Chapter 6

What a distressing night

Fu Luo lay straight on the bed like this

This action seemed to remind Fu Xiaoxin, who immediately ran down the stairs with a "thump thump thump". Moments later, she brought a small box the size of a button and threw it in front of Fu Luo, saying: "Take this!"

Why

Fu Xiaoxin almost shouted in Fu Luo's face: "Do you really have to turn yourself into a Transformer?"

What basis does Ye Wenlin have to determine that the two parties are about to go to war?

Fu Luo moved slightly to the side, thinking to himself, how is it still foaming at the mouth?

She feels that she may not truly understand what is referred to as "fashion"; anyway, she believes that the way things used to be was quite good. It just looks a bit masculine at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one can still see that she is a young woman. She is probably just a somewhat rough ordinary girl, similar to the village women and farmers from the time when ancient agriculture had not yet achieved mechanization. There is nothing wrong with this; it is very normal.

Fu Luo was startled, instinctively arching her back and tensing her muscles. In the first moment, she moved herself to the corner between the foot of the bed and the wardrobe, and only then did she turn on the light

When visiting major clients, one certainly cannot go "barefaced." When Teacher Robin uttered these three words, Fu Luo felt as if he were being condemned for being "bare-bottomed."

When styling someone, you should not focus on what to transform them into, but rather on how to capture and enhance their inherent qualities. A forced transformation yields no sweetness; each individual possesses a unique essence. Discovering that answer will provide direction for your entire plan

One minute later, the door to Fu Luo's room was slammed shut, leaving behind the fragrance of essence filling the room, along with a big white-faced "man" sitting stiffly on the floor against the bed

The small button on the table, which was foaming at the mouth, has unfolded into a large white facial mask during its rotation, and Fu Luo widened her naive eyes, hesitating and remaining motionless

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. Fu Luo listened carefully, confirming that there was no movement outside, before she abruptly tore off the mask from her face. Taking a deep breath as if she had been drowning, she felt as though something was blocking her nose while wearing that thing. She had been holding her breath the whole time, and her face was nearly turning purple.

The Yang family occupies a prime location in the heart of the city, featuring a large courtyard above ground, with a vast artificial wetland park spanning dozens of acres right behind it, indicating that they are among the wealthiest of the wealthy.

The interns were quickly recording on their palm-sized terminals, when Fu Luo interjected, "Report..."

She lay there as if dead for twenty minutes, then suddenly got up, crawled on the ground in the dark, and began to do a set of push-ups followed by a set of sit-ups to expend her excess energy

Teacher Robin and Yan Yue Se: "Hmm?"

The traffic on Earth remains bustling as ever

She raised her arm slightly, but could only extend it fully at the highest point; lifting it further would cause it to get stuck, which made her feel somewhat constrained

The special train let out a long whistle and slowly started moving. Ye Wenlin continued to gaze through the window, reluctantly looking at the girl on the platform, waving his hand at her until she was no longer visible.

"Today, you and Xiao Zhu come with me for a trip," Teacher Robin said while inspecting his incredibly large makeup toolbox. "There is a job, it's for that Colonel Yang's family. The last time I saw you, it seemed like you knew him..."

"How could this be? My vaccine hasn't expired yet." Ye Wenlin affectionately tucked a strand of the girl's long hair behind her ear and said in an unusually gentle voice, as if possessed, "You should go back and take good care of yourself, and wait for me."

After a moment of eerie silence in the room, a scream suddenly erupted, piercing enough to penetrate the human eardrum: "Fu Luo! How can you go to bed without washing your face? Are you even human?"

When she first started participating in the new recruit military training, she happened to encounter a perverse and overly serious squad leader. Although his task was merely to teach this group of new recruits how to stand and walk—two trivial matters—he insisted on considering himself an important part of the foundational training, always applying the standards of a ceremonial guard to the recruits' military posture

He then withdrew his gaze with a hint of melancholy and dialed Fu Luo's number, but the other party did not answer, seemingly preoccupied with something.

Fu Luo scratched his head and stood up slowly, saying, "I will just stretch a bit."

Fu Luo has good living habits; during the holidays, she goes to bed early and rises early, and she consistently exercises, which is much better than her mother, who often stays up late.

This statement has praised Fu Luo to the point of causing him great distress

The last time Fu Luo wore makeup in this lifetime was during a school performance in the third grade of elementary school, when the teacher applied a cat face on her. Since then, she has never endured such torment again

Fu Xiaoxin was furious: "Hurry up, it's not like I asked you to disarm a bomb, what are you dawdling for!"

... ... sadly unable to turn.

The girl next to me immediately handed over a tissue with a faint medicinal scent and asked, "Are you coming down with a cold?"

Fu Luo inexplicably replied: "No, I have known how to do it for a long time"

not at all

Fu Xiaoxin: "That is essence, you country bumpkin!"

