Chapter 349: The quality of Nansang Middle School needs to be improved

Xue Jian thought of a good way to let Lin Li die from natural causes.

However, afterward, the police would likely ask him meaningless questions like "But the surveillance camera captured you pushing Lin Li down the stairs."

Idiot, isn't gravity a natural factor?

It was gravity that killed Lin Li, why ask him?

Besides, now Bai Bufan was also standing next to Lin Li; if operated properly, he could even buy one get one free, which would be even better.

"What trouble did you cause again?" Suppressing the dangerous thoughts in his heart, Xue Jian asked Lin Li with a bad tone.

"I'm wronged, teacher. I haven't even said three sentences to them—and that's counting the one just now." Lin Li spread his hands, looking somewhat innocent.

There was surveillance in the corridor; they couldn't slander him for "strengthening" them.

Bai, Wang, and Zhou raised their hands: "Teacher, we can testify, Lin Li was speaking human language."

Xue Jian didn't even lift his eyelids.

Whether Lin Li was speaking human language, he truly didn't know, but he also didn't know if the three of them were speaking human language now.

This is the "human language paradox."

"Teacher, they really didn't bully anyone this time."

The window was open, and Chen Yuying smiled and said to Xue Jian from inside the classroom.

"The teacher has always believed in you," Xue Jian nodded toward his four good students in the corridor, seriously: "Students in our Class 4 won't do things like bullying students from other classes."

"So, what exactly happened just now?"

After piecing together the truth of the matter from several people, Xue Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't kill anyone or sell drugs; if it was just this, then it was indeed fine.

As for the "fairy" and "turtle man" stuff, Xue Jian didn't care and didn't want to get involved. He was the head teacher of Class 4; at a time like this, he didn't even have the desire or meaning to express his own views.

Let the head teacher of Class 5 have a headache about Class 5's affairs; he had enough headaches in Class 4.

"Jiang Xiaoxin, I will let them be quieter in the corridor. You two go back to the classroom and continue your cleanup."

So, facing the pitiful and innocent-looking Jiang Xiaoxin and Zhou Wenwen, Xue Jian finally just waved his hand and said.

Xue Jian's serious face still had quite a deterrent effect, so the two didn't dare to act presumptuously, just glared at Lin Li and the others with hatred before returning to the Class 5 corridor and picking up the rags in disgust.

Lin Li and the others didn't chase them to kill; they still had to give Xue Jian some face. There would always be opportunities in the future.

"As for you guys..."

But the stick that should be hit still had to be hit. Xue Jian turned his head to prepare to lecture, and then shut his mouth.

Only to see: Lin Li had already turned his back to him, his eyes focused on the wall painting, leaving a mottled white trail on the wall with the roller, while turning his head to look at Bai Bufan:

"Classmate Bufan, personally, I think painting like this would be more efficient."

"Wow, heavens, it really is. Thank you, Classmate Lin Li, your suggestion is very helpful to me." Bai Bufan tried it and sighed with a slightly pretentious voice.

Wang Ze had simply disappeared—he was walking toward the toilet carrying a bucket of water that was still crystal clear.

Only Zhou Baowei was still foolishly watching the two girls from Class 5 who had gone away in a dejected manner.

Only after meeting Xue Jian's gaze did he suddenly realize he shouldn't be laughing, and started scrubbing the corridor with a rag.

Xue Jian: "……"

Damn, they were all masters of playing dumb.

But seeing this scene, Xue Jian truly didn't have the mood to lecture, just waved his hand at the relatively normal students in the class who were watching the fun:

"Alright, you all do your own things, don't worry so much about other classes' affairs."

Xue Jian decided to leave.

This time he decided to go directly back to the teacher's dormitory, so that no matter how loud Class 4 barked, if he couldn't hear it, it was as if it didn't exist.

However, seeing Lin Li was too obsessed with playing the role of a hardworking student, and now his body was leaning while painting the high part, with nearly half of it suspended, Xue Jian frowned and patted Lin Li:

"Lin Li, pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, teacher, the desk won't be broken." Lin Li was so sensible that even Bufan felt heartache.

Just kidding, he didn't feel heartache, "good death," hee hee.

"This time I'm telling you to pay attention to safety! Get down first, there's no need to save this bit of effort, move the desk over there a bit before painting that area." Xue Jian frowned.

