When Yang Yue arrived at the rehearsal room at nine in the morning, he didn’t know that today’s rehearsal would be so formal, requiring a full set of gear.

“Don’t resist, it looks really good,” Zhao Qinqing comforted him, cheering him on. “Everyone is looking forward to it!”

Yang Yue smiled at her, thinking to himself, actually, I’m also a bit excited.

When it came to dressing up as a girl, he instinctively resisted for about three minutes when he first heard about it.

As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. After accepting the fact, he quickly became curious about what it would feel like to “wear a skirt,” and began to look forward to it, even eager to try it out.

The first time he formally put on that dress, he felt a bit awkward, and before stepping out of the changing room, he took a deep breath and gathered his courage in front of the mirror.

Less than five minutes later, he was already enjoying it, although he occasionally complained pretentiously, deep down he was excited.

However, the only regret was that the style of his cross-dressing wasn’t the type he liked.

Yang Yue was naturally short, only reaching 1.7 meters tall by the end of high school, and he remained that height thereafter. In addition, his shoulders were narrow, and his arms and legs were thin. After coming to university, standing next to girls, there was hardly any difference in body size, they almost merged into one.

According to the mainstream standards of young girls, he could be considered somewhat disabled.

Unfortunately, he had high aspirations and admired tall, mature-looking girls.

His ex-girlfriend was of this type.

When she first accepted his confession in the second year of high school, she was 1.68 meters tall. Girls generally looked more slender than boys, and when they went on dates, if they weren’t standing close together, at first glance, it seemed like the girl was taller than the boy.

The girl didn’t mind at first. She appreciated Yang Yue’s interesting personality and his considerate nature.

But Yang Yue stopped growing, while she continued to grow taller year by year. By the second year of university, the girl had grown to 1.72 meters tall. With high heels on, she could already look down at her boyfriend.

Yang Yue didn’t mind at all.

Unfortunately, in matters of love, one person’s opinion doesn’t count.

He knew that the difference in their tastes and appearance was too great to reconcile, so after being dumped, he had been resigned to being a single dog. Being single wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it was heartbreaking to pour your heart and soul into a relationship and be scorned, hurting both your feelings and your self-esteem.

To his surprise, as a guy, his popularity with the opposite sex was average, but when he put on women’s clothing, he was unexpectedly well-received.

During that rehearsal, whether male or female, everyone praised him, eager to take photos with him.

Yang Yue was naturally outgoing and had no reservations, very cooperative.

Although he wasn’t interested in the delicate and bland girl in the mirror, he was, after all, a guy. He knew very well what was on the minds of his male peers, what they liked, so he enjoyed posing in front of the camera.

In less than two days, his cross-dressing photos spread throughout the entire college, causing a small sensation.

In the engineering college, where the male-female ratio was extremely imbalanced, a group of restless young men gathered together for a long time, unable to find partners, feeling a bit thirsty.

There were also pretty girls in the department, like Zhao Qinqing, but they couldn’t possibly dress up every day with heavy makeup just to attend classes. Compared to the ethereal beauty of Yang Yue, they seemed a bit plain.

When Yang Yue wore makeup, with eight layers of powder on his face, but because his lipstick was light pink, in the eyes of the straight male engineers, it was considered natural and pure, making them feel excited.

Everyone knew that Yang Yue was a guy, but that was okay, it was even better to be a guy, there was no need to feel any psychological burden. After all, they could only look, a beautiful woman was a beautiful woman, what was under her skirt was completely unimportant, they wouldn’t take it out to show off, and they couldn’t touch it anyway.

As long as he was willing to moisten their dry lives, he was like a living Bodhisattva.

And Yang Yue was quite willing.

Last time he had reluctantly played along, full of service spirit, those widely circulated photos, he felt stiff when he looked at them afterwards, almost tasteless.

As a result, he deliberately searched for some videos of teenage idols, secretly learned a few tricks, and planned to use them immediately if there was a similar situation again.

When he was asked to change into women’s clothing in the rehearsal room, he was eager to try, thinking that he might have a chance to use it later. He never expected the enthusiasm of the crowd to be even more enthusiastic than he had imagined.

Just after ten o’clock, after finishing his makeup, a male classmate who was rehearsing casually took a few pictures and sent them to the class group. Less than half an hour later, the entrance of the rehearsal room was crowded with bored spectators.

Amidst his surprise, Yang Yue’s acting urge erupted once again.

During breaks, someone would call out to him, and he would turn around with a smile and wave. With such enthusiastic cooperation, his reputation spread far and wide, and waves of people came to admire the “Bodhisattva”, continuously.

The fact that he caused such a sensation was partly because he was handsome, but also because of his uninhibited personality.

Different from real girls, Yang Yue had no reservations, he was very bold and unrestrained, with an extremely pure face, he was not ashamed to make suggestive movements. Throughout the morning, during less than twenty minutes of rest time, he proactively lifted his skirt six or seven times, and was even reminded by a male student taking pictures to “pull it down a bit because your underwear is showing.”

Underneath Yang Yue’s skirt, he wore loose boxers, he wasn’t afraid even when going out, he didn’t feel the slightest bit ashamed, he wished he could just flash them when the boys blushed and throbbed in front of him.

To avoid disrupting the rehearsal, Zhao Qinqing specially arranged for two people to stand at the door, not allowing unrelated people to enter, not even classmates from the same class.

