Chapter 350: The friendship between the three of us is unbreakable

After returning the tools to the General Affairs Office, the two had no need to return to the classroom and went directly to the cafeteria.

Because the end times for each class were slightly different today, plus the second-year students were still in self-study and hadn't finished class, there were very few people in the cafeteria, almost no need to queue, saving time. The two went to two separate windows to get food.

"Auntie, I want that, that, and that."

Lin Li pointed at three "black people" (a joke about the dish) at the window, but the cafeteria auntie didn't seem to understand this meaning and only served three dishes.

No harm done.

Looking at the scene before him, Lin Li couldn't help but feel a bit moved.

Many times, the most magnificent declaration of life is hidden in those persistence that coexists with pain. When fate is unfair and takes away the weights of life, causing it to lose balance, some choose to give up and be content with the bumps, while others recalibrate their dignity in the imbalance.

What kind of unyielding will is this? What kind of magnificent vitality? What kind of proud soul?

Respect, Lin Li couldn't help but have tears streaming down his face.

—The above is Lin Li's feeling after seeing the cafeteria auntie having Parkinson's but still insisting on working despite her illness.

Auntie, couldn't you just stop your hand from shaking?

A full spoonful, now only half a spoonful remains.

However, seriously speaking, this can't be blamed on the auntie; it can only be said that his timing was wrong.

If he had come earlier, setting aside the aunties who are really stingy and treat public money as their own, most aunties would be very generous looking at the full trays of food.

And if he came later, especially near closing time, the aunties would be even more generous in dealing with the leftovers, sometimes the portion being twice the regular amount.

So the current timing was a bit awkward; there wasn't much or little food, and they had to consider that the students behind couldn't have nothing to eat, so shaking hands was understandable.

After getting the food, Lin Li went to the tableware area to get tableware for two, then walked to the rice bucket: "Auntie, help me get some rice."

The auntie glared at Lin Li with dissatisfaction upon hearing this. If she didn't have things in both hands, she would probably have punched Lin Li. How cute.

—It was Auntie Chen.

The rice buckets and soup buckets in the Nansang Middle School cafeteria were not managed by staff, but they weren't free either; an extra yuan would be swiped when getting food.

Although dissatisfied, Auntie Chen still honestly picked up the rice scoop and asked: "More or less?"

Lin Li: "Seven-point sugar, less ice."

Chen Yuying sighed, it was normal for Lin Li to choose "or" in the "a or b" option.

If it were a normal auntie, hearing a student say such things, not many could resist spitting in Lin Li's rice.

But Auntie Chen could resist.

She was afraid Lin Li would feel "refreshed."

"Speak human language."

"Four thousand five hundred grains." Human-like, but Lin Li only "human-ed" half.

*Plop*, a ball of rice hit the largest space on the tray. Chen Yuying then served a rice ball the size of a fingernail and nodded: "Counted them, exactly right, oh."

"Good job." Lin Li nodded with a smile.

This kind of doting praise was very well-received by Chen Yuying. Although she responded with a disdainful "tch," her smile was genuine.

Hmph, she forgave Lin Li for calling her "Auntie."

There were many seats in the cafeteria, and the two found a corner seat to sit down.

There was no need to be overly secretive, but there was even less need to be ostentatious.

"I see in novels that when a school hunk like me has a similar ambiguous act of eating alone with a girl, even in a corner, it would cause the whole school to explode, and then someone would come to question you, 'Who are you~ why can you eat with Lord Lin Li~', why is it so calm?"

But Lin Li was a bit disappointed.

The "whole school exploded" plot didn't happen, and he still had to go to class, damn it.

"Thick-skinned." Chen Yuying sighed and shook her head.

"Thick or not isn't important now. Class monitor, why is your French butter egg grain with sweet and sour tomato slices so much? This is unfair!"

Lin Li narrowed his eyes, pushed his tray slightly forward to touch Chen Yuying's, and then raised a question.

