The Invincible Strongest Student

Chapter 689: Chapter 689: What Are You Really Lacking?

”Are you kidding me? You invite me to dinner and now you’re kicking me out?” Lin Tian said, frowning.

”Lin Tian?”

Jiang Pan Die lowered the crayfish she was holding and scrutinized Lin Tian, incredulous, ”Are you Lin Tian?”

”Duh.” Lin Tian rolled his eyes.

”Then... why do you look uglier?” Jiang Pan Die said, her mouth agape.

It dawned on Lin Tian that he was still wearing a mask. He immediately took it off, pocketing it as he spoke, ”Too many fans, afraid of being mobbed, so it’s a necessity when going out.”

Jiang Pan Die’s mouth opened wider, ”A silicone mask?”

Lin Tian sat down opposite Jiang Pan Die, shaking his head, ”A different composite material; after wearing it for a while, you don’t really feel it, so I forgot.”

As he spoke, Lin Tian had already donned gloves and unceremoniously grabbed a crab to peel.

This girl really didn’t treat Lin Tian as an outsider. Even before he arrived, the dishes were served, and she had already started eating.

”Let me see.” Jiang Pan Die’s eyes gleamed with mischief.

Lin Tian stood up, raised his gloved hand, and said, ”I can’t grab it now, if you want it, get it yourself. It’s in the left front pocket of my pants.”

Jiang Pan Die’s eyes widened, ”What? You want me to put my hand in there...”

”Why do you have such a sleazy expression? It’s just taking something. How about I give it to you after I’m done eating?” Lin Tian said indifferently.

”No way!” Jiang Pan Die slammed the table. If it’s something she set her eyes on, she can’t wait. What if things go south later, and he refuses to show it?

Jiang Pan Die pouted, ”Fine, you stand up, I’ll take it.”

Lin Tian stood up, and Jiang Pan Die sidled up to Lin Tian, reaching out, then hesitatingly pulling back, then reaching out again and slowly drawing back.

”Hey, is there a bug or a monster in my pocket?”

Jiang Pan Die’s little face turned red. No bugs, but something stranger than bugs!

Finally, Jiang Pan Die cautiously slipped her hand into Lin Tian’s pocket.

Through the thin fabric of Lin Tian’s jeans, she could feel the warmth of his body, and her face flushed even more.

After some effort, Jiang Pan Die’s hand touched something soft, thin, and cool, and she boldly pulled it out.

Jiang Pan Die patted her chest, relieved, ”Thank goodness, nothing strange touched.”

Suddenly, Jiang Pan Die’s gaze landed on Lin Tian’s bulging crotch.

Instantly, her face was redder, and she snapped, ”Pervert!”

Lin Tian felt wronged; it’s a normal physiological reaction! But he didn’t retort, arguing over this was pointless.

Jiang Pan Die held the mask, thin as a cicada’s wing, and returned to her seat, examining it curiously.

The mask, at first glance, looked like a facial mask with eyes and mouth, but more elastic than a mask. Jiang Pan Die couldn’t pinpoint anything else for the moment.

”You could try putting it on.” Lin Tian said while eating.

Jiang Pan Die nodded, then took a small mirror from her bag and placed it on the table. Only then did she apply the mask to her face like a facial mask.

Pressing it firmly, the mask adhered perfectly to her face, like applying a tempered glass screen protector where the air is automatically pushed out.

Jiang Pan Die looked in the mirror, noticing her eyebrows becoming messy, eyes smaller, mouth bigger, and more freckles on her face; she promptly exclaimed, ”Ah!”

”Making such a fuss.” Lin Tian rolled his eyes.

This time, Jiang Pan Die didn’t lose her temper but was intrigued, occasionally blinking and opening her mouth, playing around happily.

”Lin Tian, where did you get this face mask, I mean mask? I want one too.” Jiang Pan Die looked at Lin Tian with wide eyes, thinking, ”With this mask, anywhere in the world is accessible for Jiang Pan Die! I can go wherever I want to roam, wherever I want to hang out!”

Lin Tian was eating, replying without lifting his head, ”Bought it from a friend, ten grand each.”

Jiang Pan Die slammed the table, saying generously, ”I’ll buy it for fifteen thousand!”

Without hesitation, Lin Tian nodded, ”No problem, I’ll give you my account info, you can transfer the money there. Let’s discuss the real business now.”

As he spoke, Lin Tian lifted his head.

Jiang Pan Die also set aside her playful thoughts, ”Do you want to start or should I?”

”You go first. I’m curious, what help do you need from me?” Lin Tian said.

”Actually, it’s pretty simple. I saw you dance street dance so cooly, originally wanted you to be in my music video, then found out on stage you sing so coolly too. So now, I want you to duet with me, and shoot a music video, how about that, don’t you feel like you’ve hit the jackpot? Aren’t you happy?”

Lin Tian pointed at his emotionless face and asked, ”Do I look happy to you?”

”Of course, you’ll be happy. This boosts your exposure significantly, gaining more fans.” Jiang Pan Die said excitedly.

”What good is that to me?”

Jiang Pan Die opened her mouth but found herself at a loss for an answer.

”You’re a star, I’m not. I don’t need many people liking me because it complicates my life; otherwise, there’s no need to wear a fake face. Everyone knows I’m a doctor; if everyone liked me and came to me for treatment, I wouldn’t be able to leave my house, right?”

Jiang Pan Die was speechless. It seems their situation is really different; he acts like he doesn’t want anything.

”Besides, I’m really busy too; recording a song and shooting a music video sounds really troublesome, I won’t do it.” Lin Tian waved his hand, directly rejecting.

”Hey, don’t be so heartless. We are friends after all; just help me out a little...” Jiang Pan Die said, gesturing with her right hand, using her thumb and forefinger to indicate a small amount.

Lin Tian:...

”What’s in it for me?”

”There are many benefits; you don’t want fame, but surely you want money? Helping me out comes with payment too!”

Lin Tian chuckled, ”Do you think I’m someone who’d be short of money?”

Jiang Pan Die was displeased, ”Don’t want fame, don’t want money. What do you want?!”

Lin Tian stared at Jiang Pan Die, his lips curling into a mischievous smile.

Jiang Pan Die seemed to think of something frightening, quickly moved her chair back several spots, and nearly shouted, ”If you want lust, go to someone else! Pervert! Rogue! Freak!”