The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 459 Chocolate-flavored poop and poop-flavored chocolate are not a multiple-choice question.

Chapter 459 Chocolate-flavored poop and poop-flavored chocolate are not a multiple-choice question.
December 12th, Monday.

According to unofficial historical records, the saying "One should have a son like Sun Zhongmou" was not Cao Cao praising Sun Quan. The real meaning was "I must raise a son like Sun Quan," which was an insult.

"Tsk, that translation is fine, but if you ask me, I'd say, 'A son should be like Bai Bufan!'"

"The dragon has nine sons, each different. The extraordinary one has two rows of heads. If you ask me, he's still the best."

Lin Li, who had just entered the classroom, found it hard to contain himself when he heard those words.

Their extraordinary racial advantages were still too overwhelming.

It really is.

Two rows vs. two, the advantage is mine!
However, if we really calculate it, Powell has a bigger advantage, since dogs usually only have 8-12, but pigs are basically in the range of 12-18.

"What are you staring at my chest for? It's a bit scary, Lin Li!" Sensing someone's gaze, Zhou Baowei shrank into a ball, looking at the other person warily.

"What is your blood sugar level, Bao?"

"What do you ask for this?"

"I want to know if the milk tea you produce in the future will be fragrant and sweet."

"...Lin Li, it seems that you consider canned herring mixed with beef offal soup to be a rather bland dish."

People can laugh when they're extremely speechless. After a brief silence, Zhou Baowei gave a difficult thumbs-up and made his comment.

This is the first time I've admired someone for their food.

Lin Licai is a true gourmand; he knows how to eat.

Back in his seat, listening to the chatter behind him, Lin Li's gaze fell on the blue beads on his wrist.

New products updated this morning.

【Water-repelling bead: When held in the mouth, it allows one to breathe underwater and move as if walking on flat ground.】

When carried on one's person, this effect will slowly transfer to the wearer. Once the transfer is complete, the water-repelling bead will become an ordinary bead.

The price wasn't too expensive, 150 system currency per piece. After thinking about it, Lin Li decided to buy one.

After testing it, Lin Li found that when he put the "water-repelling bead" in his mouth, the water no longer felt like "water" but like another kind of air. Whether he opened his eyes or breathed, he felt no discomfort. The pressure of the water pressure also disappeared completely, and his vision was not obstructed by the water waves.

I feel there are still some scenarios where it can be used, so it was a worthwhile purchase.

After morning self-study, it's time for Monday's class meeting.

The topic of conversation during the class meeting was, naturally, tonight's New Year's Eve party and tomorrow's garden party.

The main point of discussion about the garden party is the arrangement of supplies.

After all, most of the ice and fruit needed to make smoothies, as well as the ingredients and broth for oden, cannot be placed in the classroom in advance and need to be delivered on the morning of the same day.

This important task naturally fell to Xue Jian, the only homeroom teacher, and Lin Li, the only day student.

Xue Jian was responsible for the bulk of the expenses using his own car, while Lin Li was responsible for the smaller expenses and any subsequent additions.

When teachers and students are of one mind, their strength can break even metal!
At the garden party, watch closely! This is the exhilarating, age-gap friendship and twilight bond between Lin Li and Lao Jiantou!

"After the third period in the afternoon, I will come over and hand out cell phones to everyone. Then, wait for the school's broadcast announcement, and line up to do exercises on the playground according to the instructions. The chair areas have already been marked out," Xue Jian continued.

Unlike sports meets, parties require everyone to have a chair to sit on. The few chairs in the arts building weren't enough, so everyone had to carry their own chair to the playground.

If all classes bring their own chairs and go to the playground together, it will inevitably be too crowded. Therefore, the school will use the loudspeaker to direct the flow of students.

"There's something I want to mention about mobile phones."

"The school's intention in allowing everyone to bring mobile phones this time is good. It's meant to help everyone participate better in the New Year's Day activities, take photos to commemorate these youthful moments, and have something to remember them by in the future. It's definitely not for everyone to come to school to play games. Please make sure you understand this!"

"I especially want to emphasize this: if any of you are caught playing games on your phones during the grade-level assembly tomorrow afternoon, your phones will definitely be confiscated. Don't come begging me for mercy or promising not to play them again."

