Chapter 253 : An Expert is an Expert After All, Her Research is Very Meaningful

Wednesday.

After finishing his daily exercise, Lin Li rode his bike to school.

There was still a month and a half left until the two-month limit for Task 1, the body tempering task.

After restarting the Eight-Section Body Tempering Art from scratch, he indeed felt new insights. When practicing, he could execute many details more accurately, especially the spiritual energy section.

His efficiency in utilizing spiritual energy and his physical fitness were steadily improving.

Lin Li felt that if he were to face Zhai Kai again now, he probably wouldn't need [Charge] to fight to a draw, at least.

He might even have the upper hand.

With a month and a half left, he could at least re-walk the path four or five times. Lin Li didn't believe that after so many times, he still wouldn't meet the task requirements.

It was worth mentioning that his cultivation of the Upright Lightning Control Method had also progressed further. After achieving minor success with the Lightning Body, Lin Li could now gradually control the output of electrical arcs from his body, such as gathering a ball of lightning in his palm.

Although he couldn't maintain it for long and its power was average, it was indeed a step forward in spellcasting, giving him the feeling of "Lightning Magic."

He was finally no longer just a simple fucking power bank.

The future was promising. Anyway, he had no opponents, so he could just take his time.

—So far, the Upright Lightning Control Method had only been used to electrocute mosquitoes and Bai Bufan.

Even the zombies hadn't been electrocuted by Lin Li.

"A grain of sand cannot be tolerated in a horse's eye~ because it will also feel uncomfortable~ A horse's eye is always full of wisdom~ like it has experience to impart~" *(Translator's Note: "Horse's eye" (ma yan) is Chinese slang for the urethral opening).*

Riding his bike leisurely, Lin Li hummed a song.

Lin Li was already tired of singing "Spring Breeze Elves." Fortunately, he had found another treasure song—"The World in a Horse's Eye."

"A horse's eye sometimes contains shyness~ when being stroked~ A horse's eye will also shed tears~ when it finishes a battle~"

"What is the world in a horse's eye really like! Is it also looking for direction like me! No matter how many trials and collisions it experiences! My horse's eye is always full of power!" During the chorus, Lin Li sang loudly.

He didn't dare to sing softly, for fear that the people in heaven wouldn't hear him.

When Bai Bufan shared this song with Lin Li last night, Lin Li immediately put it on single loop a hundred times and became a believer.

This song written for horses was so deeply affectionate that it actually made Lin Li, a person who had never touched or ridden a horse in his life, empathize.

It could be considered another masterpiece of the Chinese music industry, proving that the Chinese music industry had completely ended its golden age and entered the silver-gold age.

The lyrics were thought-provoking. What exactly is in a horse's eye?

Lin Li felt that for those fine horses that were born to gallop on the grasslands, in today's modern society where only torrents of steel remain, their eyes must be filled with longing and yearning for the turf.

As he approached the school, Lin Li stopped singing.

He was afraid of being heard by acquaintances.

The school's electric retractable gate was kept wide open today. After all, although it wasn't a school open day during the sports meeting, if students' parents wanted to come, they could still fill out a form and drive in to watch.

*Little slutty gate, usually when I come it only opens a small crack, why is it open so wide today?*

*Hmph.*

[Lin Li: I'm at the school gate. Are you up, Class Rep?]

[Chen Yuying: Okay, my things are ready too. I'm coming downstairs now.]

[Lin Li: OK.]

Because the opening ceremony started at 7:30, there was plenty of time reserved. It was only a little past 5:40 now.

The campus was still shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and it was even quieter downstairs at the girls' dorm, with very few people around. Occasionally, a few bird calls broke the silence.

As for the dorm door, the dorm auntie would open it at 5:30, so there was no conflict.

Lin Li parked his bike at the gate and walked over, carrying five breakfasts for their dorm today—one person didn't eat.

So from a distance, Lin Li saw Chen Yuying standing on the steps in front of the building, carrying her makeup case.

Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders. She wore a sky-blue long-sleeved shirt, a pair of dark blue-green high-waisted straight pants, and white sneakers on her feet.

Like a fresh breeze on an autumn morning.

"Hello, food delivery," Lin Li approached with a smile and then spoke, "Class Rep, why aren't you wearing your school uniform again."

"Days when you don't have to wear a school uniform are the ones to cherish," Chen Yuying curled her hair and said with a smile.

"Are Ding Sihan and the others up?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

"Then I'm the first person to appreciate this outfit today. No wonder today's almanac says it's auspicious to go out, the great fortune is right here," Lin Li said with a smile.

"Unfortunately not, our dorm auntie already praised me just now," Chen Yuying said regretfully.

"What's your dorm auntie's TikTok ID? I'll find a van full of people to deal with her," Lin Li got angry upon hearing this.

"Blossoming Wealth and Honor. The TikTok ID is just her phone number. It's on the board at the entrance. If you're too lazy to search, I can share it directly with you."

Chen Yuying pointed to a board at the entrance, which had the information of the dorm's safety supervisor.

It was clearly an act of aiding and abetting violence, yet she said it so lightly, even with a smile on her face.

*Hmph, no matter how beautiful she looks on the outside, the Class Rep is still a bad woman to the bone.*

Lin Li followed Chen Yuying into the dorm building. Regrettably, in this restricted area for boys, there was no Great Emperor, nor any ominous things covered in red hair. It was no different from downstairs at the boys' dorm.

The dorm auntie Lin Li planned to cyberbully lived in the room closest to the door on the first floor. At this moment, the sound and smell of cooking oil and smoke came from the room.

"Do you want to eat breakfast first?" Lin Li asked.

"No need, let's do makeup first."

Chen Yuying pointed to an empty small table and chairs on the first floor and said to Lin Li.

"Alright, I'll leave my face, which is worth one thousand eight hundred a catty, to you."

"Facial skin probably only weighs about 100-130 grams. Even at one thousand eight hundred a catty, it's only a little over three hundred yuan. You have to say it's more expensive next time," Chen Yuying opened the case, took out cosmetics like foundation, eyeshadow, and lipstick, and advised with a smile.

"It has to be cheap. Otherwise, how could I be so carefree every time I lose face? If it were any more expensive, I couldn't afford to lose it."

After Lin Li sat down, Chen Yuying rubbed some primer and started applying it to Lin Li's face.

Reaching out, touching.

Her fingers gently stroked Lin Li's cheek, bringing a hint of coolness. In that moment, both of them seemed to tremble imperceptibly.

A refreshing, faint fragrance also lingered at the tip of his nose as the girl's body drew closer.

Lin Li's eyes widened. Looking closely, Chen Yuying's face actually had no flaws either.

*Where are the pimples of youth?*

*Were they all slain by the painstaking skincare routine every night?*

Thinking of Chen Yuying's nighttime skincare routine and time, Lin Li felt it was reasonable.

She deserved to have this face.

Appreciating Chen Yuying's face up close, Lin Li suddenly shook his head slightly, a bit angry in his eyes.

*What kind of bullshit pinnacle of art is the Louvre? It dares to be so arrogant without even housing Chen Yuying's face?*

*I'll find the Louvre's TikTok ID when I go home tonight and cyberbully it along with the dorm auntie.*

*It's just a matter of convenience anyway.*

*As long as Nansang Middle School gives the order, Lin Li is willing to support it as the new top palace of art.*

The thought of pinching Chen Yuying's cheeks rekindled with his gaze.

*Where's the butt, where's Bai Bufan's butt, save me!*

Unlike Lin Li, who was thick-skinned and could unabashedly stare at Chen Yuying, Chen Yuying only made eye contact with him for a moment before immediately shifting her gaze. Her long, dense eyelashes trembled slightly like cicada wings in summer.

