The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 465 Why were you forcing me to say it was salty?

In the morning, Lin Li arrived at school by bicycle.

The campus, which is about to hold its New Year's Day garden party, looks quite different from usual.

From afar, you can see that most classes have hung eye-catching red banners outside the corridor walls outside the teaching building, which are simply promoting their class's activities for the day and inviting everyone to come and play.

As you approach the area between the first-year and second-year high school buildings, you can see that many people are making preparations in the open space between them.

There were four food carts in front of me, and some were even more impressive, with a bare stove and two big pots that they somehow managed to get, making the place smell more like a crematorium.

There's no need to worry about fires, as there's a fire extinguisher placed next to each of these food carts or stoves.

The fire hydrants on the first floor also appeared to have been wiped down last night. They were no longer covered in dust and looked brand new, ready to be used immediately. It's clear that the school is really going to great lengths for the safety of its students.

The open space wasn't just filled with food-related content; for example, a class was inflating an inflatable pool, with a water pipe nearby, suggesting they were recreating some kind of street game.

The vibrant scene of all things flourishing is still vivid in my mind.

No wonder Nansang Middle School separates the senior high school campus from the junior and sophomore campuses. Senior high school students are already like animals; if they were to witness junior and sophomore activities during holidays, some of them would probably decide to physically attack the concrete floor.

The carnival officially started at eight o'clock, and it wasn't finished yet. Lin Li glanced at it briefly and then walked towards Class 4.

"According to unofficial historical records, the infant corpse found in Cao Cao's tomb was identified by experts as the young Cao Cao after analysis. This discovery not only revealed some secrets of Cao Cao's life, but also provided valuable clues for us to understand his growth process."

Today, Bai Bufan wasn't in the classroom; he and a few boys were leaning on the corridor railing, telling each other unofficial histories.

This is normal, since the desks and chairs in the classroom were either moved outside last night or crammed into a corner. The space is now occupied by the games that Class 4 decided on and two machines.

It seems Xue Jian hasn't arrived yet.

After all, he was in charge of providing the ingredients and ice, and once he arrived, he would probably ask the guys in the group chat to come down and help him move some things.

"Tsk tsk, how come you all have such obvious dark circles under your eyes? Did none of you sleep at all last night?"

Lin Li, who was also leaning on the railing, noticed that Bai Bufan and the others looked a little listless and chuckled as he complained.

"Sigh, it's all these bastards' fault," Bai Bufan sighed disdainfully, pointing at Zhou Baowei, Qin Zeyu, and the others: "I've long been used to having cell phones at school, but they haven't."

"After several months of adjustment, I had a stable routine after returning to the dormitory, but they ruined it."

"You have a regular routine like those in the market," Lin Li sneered.

"It really is! I've really developed it!" Bai Bufan said angrily, seemingly afraid that Lin Li wouldn't believe him, and began counting his daily routine on his fingers:

“Aside from last night, I’ve been getting back to my dorm at 9:40 every day, washing up by 10:00, putting on my washed and dried sheets by 10:20, finishing playing on my phone and going to sleep by 11:00, taking a dump at 6:00, getting up at 6:10, and finishing washing up by 6:20…”

"Wait a moment." Lin Li frowned, realizing that things were not so simple.

"What's wrong."

"What time do you poop?"

"Six o'clock."

What time do you get up?

"6:10".

Lin Li calmly asked, "Where the hell did you shit?"

Bai Bufan calmly retorted, "Why do you think I always put on the washed and dried sheets at 10:20 every night after I get back to the dorm?"

Lin Li: "()"

"Great, there's even foreshadowing. Impressive. It's a real shame you don't write novels." Lin Li gave a thumbs up in approval.

"Really? No one has ever recognized me like this before."

The last time I impulsively wrote a fanfiction of *Dream of the Red Chamber*, I wrote several chapters in a row: "Grandma Liu's First Experience of Love," "Grandma Liu's Second Experience of Love," "Grandma Liu's Still Trying Love," "Grandma Liu Continues Lovemaking After Dinner," "Grandma Liu Wasn't Satisfied and Had Another Round of Lovemaking," and "Sage Mode: Grandma Liu Betrays Stalin." As a result, I was called an idiot.