Both of them ordered tomato scrambled eggs, but the volume was indeed different.

Damn, he met an "auntie" who wasn't kind!

If he had known, he would have gone to the window Chen Yuying went to. He regretted opening his heart to excuse the auntie's Parkinson's just now.

"Because the auntie was afraid that if she gave you more, she would be misunderstood by all the girls in the school as having ulterior motives toward you, and then someone would come to question her, 'Who are you~ why do you want to show favor to Lord Lin Li~'."

Chen Yuying picked up a small pair of chopsticks of rice, shook it in front of her, learned Lin Li's tone, and smiled with her crescent eyes rippling with water:

"By then the whole school would explode. It doesn't matter for us students, but the cafeteria auntie would lose her job~"

"So she definitely has to be very careful~"

Lin Li: "【o｀Дo】!"

Chen Yuying's way of thinking, under his leadership, had now reached a state of "booming vitality and everything competing for development."

And this "Lord Lin Li," it really made his heart itch.

"Baby, once you said that, I suddenly saw the light—I mean my brain, you're still rigorous." Lin Li nodded.

Chen Yuying: "?"

Why emphasize that it was his brain?

"However, actually, the auntie is already showing favor to me. She gave me less tomato scrambled eggs, actually thinking about my health," Lin Li then argued with his left brain against his right brain, using "sharpness" instead of thinking:

"Class monitor, your auntie gave you a lot, but in reality, she is harming you!"

"Hmm?" Chen Yuying tapped her chopsticks against her lips, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Lin Li.

"Don't know, right?" Lin Li began to popularize a piece of cold knowledge, his expression solemn: "Tomatoes are poisonous. They have a component called lycopene, which is a natural toxin. Once a person ingests too much, it is very likely to cause poisoning or even death!"

Chen Yuying was just a high school student now, so naturally, she wasn't from Xiamen University.

Hearing this, not only was she not afraid, but her rebellious psychology came up, and she picked up a piece of tomato—it was Lin Li's.

Lin Li's eyes widened. His food was already so little, and Chen Yuying was still stealing it; she was very bad.

Chen Yuying put it in her mouth and chewed lightly, and locked onto the key to the problem in one sentence: "The 'excessive' in 'excessive ingestion,' what exactly is it?"

"For an adult, as long as you ingest four tons of tomatoes a day, the lycopene contained within will reach a lethal dose. Class monitor, for you... it's very dangerous even before four tons."

Lin Li explained very seriously and quietly pulled his tray further away.

"Sure enough, you are a pervert." Hearing this answer that was somewhat expected, Chen Yuying nodded with a hint of pride.

"Hmm?"

Lin Li carefully thought about it; his statement just now had no color ambiguity.

"Where is it perverted?" So, Lin Li tried to

"Because talking about toxicity while ignoring dosage is just being a hooligan."

"Okay, reasonable."

"Eat, you pervert." Chen Yu handed nearly half of every dish she had, except for the tomato scrambled eggs, to Lin Li, then looked up and gave a sweet smile: "It doesn't matter if your aunt isn't good to you, because I will be good to you."

Holy crap, the bossy Yu Ying has fallen for me.

Every time Chen Yu's direct approach hit, it was a critical strike. The little pampered husband Lin Li rubbed the corners of his mouth to keep from smiling.

"I'll be good to you too, I'll be good to you too~"

Lin Li, who shared his rice with Chen Yu in return, said this.

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

Wang Yuezhi bit down hard on his chopsticks, *crunch, crunch*, as if he weren't biting chopsticks, but someone's dick.

His gaze crossed countless tables, staring at Lin Li and Chen Yu in the corner in the distance.

Wang Yuezhi hadn't touched his food for a long time.

He didn't even notice that Zou Weilun had taken the opportunity to steal a few mouthfuls of meat.

"Hoo—" Wang Yuezhi forced himself to look away, raised his head, and looked at Zhuo Yongfei and Zou Weilun in front of him.

