Chapter 330

Lin Li and Wang Ze stared at each other in silence; Lin Li tilted his chin up.

Wang Ze, already past the point where grief exceeds a dead heart, no longer cared what Lin Li might still want to do; he just looked at Lin Li with lifeless eyes, waiting for his follow-up.

Yet Lin Li still kept silent, but his eyes urged Wang Ze on.

"Huh? What for? Why aren't you speaking?" A bewildered Wang Ze opened his mouth to ask.

Only then did Lin Li let out a long breath and pat Wang Ze's shoulder: "I was waiting for you to speak."

"Why?" Wang Ze was puzzled.

"Because the saying goes well: if ugly words are said upfront, you're the one who has to open the topic — I'm handsome, so handsome words can only come after." Lin Li's smile was warm as he explained in great detail.

Wang Ze: "..."

Your mom.

"Holy shit, chasing to kill? Is this still a flea market? I'm jumping!"

Wang Ze dejectedly took off his entire upper garment.

Lin Li hurriedly stepped back, afraid Wang Ze intended to engage him in a vestibule battle.

Oh my god, this kind of thing, no way.

"Go go go, back next door — maybe my aesthetic really has a problem, Lin Li, help me pick some clothes, Prime Minister, please, I'll do anything."

Wang Ze dragged Lin Li toward the next room.

"Fine then."

Idle is idle anyway, so Lin Li just nodded and followed along.

"Wang Ze, you tell me first — what style are you planning to go for?"

Watching Wang Ze pull out a stack of clothes from the wardrobe and toss them onto the bed, Lin Li went over to pick and choose while looking up with a hint of disdain to ask.

This stack of non-uniform clothes looked like a lot; at Nan Sang Middle School, where uniforms were normally required, it was even rarer.

But in reality, very few were usable for selection.

Because most were the clothes and pants Wang Ze usually wore for training; when going out to play, they fundamentally couldn't be coordinated.

"Of course it's still masculinity — I feel that's my strength, play to strengths and avoid weaknesses."

Wang Ze stayed true to his original aspiration, still fixated on his sleeveless undershirt, then suddenly turned cold-faced: "— Lin Li, where the fuck are you looking?"

This bitch is staring at the crotch right now.

"Play to strengths and avoid weaknesses, wearing pants this properly, makes sense." Lin Li stared a while longer, then nodded.

Wang Ze: "?"

Before Wang Ze could retort, Lin Li stood up, not looking at the clothes on the bed:

"Masculinity, got it, I understand — I'll go ask Qu Wanqiu if she has any extra clothes, bring you a few pieces; as long as they're oversize, you should be able to fit into them too."

Wang Ze: "(；o_o)?"

"Huh? Why would you borrow clothes from Qu Wanqiu?" Wang Ze was puzzled.

"For you to wear." Lin Li calmly looked up and answered.

His eyes seemed to wonder how Wang Ze could ask a question whose answer was written all over his face.

"... Lin Li, what I want is masculinity — man! li! ness!" Wang Ze gritted out word by word through clenched teeth.

"I know."

"Come come come, Prime Minister, you tell Ze'er — what does wearing women's clothes have to do with masculinity!" Wang Ze laughed in extreme anger.

"Foolish, Ze'er — cross-dressing as a femboy, that's something only a man can do, so isn't that an extremely masculine act?"

"Let me ask you — can a girl be a little Southern Liang?"

"Besides, everyone knows men can hold up half the sky, women can also hold up half the sky — from this it follows that a femboy can hold up the whole sky.

Holy shit, Wang Ze, think about it — that's the entire sky! When the time comes in front of Senior Sister Qian, you hold it up, ei yo man! I don't even dare imagine how thick the hearts in Senior Sister's eyes would be."

Once Lin Li started on this, he went all out, reckless, unstoppable — his little mouth firing like a machine gun, babbling nonstop.

Although history tells Lin Li that Southern Liang's ending was the Northern Dynasties, that's not important.

