The Most Random System

Wang Yuezhi suddenly felt that he could recall and utilize the current scene when playing the clown the day after tomorrow.

Damn, even more heartbroken.

The clown potion really melts as soon as it enters the mouth.

So Wang Yuezhi didn't want to discuss this topic any further, waved his hand dismissively, and cursed with a cold face:

"Without this scene, can't you just create and imagine this scene in your mind? Can't improvise even a bit? Useless, lifeless guy who's never had this kind of experience..."

"Mentor, please elaborate, what kind of scenes should I imagine? You seem to have a lot of experience."

Lin Li, who was scolded, wasn't annoyed but continued to humbly seek advice.

Wang Yuezhi: "..."

Your mom.

Wang Yuezhi took a deep breath, hesitated several times, and finally spoke: "I actually don't have much experience, but my friend does in this area. He taught me a lot."

"The meaning of learning is in passing on, so now I'll pass on the secrets my friend told me to you. You'd better not embarrass me the day after tomorrow."

"Understood, Mentor!" Lin Li nodded.

"I'll just give you a few scenarios." Wang Yuezhi began describing how the brain should create settings during a clown performance:

"My friend told me, for example, when taking pictures, you think a girl is taking photos of you and tells you to look at the camera, but when you give a scissors hand, it turns out she's actually taking pictures of the people behind you."

Lin Li suddenly realized.

This event is also recorded in Lin Li's memory.

No wonder the last time Wang Yuezhi suddenly scratched his head in front of me, and used a scissors hand gesture to scratch it.

I thought at the time he wanted a haircut because he felt his hair was long.

Turns out it was like this.

"And for instance, my friend told me, a girl suddenly calls your name, you look up excitedly, but she actually wanted you to pass something to another guy."

Lin Li suddenly realized.

This event is also recorded in Lin Li's memory.

The last time I got Chen Yu Ying's workbook for proofreading, Wang Yuezhi handed it to me with a grumpy face.

"For example, my friend told me,

A girl you like shyly approaches you over the weekend and says 'I want to go to the movies with someone I like... are you free tonight?'

You excitedly respond 'Free! Free! Of course I'm free!' You do seven or eight somersaults on your bed, start preparing clothes to wear when going out, but when you're ready and check your phone—

The girl's message says 'Great, then please help with the class statistics table tonight, thank you, friend of Wang Yuezhi.'

At this time, you actually want to say 'Sorry, I just got notified I'd have to perform in a circus temporarily, no time,' but in the end, because of that liking, you don't send it."

Wang Yuezhi's speech got slower and sadder.

Lin Li suddenly... wait, how come Lin Li doesn't recall this?

"There's something like this?" Lin Li frowned and asked.

Chen Yu Ying personally handles matters related to the class and wouldn't pass responsibilities to others just to go out, moreover, I've never gone to the movies with her.

"This is a memory from my friend's junior high school time." Wang Yuezhi explained.

Lin Li suddenly understood.

So that friend of Wang Yuezhi's has been doing this since junior high, not just starting to be a clown in high school.

Reasonable.

Understood.

So Lin Li nodded to signal Wang Yuezhi to continue.

"My friend told me..."

"My friend told me..."

Wang Yuezhi kept on going; the scenarios from his friend seemed endless.

Honestly, Lin Li really wanted to meet this friend of Wang Yuezhi's because Lin Li discovered too many similarities in their experiences, there must be many common topics to talk about.

But noticing that as Wang Yuezhi continued, his expression looked more like he was reenacting "It: Chapter Two", Lin Li was concerned that furthering it might make Wang Yuezhi cry for his friend, thus he gestured for him to pause.

Lin Li nodded:

"That's enough, Mentor, I think I got a bit of a feel for it."

The desolate Wang Yuezhi rubbed the corners of his eyes, nodded: "As long as you feel it, it's not in vain for my friend's memories. Start performing then, don't disappoint me and my friend."

"Mm!"

Scene, construct!

Mind, puzzle!

The brain quickly spinning, Lin Li swiftly asked:

"Mentor, how is my expression now? Do I have the soul of a clown?"

Wang Yuezhi squinted his eyes, staring at Lin Li, or to be precise, at the gradually rising corners of Lin Li's mouth.

"?"

"Wait! Lin Li, are you fucking laughing!?"

"Hahaha, damn, I'm sorry, Mentor, when these scenarios appear in my mind, I can't hold it back." As soon as Wang Yuezhi asked, Lin Li burst into laughter.

The same scenarios recreated, the perspective Lin Li inserted into was a bit different from that of Wang Yuezhi's friend.

It's truly hilarious.

"Can you still laugh!?"

Wang Yuezhi who just had red eyes and nose now blushed from temperature.

After this period of study, he had really developed some interest in the clown profession, otherwise, he wouldn't learn these techniques.

He can accept a talentless student, but cannot tolerate a student who disrespects clowns!

Without contrast, there's no harm.

...If...if it were Chen Tianming... it wouldn't be like this, right...Chen Tianming...why did you waste your talent...

Seeing Wang Yuezhi so sad, Lin Li gave himself a slap.

Recognizing his own folly, Lin Li held back his laughter and forced a serious tone:

"I'm sorry Mentor, I'll try again."

"..."

"Pfft—hahaha—"

"..."

"Stop it, Lin Li, I don't want to teach you anymore, you're not good at this at all." Seeing Lin Li's expression still devoid of soul, showing no progress, Wang Yuezhi felt a deep sense of despair, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said decadently.