"Oh, oh." Lin Li honestly got down and moved the desk.

Xue Jian then left with peace of mind.

The two continued to paint.

When Bai Bufan heard Lin Li's sobbing voice, he turned his head in surprise.

Only to see Lin Li wiping non-existent tears with his forearm, continuing to sob:

"What is this~"

"If you care about someone, just care about them, but you insisted on saying you were worried about the desk, using this as a shield~"

"Tsundere is already out of style..."

"Jianjian, you big idiot!"

"Ah-huo, ah-huo, ah-huo! Bagu, bagu, bagu!"

Listening to Lin Li's cute voice, Bai Bufan felt he was a bit "listened to death."

So it was... "Jianjian, you big idiot."

"Fuck, haha, Lin Li, is this vocabulary something a human can come up with?"

"Lili, you big idiot, and Fanfan, you big idiot, you can accept both, what's wrong with Jianjian, you big idiot?" Lin Li frowned.

"It's different, damn! Our Jianjian is already over forty!"

"No matter how old he is, he is my Jianjian, you big idiot."

"Awesome, although it's difficult, I still 'shipped' it. Are there any *doujin* of you two? I have a use for them."

"Get lost."

……

"Let's leave it at that. If you find any situation later, find an opportunity to touch it up. Anyway, the paint and tools are still there."

All the wall painting areas outside Class 4 were completely covered with white paint. Lin Li jumped down, looked at it from a distance, nodded, and looked at Bai Bufan.

"Fine."

Then, seeing Lin Li take a rag and start wiping the paint stains dripping on the desk, Bai Bufan lifted his chin: "No need to wipe mine."

"Why?"

"I'll use a compass to carve it for fun when I'm bored in class later." Bai Bufan answered very seriously.

"This life is complete." Lin Li gave a thumbs up to show approval.

Bufan still had too much "life" in him.

The two cleaned up the scene and then took the roller brushes to the toilet.

Walking to the overhead corridor near the toilet.

The two found Qin Zeyu, whose duty was to wipe the blackboard in the classroom, now leaning on the railing.

Holding his head, he looked troubled.

It was as if he had something on his mind.

But wasn't the meal card plan promising? What could have happened to make him have this expression?

Lin Li and Bai Bufan looked at each other and walked toward Qin Zeyu, then opened their mouths to him: "Zeyu? What are you doing here?"

Qin Zeyu turned his head, saw Lin Li and Bai Bufan, and waved, signaling them to come over.

"You guys will know if you look down," Qin Zeyu sighed when the two approached, stretched his body, and pointed to the first floor, "So excessive."

Lin Li and Bai Bufan poked their heads out, looking at the direction Qin Zeyu pointed to on the first floor.

They didn't see anything immediately excessive.

"What?"

"Did you see that puddle of water?" Qin Zeyu reminded.

Following his finger, the two did see a puddle of water directly below on the first floor.

"How—"

Wait! This water was directly below!

Qin Zeyu took half a step back, looked at the two, but pointed upward, calmly saying: "It came from upstairs. Calculate the time, it's time for the next wave."

"Whoosh——"

"Fuck!"

In the end, they were a step too slow. When the feeling of a cold head came, Lin Li and Bai Bufan covered their heads and moved away from the railing.

Lin Li looked at Bai Bufan, Bai Bufan looked at Lin Li.

In the silence, the two discovered that their current actions were exactly the same as Qin Zeyu's actions just now.

Your mom!

So the "trouble on his mind" was this!

"Fuck! Zeyu! Are you a fucking idiot!" The next second, the two couldn't hold back and questioned Qin Zeyu.

"You guys wanted to know yourselves. Let's wash our hair together," Qin Zeyu, who was originally depressed, instantly felt much better after seeing the two also suffer this unwarranted disaster, and laughed:

"A thousand words are not as good as one action. I did this to help you understand better; I have good intentions."

Lin Li: "Zeyu, I've said 'fuck' a thousand times."

Bai Bufan: "But today, I plan to truly take action once."

Qin Zeyu: "?"

Not good, these two minds had merged into one.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't attack me, attack upstairs," Qin Zeyu chose to shift the contradiction, "Too lacking in quality."

"Can only say 'seeing the small to know the big'," Bai Bufan stopped his attack upon hearing this and sighed, expressing emotion:

"Nansang Middle School can also be considered a microcosm of the motherland."

