Chapter 260: I have a plan that could make the Han and Wei dynasties destroy each other

"This base needs water added first; I'm going to the restroom." Lin Li put away the parasol he had already opened and said to the others.

A portable parasol like this couldn't be fixed to the ground with screws, naturally, but making the base too heavy would be cost-ineffective and unsuitable for transport, so they were usually hollow and could be filled with water to add weight.

"This thing needs that much water? The shop that rented it to us is truly damned," Bai Bufan commented sharply upon hearing this.

Lin Li chuckled: "Bufan, don't buy large bottles of mineral water in the future; the water content in those is also quite serious."

"Thanks for the reminder." Bai Bufan took it to heart.

So, Lin Li carried the base and headed toward the playground restroom behind the rostrum.

"You, you've come."

Just as Lin Li walked into the restroom, he heard a heavy male voice from one of the stalls speaking to him.

What kind of call of destiny is this?

Am I finally not the child left over from the selection?

Although it was somewhat inexplicable, Lin Li still responded while walking toward the sink: "I, I've come."

"What did you come for?"

Is this not a line from Gu Long either? Lin Li turned on the faucet and spoke the truth: "To get water."

"When are you leaving?"

"I'll leave once it's full." Although the other party was overly familiar, Lin Li was also a social terrorist—someone who makes others feel terrified in society.

After all, as the saying goes, more friends mean more paths; girls have a future, and boys have a way out.

"Don't leave; come over to my side," the other party said with a laugh.

"Not a brother, you're taking a dump, right? Why would I go over there?" Lin Li frowned, his voice rising a bit.

"Never mind, I'll call you back later; there seems to be someone next to me." The male voice continued in a low tone before raising his volume toward the inside of the restroom: "Hello? Was someone talking just now? Were you talking to me?"

Lin Li: "(; ゜o゜)?"

Haha, how awkward; this is no place to stay long. Lin Li carried the water-filled base and left quickly.

The parasol was set up, and the tables and chairs were arranged in no time.

Zhou Baowei arrived at this moment, carrying a case of mineral water and a box of energy-replenishing snacks, and placed them on the ground.

These were bought with class funds and provided to the class's participating athletes during the sports meet.

Of course, those who weren't participating could drink them too, though their priority was lower; it just depended on whether Zhou Baowei was willing to leave any for them.

"You didn't sneak any, did you, Baowei?" A cook who doesn't steal means the harvest won't be gathered; Lin Li questioned him.

"Lin Li, the packaging hasn't even been opened; don't you understand yet?" Zhou Baowei, having been wronged, pointed at the intact food and water and scolded him with a laugh.

"I understand," Lin Li nodded first, then pointed angrily at Zhou Baowei: "You bastard, you stole a whole box! And you stole 24 bottles of water!"

Zhou Baowei: "???"

You bastard.

If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext.

Zhou Baowei was convinced; Lin Li was clearly treating him like a Black person stealing chocolate.

"Lin Li, you can't just because you're standing under a parasol, treat yourself as a sun-avoiding object, right?" Zhou Baowei said with disdain.

"Hahaha—" Lin Li froze for a moment, then looked up at his sun-avoidance, unable to hold back his laughter.

Baowei's attack power had also caught up.

"I could eat that much in the time it takes to go back and forth; do you think I'm a glutton?"

"What's a glutton?" Lin Li asked, confused.

"I don't know how to write the characters for 'taotie'."

"Oh, oh, reasonable."

After everything was set up, Lin Li went to the spectator stand to check the area assigned to their class.

Not bad; it was near the finish line, slightly past it, but fortunately, the position was high and the view was good. As long as they stood up, their line of sight could clear the crowd standing around the finish line.

Afterward, the group headed toward the dormitory.

It was past ten o'clock now; Lin Li needed to remove his makeup and change into normal clothes, and Chen Yuying and Ding Sihan also needed to prepare for their afternoon events.

Chen Yuying had given him the makeup remover in the morning; it was in the schoolbag he had left in Bai Bufan's dormitory.

Back at the dorm, he removed his makeup.

Lin Li's makeup was much heavier than that of the Great Qing's number one assassin, so by the time he finished removing it completely, it was already past eleven.

"When are we going to the cafeteria?" Lin Li poked his head into the dorm.

The two people playing games didn't even look up.

"Let's order takeout; we're not going to the cafeteria."

"Right, takeout. Hey, Bufan, how did you handle the real-name registration? Did you use your family's ID cards?" Zhou Baowei also nodded, then kicked the upper bunk with his foot to ask.