Bai Bufan seemed somewhat insecure and said with a sense of inferiority.

"Isn't it normal for you to get criticized? When you write fanfiction, you have to focus on the main characters. To be frank, Granny Liu doesn't have many scenes in *Dream of the Red Chamber*. What if you replaced her with Grandmother Jia? For example, 'Grandmother Jia's First Experience of Love,' and you wouldn't get criticized."

Lin Li shook his head and offered some guidance.

"I see, I've learned something." Bai Bufan suddenly realized.

"Stop studying, Old Jiantou is calling for people in the group, let's go down." Wang Ze waved his phone from the side.

"OK."

The teachers' cars are great; they can drive directly into the school, and the group doesn't have to go all the way to the school gate. They can just go to the open space about 20 meters away on the first floor to get the supplies, which saves a lot of effort.

The "supplies" they received were actually just oden, ice, and fruit.

Other items that can be stored for a long time, such as sauces, disposable bowls, and disposable skewers, were brought to the classroom in advance.

Once the supplies were in place, everyone immediately began the final "preparation" before opening for business.

For example, oden itself needs to be cooked in advance, and some even need to be cooked for a long time. The same goes for smoothies and fresh fruit, which can be ground or cut into sizes suitable for use as toppings in advance.

Xue Jian, who came up with the boys, also took this opportunity to look around inside and out.

Still satisfied.

Although his age and experience meant that this kind of activity wouldn't really cause any trouble for Xue Jian, it was still gratifying to see that Class 4 of Grade 11 behaved like a normal class, even on the surface.

"Did you encounter any problems?" Xue Jian asked gently, looking at Chen Yuying, who was overseeing the overall situation.

Not yet.

"That's good. Yuying, does the teacher need to send a message to the group every time a payment is received?" Xue Jian asked.

In schools where cell phones are not allowed, cash is the usual currency. Class 4 even went out to exchange some change for this purpose. However, most people have cell phones these days, so online payments are a must-consider option.

However, Class 4 of Grade 1 is not a real shop, so it can only be a personal payment QR code.

Because it was a rotating shift system, no one could stay in the classroom all the time. After a brief discussion, they decided to use Xue Jian's QR code to receive payments.

"No need, teacher. Most people at school are very nice. They wouldn't try to take advantage of you for a few dollars. Besides, we'll have them show me the transfer details after they transfer the money." Chen Yuying didn't care about it.

"That's true." Xue Jian nodded.

He also believed in the quality of the students at Nansang Middle School, at least the vast majority of them.

Arriving at the entrance of Class 4, Xue Jian subconsciously glanced at the QR code for receiving payments that had already been hung up, and then paused slightly in surprise.

wrong.

(；☉_☉)？

He reached out and tapped the QR code with his fingers, then his lips twitched slightly: "Who put a new QR code on this payment code? This isn't mine, is it?"

It's outrageous that the high quality of students at Nansang Middle School doesn't mean that the high quality of students in Class 4 of Grade 1 is the same.

Lin Li, who was helping to put up promotional posters, was amused when he heard this and looked over.

That person is really despicable.

But the next second, Xue Jian turned his cold gaze toward him without hesitation.

Lin Li: "..."

Lin Li felt that this might also be considered a kind of reputation.

Some of the innocent people raised their hands, and Lin Li said helplessly:
"No, it wasn't me, teacher. It really wasn't me this time. I take responsibility for my actions. If it were me, I would be kneeling down by now."

"Moreover, even I think this kind of animalistic behavior—trying to take the fruits of everyone's labor for oneself and harming others for personal gain—is too much!"

Lin Li slapped his thigh hard.

He looked angry, and he really was angry—Lin Li felt that this behavior was indeed excessive, especially since he wasn't included!

Damn it, I'm so useless, I never even thought there was such a thing as a job I could do.

"Teacher, I'll go check the surveillance footage right now! Let's see which treacherous and despicable person it is!" Wang Ze peeked out and glanced at the footage, then clenched his fist in indignation and said disdainfully.

Lin Li looked at Wang Ze upon hearing this.

In such situations, the person who most wants to leave the crime scene is the most likely to be a suspect.

