"The Fourth Kind of Love".
However, when the big screen really lit up, all the comments that were still arguing and quarreling disappeared at the same time.
When Tang Yue watches movies, she likes to stand on the sofa in a very unruly manner.
But now it is no longer possible. Tang Yue found that she couldn't do that at all because the cameras around her were watching her every move.
Tang Yue even worried that if her actions were a little exaggerated, they would be filmed by some bad media and then turned into a new emoticon package.
So she had no choice but to follow Lin Xuaner's example, staring at the screen seriously and then clearing her mind.
Su Yin wasn't actually in much better shape either. Like most people, she reached out to the armrest next to her seat almost out of habit.
But when Su Yin put her hand on it, she suddenly realized that this was neither her home nor a movie theater, and she couldn't eat popcorn.
She had no choice but to sit up straight and see the picture appear on the screen.
The little girl looked particularly pretty, wearing a floral dress and knee-high white socks. The only flaw was her hairstyle. I don't know what her parents were thinking, but they gave her a boy's hairstyle.
She picked up the lipstick, as if to apply it on her pale lips.
But before she could apply it, the door was pushed open.
The person standing at the door should be her mother, but this knowledgeable lady was stunned in surprise.
Her next action confused everyone who was watching the movie. No one expected that she would run directly to the girl and try to take off her clothes like crazy.
"What are you doing!" The mother snatched the lipstick away and slapped the girl in the face.
The girl touched her burning cheek, tears slowly dripping from her right eye. "I think this looks good. I, I want to give it a try."
When his voice came out, Su Yin actually felt goosebumps all over her body.
This is a boy.
Wang Xingrui, who was originally a little sleepy, suddenly had her eyes light up. This beginning was so interesting that it made her excited.
Ling Hu glanced at Luo Chen secretly at this time and found that Luo Chen was still staring at the screen seriously with no expression.
He immediately withdrew his gaze and immersed himself in the plot.
The boy was forcibly dragged into the bathroom by his mother, stripped off his clothes, took a shower and then slowly walked out.
I have to say, this is a really handsome boy. If you don't look closely, it's even difficult to tell his gender.
"My name is Gu Jing, and I'm 15 years old."
It was still the same mirror, and the boy standing in front of it was still the same boy, but he had grown up.
She still had that androgynous beauty. When Luo Chen saw this, he subconsciously bit his lips.
He knew very well that it was never a good thing for a boy to be too handsome at this age.
"Gu Jing!" came the mother's voice from the door. She looked older. "Hurry up and go to school. Boys, don't look in the mirror!"
After Gu Jing put on his schoolbag, his mother hurried over and handed him a basketball: "Take this."
"I, I don't play basketball..." Gu Jing looked at his mother with some confusion.
However, her mother said seriously, "How can a boy not play basketball? Just bring it if I tell you to. Today is your first day of high school. You have to make a good impression on everyone!"
Gu Jing had already left, but his mother still stood at the door and loudly instructed:
"Be more masculine and stop being so coy!"
Gu Jing put on his headphones almost immediately and ran into the elevator with a red face.
The song that Gu Jing was listening to was also familiar to many people at the scene, and Lin Xuaner almost immediately started humming it softly.
Luo Chen touched his nose and didn't expect it was the song he had sung, "Rose Boy".
When he arrived at the school gate, Gu Jing held the basketball in his hand nervously.
However, after he noticed that almost no one around him cared about him, Gu Jing seemed to be relieved. He rushed into the school with the basketball in his arms.
On the first day of school, the first thing to do is to introduce yourself.
When it was Gu Jing's turn to go on stage, he clearly felt the commotion among his classmates.
Whether they were boys or girls, they all looked up at Gu Jing and whispered to each other:
"He's so pretty, is he a boy or a girl?"
"Haha, nowadays you women have been corrupted by the aesthetics of the entertainment industry. This kind of pretty boy effeminate guy is disgusting!"
"I think some people are just jealous. They think good-looking people are effeminate. Then a man like you is too ugly."
Gu Jing took a deep breath. The voices of these people seemed to be amplified by him and surrounded his ears.
His hands were shaking.
He remembered something that happened when he was in elementary school.
In a cultural performance in class, the boys and girls played opposite roles, with the girls wearing boys' clothes and the boys wearing skirts.
Gu Jing shone brightly in that performance, and almost everyone was conquered by the way he looked in a skirt. It was a kind of beauty that completely transcended gender.
That was the only time Gu Jing was praised for wearing women's clothing. Back in elementary school, he was so naive that he actually thought everyone thought the same.
After the performance, he went home from school still wearing the skirt.
A group of people at the door saw him and blocked him there: "Hey, are you a man or a woman?"
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