"The gap between us and developed countries is still too large."

"I heard that in Japan, a top internet celebrity was sprayed into retirement by passersby just because their voice was a bit loud when talking on the street."

"And that internet celebrity was also open-minded; after being sprayed, they didn't say a single bad word about that passerby."

"Also, not just ideological quality, but in physical quality, we are also far behind them."

"They can withstand temperatures of several thousand degrees without making a sound, but we—take me for example—during junior high military training, I was complaining bitterly at thirty degrees."

"Can only say we lost everything, not a single chance of winning, sigh, reflect."

Bai Bufan began to reflect.

Qin Zeyu began to worry.

—Damn, how to make up for his merit.

Lin Li didn't care about this; he was trying to see if he could find the culprit who poured the water.

However, the three studied it and found that it was a problem with the water outlet upstairs, not poured by anyone, belonging to "void enemy searching."

It's fine, if there's no enemy, create an enemy; Qin Zeyu will bear all the sins alone.

The two began to hunt down Qin Zeyu.

……

Toilet.

"Lin Li," pinching a leg hair of Qin Zeyu, flushing it into the toilet sink, Bai Bufan looked at Lin Li.

"What's wrong?" Lin Li asked.

"I finally realized just now why ancient generals all wore big capes." Bai Bufan opened his mouth seriously.

"Hmm?" Lin Li, who was picking paint stains out of his fingernails, raised his eyebrows upon hearing this. Although he didn't know how Bai Bufan suddenly realized this, he still answered:

"Isn't a cape just something that looks cool while you're alive and can cover you when you're dead?"

"No, no, no," Bai Bufan shook his finger, "Lin Li, you are still too superficial."

Bai Bufan shook his coat: "I just realized when I was chasing Zeyu that capes can greatly increase wind resistance. I instantly understood that as long as there's a cape, when generals lead soldiers to charge, they'll run and run and end up in the back."

"This way, you can show off the coolest 'B' before the battle, and avoid the most dangerous first battle after the battle starts."

Lin Li: "……"

To some extent... it seems not unreasonable. However, Lin Li was suddenly amused.

"Bufan, guess what Stark would say if Iron Man dealt with Homelander?"

"What?"

"Jarvis, post the self-defense video of the 'cape pajama baby' on the internet."

Bai Bufan: "?"

"Fuck, that really is a nickname Iron Man would come up with."

After washing the roller brush and his hands, the two returned to the classroom.

At this time, the classroom had already started the mopping stage, and there was a layer of water on the ground.

"I'll go help Zeyu wipe the blackboard."

Although the two could be considered to have finished their big cleanup tasks, leaving first was still inappropriate, so Bufan saw Qin Zeyu standing on the storage cabinet continuing to pick paint off the blackboard, shrugged, and stepped forward.

Lin Li naturally leaned toward Chen Yuying first.

She was cleaning the glass.

"Class monitor, why are you wiping the glass like that?" Lin Li opened his mouth after walking closer.

"Otherwise? How should I wipe it?" Chen Yuying stopped her movement and looked back at Lin Li.

"Come, I'll demonstrate for you." Lin Li reached out.

Chen Yuying handed the rag to Lin Li.

Then.

Lin Li: "Jimei, now follow me, raise your right hand in front of you~"

Chen Yuying: "?"

Only to see Lin Li's feet together in a cat-walk, his eyes blurred, mouth open and tongue sticking out, one hand with an orchid finger pressed against his chest, the other hand holding the rag over his head, and then he began to twist his neck and hips:

"Wipe the glass~ wipe the glass~ wipe, wipe, wipe, wipe the glass~"

Facing the feverish Lin Li, Chen Yuying kept a straight face and remained silent.

But Ding Sihan on the podium was laughing like crazy.

"Lin Li, what kind of glass wiping is this?"

Lin Li didn't pay attention, immersed in his own art.

To be honest, Lin Li's shaking was actually pretty good. If he performed on the streets of Chengdu, he could probably get contact information until his hands were soft.

After all, his ballet foundation and limb control ability were there; his body was very coordinated.

Chen Tianming, who was wiping the fan, couldn't stop watching and couldn't help but drop a coin on the ground, then swept it up with a broom.

Damn, where did this "sweeping coin" come from.