I thought it was Bai Bufan, but it turned out to be Wang Ze with his thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Why check the surveillance footage? Just scan the QR code and you'll know whose it is." Xue Jian seemed to understand this as well. After telling Wang Ze to stand still, he took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

Hearing a beep, it's clear that the scan was successful.

Lin Li curiously leaned closer: "Teacher, who is this little person?"

Xue Jian's expression was slightly strange. He turned to look at Lin Li and showed him his phone.

Above the QR code, the following information was displayed:

"Rain (AAA buildings stand tall)"

Lin Li, who was just laughing, suddenly stopped laughing: "(☉_☉)?"

The QR code for receiving payments will display the recipient's nickname plus their incomplete name (with an asterisk) if they are not a WeChat friend. If they are a friend, it will display their nickname and a note.

"Rain" is Lin Li's WeChat nickname, and "AAA Lin Li" is undoubtedly the nickname Xue Jian gave himself.

But Lin Li didn't have time to complain about how much weight he actually held in Xue Jian's heart—that he even had an "A" in his name.

Xue Jian: "Look, do you recognize who this 'scoundrel' is?"

Amid Xue Jian's increasingly mocking sneer, Lin Li raised his trembling hand:
"No! No, no, no!"

"Teacher, I didn't do this! This is a setup! This is definitely a setup!"

Without even thinking, Lin Li immediately turned his head menacingly and looked through the window into the classroom—"Bai! Bu! Fan!"

Who else but that scumbag Bai Bufan would go to such lengths to frame me?

I just thought it was outrageous that this person didn't include me when they did this, but now I realize it's even more outrageous that they did include me.

Bai Bufan, who was also by the window at that moment, approached with a somewhat innocent and confused expression. After seeing the situation clearly, he suddenly understood:
"Oh—that explains why Lin Li asked us boys yesterday if we had any alternate accounts, saying that if we did, he would transfer money to you, teacher, for us tomorrow morning."

"Now I understand. I guess Lin Li planned to use his own QR code to swindle money, and then transfer some dubious money to your QR code to fool us."

"Damn it," Bai Bufan said, seemingly disgusted, looking at Lin Li with extreme disdain, "It's one thing to have no sense of class honor, but to do something like this, Lin Li, disgusting."

Lin Li: “(〝▼ dishes▼)! ! ! "

They're not even going to put on an act of kicking someone when they're down.

"Wang Ze, go check the surveillance footage! I beg Heaven to judge who is loyal and who is treacherous!!!" Lin Li's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

"What are you investigating? The truth has already come out." Xue Jian paused and glanced over.

Lin Li: "?"

What does it mean to say, "Hasn't the truth already come out?"
The sky above Nansang Middle School was completely dark.

Ignoring Lin Li's stunned expression, Xue Jian stopped pressing down the QR code for payment, instead pressing the corner back down, and spoke again:

"Lin Li, if you like collecting money, then use yours. But remember, if the class is short one yuan, your self-criticism will be increased by one thousand words, and it's the same whether it's one yuan more or less."

Lin Li: "?"

The important thing now is no longer whether there is still law and order in Nansang Middle School, or whether there is still a bright and clear world. For every dollar less, we'll add a thousand words.

A thousand words for one yuan; even black slaves who read it called the plantation owner a good man.

What's most outrageous is why they have to add an extra dollar?

Bai Bufan's eyes lit up: "I'll offer ten!"

Lin Li: "(；☉_☉)?"

Why the hell are you offering ten dollars for a potion at this time?

“Bufan, you’re offering ten dollars, which means you’ll make up for any shortfall with this money, right?” Lin Li asked gently.

"Yes, that's right." Bai Bufan smiled gently.

"What the hell are you talking about! You're just trying to get me killed!!" Lin Li roared through the window, grabbing Bai Bufan's collar.

"Look at you, you know the answer but you still ask~ What a dishonest child~" Although her brain was almost shaken to its core, Bai Bufan still said shyly.

"Alright, stop shouting. Anyway, this task is now yours. Just be careful."

Xue Jian was too lazy to watch the dogs fight, and without waiting for Lin Li to argue, he walked straight into the classroom, looking like he didn't want to bother him.

"Bai Bufan, you're not even human."

