thedancenovel Chapter 200 : How About You Tease Me Instead
Chapter 200 : How About You Tease Me Instead
Chapter 200: How About You Tease Me Instead
Crude words, but the logic wasn’t wrong — that was exactly what Lin Mo thought.
Everyone was an independent individual. So what if Sichuan Girl liked to cross-dress? He was just watching for fun; it wasn’t like he was being made to wear women’s clothes.
Besides, she made a living through her own abilities. What was there to criticize? Support — he had to support that.
As long as one didn’t betray their country or harm him personally, he could stand by their side.
A person’s values changed with time. When he was young, he believed one should side with reason over emotion — stand with what’s right, not who’s close. But now, he had become the kind who stood with those he cared about rather than what was reasonable.
He made friends so that, when he was in trouble, they would stand by him — not join others to criticize him. If a friend wanted to argue reason or law with him, well, he could go to the police or a judge for that. What use was a friend then?
It was the same with Sichuan Girl. Cross-dressing for self-media was just her job — why should anyone look at her with prejudice?
So when he learned of Li Shiya’s true identity, he had been surprised for a moment, but ultimately chose to support her. Considering her wishes, he and Wang Chu even helped her keep it a secret.
This time, it had been an accident that the Class Monitor and He Xiaoyue found out.
But at the Haidilao dinner table, Lin Mo explained Sichuan Girl’s concerns on her behalf. Fortunately, the two girls weren’t gossipmongers; they promised to keep it secret. After all, since they were being treated to a meal, it could be considered hush money.
The two girls understood the situation clearly. Obviously, Sichuan Girl didn’t want to expose her real identity — once revealed, it would definitely bring trouble. Their own reactions said it all; no one wanted to be viewed differently by others.
That afternoon, at four o’clock, the group gathered again at Sichuan Girl’s home to watch her put on makeup and prepare for a livestream.
Yes — today, Sichuan Girl planned to connect with some guests and have Lin Mo demonstrate his sketching skills on stream to see if they could expand their reach and help more people.
Lin Mo naturally agreed — they had already discussed it a few days ago.
Upon hearing about the plan, the Class Monitor and He Xiaoyue both offered their help — if there was anything they could do, they said, just ask.
It was, after all, a good deed. And more importantly, they were both curious to see firsthand how Sichuan Girl transformed from Li Chuan into Li Shiya.
Of course, they were also interested in livestreaming. They had watched many on their phones, but it was their first time experiencing one in person — like a bride’s first ride in a wedding sedan.
“Eh? What’s this for?”
“For applying mascara!”
“And this?”
“To shrink pores!”
“What’s this then?” The Class Monitor, Wang Jing, held up a round silicone object.
Hearing that, Sichuan Girl snatched it from her and shoved it into a drawer. “Ahem, not using that today. I’m just connecting a few people — simple makeup will do.”
At this moment, the real girl, the Class Monitor, was acting like a rookie recruit — she didn’t even recognize half the cosmetics on the table, let alone the tools. Wang Jing felt like she had discovered a whole new world.
She even insisted that Sichuan Girl put some makeup on her too, to see if she could look prettier — after all, no girl would refuse a chance to enhance her beauty.
As for learning it herself? Just the sight of all those bottles and jars already gave her a headache.
“Wait — you girls are asking him about makeup?” Lin Mo, watching this scene, was incredulous.
He Xiaoyue rolled her eyes. “You think every girl knows how to do makeup? Sichuan Girl’s just naturally gifted. I can’t even name half these things!”
As they spoke, Sichuan Girl put on a wig, tidied up, and said, “Old Mo, get ready. We’re going live soon. Just sit in the chair next to me — don’t worry, your face won’t be shown.”
Lin Mo made an OK gesture and sat down. Pens and paper were already on the table — everything was ready.
The other three immediately backed off to the doorway, afraid they’d accidentally be caught on camera and later get doxxed by netizens.
Soon, Sichuan Girl started the livestream. It was Lin Mo’s first time sitting this close to watch, and he felt a little excited.
