manynovel Chapter 199 : Even If He Eats Shit, I’ll Still Support Him!
Chapter 199 : Even If He Eats Shit, I’ll Still Support Him!
Chapter 199: Even If He Eats Shit, I’ll Still Support Him!
Class Monitor Wang Jing and He Xiaoyue were both visiting Sichuan Girl’s place for the first time, so naturally, they wanted to take a look around—especially at Sichuan Girl’s bedroom.
It wasn’t that the two girls had any particular fetish. It was simply because Sichuan Girl usually streamed from her bedroom, where her setup was located. Even the room’s decoration had been carefully designed for the stream.
“Wow~ Your room is all pink and girly. You’re a grown man—don’t tell me Lin Mo was right and your testosterone really has issues?”
Looking at the decor of Sichuan Girl’s room, He Xiaoyue couldn’t help but exclaim.
Sichuan Girl’s bedroom was dominated by pink tones. It was clean and neatly arranged, with a few pots of green plants—none of which anyone could quite name.
There were also plush toys on the bed, and several cute ornaments that gave off an unmistakably feminine vibe. Anyone unaware of the truth would have assumed this was a girl’s room.
All of this had been arranged by Sichuan Girl recently. He had put a lot of effort into it, even setting up his own vanity table filled with skincare and makeup products. The countless bottles and jars made the two girls’ jaws drop—and even feel a bit inferior.
It couldn’t be helped. Both women felt that they, as actual females, weren’t nearly as refined as Sichuan Girl, a man. Many of the makeup products there, they didn’t even recognize, let alone use.
Neither Wang Jing nor He Xiaoyue were the type of girls who paid much attention to such details. They rarely wore makeup—at least not the kind of elaborate makeup others might.
At most, they did some basic skincare or used facial masks. Naturally, they didn’t own many cosmetics. If Zhao Tingting were here, though, she would’ve had plenty to talk about with Sichuan Girl.
After all, those two were both skilled with makeup. Zhao Tingting, though not heavily made up, always had a perfectly refined look. Even a straight man like Lin Mo could immediately tell when she was wearing makeup.
Liu Rushuang, however, was different. She used to wear light makeup—so light it was practically invisible to Lin Mo—but after her skin improved from using cleanser, she’d stopped entirely, going completely bare-faced.
“Don’t talk nonsense. This is my livelihood, okay? Online, I appear as Li Shiya, so of course, the room needs to match her character. It’s called staying in character,” Sichuan Girl defended himself.
That explanation made sense. After all, this was his source of income, so he naturally had to embody Li Shiya’s persona. Otherwise, how could he gain followers? And without followers, how could he make money?
“Alright, then—can I see your wardrobe? I noticed your account shows you wearing lots of pretty outfits,” He Xiaoyue asked.
Sichuan Girl sighed but eventually nodded. Since his biggest secret was already out, there was no point hiding the rest.
He opened his wardrobe, revealing rows upon rows of women’s clothing—tight skirts, stepmother dresses, long plain gowns, and strappy dresses.
There were also multiple wigs—long, short, red, green, all kinds—and a whole line of shoes below.
High heels, kidney-shaped shoes, cartoon sandals—everything imaginable.
A few cosplay costumes too, including some ancient-style outfits. Truly a dazzling collection.
He Xiaoyue: “Wow~~ That’s a lot! So pretty!”
Class Monitor Wang Jing: “How much did all this cost?!”
Even combining all the clothes in their dorm, they wouldn’t have as many as Sichuan Girl. Most of what they owned were old clothes anyway.
It had to be said, although Sichuan Girl’s rise to fame had been relatively recent, his financial strain was probably due to his wardrobe. Just the clothes alone were worth a lot—and not to mention, he’d recently upgraded his streaming equipment. The camera in Wang Chu’s hands was one of his new purchases.
“This is nothing. You should look in the trash bin next to his bed—that’s where the real valuables are!” Lin Mo said with a mischievous grin.
The two women paused, then looked toward the trash bin. But before they could move closer, Sichuan Girl, as if struck by lightning, bolted toward it, snatched the bin into his arms, and ran straight for the bathroom.
“What’s wrong with him?” Wang Jing asked, puzzled.
Trying to hold back his laughter, Lin Mo replied, “Maybe he doesn’t want to flaunt his wealth in front of you. After all, those are practically relics from the Warring States period—rare artifacts not for casual viewing.”
“From the State of Lu?” He Xiaoyue asked.
Wang Jing: ???
Wang Chu: .
Lin Mo: .
“You actually understood that?”
Lin Mo suddenly realized he had underestimated this bespectacled girl. For her to instantly grasp such a subtle reference—she was not simple at all!
