"The Fourth Kind of Love".

But when the big screen really lit up, the barrages of quarrels and disagreements all disappeared at the same time.

When Tang Yue usually watches movies, she especially likes to stand on the sofa without keeping her body straight.

But now it didn't work. Tang Yue found that she couldn't do this at all, because the cameras around her were watching her every move.

Tang Yue was even worried that if her actions were a little exaggerated, she would be photographed by some bad media and then transformed into a new emoticon.

So she had no choice but to follow Lin Xuan'er's example, staring at the screen seriously and then emptying her mind.

Su Yin was actually not much better. 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 to sit up straight and saw the picture appear on the screen.

It was a very beautiful little girl. She was wearing a floral skirt and knee-length white stockings. The only flaw was her hairstyle. I don’t know what her parents thought, but they actually gave this child a hairdo.

Boys' hairstyles.

She picked up the lipstick and seemed to be smearing it on her lips that lacked blood color.

But before she could apply it, the door was pushed open.

The person standing at the door should be her mother, but this well-informed lady was stunned to the spot.

Her next actions confused everyone watching the movie. No one expected that she would run directly next to the girl and then take off her clothes like crazy.

"What are you doing!" The mother snatched away the lipstick and gave the girl a slap in the face.

The girl touched her hot cheek, tears slowly dripping from her right eye. "I think it looks good like this, I, I want to give it a try."

When his voice came out, Su Yin felt goosebumps all over his body.

This is a boy.

Wang Xingrui, who was still a little sleepy, her eyes suddenly lit up. This beginning was so interesting that she became excited immediately.

At this time, Ling Hu quietly glanced at Luo Chen and found that Luo Chen was still staring at the screen seriously, showing no expression.

He immediately withdrew his gaze and devoted himself to the plot.

The boy was forced by his mother to drag him to the bathroom, where he took off his clothes and took a shower before slowly walking out.

I have to say, this is a really beautiful boy. If you don't look carefully, it's even difficult to tell his gender.

"My name is Gu Jing, I am 15 years old."

There is still the same mirror, and the boy standing in front of the mirror is still the same, but he has grown up.

She still had that kind of indistinguishable beauty. When Luo Chen saw this, he subconsciously bit his lips.

He knows very well that it is never a good thing for a boy to be too beautiful at this age.

"Gu Jing!" came the mother's voice from the door. She looked a little older. "Go to school quickly. Boys, don't look in the mirror!"

After Gu Jing put his schoolbag on his back, his mother hurried over and put a basketball in his hand: "Take this with you."

"I, I don't play basketball..." Gu Jing looked at his mother with some confusion.

However, the mother said very seriously: "How can a boy not play ball? Bring it with you if I ask you to. Today is the first day of your freshman year in high school. You must leave a good impression on everyone!"

Gu Jing had already gone out, but his mother still stood at the door and shouted loudly:

"Be more masculine and don't be coy!"

Gu Jing put on his headphones almost immediately and ran into the elevator with a blushing face.

The song Gu Jing listened to was also familiar to many people present, and Lin Xuan'er almost immediately started humming in a low voice.

Luo Chen touched his nose and didn't expect it to be "Rose Boy" that he had sung.

Arriving at the school gate, Gu Jing nervously held the basketball in his hand.

However, after he noticed that almost no one around him paid attention to him, Gu Jing seemed to be relieved, and he rushed into the school with the basketball in his arms.

On the first day of school, the first thing I do is introduce myself.

When it was Gu Jing's turn to take the stage, he clearly felt the commotion among his classmates.

Regardless of whether they were boys or girls, they all raised their heads and looked at Gu Jing, and then started discussing in a low voice:

"He is so beautiful. Is he a boy or a girl?"

"Haha, now you women have been spoiled by the aesthetics of the entertainment industry. This kind of pretty-faced sissy is disgusting to look at!"

"I think some people are just sour. If they're good-looking, they're like girls. 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 was when he was in elementary school.

There was a cultural performance in the class, and the boys and girls were asked to dress in opposite directions. The girls wore men's clothes and the boys wore skirts.