Seeing that everything had settled down, Lin Li relaxed his movements and stared at Bai Bufan through gritted teeth.

"Who told you to get me into trouble in the bathroom last night?" Bai Bufan chuckled.

“But I’m already trying to be a decent human being,” Bai Bufan added immediately.

"I was originally planning to post your alternate account's payment QR code, since that would make it more authentic. I also didn't expect Old Jiantou to find out so early. I was planning to guide everyone to discover and attack you after the carnival started."

Using a secondary account is indeed more effective than directly using the main account, because directly using the main account is too enticing. Using a secondary account and guiding people to discover the account owner is Lin Li is something people are more willing to believe in.

Bai Bufan's mind is so gloomy that it has reached an inhuman level.

Bai Bufan sighed with some regret: "It's a pity that your alternate account's nickname is too inhuman. I only used your main account to protect your image."

Lin Li scratched his head upon hearing this.

The account was called "Shang Yang" on weekends, but it has now been renamed "Milk with sugar is sweet, but you're forcing me to say it's salty," which is indeed not suitable for public display.

Lin Li: "Thank you."

Bai Bufan: You're welcome.

This is called "thank you for your extraordinary achievements and for preserving your dignity."

Lin Li: "But I still want to take you, Masala."

Bai Bufan: "You're wrong, bro."

This is called "one code for one code".

Everyone spent some more time decorating and preparing the classroom. As the scheduled start time of the event approached, the school building's loudspeaker broadcasted the important notes again, and then announced the official start of the carnival.

Lin Li and the others are on duty for the third shift, which is in the middle of the morning, so they are free to move around now.

"Do you have any plans to go anywhere?" Lin Li asked Bai Bufan.

I don't plan to go find Chen Yuying or the "three of them" right now.

Firstly, Xue Jian is still present, and secondly, the girls have places they want to go and have fun, so there's no need for them to spend the whole morning together.

We can definitely meet up later, or go shopping together after our shifts.

"Yeah, I just saw that Class 14 has set up a coffee shop. I'm feeling a bit down right now, haha—"

Yawning is a magical thing. Seeing someone else yawn makes you want to yawn too. Once you think about it, the probability of wanting to yawn increases significantly. Bai Bufan just happened to yawn:

"So let's go grab some coffee to perk ourselves up. What do you say, do you want to come?"

"Sure, let's go." Lin Li was naturally indifferent.

Having reached an agreement, the two went upstairs.

I subconsciously stopped and looked around when we passed by some shops, so it took me a while.

Finally, the two arrived near Class 14.

"A maid cafe with drinks so good you can't help but rave!!! Come quick!!"

This is the wording on the signboard of Class 14.

Oh, it's uniform play again.

As the signboard says, there was a maid dressed in a maid outfit at the front door of Class 14 and a male servant dressed in a maid outfit at the back door.

The male servants were fairly familiar faces among the crowd.

Du Hansi.

This outfit probably wasn't custom-made; it was likely intended to be rotated and provided to many people, hence the standard size. This made it look even more comical on Du Hansi, who isn't short.

"Hey, Hansi," Lin Li greeted him.

"Damn it, Lin Li," Du Hansi said, already feeling hopeless enough in the maid outfit, but when he ran into an acquaintance, his voice was filled with utter despair. "I saw you wearing this, damn it."

"Why the tone?" Lin Li gently stepped forward, and after getting close enough, he touched Du Hansi's buttocks and quietly asked:

"Hans, would you like to play a game of guns with me?"

Du Hansi: "?"

Buhao! Before me stands Lin Li (Wang Zeshi).

"No, no." Du Hansi's half-step back was a serious gesture.

"That's great!" Lin Li exclaimed excitedly and gratefully as he looked at Du Hansi.

"I fucking said I didn't want to!!!"

Lin Li raised an eyebrow, his voice suddenly becoming calm, yet tinged with a hint of doubt:

"Nonsense, if you were willing, what kind of 'health game' would it be?"

Du Hansi: "(゜▽゜)?"
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The eighth generation of the "Shit-Moving Group" has been established.

The sixth incarnation lived to be 26 days old, the seventh to be 25 days old, and this time, in 24 days, we will surely win!
(End of this chapter)