My incredible luck and the girl I picked up

After learning from Leng Yihan that the two had a fight, some people tried to persuade them to reconcile, but naturally, all their efforts were in vain.

Time flew by, and a month passed. The cold war lasted for a month, during which the two had not reconciled, and there was not even a sign of improvement.

Meanwhile, the school festival had already begun.

34. About the rehearsal before the school festival and Leng Yihan's forced cross-dressing

"Don't let me down tomorrow, you eight cosplayers!"

"Yeah, good luck to all eight cosplayers! Don't be afraid! We're cheering you on from below!" Hearing Zhao Siqi and the whole class cheering them on, all eight of them showed a relieved smile.

"Your support is enough!"

"Alright! The eight of you responsible for cosplay, stay for the final rehearsal. Don't forget to practice for the class competition too! Class dismissed!" Zhao Siqi waved her hand cheerfully to dismiss the get out of class. The eight cosplayers left the classroom and headed straight for the screening room.

During the school festival, the eight members not only had to cosplay but also perform, and this performance was essentially a "fight" between the eight of them.

The process involves eight people divided into four groups of two. Each group performs a one-on-one sparring demonstration, after which the competition officially begins.

The teams drawn were the first starting lineup, with Chen Wei facing Ye Zixing.

Next, in the second group, Miao Xingyin faced Leng Yihan.

Then came the third group, Huang Ziwei versus Mo Ruyu.

The final fourth pair was Leng Binglan versus Lin Yin.

Today is the last day of rehearsal. The eight of them have almost memorized how to fight and how to do it. The official Oracle team has specially assigned instructors to guide them on the movements.

Characters like hunters, bards, priests, and magicians are mainly for showcasing special effects. The special effects artist practiced with the four of them many times, but the eight of them were still students after all, and there were still quite a few mistakes.

"Come on, let's do our best, everyone." The instructor patted the eight of them on the shoulder, and they began their first rehearsal.

"Let's welcome the eight students from Class 1 of Grade 11 to perform for us, dressed as the eight professions from the Oracles! Please welcome them!" After hearing the host finish reading, Chen Wei and Ye Zixing from the first group took a deep breath and rushed from backstage to the front stage when the lights were off.

The lights were turned on, and the two people were already posing, standing in the center.

"Start!" the instructor shouted. This "start" was not actually shouted during the performance; the two actors had to prepare it themselves.

Upon hearing this, the two immediately began fighting. Ye Zixing threw a punch to Chen Wei's face as a sign of respect, which was blocked by Chen Wei's large shield. Then, Chen Wei countered with his longsword.

Ye Zixing immediately raised her hand and used her gauntlets to open the longsword. Taking advantage of the moment when the longsword was opened, Chen Wei was exposed and she punched him in the chest.

Chen Wei quickly jumped back to the maximum distance to dodge Ye Zixing's punch, and used his attack range advantage to wear down Ye Zixing.

Ye Zixing wasn't in a hurry. When Zuo Chong tried to circle around to the back, Chen Wei anticipated his position and turned to block. However, he didn't expect it to be a feint. Ye Zixing took a big step around to the right and punched Chen Wei in the head. The action stopped at that moment, and the lights went out.

"Next group!" the instructor called out again. Miao Xingyin and Leng Yihan went on stage, and when the lights came on again, the two were more than 20 meters apart.

Without waiting for the instructor to call "start," Leng Yihan took a step forward and rushed towards Miao Xingyin. Miao Xingyin was not in a hurry. The two were quite a distance apart, and with the help of the holographic projection, she created a living ice wall to block Leng Yihan's retreat.

Although she knew it was possible to pass through, she wanted it to be real. Leng Yihan was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways and hugged the ice wall to go around it. At the same time, Miao Xingyin had already started the Ice Mage's Blizzard.

Snowflakes fell into the room, then became incredibly heavy. Leng Yihan's steps slowed down, but she continued to approach Miao Xingyin.

Miao Xingyin unleashed one ice-type mage skill after another, but Leng Yihan dodged them all.

Finally, the blizzard disappeared, and Leng Yihan vanished from Miao Xingyin's sight, appearing behind her with a dagger already pressed against her throat.

The scene froze at that moment, the lights dimmed again, the instructor remained silent, and Leng Yihan and Miao Xingyin immediately switched places with Huang Ziwei and Mo Ruyu.

As the lights shone brighter, Mo Ruyu, the bard, and Huang Ziwei, the priest, stood in the center of the stage. The moment they met, they activated a shield, surrounded by dazzling special effects, and their skill trees and skill cooldown times appeared in the air.