Too fucking "sweeping."

"Lin Li, if you keep wiping, dirty water will drip on your head." Chen Yuying was a bit helpless and reminded him.

"It's fine, my head is already not clean, I'll go wash my hair in Wang Ze's dorm later." Lin Li didn't care.

The reason he went to Wang Ze's dorm was because he and Qin Zeyu both had to use Bai Bufan's dorm.

"Class monitor, why don't you try it, you should be able to dance better." After dancing to his heart's content, Lin Li handed the rag back.

"Not trying."

"That's true, there are too many people now, these people aren't qualified to watch. I'll dance when it's just the two of us, I don't want you to dance for others to see either." Lin Li nodded, feeling it made sense.

"I won't dance even in private," Chen Yuying seemed to feel the force wasn't enough, and added two words: "Absolutely not!"

"You didn't let me touch your leg yesterday, but you let me touch it today. There's definitely a chance!"

Chen Yuying: "!"

Sad, Lin Li received the punishment of being ignored during the big cleanup.

Happily helping Chen Yuying wipe the high glass, Lin Li switched to the 【Demon Breath】 title, and only then did he truly do this task.

He probed it; there were actually quite a lot. Just in the corners of the classroom ceiling, Lin Li had two inductions, probably some small spiders or small flying insects.

These positions, even with a long-handled broom, were hard to sweep, but Lin Li still had a way.

"Invisible Sword" possessed a toothpick, turned into Rong Momo, flew up, and just poked, poked, poked, poked. Expelling them also completed the task; driving them away was the same, and almost no one else in the classroom could detect it.

"Hey! There seems to be a bird egg here."

Just like that, after being busy for a while, Ding Sihan, who was cleaning the podium, suddenly sighed.

"If it were the air conditioner outdoor unit, that would be one thing, but you're saying there's a bird egg under the multimedia desk? Is this appropriate?" Lin Li, who was de-bugging, heard the sound and glanced at Ding Sihan.

"There really is one!" Ding Sihan was certain, squatted down and disappeared for a while, then looked up: "Lin Li, come over here, it's in the corner, I can't reach it."

Lin Li was worried it was a female version of Qin Zeyu, so although he went over, he was very cautious.

However, following the direction Ding Sihan pointed, in the corner where wires were coiled, among a pile of paper and trash, he really saw a very small egg with black-brown spots, a bit like a quail egg.

Lin Li rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, reached out, and finally took it out at a semi-limit distance.

Then he looked at it in front of his eyes for a while, and Lin Li nodded.

"What kind of egg?" Ding Sihan leaned over to ask, full of curiosity and anticipation: "Is it fertilized? Can it hatch into our class's guardian beast?"

Lin Li looked at Ding Sihan: "Five-spice."

Ding Sihan froze for a moment: "What kind of bird is Wuxiang?"

Lin Li: "Star anise, cinnamon, Sichuan peppercorn, clove, fennel."

Ding Sihan: "(；o_o)?"

Is it five-spice?

Lin Li threw this egg into the trash can in disgust: "Forget it, this is just a quail egg snack that fell in, it's already a bit smelly."

Outside the classroom door, Baowei poked his head, locked onto the target, came with excitement, investigated the situation, confirmed the information, his expression hesitated, swallowed saliva, gave up with difficulty, returned dejectedly, beat his chest and stomped his feet, dropping "small pearls" (tears).

"If you want to hatch it, you can try, after a long time it should hatch maggots." Lin Li lifted his chin toward Ding Sihan.

"Ahhhhhh, you're so disgusting, Lin Li!" Ding Sihan kicked Lin Li with her knee—the soles of her feet were all water, kicking would be very dirty, and Ding Sihan was also a "warm girl."

Of course, in Lin Li's words, a daughter should be a thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket.

Don't you think so, Uncle Chen.

Ding Sihan threw the quail egg into the trash can in disgust: "Who threw the snack in here, wasting my feelings."

Zhou Baowei: "Support."

Ding Sihan returned to the classroom, and seeing Lin Li didn't get off the podium but started dealing with the top of the blackboard, she was a bit puzzled: "Lin Li, why are you wiping the top of the blackboard? They definitely won't check there."

Lin Li looked at Ding Sihan with contempt and shook his head:

"Some people study for the sake of learning, some people study to deal with teachers."