Fu Luo: "What is this? A button?"

The special aircraft emitted a tremendous roar and, in the blink of an eye, flew away from the dust and sea of clouds, leaving the atmosphere behind. Ye Wenlin closed his eyes, silently bidding farewell to the last moments of peace with the Earth.

Fu Luo is diligent in his work and generally does not have any significant weaknesses in subjects at school. His grades are relatively even across the board, making it easy for him to meet the conventional standard of "excellence." Unfortunately, even though he is excellent, he is excellent in a rather mediocre way

She must find the answer on her own

Fu Xiaoxin : `` ... ... ''

Fu Luo hurriedly reached out to wipe his face and exclaimed, "How is this thing still spraying me in the face?"

The cockroach is dazed and confused

This sentence initiated a one-and-a-half-hour ordeal for Fu Luo, as Teacher Robin, wearing gloves as thin as a cicada's wings, held various tools in hand, gesturing on Fu Luo's face while occasionally providing various formulaic explanations

I forgot to mention that Fu Xiaoxin lives downstairs from Fu Luo

Unlike Ye Wenlin, Ye Wenlin's report card is always like a golden chicken standing on one leg—forever missing a leg

Fu Luo: "I know a person whose most essential quality is lewdness. May I ask how this plan should be set?"

Fu Luo suddenly saw a pale white face with a mask abruptly emerge from the dimly lit doorway, its dark eyes shimmering with a certain deep-seated bitterness and resentment

He even recognized Fu Luo, whom he had only seen once, through a disguise-like makeup. After smiling and sizing her up, Yang Ning gently and encouragingly commented, "Not bad at all. Our second division also has its own ceremonial team. If you join, you will outshine them all"

However, Fu Luo always tends to be somewhat stubborn. When she cannot understand a certain issue no matter how hard she tries, she becomes increasingly aware of the significant gap between herself and Senior Brother Ye

"Wow, both handsome and beautiful." Xiao Zhu quickly caught up, found the right angle to flatter, and turned back to ask Fu Luo, "Isn't that right?"

This message has just been displayed as successfully sent, the seats in the cabin begin to adjust automatically, and the voice of the crew member sounds: "Attention, comrades, we are about to initiate the first acceleration..."

Something happened on her lips, and she always wanted to lick them. It seemed as if something had been smeared on her face, which made her constantly worry that her makeup would come off. She didn't even dare to make the slightest expression, completely turning into a person with a stiff face

Meanwhile, Ye Wenlin, who was preparing to take a special ride back to the headquarters of the Sharp Knife, sneezed. He rubbed his nose and murmured softly, "Who is cursing me?"

Fu Luo adjusted the ostentatious frame of his glasses, looking at the reflection in the mirror of himself, who had changed clothes and applied makeup to the point that even his mother would not recognize him, feeling quite dejected

Fu Luo felt as if he were a corpse on the dissection table of a medical school

Regarding her background, the staff of Teacher Robin now have a satisfactory explanation—except for Xiao Zhu, everyone unanimously believes that this "expert" must be a mechanic hired by the boss due to dissatisfaction with the building's property management

Moreover, Teacher Robin applied makeup for her face

Fu Luo casually wiped the sticky substance off her face, opened the materials sent to her by Ye Wenlin, and sorted out the content regarding the invasion of Earth by the Space Exiled Army, studying it from the beginning in accordance with the chronological order archived by Senior Brother Ye.

The result lit up along with the lights, accompanied by the familiar roar of Ms. Fu Xiaoxin: "What kind of nonsense are you up to? The floor is banging loudly, are you out of your mind?"

Yang Ning personally welcomed them. This person appeared somewhat gloomy when not smiling, but when he smiled, he seemed extremely friendly, even more so than the receptionist girl at Robin's office. He gave a very comfortable impression, and his manner of speaking was measured and appropriate, neither arrogant nor pretentious, as if Robin and his party were not hired staff, but rather his old friends.

Fu Luo immediately pressed her lips tightly together, while her hands caught the facial mask that had been violently shaken off her mother's face by the lion's roar technique, carefully reattaching it as if it were a paper cut-out decoration.

She was wearing sleep pants below and a black work vest on top, which made her flat chest, prominent collarbones, and muscular physique immediately apparent. At a glance, Fu Xiaoxin suddenly felt a wave of deep sorrow welling up within her

Fu Luo hesitated before speaking: "... I ... I seem to have not washed my face tonight."

Robin first threw her a strange outfit that looked somewhat androgynous, and after she changed into it, he pressed her down onto the chair

It seems as though I am bound tightly by clothes

Fu Luo's lips twitched slightly, confirming that he must have left some strange impression in the heart of his future superior

This deep breath caused a strong and somewhat sharp fragrance to pierce into Fu Luo's nose without any buffer, prompting her to turn her head and let out a loud sneeze

Fu Xiaoxin patiently instructed, "After applying the essence evenly, then put on the mask"

Teacher Robin and the awkward Fu Luo thus arrived at the Yang family home

Fu Luo took a step back to avoid her spittle.