According to school rules, once collected, you can only retrieve it at the end of the semester; I won't ask for it for you in advance.

"Of course, we understand everyone's feelings. So, during the party, the garden party, and tonight in the dorms, as long as you're not blatantly playing games, most of us teachers will try to be understanding and consider it a special case, turning a blind eye."

"But, and I must say, but,"

"If you're unlucky and happen to run into a particularly strict teacher from another class or grade who's on duty or patrolling, and they see you playing games and confiscate your phones according to the rules, then you can only blame yourself."

Rules are rules. You can't assume you shouldn't be involved just because other teachers aren't. Let me be clear: when the time comes, we'll take the items away, and nobody can be blamed. You all know what's going on, so think it through carefully.

Faced with Xue Jian's emphasis, although no one took it seriously, no one dared to refute him, and they all listened quietly.

“I understand your implication, teacher. You’re ugly, so let me get this straight,” Lin Li’s voice suddenly came from the corner, “Then I’m handsome, so let me get this straight: Don’t worry, we will abide by it.”

The class paused for a moment, then began to suppress laughter.

Xue Jian: "(へ╬)!"

Who the hell taught you to punctuate like that?!

Xue Jian smiled: "Lin Li, you'll have to listen to the class meeting upside down."

Lin Li: "?"

Have we already skipped the standing punishment part?

……

More than seven hours have passed since the Linli upside-down figures were first seen.

"bell--"

As everyone waited with anticipation, the bell rang, signaling the end of the last class of the afternoon, and everyone instantly relaxed.

"Lin Li, my history teacher just said that the Tang Dynasty was the most valuable dynasty in history, but I disagree."

Bai Bufan looked toward the door, his legs trembling as he anticipated Xue Jian's appearance. Meanwhile, having nothing else to do, he struck up a conversation with Lin Li, who was already arrogantly playing with his phone.

"Oh, so what do you think it is?" Lin Li glanced at Bai Bufan, curious about what nonsense he was going to say.

"I think the Song Dynasty was the most valuable dynasty."

"What the hell kind of gold is in your stuff?" Lin Li laughed and cursed. "Yue Fei would find that incredibly awful."

"I don't understand what you're saying. I'm talking about Song Dynasty poetry. I think poetry is better than regular poetry; it's much more valuable," Bai Bufan replied seriously.

"You better be." Lin Li gave him the middle finger, but then added with some emotion, "Bu Fan, why is it that only the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties have distinctive literature? Why didn't the earlier dynasties have it?"

Bai Bufan frowned, realizing things weren't so simple. Instead of answering Lin Li's question directly, he narrowed his eyes and asked in return:

"Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan drama, Ming novels, Qing dynasty... a vast array of genres. The Qing dynasty's distinctive literature you're referring to wouldn't happen to be..."

Lin Li OVO: "Treaty".

"Damn it! I knew it!!!" Bai Bufan couldn't help but laugh.

Amidst the playful banter, the school's loudspeaker came on, signaling that the first- and second-year high school classes on the first floor could move their chairs and head to the playground.

Xue Jian also came in carrying his bag, which he had specially brought to store the students' cell phones, and began distributing the phones.

"Let me reiterate what we discussed in class meeting and during morning exercises: be careful when playing games on your phone—"

Lin Li: "Does anyone play Mini World? I need three people urgently."

Seeing Xue Jian put down his handbag and walk towards the corner with a teaching triangle ruler in his hand, Lin Li quickly covered his head and apologized: "I was wrong, I was wrong, teacher, I was just joking."

This thing might hurt a bit if it pricks you.

Xue Jian didn't bother arguing with Lin Li.

He was calculating in Class Four.

Therefore, Lin Li was only able to stop doing his handstand and carry his chair out the door when the broadcast announced that the classes on the second floor could go downstairs in an orderly manner.

I should have known better than to actually do a handstand this morning. Now it seems Xue Jian has discovered a new way to punish me.

One really shouldn't be too honest.

Seeing Xue Jian leading the way for the Imperial Army, Lin Li quickened his pace and walked alongside Chen Yuying, muttering to himself, "What a pity, we can't sit together tonight."

The arrangement of chairs on the playground was not arbitrary, as that would be too chaotic. Xue Jian directly determined the order of the exercises, which meant that all the girls were at the front. Although Chen Yuying was considered tall among the girls, she was still a long way off.

