Their class is just doing some simple acrobatics, right?"

Chen Yuying fast-forwarded through a few segments, and it was indeed so.

"As it happens, I've learned many new tricks this weekend. If everyone doesn't mind, I can perform a segment for the whole school's teachers and students. Winning thunderous applause might be hard, but it shouldn't make everyone lose face."

Wang Yuezhi, as a man among men, a male among males, stood out resolutely at this moment.

"I've even prepared the costumes and props myself, no extra configuration needed, and it can save our class budget."

Wang Yuezhi's heart was far from as calm as his words suggested.

Your mother.

Just now, when Chen Yuying was talking to the other two girls, she said she also knew many dance styles and could choreograph with them later.

And then Lin Li, at this exact moment, suddenly said he could dance too?

What kind of intention is this? Can't Wang Yuezhi guess?

Isn't it just to be able to dance with Chen Yuying? He's shamelessly claiming he can dance when he clearly can't. Anyway, he said he only knows a little, so if he's found out later, he'll have an excuse.

When they practice in the next two days, he might even be looking forward to the "hand-in-hand" teaching session.

This is just forcing his way in! This is shameless! This is a simp!

To get close to Chen Yuying, he'll say any damn thing.

Wang Yuezhi could guarantee that this is what Lin Li was thinking.

—Because that was exactly what he was thinking just now, he just didn't have the face to say it out loud.

And by standing out himself, he could not only ruin Lin Li's evil plot but also solve Chen Yuying's problem. During the tug-of-war last week, his performance made Chen Yuying look at him and smile four times.

It was a great opportunity to strike while the iron is hot and create new glory.

"This class's performance format is indeed quite fun," Lin Li watched the multimedia for a while and acknowledged.

At least it's better than dancing.

—Not minding is one thing, but it's better not to dance if he can avoid it.

"I support Wang Yuezhi. Not to mention the costumes and props, he's also a skilled worker; no rehearsal needed," so Lin Li said.

"But if it's only Wang Yuezhi, then whether facing or backing the podium, one side will see nothing," Chen Yuying actually didn't care, but she pointed out the shortcoming upon hearing this.

"Just like this class, rent a few inflatable mascot costumes, have a few people wear them and sway simply around me; that counts as a performance, and they can help me hold and pass some props," Wang Yuezhi said seriously.

"If that doesn't work, anyway, we aren't running these two days. Chen Tianming can learn some acrobatics from me these two days. If he can learn it, we can perform back-to-back, ensuring both the front and back are facing someone.

He also has potential; I acknowledge him. He can become a clown of a similar level to me."

With the sports meet starting the day after tomorrow, even the athletes participating in the meet generally wouldn't do high-intensity exercise these two days, at most some light jogging, so they could indeed be free.

At this moment, Chen Tianming was resting his cheek on one hand, looking out the window and fantasizing about his beautiful life with Qiaoqiao.

Did he just hear someone mention his name?

Not sure, let's listen more.

"No way?!" After confirming, Chen Tianming suddenly turned his head and pointed at Wang Yuezhi, "Wang Yuezhi, don't you damn well spout blood! Who has potential? I'm not like you!"

Trust me, brother, Qiaoqiao is really different.

Hearing such a voice, Wang Yuezhi turned his head to look at Chen Tianming.

There was no annoyance at being cursed in his eyes, only the appreciation and gratification of a senior for a successor.

Chen Tianming: "?"

What kind of look is that?

You'd be better off cursing me.

"I'm not performing, I'm not performing, I can't be a clown." Chen Tianming didn't think Qiaoqiao would like this, so he shook his head firmly like a bobblehead.

Wang Yuezhi sighed.

He now understood how those octogenarian elders felt watching the younger generation waste their talent; it was truly a pity.

"I nominate Lin Li. The Great Qing's number one assassin makes an appearance; isn't that funnier than anything else?" Bai Bufan chimed in at this moment.

It was time for Lin Li to die too.

He couldn't be the one harming others all the time.

"Lin Li? That works too." Wang Yuezhi turned his head to look at Lin Li on the other side for a while and said with a frown.

Although he didn't think Lin Li had the talent of a clown, he was willing to accept it.

Because he could use this opportunity to judge who is better and distinguish the gap.

With the red nose bond personally handed to him by Chen Yuying, he would never lose.

Facing Wang Yuezhi's strange gaze, Lin Li pointed at himself: "Me?"

"You." Wang Yuezhi nodded, while also showing the composure of a strong person: "Of course, you can also choose to refuse."

"I don't mind." Lin Li shrugged.

The acrobatics Wang Yuezhi knew weren't difficult; with his own body coordination and ability, learning them would be simple.

"If there are two people performing front-to-back, paired with mascot backup dancers, with a funny and amusing tone, even if there's a mistake during the performance, it can be passed off as part of the design. That seems good, so let's do that?"