However, on that day, Ye Wenlin left half of his words unsaid, which successfully caused Fu Luo to suffer from insomnia

The truth does not have to be so desolate, does it

Teacher Robin finally found a pair of frame glasses without lenses for her to wear, then tousled her hair a bit, scrutinized her, and arrogantly said: "Sixty points, I suppose. There isn't much time to manage it, just a simple touch-up, barely presentable enough to go out and meet people"

She fell silent for two seconds, then let out an even more earth-shattering roar: "You actually dare to retort!"

Is there a difference between geniuses and ordinary people? That is truly disheartening

She held the reader, walked to the corner of the wall, folded the pillowcase into a square, placed it on the ground, and then leaned against the wall to perform a handstand, supporting herself with the top of her head, studying bit by bit.

Before a person stands up straight, they are not given a pillow for sleeping. Later, after Fu Luo stood up straight, she also developed this habit; even when there is a pillow while sleeping, her posture remains upright, resembling a zombie whose muscles have not yet had the chance to atrophy

The white bubbles gradually began to detach from the Earth's gravity, rising into the air. At that moment, the entire room started to fill with the fragrance of orchids, quickly weaving a mist of aroma. After a moment, the fragrant mist changed color and coalesced into a large, colorful bubble, which rose before Fu Luo and with a "pop" shattered.

When Fu Luo was allowed to stand up from the chair, he felt a sense of having completed his sentence, especially as the onlookers unanimously offered a kind of ambiguous applause.

This is not surprising. Although Fu Luo did not deliberately gossip, it is said that Colonel Yang Ning is only thirty-seven years old this year, still a youth... One could even say he is just a young lad. Achieving this position, aside from his own capabilities, his family background must certainly not be insignificant.

It is simply a forest demon that has mistakenly wandered into the human world

"Not going? Why?" Robin did not notice her facial expression and asked in surprise, "Colonel Yang even specifically mentioned your name and the title of the book."

However, it was not long after Fu Luo sat down that Teacher Robin called her over

Teacher Robin sighed and said softly, "Child, it would be better if you remained silent."

Fu Luo's expression immediately resembled that of someone who had just swallowed a bitter melon

Fu Luo secretly decided that tomorrow she would buy a box of throat lozenges for her mother, otherwise, if she kept shouting all day long, she would definitely end up with laryngitis from all the yelling

Performing duties has become quite frustrating, the ceremonial guard...! ... It would be better to be a performer under Uncle Luo!

Recalling what Teacher Robin referred to as "grasping a person's fundamental temperament," Fu Luo began to feel a stomach ache. Could it be that her temperament is merely a faint aura of a transgender person

"Damn you." Fu Xiaoxin tore off the thin layer of film on the small box, and immediately a faint fragrance of orchids wafted through the air. The small "button" began to spin rapidly on the table, and more and more white bubbles emerged from within.

However, after a thorough makeover by Teacher Robin, she created what is known as the "androgynous style," yet she felt that she suddenly became neither male nor female, transforming into an extraordinary being that defies categorization.

She lunged forward, gripping Fu Luo's arm with both hands, twisting it with a fierce intensity...

The next day, Fu Luo, sporting dark circles under his eyes, greeted all the handsome men and beautiful women with a good morning as usual. Amidst their curious gazes, akin to that of spectators observing a giant panda, he first conducted a thorough inspection of the work robots in the office. With the assistance of search engines and manuals, he eliminated several unfamiliar minor malfunctions, and then he dove into Teacher Robin's office, once again immersing himself in the reader.

Unfortunately, just as the second set of sit-ups was completed, Ms. Fu Xiaoxin unceremoniously pushed open her bedroom door

Ye Wenlin pondered for a moment and sent a message: "Senior brother has left, please take care of your sister-in-law for me... although she may not necessarily wait for me."

Fu Xiaoxin continued to roar: "I sent you to Uncle Luo so that you could learn how to do push-ups?"

Little Zhu watched eagerly from the side as Teacher Robin rudely pinched Fu Luo's chin, examining her closely. Although he was making a forced effort to restrain himself, a hint of disdain was still inevitably revealed. Then, as if he were a master about to transform decay into wonder and mud into bricks, he sighed, rolled up his sleeves, flexed his fingers, and lifted his chin towards Little Zhu: "Tell them that those who are interested can come over to observe." Then, as if he were a master about to transform decay into wonder and mud into bricks, he sighed, rolled up his sleeves, flexed his fingers, and lifted his chin towards Little Zhu: "Tell them that those who are interested can come over to observe."

"Is it possible not to go?" she asked softly