"Some people do big cleanups for a clean environment, some people do big cleanups to deal with inspections."

"That's all I'll say, Ding Zi, different paths, no common ground, you, heh—"

Ding Sihan: "……"

"Lin Li."

"Eh."

Ding Sihan smiled: "I feel your life is an interesting game."

Lin Li laughed, but still answered, feigning ignorance: "Huh? What game?"

"Looks like you know in your heart, as long as you know the answer, it's fine." Ding Sihan was very satisfied with Lin Li's cooperation and nodded with satisfaction, her mood instantly pleasant.

Lin Li shook his head with a smile.

There aren't many fathers in the world who dote on their daughters like him.

Uncle Chen counts as one.

Don't you think so, Uncle Chen.

……

【Task 6 completed】

【You have received the reward: Physique improvement: Spiritual energy absorption speed increased by 150%; System currency * 50】

When yet another unknown little bug left this world forever, the notification of task completion appeared before Lin Li's eyes.

It could be considered "white-pimping" some rewards again, beautiful.

The big cleanup of the classroom was also nearing its end at this time.

The water on the classroom and corridor floors had basically been drained, and now they were using mops for the final absorption.

There were only a few mops, and the students in charge were using them, while most people were waiting in the corridor or overhead corridor, waiting for the inside to be finished before moving the desks back in.

"Lin Li, do you want to eat later?" Ding Sihan asked.

"Ding Zi, I feel this question doesn't sound like something a human could ask. I won't eat, I'll never eat again in this life." Lin Li looked at Ding Sihan like she was an idiot and retorted.

"No," Ding Sihan rolled her eyes, "I mean, are you eating in the cafeteria?"

"Either way is fine, why? Do you have a package you want me to go out and get?"

"No, then you can go eat with Yingbao later."

"What about you?"

"My hair got dirty just now, and I'm not very hungry now, so I plan to go back to the dorm to take a shower and wash my hair first, and also to stagger the time with others. Wanqiu isn't here, so it's just cheaper for you." Ding Sihan explained.

Qu Wanqiu was not a big cleanup staff member for this period.

Long-haired girls have time to take a shower before lights out when they return to the dorm after evening self-study, but washing hair is absolutely unrealistic; it might not even be dry by lights out with a hair dryer.

Most girls wash their hair by blowing it half-dry; after the roots are blown dry, they let the rest dry naturally.

"Oh, oh, that's no problem." Lin Li nodded very naturally; it was just eating.

"Yingbao, help me pack a portion of duck leg rice when you finish eating~" Ding Sihan said to Chen Yuying.

"Okay." Chen Yuying also nodded.

After the students mopping the floor came out and gave the mops a final cleaning, Chen Yuying looked at Lin Li: "Then shall we go directly to return the borrowed tools now?"

"Fine." Lin Li naturally had no opinion, "But wait for me."

"Wang Ze." Lin Li walked to the overhead corridor.

"What's wrong."

"I'm going to return the mop. Help me move my desk, the one in the corridor."

"Huh? OK." Wang Ze made an OK sign directly.

"Give me your dorm key, I'll go to your dorm to wash my hair later."

"There should be someone in our dorm." Although he said that, Wang Ze still took the key out of his pocket and threw it to Lin Li.

Lin Li: "By the way, lend me some shampoo too."

Wang Ze hugged his arms and looked at Lin Li with a cold smile:

"Lin Li, that's enough. Why don't you ask me to go to the kitchen and stir-fry two dishes for you, and take two hundred yuan?"

Lin Li waved his hand, but then stretched out his hand: "That's too polite. Two hundred yuan is fine. I'm going to the cafeteria with the class monitor to eat later, so stir-frying is unnecessary. Can you change it to kowtowing to me twice?"

"Your mom!" Wang Ze laughed and scolded, slapping Lin Li's outstretched palm, then waved: "Get lost, get lost, get lost."

As for whether he would lend the shampoo?

This daily consumable, would Lin Li not use it just because he said he wouldn't lend it?

Asking such a question shows that his "Brother-style Literary Language" learning is not very thorough—Brother-style Classical Chinese.

"Lend" is a phonetic loanword for "rob," definition: to rob, to plunder.

No need to ask, never return.

Besides.

—Wang Ze also robs his roommates recently; it's not very appropriate to promise for his roommates.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 350 =====