Was This a Distortion of Human Nature or a Collapse of Morality?

She reminded him, "Remember, when you ask in a moment, don't let Wan Yunchao take part."

The chubby Wan Yunchao felt deeply offended.

Tang Wulin said urgently, "Teacher, I'll play the female classmate. There's no need to trouble anyone else."

Lin Ximeng: "..."

She really wanted to thank him. A moment ago, Tang Wulin had been adamantly against it. Why had he suddenly changed his mind?

Lin Ximeng had no idea what his brain was made of.

She really wanted to crack his head open and take a look.

Was it all filled with seawater?

She asked, not particularly curious, "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely, positively, and definitely!" Tang Wulin declared, his face flushed with excitement.

Lin Ximeng thought, Could he have agreed just because he gets to act with Li Luo?

Forget it, forget it. No point dwelling on it.

She hurriedly led Tang Wulin to a shop by the academy gates.

It specialized in little girls' clothes.

Lin Ximeng briskly picked out several dresses.

Then she let Tang Wulin choose.

Tang Wulin tried them on in front of a Soul Guidance Crystal mirror.

He looked at himself in the mirror, first wearing an apricot-yellow dress, then a pale blue one.

Finally, there was a red dress.

Tang Wulin forced a smile, trying to imitate a young girl's smile. "Will Brother Luo like it?"

At the filming location, Li Luo suddenly sneezed for no reason.

"Achoo!"

Li Luo muttered to himself, "Could someone be thinking about me?"

In front of the Soul Guidance Crystal fitting mirror, Tang Wulin said softly, "Teacher Lin, I think a pink dress would suit me best."

"I'd look more like a girl in it."

The pink sundress was Tang Wulin's own choice.

He remembered that Li Luo preferred pale pink.

Tang Wulin thought to himself, I should wear the color Brother Luo likes best.

"Good!" Lin Ximeng replied curtly.

"Then the pink dress it is. Sales assistant, wrap it up for me."

"No need."

Lin Ximeng quickly realized that they'd be using it in a moment. What was the point of wrapping it?

She paid for it.

Then she took Tang Wulin straight to the filming location.

On the way,

she studied Tang Wulin. She had to admit, he was acting the part quite convincingly. He was almost starting to look unlike a boy.

Especially in the pink sundress.

It suited him perfectly.

"Still, it feels like I've overlooked something," Lin Ximeng said as she walked, pondering.

When they were almost at the filming location,

she slapped her thigh.

She'd remembered.

She hadn't put makeup on Tang Wulin.

Lin Ximeng quickly took out the simple makeup kit she carried with her and applied makeup to Tang Wulin.

Throughout the process, Tang Wulin's face was red.

He was obviously embarrassed.

"Perfect." Lin Ximeng stared at the Tang Wulin she'd made up, hardly able to believe it.

"He really looks just like a girl."

Lin Ximeng teased him, "Tang Wulin, perhaps I should call you Tang Wulin-with-the-other-lin now."

"Teacher, what's the difference?" Tang Wulin asked, puzzled.

Lin Ximeng smiled. "One 'lin' is the one in 'qilin,' and the other is the one in 'sweet rain.'"

She winked. "Look at you in that dress and makeup. Don't you look like a fresh-faced little girl?"

Tang Wulin's ears turned even redder.

He lowered his head and pinched the hem of his dress.

He said nothing.

"Come on, the filming area is just ahead." Lin Ximeng stopped teasing him.

Tang Wulin felt a little nervous.

He was nervous that Li Luo wouldn't like him looking like this.

He was also nervous that Li Luo would like him looking like this.

What a painful dilemma.

Lin Ximeng noticed something was off. "Tang Wulin, what's wrong?"

"Teacher, I'm fine." Tang Wulin's voice trembled a little.

He was anxious now that he was nearing home.

For Tang Wulin, getting close to Li Luo was what made him anxious.

At last, the two of them arrived.

Li Luo was deep in conversation with Principal Gao.

With the knowledge he'd accumulated in his previous life on Blue Star, he knew everything from astronomy and geography to the myriad stars, and even the Douluo Decalogy.

He had Principal Gao hanging on his every word.

He turned his head.

He saw Lin Ximeng with a girl in a pale pink dress.

She looked a little familiar.

But he didn't know her.

"Principal, I've brought them," Lin Ximeng said.

She didn't dare say, "Principal, I've brought the female classmate." Tang Wulin wasn't a female classmate; he was only playing one.

Principal Gao clearly didn't care about such minor details and gave a slight nod.

Tang Wulin's palms were slick with sweat.

Because Li Luo had come over to him.

Tang Wulin nervously lowered his head.

Li Luo reassured him, "Classmate, don't be nervous. Just do as I tell you."

Then Li Luo explained how the filming would work.

After he finished explaining, Li Luo asked, "Got it? Do you need me to go over it again?"

Tang Wulin finally raised his head. "Brother Luo, I got it."

The moment Li Luo heard that voice,

he froze. His eyes went wide as he looked Tang Wulin up and down: the hem of the dress, the lace, and the smooth, long, straight white stockings.

Li Luo couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes.

It was like seeing a ghost.

The mighty, imposing Golden Dragon King had dressed as a girl!

Was this a distortion of human nature or a collapse of morality?

Li Luo fell into deep doubt.

Tang Wulin asked anxiously, "Brother Luo, Brother Luo, what's wrong? Don't you like me looking like this?"

"No, that's not it." Li Luo steadied himself and spoke.

Soon, he realized what he'd just said. Didn't that make it sound like he liked it?

Li Luo hurriedly corrected himself. "I don't like it."

"That's not it either." Li Luo was flustered. "It's not that I like it, and it's not that I don't like it."

"Wulin, just be yourself."

Tang Wulin was confused. What did Brother Luo mean? Did he like it or not?

This was killing him.

So the stories had been lying to him.

It wasn't that a woman's heart was as unfathomable as the ocean. A man's heart was.

Tang Wulin was heartbroken.

That helped him play the green-tea girl Li Luo had designed to perfection in the performance that followed.

The scene began.

The back hill.

Yellow autumn leaves drifted down.

A figure like an immortal leaned against a crooked tree. Li Luo looked carefree and composed.

Tang Wulin wore a pale pink dress.

He stood with his back to Li Luo.

"Brother Li Luo, Blue Silver Grass is the weakest Martial Soul on the continent. It has to be paired with a powerful Battle Soul Master to bring out its full strength."

"Although... I really don't want to say this, you just can't keep up with me anymore."

"Your Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul is trash."

"Six years ago, your Soul Power was level twenty-nine."

"You were only six years old then."

"And you were already level twenty-nine."

"I was so happy back then."

"Happy that I'd found a powerful Battle Soul Master for my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

"But..."

"Six years later, your Soul Power is still level twenty-nine!"

"There's no future for us."

Li Luo smiled and came to stand in front of Tang Wulin. His expression remained calm and composed. "Did you think I'd say, 'Then let's each go our separate ways and wish each other well'?"

"What else?" Tang Green Tea retorted.

"Wish your ass well!"

Li the Immortal erupted in an instant. "Smack!"

With one slap, he sent Tang Green Tea flying out of range of the Soul Guidance Camera.

Tang Wulin covered his mouth and looked pitifully at Li Luo, who was still filming beneath the Soul Guidance Camera.

Weren't they supposed to fake it?

Brother Luo had hit him way too hard!

Was this a collapse of morality or a distortion of Brother Luo?

Tang Wulin let out a wail!