Gu Jing shined brilliantly in that performance, and almost everyone was conquered by his appearance in a skirt. It was a kind of beauty that transcended gender.

That was also the only time Gu Jing was praised for wearing women's clothing. When he was in elementary school, he was still too naive, and he really thought everyone thought so.

After the performance, when he came home from school, he was still wearing that skirt.

As a result, a group of people at the door saw him and blocked him there: "Hey, are you a man or a woman?"

Gu Jing immediately covered his body and did not dare to speak.

"He's a boy!" A girl from Gu Jing's class raised her hand: "He's wearing a skirt!"

There was joking laughter all around, and naughty little boys ran over. Like Gu Jing's mother, they tore off his skirt.

The endless ridicule and endless discussions are just like back then.

"Teacher, is he crying?"

At this time, some students saw Gu Jing standing on the podium without saying a word, but his eyes were red.

The head teacher was also stunned and hurriedly walked to the podium: "Gu Jing, don't be nervous. Come and introduce yourself! The teacher will teach you to take a deep breath and you won't be afraid anymore."

Then the head teacher encouraged the students in the class: "Classmates, come and cheer for our classmate Gu Jing! Listen to me and shout, cheers for Gu Jing!"

"Come on Gu Jing!"

Gu Jing didn't even know what he was talking about. When he ran off the stage, he was tripped by a boy and fell.

"are you OK?"

At this time, a hand stretched out, and Gu Jing held it. It was a very handsome boy.

He is full of heroic spirit and his voice is very clear.

"My name is Yan Qiyue, and I am a girl." As soon as the handsome short-haired boy stood on the podium, many girls looked at him with admiration.

Wearing a sportswear, a pair of sneakers, and a pair of beautiful breasts, many people would have thought she was a boy if she hadn't personally admitted her gender.

Gu Jing's hand was still warm. He swallowed, not knowing what to say.

"Although I am a girl," Yan Qiyue said stubbornly, "but I can hit better than many boys! So who dares to call me a tomboy or a tomboy in front of me? Haha, I can't beat you to death!"

Yan Qiyue jumped off the podium handsomely, leaving behind a dull-looking head teacher and a classroom filled with thunderous applause.

Gu Jing did not expect that Yan Qiyue would directly say that she liked dressing up like a boy. And no one in the class looked down upon her. Instead, many girls were vying to add her on WeChat.

"Hey," Yan Qiyue was sitting in the front row of Gu Jing. She turned back and looked at Gu Jing: "You look so good-looking."

Gu Jing's face immediately turned red, and the classmates next to him were laughing and teasing Yan Qiyue.

"I'm not joking," Yan Qiyue said seriously: "You are more beautiful than many girls, you should be more confident!"

However, Gu Jing shook his head desperately. The first principle he learned from childhood to college was to keep a low profile.

What he hopes most is that he can live in a corner without anyone noticing.

He is afraid of other people's eyes.

Gu Jing and Yan Qiyue didn't have many interactions with each other. In physical education class, Yan Qiyue played ball with the boys and didn't fall behind at all.

Gu Jing was sitting on the edge of the playground with a group of girls, looking at their phones in silence.

None of the boys in the class liked playing with Gu Jing, so they gave him the nickname "Little Sissy".

One day after school, Gu Jing and Yan Qiyue were the last to leave the class because they had to clean up.

Yan Qiyue stood at the door and glanced at Gu Jing who was lingering: "Why don't you leave? I just remembered that you seem to leave very late every day."

At this time, Gu Jing said with some embarrassment: "You don't have to wait for me, I can go back by myself."

"It's okay, we are in the same class, let's go together!" Yan Qiyue has this kind of character. She is very straightforward, so the boys in the class can play with her.

But soon, Yan Qiyue found out why Gu Jing was used to leaving alone, and why he deliberately delayed time.

When Gu Jing walked to the school gate, several students from other schools came over.

"Hey, little beauty, you brought a bodyguard with you today!"
To be continued...