What is your choice? ?

You have selected [D. Ask him why he used liquid blush instead of lipstick]

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Lily's way of makeup is so hard that you can't help but associate her with Sister Li, so you ask her why she uses liquid blush as lipstick without thinking.

You saw him stunned, with a hint of confusion on his face, as if he didn't understand what you meant by asking him this sentence.But after a while, the doubts on Lily's face disappeared, replaced by a casual mockery.

"This way of easing the relationship is too low-level." He glanced at you contemptuously, and then cleaned up the bottles and jars on the table, "I don't mean to be friends with you, your innocent and innocent face , I feel disgusted when I see it."

You paused as you brushed your hair, and it took a while for Lily to realize that Lily took your initiative as a sign of weakness, mistakenly thinking that you were willing to let go of the past with him.You are disgusted by Lily's self-satisfied appearance, but you also know that no matter what you say, you can't reduce his prejudice against you, so you didn't explain aloud, and let the other party mock you in a strange way.You ran down your hair, calmly observed Lily's arrogant posture in the mirror, and silently denied your initial thoughts.

How could Sister Li and Lily be the same person?One of them is a middle-aged woman who has changed her gender, and the other is a sissy young man; one is a noble person who helped you, and the other is a villain who made things difficult for you.You decide to dismiss this inexplicable association as a sequelae of the dream and to stop thinking about it.

After that, you and Lily went about your business as usual without any communication with each other.After confirming that you posted your daily photos online, Lily turned her head and left the apartment without even looking at you.

Next Friday is the second audition, and you know that if you want to improve in such a short period of time, you have to practice a lot.So after discussing with Teacher Yu yesterday, you decided to go to the club every day for the next few days to receive acting instruction.

You arrive at the club's dressing room on time, only to find the room completely dark.

Teacher Yu hasn't come yet?

You blinked in confusion, tentatively stretched your fingers to the side wall, and fumbled for a long time before touching the light switch.

You press the switch with your finger and gently lift it up, the light flickers twice before slowly turning on.You sighed softly and turned your head, only to see a man with disheveled hair, neither male nor female, standing at the other end of the dressing room for an unknown how long.

Your heart shrank severely from those gloomy eyes hidden behind your hair, and it took a long time to let out the breath stagnant in your chest.You were so frightened by this sudden appearance that you couldn't recognize those familiar eyes for a moment.It wasn't until the man turned around and walked towards the inner room without saying a word that you suddenly realized where the faint sense of familiarity came from.

But the moment the thought crossed your mind, you immediately denied it.

--This is impossible.You said word by word in your heart, your jaw tensed and you tapped your teeth unconsciously, making a crisp clicking sound.

But the luck in your heart was shattered the moment you saw Mr. Yu coming out of the room—the strange man with disheveled hair in the dark just now was Mr. Yu, but at that time his hair was messy, his clothes were disheveled, and there was no light in his bloodshot eyes , which is quite different from his usual delicate makeup and flamboyant appearance.

You see Teacher Yu’s expressionless face, as if nothing had happened, stroking your freshly combed hair, your face is just powdered, so white that it reminds you of uncolored paper figurines in funeral parlors.He put some lip balm on his mouth, it was that gaudy bright red, not only did it not make his complexion any better, but instead made his face paler, so a suffocating sense of oppression came out from under his thick foundation come out.

Teacher Yu is walking towards you with graceful steps. He is wearing a black turtleneck sweater and tight leather pants. He looks neat and orderly, sexy and seductive. If it is not for the perfunctory makeup on his face, You just happened to witness his messy appearance just now, you would never expect him to have such an embarrassing side in private.

You saw a faint smile on his face, and the upward curve of his lips was the same as usual, but you felt uncomfortable for no reason.You know that as Teacher Yu's student, you should probably politely ask what happened next, but you seem to be choked, unable to utter a single syllable.

You subconsciously don't want to touch on this topic, wishing that Mr. Yu will always be that radiant appearance, and the haze and death in his eyes have never appeared.

So you chose to be silent, as if nothing had happened, as if Teacher Yu would always be a passionate and charming flair, who didn't understand sadness and depression, and lived heartlessly but incomparably free and easy.

Teacher Yu also tacitly did not mention his gaffe just now, and exchanged the script with you calmly.

In the exchange of ideas, the impact of the scene on you gradually loses its strength and becomes dull.Except for the sloppy makeup on your face, Mr. Yu frowned and criticized you for being too superficial in understanding the plot. Your appearance is the same as usual, and there is nothing unusual in your tone and expression.Your original hanging heart slowly fell, and you began to spurn your own fuss.

Everyone always has times when they are not going well, Teacher Yu is also a human being, so there will naturally be troughs.You suddenly realized it, so you made a conclusion on it, and completely left the disturbing picture in the most remote corner of your brain.

As usual, Mr. Yu will let you perform the women's clothing scene on the spot after analyzing the character's psychology in detail with you.You thought you would feel jerky about this scene. After all, since you decided to act in the masturbation scene, you have shifted all your attention to that scene, and naturally ignored the original female costume scene.

But when you put down the script, close your eyes and try to put yourself into the role, you are surprised to find that it is easier than ever to assume the role.

You know it's not acting, it's acting, because when you act, you separate yourself from the character very clearly.But this kind of situation makes you even more confused. After all, entering a play depends on state and luck, but acting depends on real experience.

But where did you get your acting experience, how could you improve so quickly in just one day?

You already know a little bit about acting, you know that your state is extraordinary, and this kind of understanding and experience like a secret drug seems to be possessed after you woke up in the middle of the night today... After you woke up from the dream that seemed to be a memory After waking up.

Your brain seems to be filled with paste, and your limbs seem to be embedded with memory chips.Swinging faithfully, the range of muscle movement on the face is more precise than any previous performance.You muddled through the play to the end, and when you finally stopped acting, you found that Teacher Yu didn't comment immediately as usual.

You stared at Teacher Yu's quiet eyes, your heartbeat started to speed up, and for a while, you felt guilty and guilty of cheating and being glanced at by the inspector.

After a while, when you finally couldn't bear the silence and planned to break the deadlock, Teacher Yu spoke.

"The acting is better than before." His tone was dry, without any emotion.

You nodded like a chick pecking rice, nervously waiting for his next comment, but Teacher Yu changed the subject and spit out a sentence that had nothing to do with acting.

"Where are your earrings?"

You were slightly taken aback, feeling puzzled in your heart, but still truthfully told him about your ear piercing inflammation.

While you were talking, Teacher Yu just listened quietly with no expression on his face.You stared at Mr. Yu's face without blinking. The white powder on his face and blood-red lips caught your attention again. You just felt that everything in front of you seemed to be rewinded back to the time when he was standing there with disheveled hair. The scene on the other side of the dressing room was so unreal, it was unbelievable and horrifying at the same time.

You didn't tell Teacher Yu that this happened while you were trying to perform masturbation, you just scribbled that when you tried to perform, your ear pierced suddenly bled.After you explained the whole story, Teacher Yu still didn't speak.You saw his lips move slightly, not like talking, but like an involuntary reaction when he was too emotional.

At this time, he turned his head abruptly, and his eyes were firmly fixed on yours.

"Tell me," Teacher Yu's eyes were full of red threads, and they overlapped with the disheveled hair for a moment, "Have you maintained your purity?"

At this point, you decide—

【A. Silence】

【B. Tell him you are still pure】

【C. Apologize for failing to meet his expectations of you】

【D. Tell him that everything you do is for acting】