Steady breathing suppressed the faint blush. Chen Yuying used her left palm to support and fix Lin Li's face, and started applying makeup with her right hand, her eyes focused.

Both of them were very focused.

"From now on, you're not allowed to move around," Chen Yuying said gently.

"Can't my heart move either? It's a bit difficult, but I'll try." In order to keep his lungs from moving, Lin Li, who had already stopped breathing, started pinching his left chest, trying to keep his heart from moving too.

Chen Yuying: "?"

Looking at Lin Li, whose face was gradually turning blue, Chen Yuying blinked, withdrew her hand, tilted her head to look at him, and in Lin Li's gradually surprised and questioning eyes, she made a fist and swung it down, encouraging with a smile:

"Mhm, yes, you can't move. Keep it up, tell me when it stops."

Lin Li: "Eh?"

*It's not that there are fewer bad people, it's that the bad people have changed their nature!*

*Which damn animal led Chen Yuying astray like this!*

*To be able to do such a thing, it feels like a guy who has a mother but no father to raise him.*

"Class Rep, you said you knew how to do makeup, but you didn't say beforehand that you were a mortician and could only do makeup for dead guys!?" Lin Li couldn't hold it in anymore.

"I'm not playing anymore, Class Rep. I don't want you to do my makeup. Where's Ding Sihan, is she up yet? What about the dorm auntie, does she know how to do makeup?"

"Alright, don't move, it's really starting now," Chen Yuying said with a smile. "Tell me if it itches anywhere."

"Will you scratch it for me? Hey, don't say it, I suddenly feel my whole body..."

"I meant I'll stop and let you scratch it yourself."

"—My whole body doesn't itch at all."

Time flies like an arrow, the sun and moon shuttle back and forth, a white pony flashes past a crevice, time slips away.

Chen Yuying let out a long sigh, clapped her hands which were stained with a little makeup, and took a step back.

"Look up."

"Look down."

"Turn your head left, turn your head right."

Carefully examining her work, Chen Yuying nodded in satisfaction: "Done."

"Very good, Class Rep. At least you didn't say something like telling me to spin around," Lin Li stood up and said with a smile.

There was a mirror attached to the wall on the first floor of the dorm. Lin Li walked over and took a look.

His face was painted with white foundation, exaggerated blue diamond-shaped eyeshadow was drawn around his eyes, and a huge, exaggerated red smiley face was outlined at the corners of his mouth.

But it wasn't as comical and ridiculous as expected.

Lin Li's makeup didn't look like a circus clown, but rather like the murderous movie version of the Joker, especially when Lin Li deliberately didn't smile and revealed a fierce look.

It was even a bit handsome.

"Perfect." After admiring it for a few minutes, Lin Li gave Chen Yuying a thumbs up.

"As long as you're satisfied."

Chen Yuying nodded, her hands crossed behind her back, her face still showing the joy of being praised.

"Alright, Class Rep, take the breakfast up. If it gets any colder, it really won't taste good. I'm going to the boys' dorm to change clothes too. See you at the field later?" After putting the makeup remover she lent him into his backpack, Lin Li picked it up, put it on, and said.

"Okay."

Chen Yuying nodded, waved goodbye to Lin Li, and turned to go upstairs with the breakfast.

Lin Li headed to the boys' dorm to change clothes and put on a wig.

On the way there, he took a few selfies with his phone.

*So handsome, Lin Li.*

*No wonder the three elements of photography are portrait, portrait, and portrait.*

*When I was a bamboo pole in the past, I didn't have this confidence.*

*I feel like the kind of person who scrolls through Tieba for a long time without seeing myself, but when I turn around, the confession wall is full of my photos.*

*Did Image Charm really only increase by 30% and not 300%?*

Lin Li had to share it.

[Lin Li: Sister Min, are you awake?]

[Wu Min: No money.]

[Lin Li: ?]

[Lin Li: [Picture], who's asking you for money? I'm letting you appreciate your son's peerless beauty.]