Soon, Li Shiya’s image appeared on the screen, and the viewer count began to rise rapidly.
【The man’s gone live!】
【Bro, you smell so good!】
【Shiya, my Shiya! Who’s teasing you today?】
【My mute bride!】
【Someone, grant me the most painful period ever!】
Sichuan Girl’s popularity was still sky-high — a crowd flooded in as soon as she went live, the comments flying nonstop, though the content was somewhat indecent.
Luckily, she was long used to it. Otherwise, she would’ve been crushed by the barrage.
“Hello, everyone, I’m Li Shiya. The school sports meet was today, so I was out. Now that it’s afternoon, I’m back streaming. The holidays are coming soon, so my schedule will be irregular. You all know — my family doesn’t know I do this outside.”
Sichuan Girl handled the rhythm effortlessly, interacting with her fans before moving on to today’s main event.
“Today, we’ll try something new. I have a friend who can sketch — and just by looking once, he can draw how someone looked as a child or how they’ll look when grown up. He’s right here beside me. I’ll be inviting a few fans to join via mic, and he’ll sketch them live as a little fan benefit.
“As for the authenticity — friends in the chat from the past two days already know. Even Shuangru’s portrait was drawn by him.
“Just one rule — you must show your face, and the sketch will be shown as part of the stream. Alright, anyone who wants to join, sign up now!”
She didn’t directly say that it could help families find lost children — that would seem too deliberate and backfire. It was better to guide things naturally afterward.
Soon, a male viewer joined. After some small talk, it was clear he was a bit shy and rather plain-looking.
With his consent, Sichuan Girl adjusted the camera to show Lin Mo’s hands on the table.
To the astonishment of everyone watching, in just two minutes, Lin Mo’s inhumanly fast hands completed a childhood portrait of the man — lifelike and exact.
【Damn, bro’s drawing is insane!】
【Wait a sec — that speed’s not right. Is livestream playback in fast-forward now?】
【Those hands, my husband, I’m yours!】
【With hands like that, I’ll happily lose to a man!】
【Shiya, let my hubby show his face!】
【Happy Fingers of the Rich Lady! Any rich ladies tipping tonight?】
Sichuan Girl’s fanbase wasn’t big on female followers, but Lin Mo’s hands drew them in droves. The stream’s popularity soared — over thirty thousand viewers in no time.
When the male guest confirmed the portrait looked exactly like him and even showed his childhood photo, the chat exploded. Requests to join the stream poured in.
Lin Mo went on to draw three more fans in a row — each portrait earning high praise. His unbelievable speed left everyone speechless, and the stream’s popularity skyrocketed in less than an hour.
Over a hundred thousand viewers were now online — even Sichuan Girl couldn’t believe it. That kind of number was usually reserved for top-tier streamers. Even at her peak, she had never reached it.
A large number of female viewers flooded in, drawn by the rumor of the “Happy Fingers of the Rich Lady.” And indeed, many generous “rich ladies” began tipping.
“Thanks to Sister Blossoms for the airship!”
“Thanks to Auntie from Shanghai for the yacht!”
“Thanks to Sister Slightly Wealthy for the jet!”
Sichuan Girl was flustered, barely managing to thank the senders of large gifts, unable to keep up with the smaller ones.
“Let him show his face? Sorry, my friend has social anxiety — no face reveals.”
“Thanks to Sister Blossoms for ten jets! Sis, please, stop! He really can’t show his face — it’s not appropriate. We’re just seniors in college, haven’t even graduated yet!”
“Thanks to Auntie from Shanghai for ten airships — wait, why do you all sound more excited when I say he hasn’t graduated yet? No, no, that’s not happening! Steel scrubber? Even worse! We’re serious people, seriously serious.”
“What? You like serious ones? I—”
At that point, Sichuan Girl realized things had gotten out of control. She looked at Lin Mo beside her, completely baffled — how could a pair of hands cause such a stir? Was it really just because they moved fast?
Looking at the flood of “rich lady” avatars requesting to join the call, she lost all courage to accept.
Sichuan Girl sighed, “How about you tease me instead? Please!”
The chat: “…”