The one in front of him is Wang Ze — would he still be afraid of this?

As for Wang Ze, who in Lin Li's eyes wasn't afraid, he had already silently walked to the corner, taken out his arm-strength bar, and slowly approached Lin Li.

Feeling his health bar light up, Lin Li stood up and ran.

"Lin! Li! Why the fuck didn't you let me castrate myself in front of Senior Sister — by your logic, wouldn't that also be very masculine!!" Wang Ze chased with red eyes.

"Promising youth — then I'll ask Qu Wanqiu and her dorm if they have any sharper knives, so you'll suffer less pain when the time comes, cut more dashingly.

When the time comes you'll be wearing women's clothes as a eunuch, masculinity off the charts — I dare guarantee, Wang Ze, your confession can make tomorrow's Xiling News headlines."

Hearing Wang Ze's inference by analogy, Lin Li ran back with great relief, commenting as he went.

"Just the news — does such a small thing need a confession? Lin Li!" Wang Ze grinned savagely, shaking his head, "As long as I kill you, I'll definitely make the news tomorrow!"

Wang Ze really likes the lyrics from Faye Wong's "Those Years Gone By".

If reunion can't make eyes red, can it still make the face red — want me not to have red eyes? Then you give me a red face!!

Lin Li finished the 15-second ad revive and returned to the dorm with Wang Ze.

Actually Wang Ze fundamentally couldn't catch up to him, but he had to let the guy vent a bit.

"Seriously though, Ze — with just your few clothes, you fundamentally can't coordinate the tough-guy style you want; give it up."

Turning a bit more serious, Lin Li pointed at the clothes on the bed and shook his head:

"And masculinity isn't something that should be shown by what you wear — better to display it through your actions.

For example, if something suddenly happens around you, you immediately shield Senior Sister behind you; for example, Senior Sister can't open a bottle cap, you take it and find you can't open it either, then hee hee hee..."

"Makes sense too." Because he knew Lin Li was being sarcastic, Wang Ze, roughly getting the meaning, couldn't be bothered to argue and instead nodded: "Then if I don't do this one, how should I match them?"

"Just keep it clean and refreshing, don't try to show off your damn muscles, go loose, go casual, trendy to the point of rheumatism, you Hong Kong artsy boys get it, huh, here, these two pieces, try them on."

Lin Li picked out a few pieces from the pile of clothes, handed them to Wang Ze, and started trying them on.

"Try this one again."

"These pants are a bit weird, switch to this pair."

"..."

"This set will do, I think it's alright."

There weren't many wearable pieces, so the matching options were limited, and not long after, Lin Li gave his answer:

"Personally, I approve of this set, but aesthetics are subjective, I don't know what Qian Xuejie thinks over there, so I can't guarantee she'll like it, so it's up to you."

"Don't start stacking buffs now, I'm a bit scared, " Wang Ze laughed and scolded, "I'll go ask Bufan, see what he says."

"Woof woof woof."

"Woof woof woof also has approved woofs and disapproved woofs."

Speaking of Cao Cao, his wife just arrived—Wang Ze had just walked toward the dormitory door when it was pushed open, Bai Bufan holding a hairdryer, presumably just finished blowing his hair upstairs.

"Stupid dog Lin Li."

The first thing he did upon entering was insult Lin Li.

After sizing him up for a moment, Bai Bufan nodded in approval: "Not bad, much more anthropomorphic than the previous set."

But Wang Ze narrowed his eyes, stepped forward past Bai Bufan, closed the dormitory door, then looked at Lin Li and asked for his opinion: "Lin Li, hiss—what do you think of Bufan's outfit here, tsk, how is it?"

Lin Li, Bai Bufan: "qaq?"

Lin Li glanced over, knowing the weekend trip had been foreshadowed, Bai Bufan of course brought his casual clothes this week, now wearing them.

You'd better not say it, you really shouldn't say it.