"No, just search for 'lost ID card' on Douyin; it's full of fresh ID information. Just grab one and use it. I even used their info to register for gay websites."

"It really works." Zhou Baowei learned new knowledge.

"No, you two, stop talking about ID cards. The cafeteria is less than a hundred meters away; are you really ordering takeout?" Lin Li interrupted them.

"Eating takeout in a closed-off high school dormitory, this feeling of depraved taboo—just thinking about it makes me obsessed and excited. Lin Li, you wouldn't understand as a day student," Bai Bufan replied.

"……Lin Li, you wouldn't understand as a day student." Zhou Baowei was an echo chamber, suspected of being an Onmyoji player.

"You like depraved taboos so much? Bufan, then do you like mother-daughter bowls?" Lin Li asked after a moment of silence.

"How did you know that's a tag I often search for when reading manga? You know, I've never had much morality; forbidden manga has harmed me for too long."

When it came to this topic, he had to look up. Bai Bufan took his eyes off the game interface and looked at Lin Li.

"Do you have any recommended license plate numbers? Please, this is really important to me."

"What's the point of manga? Do you want to play in reality? I have channels." Lin Li said with a chuckle.

"I do." Bai Bufan nodded.

Although he knew that the answer Lin Li might give later could be a pile of shit, he had to taste it.

The King of Eating Shit should have such awareness.

"Go back to your hometown and find a hen; when she's laying an egg, reach out your hand and push it back in." Lin Li gave the answer. "Of course, you don't have to use your hand, but I don't recommend it."

Bai Bufan: "?"

No?

You?

Bai Bufan admitted he was prepared, but he was definitely underprepared.

"You bastard... awesome... damn." Bai Bufan thought about the scene and then laughed out loud, feeling raw.

No matter what angle you look at it from, it's very depraved.

"I've decided; I'll order a mother-daughter rice bowl for takeout later." Bai Bufan was moved.

Rice + fried chicken + egg, perfect.

"Fine, order takeout if you want. Where should the address be sent? It won't be the school gate, right? If I have to go to the gate to get it, I might as well go to the cafeteria." Lin Li didn't care, but he was too lazy to go to the cafeteria alone, so he asked.

"No need, just write the iron gate of the dormitory building. You can go down and get it directly." Bai Bufan explained. "I'll send you the specific description on WeChat."

"Okay."

"Are you really eating that rice bowl? Or should the three of us order something else together?" Lin Li asked again.

"Let me see after I finish this round." Bai Bufan's hands didn't stop moving.

"Bai Bufan, can't you pause the game and eat first?" Lin Li suddenly shouted.

"Who are you pretending to be?" Bai Bufan didn't even look up. "And calling me by my full name, Lin Li, you're really living your life."

Bai Bufan then asked with some amusement: "Lin Li, do you think nursing homes forty years from now will become e-sports rooms, where grandsons who lose games frequently will kneel at the door of the nursing home and shout, 'Please, ancestor, come out of retirement'?"

"Heh, forget it. In reality, you won't even be able to press the keyboard by then. The only thing you'll do every day is raise your hand and say to the caregiver, 'Caregiver, I've shit on the computer case again,' and then be spun around like a top by the red-faced caregiver." Lin Li sneered.

Bai Bufan: "..."

The imagery was strong; he had already been spun into the air.

"Okay, okay, just put it behind the railing; I'll go get it later."

Bai Bufan's phone rang first, and then he stood up, stretched, and walked off the bed.

"Bufan, look at this." Lin Li was scrolling through short videos; he laughed out loud when he saw something funny and signaled for Bai Bufan, who had come down, to look first.

"Coming."

"Finished looking. What's the funny part?" Bai Bufan asked with some confusion.

"You didn't understand, did you? Watch it again later and you'll know; pay attention to the subtitles." Lin Li explained, holding back his laughter.

After being dragged by Lin Li to watch it for a long time without figuring out what was interesting, Bai Bufan suddenly realized something was wrong, stood up, and pointed at Lin Li in horror:

"Are you stalling for time?"

Lin Li stopped smiling at this moment, exited the background, looked at the message that the rider was 50 meters away, and curled his lips again.

"Bufan, remember to help me get my takeout while you're at it; you should be there just as it arrives."

Bai Bufan: "..."

You bastard, you're using all your dirty tricks on me.

"Fine." Bai Bufan sighed.

Zhou Baowei, who was on the side, poked his head out and smiled awkwardly: "Haha, Bufan, I have a video here that's also very..."