[Wu Min: Not bad, quite handsome. Is it your sports meeting?]

Although Wu Min didn't go home often, she would call Lin Li once every weekend, so she naturally knew about things like the sports meeting.

[Lin Li: Yes, Mom. I suddenly feel like I'm quite suited for dyeing my hair green. I want to go dye it during the winter vacation. At worst, I'll just cut it off when school starts.]

Green was still conservative. Lin Li felt he could now pull off colorful black.

[Wu Min: Better not. I heard from an expert that dyeing hair affects height. You haven't reached the age yet.]

[Lin Li: ? Mom, what marketing accounts are you watching again? What crappy expert? What does dyeing hair have to do with height?]

[Lin Li: Mom, if you're going to believe this, when you get old and want to buy health supplements, buy them from me. You're definitely going to buy them anyway, so it's better to keep the wealth within the family. Let's circulate it internally and help boost Xiling's GDP.]

[Wu Min: Your mom is not an idiot. That expert is me. If you dare to dye it, and dare to dye it green, I dare to break your legs.]

Lin Li: "(；☉_☉)?"

*Fuck, this time the expert is telling the truth.*

*Dyeing hair really will affect height, and it's a one-time effect of nearly half a meter.*

Wu Min could indeed be considered an expert.

Because a Ph.D. (bo shi) is actually an expert researching one field, not knowledgeable in everything (bo xue), so a Ph.D. should be called a college degree (da zhuan).

Then reasoning backwards, Wu Min's college degree naturally makes her an expert (zhuan jia).

Since the expert had spoken, Lin Li could only give up on the winter vacation green hair plan.

After all, height was a major weapon for him to attack the boys in the class, it was still useful.

"Knock knock knock." At the dorm door.

"Lin Li, it really is you." The one who opened the door was Bai Bufan, still sleepy-eyed.

"Why so serious?" Lin Li asked with a sinister smile.

Bai Bufan: "Ah? Uh? That, what... I'm fine, thank you. And you?"

Lin Li: "?"

*Uncultured guys are really scary.*

*Talking to this idiot is a bit of a waste of time.*

"The sun is fucking shining on your butt, and you're still sleeping. Move aside, move aside, give me some space to change clothes." Throwing his backpack directly onto Zhou Baowei's stomach, who was still lying in bed, Lin Li sat down to take off his shoes while urging.

Zhou Baowei sat up and raised his middle finger, which could be considered a habit.

*And what does the sun shining on my butt have to do with me? I don't need photosynthesis.*

Bai Bufan on the side stared at Lin Li's face for a long time, feeling a bit sour.

What he wanted to see was a clown, not the Joker.

"Lin Li, looking at you like this really makes me want to hit you. I feel like you're provoking me," Bai Bufan ate a lemon. "Did you know, I'm actually the heir to Batman and Spider-Man. I inherited half of each of their mantles.

"You putting on the same makeup as the Joker in front of me now is undoubtedly a provocation."

"Aren't your parents and uncle all alive and well? What mantle did you inherit?" Lin Li looked up and asked upon hearing this.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"What part did you fucking assume I inherited?"

"Ignorant and stupid! What I inherited is Batman's lack of superpowers, and Spider-Man's lack of money," Bai Bufan explained.

Lin Li: "..."

"How is what you fucking inherited any better than what I assumed?"

Bai Bufan then wailed: "Not having superpowers is one thing, but the pain of having no money, you, a newly rich bro, wouldn't understand.

"Zeyu, you like digital gadgets. I'm planning to change my earphones recently. Do you have any recommendations for brand new thousand-yuan earphones for around ten yuan?"

Qin Zeyu, who was brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth: "(；☉_☉)?"

*Brand new thousand-yuan earphones for around ten yuan?*

*This is no longer a question of understanding digital gadgets or not.*

*Bai Bufan might be speaking human language, but it's unlikely Bai Bufan is speaking human language.*

"You've inherited the mantle, didn't your mentor teach you how to solve problems? You should also inherit the skill of going into the sea!