Watching the situation develop beyond reason, Chen Yuying blinked her eyes and made a summary.

The plan to see Lin Li dance ballet failed; it seems she'll have to try again next time.

No one had any objections.

So for the rest of the class meeting, everyone started discussing the acrobatics theme, what inflatable mascot costumes to rent, and how to arrange them in the formation.

A basic plan gradually took shape; for the rest, they would just wait for the free-play session on Wednesday.

Essentially, it was to leave behind interesting memories; whether they messed it up or made it perfect, it was meaningful. It wasn't until the end-of-class bell rang that everyone finished the discussion, still feeling unsatisfied.

Bai Bufan stretched and prepared to continue sleeping, but asked out of curiosity:

"By the way, Lin Li, you can dance? What kind of dance can you do?"

"Of course it's the street dance that boys love to learn, the kind that's wild, cool, and can charm thousands of girls with one move. Do you think I'd know the seductive ballet that's basically only learned and danced by girls? How could that be? I would never learn that." Lin Li answered immediately.

Bai Bufan: "..."

OK, he knew what Lin Li could do now.

And at this moment, Wang Yuezhi also walked over, taking the initiative to find Lin Li, being concise and to the point:

"Lin Li, today at noon, see me at the Art Building. I'll go apply for an activity room, and then I will teach you everything I have. I won't hold anything back, because I don't want to win unfairly."

Wang Yuezhi's tone was cold but confident. After speaking, he left without looking back, extremely dashing, like a wanderer roaming the world.

Lin Li: "?"

What was he mumbling about? What "win unfairly"?

"Is Wang Yuezhi planning to teach you everything he knows? Interesting. Lin Li, don't get stuffed like a cream puff," Bai Bufan said, looking up upon hearing this.

Lin Li: "?"

!

But there was no need to pay attention to Bai Bufan's new interpretation of old words; Lin Li had more important things to clarify:

"Wang Yuezhi! Wang Yuezhi! Wait!"

"Can we change the time? Noon is my fixed study time with the Class Monitor."

"How about the afternoon? How about evening self-study? How about English class?"

Wang Yuezhi's footsteps paused. He had clearly heard him, but he didn't respond, walking with a staggering gait toward his seat.

For this duel where he had staked everything, to completely defeat Lin Li and prove who was the undisputed King of Clowns, Wang Yuezhi felt his winning percentage had increased a bit more.

—He had a deeper understanding of the clown.

Noon.

Lin Li arrived as promised.

No choice; he asked Wang Yuezhi in the morning if they could change the time, but this guy ignored him.

He could only temporarily abandon Chen Yuying.

Who told Wang Yuezhi to be his true lunch-time brother, unlike that fake friend Bai Bufan.

The two went to the Art Building, and Wang Yuezhi used a key to open an activity room; it was very spacious.

"Lin Li, what is your understanding of a clown?" Wang Yuezhi placed a large bag he had brought onto the table, sat down face-to-face with Lin Li, and asked seriously.

Lin Li blinked, a bit confused by the setup and the question. After thinking for a while: "A clown... is just a clown? Something that makes people laugh when they think about it?"

Wang Yuezhi chuckled upon hearing this.

He looked at Lin Li with slight contempt.

A guy like this would probably never be able to affect his position as a clown.

Different paths, no common language. Lin Li's answer made Wang Yuezhi lose interest. He opened his backpack, took out the items inside, and went through the motions:

"Look, which one do you want to learn first?"

Juggling balls, long balloons, playing cards, a unicycle...

Wait, where the hell did the unicycle come from?

"You can do this too?" Lin Li pointed at the unicycle and asked.

Wang Yuezhi heard this and, seeing Lin Li's shocked expression, felt a bit proud and smug. He nodded, holding back his laughter:

"I just bought it and learned it last weekend. I found that I really have some talent in this area. In ten-plus hours, I learned it quite proficiently."

As he spoke, Wang Yuezhi took out the unicycle, unfolded it, placed it on the ground, and got on to ride it.

Although it wasn't particularly smooth, Wang Yuezhi could indeed ride it; it wasn't unfamiliar.

Not only that, Wang Yuezhi even started juggling while riding.

Lin Li: "?"

Not a chance, buddy.

You really can do it?

During the tug-of-war finals last week, you didn't know these fancy tricks yet.

Seeming to notice Lin Li's gaze, Wang Yuezhi smiled.

"While you were wasting your weekend not knowing what to do, I was working hard," he said nonchalantly.

Lin Li heard this and reflectively thought about where he had wasted his weekend.

Oh, he went out to play with Chen Yuying.

It was all her fault.

"If you perform this, I might not be able to replicate your entire performance back-to-back that day," Lin Li said humbly.

There was indeed some humility in it; Lin Li felt that he could definitely learn it in two days, but he wouldn't dare guarantee he wouldn't make mistakes if he had to ride and perform at the same time on the day.