"Baowei, I wish you a bright future." Bai Bufan left only that sentence before turning and walking away.

"What does that mean? Is he scolding me?" Zhou Baowei couldn't understand.

"Many years later, before Zhou Baowei buried his head in a stinking toilet and ended his life by drowning, he realized that 'bright future' was a way of saying goodbye, so he said, 'My toilet, I wish you a bright future.'"

Lin Li added the appropriate narration at this moment.

Zhou Baowei: "..."

"So that's what 'bright future' means? Bai Bufan is pretending to be literary, you bastard."

"Is that really what you're refuting?" Lin Li was somewhat surprised.

Zhou Baowei: "..."

No!

"It seems many people had the same idea as us; the railing is full of takeout." Bai Bufan, who had returned, said after handing Lin Li his takeout.

As a result, Bai Bufan, who was sitting in his seat unwrapping his takeout, suddenly let out a cry.

"What's wrong?" Lin Li turned back, confused.

"I was bitten by the takeout." Bai Bufan showed a small drop of blood on his thumb. He had been pricked by a staple while opening the bag.

Nothing serious.

Fortunately, Bai Bufan wasn't an idol trainee, otherwise, he would have had to call an ambulance by now.

"Lin Li, after being bitten by the takeout, I now feel my senses are enhanced, and a figure in a yellow vest riding an electric scooter has appeared in my mind, summoning me to merge with him. Am I about to become the superhero Takeout Man?"

Bai Bufan closed his eyes and said in a somewhat dazed state.

Lin Li: "..."

He's sick.

But if Bai Bufan weren't sick, Lin Li wouldn't hang out with him.

"Your wound is more serious than I thought; I'm afraid it's already endangered your brain." So Lin Li hurriedly searched around the dorm, and finally, he used his finger to scrape a piece of rust off the bed frame in the corner and handed it to Bai Bufan:

"Bufan, hurry and apply this to the wound; it's especially effective for your situation."

Bai Bufan: "?"

!

"Are you treating me like SpongeBob with a splinter in his thumb?"

After the bell for the end of the nap was replaced by the "Athletes' March," the people in the dorm got up and prepared to go downstairs.

The weather was indeed nice.

Although it was noon, only sparse sunlight could pass through the clouds and sprinkle onto the playground, and a light breeze brought a hint of coolness.

The playground had changed a bit.

The high jump area, the starting smoke screen, the starting blocks, the finish line tape... and other things needed for the competition had all been configured during the remainder of the morning.

Lin Li walked toward the parasol of Class 4 to see who was acting as the sun-avoiding object.

After getting closer, he saw Chen Yuying.

Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, retract the previous thought.

The hair that had been draped loosely was now tied into a high ponytail, and the long, black hair shone with a faint luster in the sunlight.

A high ponytail is truly a hairstyle with a strong sense of youth.

Outside the school setting, Lin Li realized he hadn't really seen this hairstyle anywhere else, and he didn't know why.

She was wearing a black jacket, and inside was a white sports vest that outlined her graceful curves just right; her shoulder and neck lines were smooth, and her collarbone was faintly visible.

Her long, straight legs extended from her light gray sports shorts, and her skin looked fair and lustrous in the sunlight.

After getting closer and seeing Chen Yuying smiling at him, Lin Li didn't wait for her to speak and rubbed his stomach to ask:

"I'm so full, Class Monitor; do you have any digestive tablets?"

"No, anyway, you don't have any events today; just walk around more later. What did you eat at noon that you're still full?" Chen Yuying asked with concern and confusion.

"Beauty." Lin Li pointed his ten fingers at Chen Yuying, palms facing the sky.

"Eh?"

"Pfft—" Chen Yuying froze for a moment before laughing. "How cheesy."

"Then why are you blushing?" Lin Li wasn't hurt at all and swaggered under the parasol while saying this.

Chen Yuying glared at Lin Li.

You don't have to say it out loud even if you notice such things.

Not satisfied with just glaring, she kicked Lin Li's shoe lightly again.

Ding Sihan, who had also changed into sportswear, walked over, bent down, and touched Chen Yuying's thighs and calves in Lin Li's envious gaze, then teased Lin Li:

"Lin Li, where did you look first when you saw Yingbao just now? Tell the truth."

"Of course it was her eyes, the windows to the soul; otherwise, where else could I look? Could it be that my gaze unscrupulously swept over her fair legs, fair arms, fair collarbone, and even looked at her chest a few times? How is that possible? I'm a gentleman; I wouldn't do such a thing."