Lin Li knew that although no one would care if the seating arrangement was slightly changed, if he openly mingled into the group of girls, he would just have to see if Xue Jian would prick him.

"It's alright." Chen Yuying glanced at Xue Jian, who was leading the way for the Imperial Army, and gently patted the camera hanging on her chest with her free left hand. "When I get bored, I'll pretend to take pictures for everyone, and then I'll come and play with you."

The camera belonged to Xue Jian. He would hand it over to the class for team-building activities like sports meets and autumn outings, allowing everyone to record the scenes themselves. He would then select some parts and post them to the class group chat. Of course, anyone could use it, but it was generally assumed that it was with Chen Yuying. As a result, it was often assumed that Chen Yuying would be the one to take the photos.

Chen Yuying knew that although no one would care about minor seat adjustments, if she openly mingled next to Lin Li, it would be fine as long as Xue Jian didn't provoke Lin Li.

"Not bad, a promising young man." Lin Li nodded with a smile.

Actually, neither of them felt anything about having to spend most of the night apart.

If it were during the ambiguous stage before getting together, both parties might feel anxious and regretful about missing such a great opportunity, but now, there's no need for that.

"But, class monitor, let me test you. Do you know what a camera and Kobe have in common?" Before returning to the back of his own line, Lin Li tapped Chen Yuying's head lightly and asked in a low voice.

"Lin Li~ Get out of here." Chen Yuying playfully slapped Lin Li, urging him to hurry back to the back row.

Both cameras and Kobe Bryant can zoom.

Although she didn't want to admit it, Chen Yuying was certain that her life was pretty much ruined; she could tell the answer instantly. It was tragic.

Seeing this expression, Lin Li knew that Chen Yuying had understood, and he laughed heartily.

Halfway through his laughter, Xue Jian, who was leading the Imperial Army, turned around and gave him a cold look. He then sullenly rolled back to the back row.

As for helping Chen Yuying get a chair, there's no need for that. A chair isn't a table, and girls aren't that fragile. If you insist on helping her get one, it will only draw attention to yourself.

On the way back to the back row, as they passed Baowei head-on, Lin Li took a raisin out of his pocket and tossed it toward Baowei: "Baowei, catch!"

"What?"

"Raisins, of course."

Zhou Baowei popped one into his mouth. It tasted good, sweet and delicious, but one was far too few, so he looked at Lin Li with some lingering desire: "Where did you get this? Are there any more?"

"I think there are a few left, tucked under Ochi's chair. I can go get some more if you want," Lin Li replied casually. "By the way, do you want the fresh green ones, or the aged brown ones?"

Zhou Baowei and Wang Yuezhi: "(;☉_☉)?"

Zhou Baowei: "Lin Li, are you a dog?!"

"Can you stop spreading rumors, Lin Li! The area under my chair is perfectly clean!" Wang Yuezhi angrily pointed to the area under his chair, clearly feeling that Lin Li was lying down.

"So, are we still going to eat or not?" Lin Li asked Zhou Baowei impatiently.

Zhou Bao smacked his lips, the lingering taste of raisins in his mouth, and nodded: "Eat!"

He'd even accept it if it was just a booger!
Ladies and gentlemen, do you remember a famous question?
Would you choose to eat chocolate that tastes like poop or poop that tastes like chocolate?
If Zhou Baowei were to answer this question...

Then he would proudly give his answer—it depends on the situation. It depends on whether chocolate-flavored poop can fill him up. If it can't, he'll make do with poop-flavored chocolate!

This is the incredible, blood-pumping appetite that comes with Bao Weiwei's authentic bloodline! Don't underestimate the bond and friendship he shares with his stomach!

Of course, Bao Wei's ability to give such an answer was inseparable from the atmosphere in the back row of Class 4.

Just as Bai Bufan naturally accepted that he was a dog, and Lin Li naturally accepted that he was born, Zhou Baowei also naturally accepted his supreme identity as a swill bucket.

Jokes are only funny, and only when everyone is willing to take a joke, can they be truly hilarious.
To put it bluntly, someone who can only accept being joked about by others but resents being joked about themselves can't really hang out with their buddies.

"Not bad, you're teachable!"