It wasn’t until lunchtime that several male classmates in the class were finally allowed in with special permission, and they had the opportunity to get a closer look.

Yang Yue was even more open to those he knew.

Those classmates had a good relationship with him on weekdays, so when they asked for benefits, he readily agreed. Everyone rejoiced and applauded themselves for voting for him during the class meeting.

One of the older brothers had a good personality, but he was a bit ugly, and a bit awkward, he didn’t have the chance to talk to girls for a year. Yang Yue linked arms with him, smiled sweetly, and blew a kiss to him, making him blush and stutter, almost running away in embarrassment.

Yang Yue was overwhelmed with joy, feeling it was extremely interesting.

By the time it was past three in the afternoon, there were finally fewer onlookers outside.

Yang Yue had been acting all day and was very satisfied. During the break, he was planning to take a selfie to show Jing Tian, when he heard two girls whispering beside him.

At first, he didn’t pay attention, but he vaguely heard the words “handsome guy” in their conversation, so he perked up his ears.

Five seconds later, he realized they weren’t talking about him, and he sighed inwardly.

It was really fun to tease those boys, but not being appreciated by girls inevitably felt a bit regretful.

The two girls were discussing whether the handsome guy who had been wandering outside the rehearsal room all day was there to watch Yang Yue.

The conclusion they reached was: definitely not. After all, he was so handsome, there was no reason for him to do something as tasteless as those stinky boys.

Yang Yue looked in the direction they were talking about and met the gaze of Shu Ziqin, who was cautiously peeking inside.

Shu Ziqin was startled for a moment, but Yang Yue immediately smiled.

“Are you talking about that person?” He turned his head and pointed at Shu Ziqin.

The girl smiled at him apologetically.

Yang Yue also smiled, feeling somewhat proud. “He’s my friend,” he said, then waved towards the window. Seeing this, Shu Ziqin quickly raised his hand and waved back enthusiastically.

The two girls were shocked and then slightly disappointed.

Although their initial impression wasn’t very good, they had gone out together a few days ago, and the atmosphere was quite good at the time. They didn’t know if the other person had come specifically to see Yang Yue. After thinking for a while, Yang Yue decided to take the initiative to chat with Shu Ziqin.

Running to the door, he opened his mouth, but he couldn’t remember Shu Ziqin’s full name, so he just called him by his online handle: “Lunch!”

Shu Ziqin was stunned for a few seconds, then pointed at his own face. “Me?”

Yang Yue felt guilty but shameless, so he nodded confidently. “What are you having for lunch today, abbreviated as lunch! That’s you!”

Shu Ziqin surprisingly had no objections to this and ran over happily. “Senior, am I bothering you?”

“Not at all, just taking a break,” Yang Yue replied. “Why did you come here today?”

“I…” Shu Ziqin looked a bit embarrassed. “I… um…”

Yang Yue made a reasonable guess. “To see me?”

Shu Ziqin smiled at him, revealing eight neat white teeth.

Remembering the conversation he had overheard earlier, Yang Yue asked, “When did you arrive?”

“A while ago,” Shu Ziqin scratched his head. “I saw you guys were busy, so I didn’t want to disturb you.”

He was really a shy and honest kid.

These types of people are the easiest to tease.

“Oh, really?” Yang Yue pretended as if nothing had happened and glanced into the rehearsal room. “My classmates said you’ve been hanging around here all day.”

Shu Ziqin lowered his head. “Hehe.”

He looked silly, but not unlikable. Yang Yue decided not to tease him anymore.

After glancing into the rehearsal room, he asked, “Do you have any other plans?”

Shu Ziqin shook his head.

“If you want to stay and watch, come in,” Yang Yue said, taking his hand. “Are you tired standing outside? You can sit inside.”

“But aren’t we not allowed in?” Shu Ziqin said, but his body was honest, without any resistance, and he followed Yang Yue inside.

Yang Yue glanced back and saw Shu Ziqin looking at their intertwined hands with a shy expression and a slight blush on his face.

Yang Yue was slightly surprised.

Those two girls had judged Shu Ziqin based on his appearance, thinking that he couldn’t have come specifically to see Yang Yue. Yang Yue himself couldn’t help but be stereotypical, assuming that only those unattractive men with poor luck with the opposite sex would be so obsessed with illusions, seeking solace in his false image as a cross-dresser.

Shu Ziqin was tall, handsome, with fair skin and a fresh temperament. Even in the engineering college where girls were extremely rare, he wouldn’t be ignored. Moreover, he had just graduated from high school, with good grades to be admitted to A University. With his conditions, he must have been quite popular in high school. There was no reason for him to be so desperate.

Yang Yue was puzzled and decided to probe a little.

After pulling Shu Ziqin to sit down on a bench, he intentionally stood in front of him, hands behind his back, leaning forward slightly and lowering his head to look directly into Shu Ziqin’s eyes with a smile, asking, “Lunch, can I ask you a question?”

This movement was something he had learned from a cute girl variety show a few days ago. It seemed simple, but it was said that eighty percent of men would have an accelerated heartbeat because of it.

Sure enough, Shu Ziqin stiffened all over.

“W-what… what question?” he asked.

Yang Yue raised his hand and gently tucked a strand of long hair behind his ear, revealing a sweet smile. “Do you have a girlfriend?”