“What paper?” Wang Jing asked.
He Xiaoyue leaned over and whispered a few words in her ear. Wang Jing immediately pulled a disgusted face. “Ew~~”
“Old Mo, whose side are you on? You were supposed to defend me, and now you’re making fun of me again. I know I’ve sinned these past few days, but please, spare me, okay?” Sichuan Girl said, pressing his palms together in mock prayer, looking utterly sincere.
He was truly traumatized. After so many socially fatal incidents lately, he was on the verge of a breakdown.
Wasn’t this the same as being executed in public? The same as taking a dump on the playground in front of everyone?
Judging from the way Wang Jing and He Xiaoyue were looking at him, he felt that he’d never again be able to hold his head high in front of them.
At that moment, Wang Chu slung an arm over Sichuan Girl’s shoulder and laughed. “What’s the problem? Old Mo just proved you’re a healthy man, didn’t he?”
The moment he finished speaking, Wang Chu got punched in the stomach. Sichuan Girl immediately raised his hand and declared, “I report that Wang Chu and Old Mo are both kidney-deficient! Wang Chu’s even been drinking herbal tonics with me lately!”
Lin Mo said, “I can testify that everything Sichuan Girl said is true. But I’ve already recovered. I don’t need medicine anymore.”
Of course, he was joking. He had already overcome his “kidney deficiency.” Such accusations couldn’t hurt him now.
Wang Chu: (ΩДΩ)
He Xiaoyue: →_→
Class Monitor Wang Jing: →_→
Both women stared at Wang Chu, their gazes sharp—sharper than when they’d looked at Sichuan Girl.
With Sichuan Girl, it was just teasing. But with Wang Chu, it was different—Class Monitor Wang Jing actually had feelings for him. If he really was a weak man… she might need to reconsider.
“Why are you both looking at me like that? Old Mo was kidney-deficient too! Why don’t you stare at him? That’s discrimination!” Wang Chu protested.
He Xiaoyue smirked. “Old Mo has a girlfriend—an incredibly beautiful one. If he’s a little weak, that’s understandable. If I were a guy and had such a gorgeous girlfriend, I’d be even weaker. But you? You don’t even have a girlfriend. What’s your excuse? Practicing left-and-right-hand combat?”
Wang Chu: “No! It’s not like that! It’s Yang deficiency! Yang deficiency, okay?!”
But the two girls didn’t know the difference between Yin and Yang deficiency. To them, it was all just “weakness.”
Lin Mo frowned. “Hey, hey, what’s that supposed to mean? Mine was from staying up too late—it’s got nothing to do with my girlfriend. Besides, I’ve recovered now. One girlfriend, two girlfriends—I can handle them both! Who’s underestimating me here?”
As a man, you could call him ugly, short, or poor—but never weak. That was a matter of dignity.
After catching Sichuan Girl’s weak spot, the five of them went to Haidilao near campus and made Sichuan Girl pay for the meal.
At the table, watching the three men laugh and joke around so freely, Wang Jing and He Xiaoyue couldn’t help but sigh—boys really were different from girls. Their friendships seemed so much more easygoing.
“Let me ask you two something—what was your first reaction when you saw Li Shiya? Were you shocked? Excited? Or did you feel like you wanted to keep your distance?” Wang Jing asked, looking between Lin Mo and Wang Chu.
He Xiaoyue chimed in, “I read online that when a guy’s friend looks really good in women’s clothes, they get super excited—but only from afar. When it comes to actual physical contact, they avoid it. Because they’re afraid it might be a trap—that he’s secretly a bottom, right?”
It had to be said, He Xiaoyue really understood how guys thought. No wonder she was their strategist.
“Exactly! That’s me,” Wang Chu said, picking up a slice of pork belly and slurping it down. “The first time I saw him as Li Shiya, I was stunned. Then I regretted—why didn’t he show off that skill earlier?
But still, it’s fine to look, just don’t get too close.”
Sichuan Girl rolled his eyes. “Not get too close? Then who was the one begging me to show up and support him, huh?”
“Support you?”
The two girls perked up, clearly intrigued.
“Cough, cough, nothing! Eat, eat,” Wang Chu said quickly, changing the subject. One person’s embarrassment was enough for today—no need to drag himself into it.
Since Wang Jing was there, Sichuan Girl let it slide.
Wang Jing then turned to Lin Mo. “What about you? What did you think?”
Lin Mo smiled, picked up a fish ball, and said, “Me? I didn’t mind. I’m a pretty tolerant person when it comes to friends. As long as I know what’s going on, I can side with you even against my conscience. As long as he doesn’t betray our country, even if he eats shit—I’ll still support him!”
Sichuan Girl: ???
The other three: “Disgusting!”