In response to Zhou Baowei's answer, Lin Li laughed and tossed the small bag of raisins that had materialized in his pocket to Zhou Baowei.

……

Winter nights always come much earlier than summer nights. By the time the boys felt it was about time and set off from their dormitories toward the playground, it was only 5:50, but the sky was already dark. Although it wasn't completely dark yet, the moon was already visible.

The existing lights on the playground and the newly installed lights on the stage have all been turned on, and several spotlights shooting into the sky have left clear light trails.

The party was about to begin, and the playground was already packed with people, chatting and making noise.

I walked to the fourth class area and took a seat.

"Damn, why is the network suddenly so slow? I can't even load my pornographic pictures, let alone forward them," Yang Bangjie said, frowning.

Huang Tu Ge is in a super crisis!

This was a very serious problem, so the boys looked at Yang Bangjie with concern.

"There are a lot of people on the playground, and everyone is playing on their phones, so it's bound to lag," Lin Li pointed out the reason incisively.

"It wasn't this difficult during the sports meet, back when there were still seniors in high school."

"Back then, people weren't this densely packed. Besides, it's rare for everyone to be present at a sports meet. The total number of people on the playground wasn't even as many as all the first and second-year high school students would be here now, let alone the density," Lin Li chuckled.
"Of course, in a conspiracy theory case, it's also possible that the school deliberately blocked the signal so we couldn't use our phones."

"It seems I have no choice but to take action." Bai Bufan adjusted his non-existent glasses, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Lin Li and the others stared at Bai Bufan like idiots, waiting for him to continue spouting nonsense.

"The solution is simple: the school has built-in Wi-Fi. As long as we can connect to this Wi-Fi, we won't need to compete with others for the signal on the playground, and we can definitely load and forward erotic images smoothly."

Surprisingly, what Bai Bufan said wasn't nonsense; it actually made a lot of sense.

"Do you know the Wi-Fi password?" Qin Zeyu asked curiously.

"I don't know yet, but you don't know, do you? I'm actually a low-level shady character, and I'll try to decipher it." Bai Bufan sneered, revealing his true intentions.

Qin Zeyu was the first to break down: "What the hell are you criticizing?"

Lin Li scratched his head: "Bu Fan probably misspoke. He meant to say 'lower guest in black,' but I almost heard it as 'lower guest in black.'"

Qin Zeyu: "666, there's a second level."

However, amidst much anticipation, Bai Bufan revealed his understated and low-key approach – WiFi Master Key!

Hehe, failed miserably, couldn't decipher it.

waste.

During the beating of Bai Bufan, all the lights on the playground suddenly went out.

"Respected leaders and teachers—"

"Dear students—"

Good evening, everyone!!!

The voices of the male and female hosts, amplified by the speakers, resounded throughout the entire playground, instantly silencing the noise.

"...Tonight, the dazzling stage will ignite the passion of Nansang! I now declare the Nansang Middle School New Year's Eve Gala officially open!!"

With the speech concluded, the New Year's Eve party at Nansang Middle School officially began.

The crowd quieted down a bit and began to watch the show.

……

"Clap--"

"it is good!"

As the accompaniment faded, the song performance came to an end. Although it wasn't particularly spectacular, the students in the audience gave it a lot of emotional value, and the applause was thunderous.

"Thank you, Fang, for your wonderful performance. He used his singing to interpret..."

As usual, the hosts, who took turns on stage, began the segment connecting the different parts of the program.

Qin Zeyu stretched and looked at Wang Ze next to him with disdain: "Wang Ze, can you stop singing along? Did you take some kind of anti-rhythm drug? You're singing completely off-key."

Wang Ze: "So what if you can sing in tune? Your beloved still ran away, didn't she?"

Qin Zeyu: "?"

"Are you fucking crazy?" Qin Zeyu laughed and cursed. "I haven't even found 'her' yet, how could I run away?"

Lin Li smiled and said that sitting would reduce his height advantage, and it was quite tiring to keep craning his neck to watch the show, so he got up and stretched.

Then his brow furrowed slightly, and his gaze settled on two people from the class two next to each other who were getting up and leaving.

He looked at the two of them.

Or rather, looking at a virtual screen in front of you.

Yo.

Come live.

(End of this chapter)

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