Lin Li sneered, stating his brightness and openness.

Ding Sihan laughed with satisfaction.

Chen Yuying silently zipped up her jacket, smiling helplessly with her hands crossed in front of her.

The pervert is starting again.

But Lin Li was actually a bit wronged this time.

Looking at a girl, you have to look at her eyes first; if you find she isn't looking at you, then you can look at her legs.

Ding Sihan suddenly stopped laughing and kicked Lin Li angrily.

Lin Li: "?"

"I need an explanation." Lin Li asked seriously with a cold face.

"I was having a great time, why didn't my cup size increase! You want an explanation, who should I ask for mine?" Ding Sihan kicked him again, her face even colder.

Lin Li: "..."

"You can kick; getting hit by this boomerang is what I deserve." Lin Li stuck his butt out, feeling he really deserved it.

"Good opportunity!!!"

"Who the fuck gave you a good opportunity!" Lin Li, hearing Wang Ze's voice from behind, felt his heart skip a beat and hurriedly pulled his butt back.

"Wang Ze, good luck in the competition later." Turning around, Lin Li signaled to Wang Ze.

"You finally know what event I'm participating in?" Wang Ze was somewhat moved.

A good brother is one who corrects his mistakes.

"It's written right here on the little whiteboard." Lin Li pointed to a whiteboard under the parasol, where the events and times for all participating athletes that afternoon were written in black ink.

Wang Ze was participating in the 400-meter race, and the preliminaries were that afternoon; it could be considered the first event.

Wang Ze: "..."

Why did he have any expectations for Lin Li?

"Athletes participating in the men's 400 meters, please go to the check-in area to check in; athletes participating in..." The broadcaster also played the notification at this time.

"Set out!"

Taking his number tag out of his pocket, Wang Ze laughed confidently while walking toward the check-in area.

The Grade 10 group was the first to run, and Wang Ze was in lane one.

Lin Li brought the "three dogs" to the inside of the playground to cheer for Wang Ze.

"Don't pull, Wang Ze; it's the same thing—this position of a Class 4 athlete, if you don't take it, there are plenty of others who will." Lin Li laughed.

"Don't worry, qualifying is like playing; I'm a seasoned athlete." Wang Ze was very relaxed and not nervous at all.

"An old general on the stage." Lin Li chuckled.

"After Wang Ze said this last time, he tried hard all night and didn't qualify, and even dropped a division."

"That night, starting from three o'clock, no matter what we said, he chose to remain silent, only coldly spitting out four words after each loss: 'Play another round'."

Bai Bufan's voice also came over gloomily.

Wang Ze, who had already bent down to get used to the starting blocks and whose back still looked dashing, stumbled and almost fell to his knees. He turned his head back angrily: "These two qualifications are different!"

"Lane one, Grade 10 Class 4, Wang Ze; lane two, Grade 10 Class 6..." The referee began the final "roll call."

The athletes in this group stepped onto the track one after another. Except for Wang Ze, there was another one using starting blocks; the rest of the athletes basically just bent over with their center of gravity shifted forward, which counted as being ready to start.

After all, those who didn't know how to use starting blocks would easily have a negative impact on their results if they forced themselves to use them.

The referee holding the starting gun also stood on the starting platform.

"Lin Li, do you think it would be more effective if the starting gun was aimed at the athletes?" Bai Bufan asked.

"Which athlete are you referring to?"

"The other classes'."

"That would be."

The referee on the side was listening and really wanted to aim the muzzle at Bai Bufan's head.

"On your marks—get set—" The referee had already raised his hand high, and the extremely characteristic "get set" sound came out. "Bang!"

The starting gun fired, and Wang Ze rushed out like a wild dog off the leash.

For an athlete, the 400 meters is no different from the 100 meters; it's all about sprinting with full effort.

"Go!"

"Go!"

Shouts mixed with the names of the athletes echoed around.

The 400 meters might not even be able to be followed if you ran straight across the playground, so Lin Li and the others waited at the finish line, which was also the starting line.

But Wang Ze was indeed very steady.

By the time he started his final straight-line sprint, besides the other suspected athlete in lane four who was also using starting blocks, the rest of the people were still dozens of meters behind.

To be dozens of meters ahead in just a 400-meter run was a big gap.

Wang Ze crossed the line, firmly in first place in the group.

"Awesome, Wang Ze; you were at least fifty meters ahead of third place in the 400 meters." Bai Bufan praised.