The two began a fierce exchange of blows, and colorful special effects exploded on the stage. The moment their skills were exhausted, the surroundings were plunged into boundless darkness once again.

"You guys... good luck," Leng Yihan whispered to the two women who were ready.

"Hmm." 2

The lights came on again, and Leng Binglan and Lin Yin stood on the stage, fifty meters apart.

Leng Binglan held a katana, and although she carried a greatsword on her back, it did not affect her agile movements at all. She dodged one arrow after another shot by Lin Yin and quickly approached Lin Yin.

Lin Yin did the same, and while shooting, she began to kite Leng Binglan. One after another, arrows with special effects flew through the air, but Leng Binglan easily dodged them.

As Leng Binglan got close, she suddenly jumped up, shoved her katana into the scabbard at her waist, and drew her greatsword, slashing at Lin Yin in mid-air.

Lin Yin narrowly dodged the earth-shaking attack of the Cold Ice Blue Greatsword. As the earth-shaking effect appeared, Lin Yin's bow was already aimed at Cold Ice Blue's head.

The lights dimmed again, indicating that the performance was over. When they came back on, the eight people stood in the center of the stage and bowed to the audience.

"Great! Very good, there are basically no mistakes." The instructor came out from backstage and clapped his hands.

"However, the next step is to try on the clothes properly."

"Great!" Everyone was excited after hearing the instructions, except for Leng Yihan.

"Coach Huang...can't I change into a different outfit?" Leng Yihan asked with a tearful face, but Coach Huang shook his finger.

"No, no, there's not enough time to make the costume. Yihan, just trust your looks!"

"Isn't it obvious that you want to see this too..." Leng Yihan covered her face in despair when she saw everyone's expectant eyes.

He can't escape cross-dressing after all...

Leng Yihan thought to herself, and the eight people, separated by gender, went into the changing room to change their clothes. However, since the clothes were difficult to change, staff members would help them change.

However, the most embarrassed person was Leng Yihan. Although she didn't have to change in the dressing room with the others, she had to change into women's clothes in front of several young ladies. She hesitated because she had finally made up her mind to wear women's clothes.

"Miss... could you please leave for a moment? I'm so embarrassed to take off my clothes in front of a girl..." Leng Yihan said awkwardly. Unexpectedly, the staff member smiled knowingly and patted Leng Yihan's back comfortingly.

"Don't worry, I'll be in the corner with my back to you. If you have any problems, just call me and I'll help you." After saying this, the young lady turned around and leaned against the corner. Only after Leng Yihan was sure she wouldn't turn around did she take off her clothes.

Looking at the assassin's outfit, Leng Yihan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked up the clothes, only to find some strange things falling out of them.

If I'm not mistaken, this thing is... a bra and... and a breast prosthesis...

Leng Yihan's hand froze in mid-air, just as the staff member behind her spoke up.

"Oh right, you have to wear a bra and breast implants. Also, do you know how to use a voice changer? If not, there's a voice changer over there. I don't want to see a girl with a boy's voice."

"Hey, how can you be so sure I look good in women's clothes?!" Leng Yihan complained, picking up her bra and, after much hesitation, putting on the lower half of her outfit first.

First, she put on her shorts, then her over-the-knee socks and boots. Leng Yihan stood up and walked around. Fortunately, it didn't affect her movement. They felt no different from ordinary sneakers. She didn't know how she did it.

After another minute of hesitation, Leng Yihan reached out and picked up the bra, but didn't know how to put it on.

Is asking for help the only option left...? Oh well, it's come to this point, there's no use being shy now.

“Miss… how do you wear this thing…” Leng Yihan pondered for a while before calling out to the young lady who had been facing the wall.

"Hmm? Not bad at all. If you only look at the lower half, everything's perfectly perky, and the legs are so slender, white, and flawless. Are they really a guy's legs? Oh, I'm getting more and more excited to see you after you've changed your clothes~"

The young woman grinned mischievously, took the bra and the prosthetic breast from Leng Yihan's hand and placed them on the table, stuffed the prosthetic breast into the bra, and handed it to Leng Yihan.

"You put it on, I'll fasten it for you." Leng Yihan endured the embarrassment and put on the bra. Although it was troublesome for him to fasten the back clasp by himself, he quickly put it on with the help of the young lady.

"Alright, now it's time for the last part, the upper body." Leng Yihan muttered, picked up the shirt and put it on. However, it was probably intentionally designed that the shirt only covered a little bit above her navel. Leng Yihan felt ashamed again after putting it on.