"I know, I will be considerate of you." Wang Yuezhi seemed to care for his brother Lin Li, tossing the juggling balls to him: "Let's start with the simple ones. We'll see the results in these two days before considering the performance format for Wednesday."

"Okay." Lin Li caught the juggling balls and started trying to toss and catch them.

The first time was undoubtedly a failure; he couldn't even get the three balls into a cycle.

You have to know, Wang Yuezhi had already entered the Great Perfection of four-ball juggling and was getting a glimpse of the five-ball realm.

In the clown world, strength is king—

"Please teach me the technique! Master!" Lin Li said sincerely.

"I will. Lin Li, remember, don't treat juggling balls as a trick, but make them a magic that makes the audience forget to breathe." Entering teaching mode, Wang Yuezhi's tone changed, "Your red nose is your third eye. When tossing, aim for the parabola and use your nose to feel the trajectory of the balls.

Your hands must be flexible. When you're a beginner, recite the slogan in your heart: catch, toss, catch, toss, left, right, left, right!"

As he spoke, Wang Yuezhi started demonstrating.

Lin Li's comprehension and body control ability quickly took effect. Within a few minutes, the three balls were cycling in Lin Li's hands.

He had already started practicing walking while tossing three balls.

Wang Yuezhi nodded. Such an opponent was actually quite interesting; he had some talent and wasn't too much of a waste.

However, he always felt something was missing.

As a veteran clown, he quickly discovered the key.

"Lin Li, this won't do." Wang Yuezhi stopped Lin Li from continuing to practice.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Lin Li caught the balls and asked humbly for advice.

"Your expression is wrong." Wang Yuezhi shook his head.

"Expression? What's wrong with my expression? I don't have an expression." There was a wall full of mirrors next to the activity room. Lin Li went over to take a look and didn't find anything wrong with his expression.

"No expression is the problem!" Wang Yuezhi said, frustrated by his lack of progress, "As a clown, how can you have no expression? A clown without an expression, is that still a clown?"

"Then what kind of expression should I have?" Lin Li asked.

Wang Yuezhi took the balls back from Lin Li's hands, and as he started juggling, his face gradually began to change.

Lin Li's eyes gradually widened.

This expression, comparable to Fire Punch—Wang Yuezhi, you kid, how are you so proficient at showing this? And the clown aura that the whole person was gradually radiating, what's going on with that?

What just happened? Was it an illusion?

But Lin Li understood what Wang Yuezhi meant now.

Because just looking at Wang Yuezhi's current expression made Lin Li want to laugh.

Is this the soul of a clown...

Terrifying!

"Understand?" Wang Yuezhi stopped, put away the expression, and then asked calmly.

Lin Li adjusted his expression to keep from laughing out loud, forced a straight face, and nodded: "Maybe I understand, let me try."

Taking back the balls, Lin Li started performing.

"What kind of crappy expression is that? That's not a clown at all!" After watching for a few seconds, Wang Yuezhi couldn't bear to look anymore, rubbing his temples with a face full of bad luck.

This was simply insulting the clown.

Lin Li looked in the mirror; there was indeed a gap between him and Wang Yuezhi.

"How should I adjust my facial features for this expression?" Lin Li had to ask.

"You don't need to consider how to adjust your facial features. If you deliberately adjust them, it will only reveal a sense of artificial craftsmanship. The best expression is to adjust your inner self and let your face adjust itself. That is natural; that is a clown."

As Wang Yuezhi spoke, he entered that expression again.

Free and easy.

It had probably reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Lin Li blinked and asked in confusion: "... How should I adjust this inner self?"

"That's even simpler. Acting is always just acting. We need to detach from acting to become a clown. To reach this level, you just need to recall some heartbreaking moments in your mind," Wang Yuezhi revealed his secret.

"Heartbreaking moments? What kind of heartbreaking?" However, Lin Li, this piece of rotten wood, still didn't understand.

"Just recall any scenario where a girl you like rejects or ignores you, isn't that enough?" Wang Yuezhi frowned, even more confused as to how Lin Li could ask this question.

Lin Li scratched his head, and after a few seconds, he spoke: "I don't have that scenario in my memory?"

Wang Yuezhi: "?"

"None? How is that possible?"

"I really don't." Lin Li was somewhat innocent.

Before high school, 2D waifus wouldn't betray him; after high school, the damn system started training him. Although Lin Li had indeed never succeeded, he had also never failed.

As long as you don't launch a charge at love, you can remain invincible forever.

"Not even once?"

"Not even once."

Lin Li's expression and tone didn't seem like he was acting.

So Wang Yuezhi stared at Lin Li.

—"(；o_o)?"

Don't make noise, I'm thinking.

Thinking.

Thinking tat.

Woo woo woo damn woo woo woo tat!

Woo woo woo Lin Li, woo woo woo I'll fuck your mother woo woo woo tat.

(End of chapter)