Without Zhou Mi's unexpected visit to interfere, Li Lechen was alone at home, with a desk lamp on, finally able to concentrate on studying the treasure.
That's right. Apart from the body-fragrant pills I've already swallowed, whose scent I don't even know what they smell like, both these cheap glasses and that bottle of top-of-the-line luxury diamond repair essence are truly good stuff.
Under the light of the eye-protection lamp, Li Lechen carefully examined his right index finger once more, and indeed, there wasn't a single scar left. The reason for this change was simply because he had applied the diamond essence.
The people from the future were right!
I really want to try it again, but I can't find any scars on my body, unless...
Li Lechen stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself closely. The 18-year-old face in the mirror was unmistakably full of the marks of youth.
He started getting acne all over his face when he was fifteen or sixteen, and it's almost completely gone now, but the acne scars are still there, his skin isn't very smooth, and his pores are a bit large. Of course, Li Lechen disdains being that kind of meticulous, delicate guy, and he finds it disgusting that a grown man would constantly apply face masks and do skincare. The facial cleanser he bought during his acne-fighting period is still half-empty after two years.
Disdaining refinement does not mean rejecting having a stunningly beautiful face.
Just as fair skin can cover up a hundred flaws, regardless of gender, if the skin on the face is smooth and delicate, unless there are missing features like a nose or eyes, the appearance can definitely be elevated by several levels.
Since she was home alone anyway, Li Lechen decided to experiment on her own face instead of being arrogant.
I dipped a little diamond essence directly into my finger, recalling the way my mother used to do it, and then applied the essence to my palm, rubbed it slightly, and then applied it to five points on my cheeks, forehead, nose tip, and chin.
Fortunately, the essence has little color, so you can't see it when you apply it. If it were the white stuff that women use, I definitely wouldn't be able to accept it.
After applying it, start spreading it evenly.
Because her entire face was covered in irregular acne scars, coupled with large pores, Li Lechen decided against using it on only certain areas. Besides, this product was very effective, and if she only used it on a part of her skin, she was afraid she would wake up with an uneven, two-toned face.
Just like when I applied it to my fingers, the essence has a light and clear texture that is easy to spread and absorb. I only feel a slight cooling sensation when I first apply it, and it is quickly absorbed without any oily or sticky feeling.
I hope for a miracle tomorrow.
I also hope the miracle won't be too obvious.
Li Lechen simply wanted to verify the magic of this "liquid" diamond essence once again, and incidentally solve his long-standing problem of acne scars. But he didn't want to wake up with a completely different face after using this product, becoming the legendary, effortlessly pale-faced person.
He had already learned about the rich woman's swiping game, and even reading about it in the news made him cringe.
The effects of serums aren't that quick, so there's no need to stay in front of the mirror constantly looking at yourself.
After testing the essence, the next step is to carefully study the functions of the glasses.
After examining the glasses more closely, I realized that even though I knew they had a camera function, I couldn't find the lens anywhere.
A camera without a lens is a joke when you go out.
Li Lechen remembered that he touched the shutter button when he lifted the frame, so he focused on observing the connection between the temples and the lenses. But even with his eyes crossed, he couldn't find anything that looked like a button that could be pressed at this connection.
Furthermore, no matter how you touch that area, nothing changes.
Could it be that I had a hallucination while on the road?
I put my glasses back on my nose, and through the lenses, things in front of me became slightly blurry again.
Slowly run your hand along the temple of the glasses, until you reach the point where it connects to the lens—"click!"—and the scene before you magically pauses for a moment.
That's right! That's how it works.
Li Lechen quickly turned on the TV, ignoring the fact that the channel was currently showing a melodramatic Korean drama, and touched the spot from before again.
"Click!"
In the scene, the female lead is raising her hand to slap the male lead, but Li Lechen timed it perfectly, stopping just in mid-air.
It turns out that these glasses must be worn on the bridge of the nose for filming; if they are taken off, filming cannot be done.
The design is truly ergonomic and quite user-friendly; after all, no one would think much of it if someone wearing glasses casually touched the frame.
But here's the crucial question: if you can take photos, what happens to them? How can you view them? If you can't view the photos, what's the point of taking them?
But after more than an hour, Li Lechen put his glasses on and took them off, then put them on again and took them off again, repeating this dozens of times until the frames were rubbed until they were shiny, but he still couldn't find the button to view the photos.
This is so awkward.
If three years is a generation gap, then a two-thousand-year gap is like a galaxy! Who would know how to check that?
Wearing his glasses, Li Lechen paced back and forth in the room, trying to think about the future across the entire Milky Way.
"Beep!" A message notification sounded on my phone.
At this sound, Li Lechen suddenly realized that he had forgotten something very important: Zhou Mi had just come over, discussed the problems, had dinner, and then left without mentioning the summer homework at all. Had she sent the answer key photos by now?
Pick up your phone quickly.
"Mao!" It was just a news notification.
These days, news reporters are really going all out, creating headlines that are designed to grab attention.
Why are condoms frequently stolen from trash cans? Why are women's underwear repeatedly stolen from the bathrooms of nursing homes? Why do tens of thousands of female donkeys bray in the middle of the night? Who is behind the serial cases of sodomy with boars? Who is knocking on the door of young girls every night—human or ghost? Behind all this, is it a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality? Is it an outburst of sex or the helplessness of unfulfilled desire?
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