"Yongfei, Weilun, do you have any recommended ways to relieve stress..."

It had reached the point of "one more look and I'll explode, get a little closer and I'll melt," so Wang Yuezhi decided to ask his roommates for help.

Zhuo Yongfei looked up at Wang Yuezhi and nodded: "WinRAR or 7zip."

Wang Yuezhi: "(; o_o)?"

Zou Weilun also looked up. After seeing Wang Yuezhi's expression, he realized that Zhuo Yongfei had clearly misunderstood Wang Yuezhi's meaning, so he hurriedly gave his own recommendation:

"Yuezhi, you're talking about a phone, right?"

Wang Yuezhi: "(; o_o)?"

"If it's a phone, you're on Android, I only recommend ZArchiver, it's a decompression artifact. Don't use the decompression that comes with cloud drives, not only will it damage files, but it also requires a membership, it's total trash. One ZArchiver handles everything..."

Zou Weilun knew a little about this and immediately introduced it to Wang Yuezhi enthusiastically.

Wang Yuezhi: "..."

Your starting points are good, but you two shouldn't have started at all.

"It's not a compressed file, I'm talking about the pressure of stress..." Wang Yuezhi said with a twitching mouth.

Zhuo Yongfei: "Then open the air pressure valve."

Wang Yuezhi: "?"

Wang Yuezhi was silent for a moment, covered his forehead, lowered his head to stir the rice in front of him with his chopsticks, sighed long, shook his head, and waved his hand somewhat powerlessly:

"Forget it, it's nothing, pretend I didn't ask."

Zhuo Yongfei watched this scene and also sighed.

No way.

The current situation is a bit like "the 19th-century Russo-Japanese War—the bystander sees clearly." Any externally provided stress-relief method is meaningless to Wang Yuezhi. Given Wang Yuezhi's temperament, he can only rely on himself.

Sigh.

Zhuo Yongfei also followed Wang Yuezhi's previous gaze and took a look.

For some reason, recently, because of Wang Yuezhi, he had also become increasingly panicked.

Are there Lin Lis in other schools too?

Is the 'her' he likes also eating with someone in a corner right now?

Zhuo Yongfei couldn't help but break into a cold sweat and shed tears.

Girls are generous. Not only do they definitely carry tissues after eating, but they can also share a whole one at once.

Damn it, what kind of miserable life was it eating with Bai Bufan and the others before?

After eating, they would ask each other, 'Who has a tissue? Who has a tissue?' Even if someone really brought one, it was likely that five or six people would share a single sheet. Each person only got a fragment, which they could only pinch with two fingers.

You needed some skill to wipe your mouth without showing off your technique.

Going to the dormitory building, Lin Li used his key to open the room door and walked in abruptly.

Zhang Haoyang, lying on the upper bunk, shook. After seeing it was Lin Li, he began to greet Lin Li's family:

"Your mother, *swish-swash*..."

"Your father, *pitter-patter*..." Lin Li closed the door and leaned over to take a look. It turned out he wasn't wrapping small wontons, just playing on his phone. Boring.

"Wang Ze's phone?"

"Yeah, Lin Li, why are you here?"

That Wang Ze was quite good to his successor; he lent out his phone so readily. Lin Li didn't talk nonsense and walked straight to the balcony: "Borrowing the balcony to wash my hair."

"By the way, Haoyang, which one is Wang Ze's shampoo?"

"He doesn't have a damn shampoo. A week ago, his shampoo couldn't even produce foam when he poured water into it. Using it to rinse your mouth would be considered clean and hygienic. He still hasn't bought any," Zhang Haoyang said with disdain upon hearing this.

"Haoyang, which one is your shampoo?"

"I don't have shampoo either."

"Liar, go feed a horse." Lin Li turned back to look at Zhang Haoyang.

"In the washbasin under my bed, go get it yourself." Zhang Haoyang hesitated for a moment, but maternal love finally struggled to overcome the value of the shampoo.