Indeed, it's a bit better than Wang Ze's set.

"His looks better." Lin Li nodded.

"Okay!" Wang Ze laughed.

Bai Bufan: "Eh not tat, wait—"

"Wearing it feels a bit sugary, forget it, I'll stick with my own set."

After Wang Ze compared outfits at the stairwell and returned, he threw his clothes onto Bai Bufan's bed, which had been stripped down to just underwear, and complained disdainfully.

"You damned beast, you damned beast." Bai Bufan, who lives by the creed "enjoy life when strengthened by hardship," lazily caught the clothes, then responded with a middle finger as a sign of respect, before reaffirming his attire:

"Wang Ze, tell your dam, where is my clothing sugary? Clearly it's very fashionable!"

"You just look at the fabric and you'll know, Zhu Wen usurped the throne—gave you Tang over." Wang Ze's most literary passage, complaining disdainfully:

"Bufan, what were you thinking, buying clothes made of milk dragon material? I just put them on and couldn't help but want to jump around shouting 'I am milk dragon, I am milk dragon'."

Bai Bufan: "?"

Hearing that, Bai Bufan froze for a moment, then rummaged through the inside label of his clothes, saw it clearly, and couldn't help but laugh:

"I damn, Wang Ze you're one wave short of two? Nylon, who the hell told you this is milk dragon material, it's nylon!"

Lin Li blinked, that really is milk dragon-like.

"Alright, the core reason is still a bit small, Bufan, I really admire you, can't you grow a bit taller?" Wang Ze shrugged, stating the truth.

Wang Ze's height and Bai Bufan's still differ by a few centimeters, but a few centimeters can sometimes make a big difference, so the same clothes worn by the two of them produce different effects.

"Scolding the cook after eating, you understand backstabbing, I'm already pretty impressive at this age and height, you two are one genius monster and one old relic, I'm too lazy to roast."

Bai Bufan changed into his clothes, stood up, and pointed at the two of them.

"Compared to backstabbing, I prefer its synonym, rear entry." The scolded Wang Ze laughed hehe, "Enter enter your."

"By the way, Wang Ze, your flowers, how did you handle them in the end?"

Ignoring the two who started van gaming, Lin Li looked around, didn't see Wang Ze's flowers, and asked.

"Already laid flat at Lu's place, I gave it to a shop owner, added him on WeChat, when the time comes I'll see if there's a suitable opportunity to slip away and get it, if not, I'll just spend a bit more money to have the owner deliver it."

Wang Ze turned his head and said.

"A bit troublesome." Lin Li raised his eyebrows, evaluating.

"What else can be done? This is already the best solution I can think of." Wang Ze shrugged.

"Don't you have an idle storage ring at home? You take a storage ring, put the flowers inside, manifest them when needed, super convenient, plus they stay fresh, no matter when you bought them, you don't have to worry about them wilting."

Lin Li gave the suggestion.

"Mouth mouth, idiot." Wang Ze hehe laughed, delivering a sharp critique.

Lin Li sighed, his sincere heart was just fed to Bufan like that, clearly he gave the most sincere advice.

"By the way, when are you two going over?" Wang Ze asked.

"We agreed to meet at the school gate in ten minutes, it's about time to set off now, how about you?"

Lin Li rubbed his forehead, thinking about how to bump into Wan Qiuqiu without ruining his hairstyle.

"I haven't yet, I and the senior sister agreed to go play after lunch." Wang Ze answered.

"Going over there to play and still eating lunch—"

"Bang! Bang! Squeak—"

Lin Li hadn't finished speaking when the door was knocked twice, the person outside found the door unlocked and directly pushed open the dormitory door and walked in.

Chen Tianming.

Since everyone knows what Chen Tianming went to do, the three of them turned their gazes to Chen Tianming's head.

"Look, Wang Ze, Tianming took my photo to the barber and said this, this is the proper length, and it's my length when I'm not holding up!" Lin Li immediately looked at Wang Ze, proud.