"Doesn't Spider-Man live by being a welfare girl? When he has no money, he takes pictures of himself in uniform and sells them to the media for everyone to see to support his family." Lin Li pointed out a clear path upon hearing this.

*(Translator's Note: "Going into the sea" (xia hai) is slang for entering the adult entertainment industry. "Welfare girl" (fu li ji) refers to girls who sell suggestive photos/videos).*

*The sea is truly a beautiful thing. You can look at it when you're happy, jump into it when you're sad, go down into it when you have no money, and go up on it when you have money.*

"Don't fucking force a comparison. There's a fundamental difference between Spider-Man and a welfare girl, okay? He doesn't have doujins," Bai Bufan got angry upon hearing this and defended Spider-Man's reputation.

"Reasonable."

Lin Li nodded. His thinking was indeed a bit narrow.

Spider-Man could only be considered a pseudo-welfare girl.

After all, he was the only 2D character without doujins. Even Dong Zhuo and the Fume Shroom had doujins, but Spider-Man didn't. Sigh, how destitute.

At this time, Zhou Baowei, who had just gone to the toilet, poked his head out of the toilet: "Bai Bufan!"

"What's wrong?" Bai Bufan narrowed his eyes warily.

"Is the pee you left in the squat toilet still useful? If it's useless, I'll flush it for you. If it's useful, I'll help you put it in a mouthwash cup," Zhou Baowei said with an innocent voice.

Everyone else in the dorm laughed.

Bai Bufan: "?"

"Fuck, I just forgot to flush, you can just flush it for me!" Bai Bufan roared.

"I still have to ask, this is your personal item after all," Zhou Baowei was very polite, and only retracted his head after speaking.

"So respectful."

Lin Li was moved by the bond in this dorm.

This is respect.

This is recognition.

"That guy held a grudge. Last time he pooped and didn't flush, I asked him if he was using the squat toilet as a rice cooker to keep his midnight snack warm. Now he caught an opportunity."

Bai Bufan sighed.

Lin Li had also changed into his clown suit. The rented clothes were one-size-fits-all, so it was naturally impossible to fit perfectly; it was a bit big.

But fortunately, it was the character of a clown, so it could be explained either way.

If it's big and loose, it's a disheveled clown; if it's small and tight, it's a social spirit clown.

He accompanied Bai Bufan and the others to the cafeteria for breakfast. After eating, the classic "Athletes' March" of the sports meeting was already playing everywhere on the Nansang campus.

The teachers and students of the whole school began to head to the field.

When they found the class's location, another clown was already standing in the line.

Clashing outfits isn't scary; whoever is uglier is embarrassed.

Anyway, Lin Li wasn't embarrassed.

Wang Yuezhi wasn't embarrassed either.

Looking Lin Li up and down for a while, Wang Yuezhi shook his head with regret and pity:

"Lin Li, you will never be able to understand the soul of a clown, and you will never be able to become a clown."

Now he didn't have to worry about Lin Li not learning from him and running off to be alone with Chen Yuying, so Wang Yuezhi didn't need to indulge Lin Li as much as he did the past two days.

Speak directly!

"Especially this makeup of yours, it has absolutely no sense of humor."

Lin Li hesitated to speak.

*Forget it.*

Lin Li was afraid that if he said this makeup was done by Chen Yuying, it would give Wang Yuezhi's friend another piece of clown material.

At this time, girls from another class walked past Class 4 of Senior One.

They hadn't walked a few meters.

A faint voice came from the direction they left.

"Wow, did you see that clown just now? So handsome. The clown next to him is such a clown."

"..."

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Li turned his head and scratched the back of his head. *This praise makes me embarrassed, hehe.*

Hearing this, Wang Yuezhi turned his head and scratched the back of his head. *This praise makes me embarrassed, hehe.*

*(End of Chapter)*