"Ah, she's so cute! Her chest! Her legs! Her belly button! Her adorable little face..." After Leng Yihan changed into all the women's clothing and put on a wig, the gentle staff member who was originally in Leng Yihan's eyes now looked like a lovesick woman.

"...Please tone it down a bit." Leng Yihan said in a girlish voice devoid of emotion after a moment of silence.

"Oh! A girl assassin with no personality! Nice voice imitation!" Seeing the girl who had gone crazy, Leng Yihan picked up the big coat of the assassin outfit and prepared to go out, but was stopped by the girl.

"Actually... I didn't just help you change clothes... I also did your makeup..." Hearing the young lady's words, Leng Yihan froze on the spot, turned around stiffly, and replied expressionlessly.

"Then hurry up."

……

"Why is Yihan so slow?" Miao Xingyin said impatiently, sitting in a chair and holding the 1.8-meter-long staff.

Miao Xingyin is currently wearing a magic robe, which is mainly red and black with gold as the secondary color. It reminds people of a certain anime character, yes, the one who only knows how to explode nuclear bombs all day long.

"You're probably struggling with cross-dressing, but you don't need to force people to do this. Although I'm not particularly looking forward to it either, we should let people take their time." Chen Wei pushed up his glasses, which reflected a strange light.

Chen Wei was wearing heavy armor, and in his hands were the round shield and longsword he had used in the previous performance.

"Chen Wei, you're looking forward to it too, right? Don't say that. I'm also looking forward to Yi Han wearing women's clothes. She's such a tsundere, saying she wouldn't wear them, but she did now."

Huang Ziwei, dressed in a priest's robe, casually squeezed her breasts in front of her, causing them to bounce bouncyly, almost making Chen Wei's eyes pop out of their sockets.

"But Ye Zixing, what's with your outfit? Philosophy? Pfft, hahaha..." Miao Xingyin looked at Ye Zixing's attire. Boxers wear very little clothing, and his upper body is almost completely naked, exposing Ye Zixing's muscles to the air, which made Mo Ruyu's face turn red.

"Huh? Could it be that Mo Ruyu is shy?" Huang Ziwei noticed that Mo Ruyu was silently covering her face with her huge sleeve, but Huang Ziwei could still see the blush on her face.

"No, no!" Mo Ruyu lowered her hand, her blushing face contrasting sharply with her bard's outfit, the Forest Elf.

"You're blushing, aren't you? I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, Binglan. You can even accept such revealing clothes." After teasing Mo Ruyu, Huang Ziwei turned her attention to Leng Binglan, whose exposed skin was the most prominent.

"Hmm! On the contrary, anyway, the key parts are all covered up well, it's just a matter of showing a little more hands and legs..." Leng Binglan said, her voice getting softer and softer, and her confidence becoming less and less.

"Lin Yin, your outfit is just too... how can it be so dazzling!"

"Huh? Really? This is just an outfit made based on my game character!" Lin Yin said, turning around to show off the details of the outfit.

Lin Yin was wearing the same Forest Elf series as Mo Ruyu, but naturally she was wearing hunting gloves, which were much lighter than the bard's set.

"What...are you doing?" A clear, cold female voice interrupted the conversation. A beautiful girl with black hair stood expressionlessly next to Miao Xingyin, holding two daggers.

"Huh?" 7

The eight people were stunned, staring blankly at the beautiful black-haired girl.

"What, you changed your clothes and don't recognize me?" the pretty girl said, revealing a smile.

"Then, then, then, that...you, you are...?" Chen Wei said, frantically raising his glasses.

"Who am I...?" The beautiful girl seemed to be thinking, her finger touching her pink lips. Chen Wei rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

"Heh, your acting is really good..." The 'beautiful girl's' alluring posture and seductive voice disappeared, replaced by Leng Yihan's familiar voice.

"Huh?! Yihan?!" Miao Xingyin stood up in disbelief, staring wide-eyed at the almost perfect beauty in front of her.

"It's alright, it just looks better with some makeup on..."

“Goddess Yihan! I can finally call you Goddess Yihan openly!” Hearing Miao Xingyin’s words, Leng Yihan’s eyebrows twitched.

The next moment, a sharp rap on the head snapped Miao Xingyin out of her excitement.

"Alright, Chen Wei, wake up. You're really good at pretending." Leng Yihan walked over and casually kicked Chen Wei, who was lying on the ground convulsing.

Chen Wei, who had just looked like he was on the verge of death, suddenly returned to normal, calmly stood up, and adjusted his glasses.

"Ah, as expected, men should know when to advance and act accordingly!"