Wang Ze ignored him.

Bai Bufan then furrowed his brow: "No, Tianming, you got a dick-shaped haircut? It feels like besides being a bit puffier, there's no other change at all?"

Chen Tianming sighed: "My review is, the barbershop is the only legal gambling den in the mainland."

"I support this, I said last time to go thin on both sides and leave the middle untouched, damn it, they made me look like shit." Bai Bufan acknowledged this point.

Chen Tianming continued sighing: "I had him blow-dry it like Lin Li's, but after blowing it I wasn't satisfied, so I washed it back to normal and just casually redid it."

"And the second time he didn't charge me extra, it seems he also has a sense of this in his heart."

"What did the failed attempt look like on you?" Lin Li became curious now.

"You'll know once you see it." Chen Tianming took out his phone.

Lin Li and the three of them gathered around.

"Why are you showing us your grandma's photo? Show us the hairstyle the barber gave you!" Lin Li glanced at it, frowned, and looked puzzled at Chen Tianming.

"However, Tianming, your grandma is quite fashionable." Bai Bufan gave a thumbs up.

"Indeed, if your grandma went to square dancing, she'd probably bewitch a bunch of old men." Wang Ze nodded in agreement.

As the grandma herself, Chen Tianming: "..."

These beasts—obviously intentional.

Chen Tianming smiled: "To be honest, Lin Li, Bufan, Wang Ze, I feel you three must be very kind-hearted."

"Oh, what brings this on?"

Although knowing the next words would mostly be scolding himself, the Chishu Great Kings still couldn't help themselves.

"Because being human means having both disgust and kindness, but seeing you, I know you're disgusting to death." Chen Tianming chuckled.

"ohohohoh——" A group of masochists, scolded yet still cheering for Chen Tianming.

"Can only say that barbershop is a bit trashy, didn't find a suitable style for you," Lin Li stepped forward and patted Chen Tianming's shoulder, "but this is fine too, it's pretty good, at least the profit is positive."

"Not entirely without merits, that shop's location is still quite good, you can jump into the river right after stepping out."

——Since the other party was willing to wash my hair for free a second time, Chen Tianming felt it necessary to say a few fair words for them.

"That's really good, but I and Bufan have to leave first, wishing you and Wang Ze success in your confession." Lin Li stood up with Bai Bufan, smiling as he spoke.

"Thank you for the kind words." Chen Tianming and Wang Ze laughed and said.

"Bundling the kind words, yesterday I used a 4.9 yuan free-shipping airplane cup from Pinduoduo, effect was immediate, today my chicken is especially inflamed, but lending it was fine, I'm keeping it for further use."

Chen Tianming, Wang Ze: "?"

Afterwards Chen Tianming immediately returned to his dorm—nothing happened, just purely unable to be alone with Wang Ze in the same space.

……

School gate.

"Hey hey hey~Lin Li~~"

Qu Wanqiu was already there, seeing Lin Li and Bai Bufan approach, she immediately started with yin-yang sarcasm.

"Don't hey hey hey anymore, just tell me if you're handsome or not." Lin Li stood up his shirt collar, adjusted his nonexistent glasses.

"So-so." Qu Wanqiu spoke firmly.

Lin Li sighed, pulled Bai Bufan over, their cheeks pressed directly together: "Now then?"

"Wow, handsome." Qu Wanqiu's eyes lit up, she nodded.

Lin Li (bashful):

""

Bai Bufan (calm):

"(。＿。)▄︻┻┳═一"

"Indeed, flowers still need green leaves." Lin Li patted Bai Bufan.

"Eh I damn you two, how are you so damn evil!!"

Bai Bufan didn't expect at all that he could still be hurt like this.

I want to create a Bai Bufan protection organization!

"It's fine, baby, you don't know, after the ugly duckling grows up it's no longer an ugly duckling, but a big ugly duck, although still not good-looking, it can make money, so the future is promising."

