Chapter 47: You really think you're Li Shiya, don't you?

"Lao Mo, I want to eat fish."

At the school's back gate, a Sichuan girl in a floral dress, her face as lovely as peach blossoms, spoke softly behind him.

If one hadn't heard him speak, who would believe this was a man?

Lin Mo even had the fleeting thought of poisoning her mute and then selling her to Chengdu; he would surely make a fortune.

"Get lost. Stop acting like Qiang Gao. I told you to speak just now, and you played dumb. Now you want to say nothing?"

Lin Mo rolled his eyes at the Sichuan girl, feeling a surge of irritation. It was precisely because he hadn't spoken that he had been left utterly defenseless when facing the dormitory supervisor.

He couldn't exactly strip in front of her, could he? Setting aside whether he could even pull it off, even if he did, the supervisor wouldn't just stand by; she'd call the police, and then things would get serious.

Fortunately, the law stated that forcing a man wasn't a crime. Otherwise, with just her testimony, he could be sent to prison for two or three years even without a shred of evidence. The mere thought was terrifying.

"Nonsense! Even if you beat me to death, I couldn't have opened my mouth then. Wouldn't that have been pure social death?" the girl replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but sneer, "Afraid of social death? Then how dare you come out wearing this?"

"You don't understand, do you? Now that you're by my side, as long as I don't speak, who can tell? It's called 'hiding in plain sight.' Do you understand the value of this look? Besides, do you think I *want* to come out like this? You have no idea how much trouble it is to remove makeup and reapply it. I have to livestream tonight!"

Although Comrade Li Chuan used the online pseudonym Li Shiya and possessed a beauty that crushed most women online, he still possessed a male mindset.

Makeup was for work, but one shouldn't do it just for the sake of doing it. It was too much trouble; removing it only to reapply it was a waste of time and effort.

This way was much better. With someone by his side, as long as he didn't need to use the restroom, everything was convenient.

"You're livestreaming tonight?" Lin Mo asked in shock.

"Of course. Since you and Director Wang already know, I'm not going to pretend anymore. I'll livestream when I need to and make money when I need to. Besides, I noticed that ever since you came back, I ended the stream at lightning speed, and my follower count has been skyrocketing. I have to strike while the iron is hot!"

The irritation on the girl's face had vanished, replaced by the sheer joy of a sudden surge in followers.

Just being caught during a livestream had brought in more traffic than all his hard work combined.

One had to realize that he had built this account bit by bit. Unlike Zhang Wei's "water account" that had 100,000 Dou+ spent on it, this sudden growth represented real, living traffic. He had to seize it.

Lin Mo could only shake his head helplessly. He felt that ever since he and Director Wang had discovered his secret, the Sichuan girl had begun to let himself go, gradually becoming a bit of a deviant.

"Hey, is that hair real? Does it grow that fast?" Lin Mo asked, having wanted to ask this for a while, as he looked her up and down.

After all, Li Chuan's hair had been relatively long before. They had been out on internships for a few months and had a summer break in between, so the timing seemed plausible.

"It doesn't grow that fast. It's a high-priced wig I bought. I need to let my own hair grow out more. This place—their fish is decent. Hurry up, I'm not saying another word once we're inside." As she spoke, the girl pointed toward a Sichuan restaurant.

It was one of the few open shops near the school's back gate. The taste was merely average, but there wasn't much choice right now.

Most restaurants near the school opened according to the school calendar; there would be more options once the holidays were further along.

Lin Mo didn't argue. He was hungry too. He hadn't eaten breakfast, and after the "battle" with the girl upon their return, he felt like he could devour a whole fish along with three bowls of rice.

The restaurant wasn't crowded. Even though it was mealtime, there were only two other tables of customers.

"Hello, what would you like to order? We've just launched a couple's set menu. It's economical and great for two. Would you like to try it?"

As soon as they entered, a staff member approached them.

Seeing their appearance—a perfect young couple—the staff member naturally recommended the new set.

Lin Mo, following Liu Ruyan's lead, was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons undone. Combined with his recent facial changes, he was a striking presence in any crowd.

Li Chuan was even more exaggerated. Standing just over 1.7 meters, he might be considered short for a man, but among women, he was exceptionally leggy. Paired with the floral dress and white sneakers, he looked like a "white moonlight" character stepped into reality.

Standing together, one couldn't help but comment on how well-matched they were.

But hearing the suggestion, Lin Mo snapped.

"A la carte. Definitely a la carte. If people think I can't afford to eat, they'll get the wrong idea. Give us another portion—one for each of us!"

The waiter: *Is this guy crazy? He's turning down savings just to spend more. What a waste of that handsome face.*

The pair, who clearly looked like a "young couple," ordered several signature dishes. During the meal, they didn't say a single word to each other. The boy, in particular, glared at the girl as if they were mortal enemies.

Lin Mo ate voraciously. He was truly starving; not only did he polish off three bowls of rice, but he also downed a bottle of soda.

In contrast, the girl ate quite elegantly, constantly checking her lip gloss, though she didn't skip a single bite of food.

Once finished, Lin Mo patted his stomach in satisfaction. The girl took out a tissue and elegantly wiped her mouth, never forgetting her identity as Li Shiya.

"Show-off."

Lin Mo rolled his eyes at her and stood up to leave.

"Sir, that will be 165!" the cashier said to him, not even glancing at the girl behind him.

After all, when a couple goes out to eat, how many girls are expected to pay?

Lin Mo felt the disparity of the world for a moment. Prejudice in the human heart was truly a mountain!

But following the principle of avoiding unnecessary trouble, he paid promptly. In their dormitory, they always split the bill anyway.

As they left the restaurant, the girl's eyes darted around, her expression full of triumph.

Who said cross-dressing was weird? This was too good.

As they walked toward the school, they passed a candied hawthorn stall near the gate.

The girl jogged up to the stall, pointed at the hawthorns, and said nothing, simply staring at him.

Lin Mo's eyes widened. "Dammit, again?"

"I don't care. If you want it, buy it yourself," Lin Mo said, turning to walk away.

But before he could take two steps, the old man at the stall spoke up

"Young man, don't be so unromantic. Hurry up and buy one for your sweetheart to cheer her up. What a lovely girl!"

Lin Mo turned back again, only to see the girl squatting by the stall with her head in her hands.

Lin Mo: "..."

"Fine! You win!"

Seeing the old man's scrutinizing gaze and the sparse pedestrians passing by, Lin Mo paid the money and then grabbed the girl, sprinting all the way back to the dormitory.

"Speak!"

"Are you messing with me? Answer me!"

Lin Mo locked the door and grabbed the girl by the collar, shouting, terrified the supervisor would reappear.

"You want me to speak outside? How am I supposed to face my ancestors if I speak down there?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo threw his hands up. "Don't give me that crap! Do you really think you're Li Shiya? You think if you say one word, you'll meet your ancestors? Our whole dorm is revolting—pfft—everyone in our dorm knows that if you speak, you'll meet your ancestors! Even if you welded that makeup to your face, no one would admit you're a woman! And now you're using that excuse on me? I'm 'unromantic' so I have to 'coax my sweetheart'? You're wearing that dress to the end. Don't you dare take it off!"

The girl: "..."

(End of Chapter)