Lin Li gently added the final blow.

Bai Bufan raised his middle finger, then coldly began counterattacking: "Lin Li, have you played chess?"

"Nonsense, definitely played, what's there to say?" Lin Li asked curiously.

"Then you should know, the 'General' has two 'Guards' beside it, forever unable to leave their range," Bai Bufan coldly snorted:

"The wisdom of our ancestors is telling us, the General must always be fucked, and can never escape the fate of being fucked for life, and it's two at once!"

"You're doomed, you've been fucked by Wang Ze."

Lin Li, Qu Wanqiu: "... (；o_o)?"

Qu Wanqiu scratched her head, so it was 'Guard' all along, all these years I've been setting up the chess pieces wrong?

No! Bai Fufan you don't ins character!

Lin Li then felt his butt a bit sore.

Two of them……really can't take it anymore.

Because we had already hailed a car on the way over, so the car arrived quickly.

Bai Bufan simply and neatly sat in the front passenger seat where the accident victim died first, teary-eyed, Bruce is the best.

"Little chirp chirp, hurry Ding Zi downstairs." Lin Li, after getting in the back seat, said to Qu Wanqiu.

"Okay."

"Driver, according to the order, first pick up a person then go to Pinglu Street." Bai Bufan then said to the driver.

"Okay, I know." The driver nodded.

"Thank you, Driver." Bai Bufan said politely.

"Young people these days still have manners," the driver nodded with relief once more, then complained to Bai Bufan with a helpless expression:

"Kid, let me tell you, the last few passengers I picked up all gave me bad ratings for no reason after getting out, causing my star rating to drop."

"That's terrible. Don't worry, Driver, I'll definitely give you a five-star rating in a bit." Bai Bufan patted his own chest and lifted his chin at the driver.

Bro!

The driver beamed at those words: "Young man, you look ordinary, but you've got a surprisingly good heart! Thanks. By the way, what are you up to this weekend? Cram school?"

Bai Bufan: "(；o_o)?"

Lin Li, Qu Wanqiu: "(w)!"

"... Hah, haha, no, I'm going out to have fun." Bai Bufan answered with a slightly awkward forced laugh.

Lin Li and Qu Wanqiu exchanged a glance, tacitly lowering their heads and holding back laughter.

Driver, oh Driver.

Is it possible that the several people you served before didn't give bad ratings for no reason at all.

Bai Bufan, no longer wanting to talk to the driver, lowered his head to look at his phone.

"Lin Li: Guess what just happened in the car? @Chen Yuying @Ding Sihan"

Bai Bufan: "..."

Damn it, don't even want to look at the phone anymore.

The school wasn't too far from Ding Sihan's home, so the car arrived there before long.

"Aaaaaah Lin Li!"

When Ding Sihan got in the car from Qu Wanqiu's side and he heard her battle cry, Lin Li instantly felt relieved.

"You actually did your hair?" Ding Sihan clicked her tongue repeatedly.

"Naturally." Lin Li crossed his arms smugly. "Oi, Ding Zi, don't you dare open your window. If the wind blows my hair crooked, I'll knock your spine crooked later."

"So relaxed, looks like you've made thorough preparations?" The threatened Ding Sihan wasn't annoyed, stopping her motion to open the window and turning her head to ask with a smile.

"There's nothing to be nervous about to begin with. It's a matter of course; everything will go smoothly naturally. I never planned to make it too flashy anyway." Lin Li said with a smile.

"Do you need us to help with anything else?" Bai Bufan turned around from the front seat and poked his head in to ask.

"Just find a chance to disappear on your own tonight," Lin Li said disdainfully. "What could a useless piece of trash like you help with?"

"I've got Xuanmai." Bai Bufan pulled out chewing gum from his pocket: "Can keep your mouth clean. Want some?"

"Uh... give me two pieces, thanks."

This young man, he looks ordinary, but he's got a surprisingly good heart!

(End of Chapter)