Lin Li walked over, squatted down, and after finding the shampoo, the husky-like Lin Li couldn't hold back and pointed at Zhang Haoyang: "What the hell did you stick on this!"

The shampoo brand name couldn't be seen clearly—because it was covered by a photo of Adolf the Hair-Washer.

There is indeed an Adolf brand of shampoo in the country, but Zhang Haoyang had stuck a photo on his, just hard-core mooching.

"Haven't you heard the old joke about hanging 'Lao Da' but not hanging Conan? Mine is the same, I'm just enchanting the shampoo," Zhang Haoyang said calmly while focused on his phone.

Sigh, when this meme came out back then, Kobe was still here. One can only say that things remain but people have changed.

Of course, there are also examples of things changing but people remaining.

For example, when I was a child, the most popular athletes in various sports were Ma Long for table tennis, O'Sullivan for snooker, Djokovic for tennis, and Kobe for basketball.

Now that I've grown up, the most popular athletes in various sports are Ma Long for table tennis, O'Sullivan for snooker, Djokovic for tennis, and Kobe for basketball.

Kobe also belongs to the magical existence of having the duality of things changing while people remain, and things remaining while people have changed.

"Fine, let's test the oil-removing effect." Lin Li took it and walked to the balcony.

"However, Lin Li, are you sure you want to use it? I added sea salt to this shampoo. For someone like you with a brain problem, it's a bit like rubbing salt into a wound. It feels very dangerous... Why don't you use Bangjie's?

Your Majesty, I can lead the way, this way, the green bottle on the sink is Bangjie's."

Zhang Haoyang was still trying to save his shampoo.

But Lin Li didn't speak, just kept pressing the pump.

Without washing thoroughly, Lin Li went downstairs to blow-dry his hair and then headed to the classroom.

There were only a few scattered people in the classroom, almost all boys and girls who didn't talk much.

There were still some water marks on the floor, and there was no one in the back row.

Putting the key back into Wang Ze's drawer, Lin Li returned to his seat, opened the window, felt the breeze, and listened to the broadcaster saying some random lewd things.

"Wow, XX, have you ever felt..."

"Eh? Really, speaking of this..."

On the broadcast, it was a classic news-anchor style of communication.

"Lin Li, you're here." Zhou Baowei appeared from the back door with a water cup, greeted Lin Li, and returned to his seat.

It seems Zhou Baowei returned to the classroom earlier than him, just went to get water.

After yawning first, Zhou Baowei turned his head to ask Lin Li: "Lin Li, are you hungry?"

"Hungry? I just finished eating, why would I be hungry?" Lin Li asked in surprise.

"Then I'm relieved." Zhou Baowei took a pack of five-spice quail eggs out of his drawer, tore it open, and started eating.

Lin Li: "..."

"I'm hungry." Lin Li changed his mind and stood up.

"*Slurp slurp slurp!! *" Zhou Baowei immediately stuck out his tongue and licked all the quail eggs. Seeming afraid that Lin Li really wouldn't be picky, Baowei started huffing.

Lin Li: "..."

"I'm not hungry anymore." Lin Li sat down.

The only saliva Lin Li wants to eat is Chen Yu's.

When will the class monitor be as shameless as Baowei?

"Baowei, if you keep guarding your food like this, you'll have to be sent to Pan Hong, otherwise the first pig to die during the New Year will be you," Lin Li said with disdain.

How does that saying go? A person will feel lonely, but a person eating alone won't.

Zhou Baowei was not ashamed, but rather smug. However, he then started complaining while eating: "Lin Li, let me tell you, that bastard, I suspect the school's hygiene inspectors have yin-yang eyes, otherwise how could they always find some unclean things?"

"The inspectors have already been here?" Lin Li asked curiously upon hearing this.

"They came a few minutes ago, and they probably deducted a few points. Holy crap, they even checked the window grooves one by one carefully, and even used their hands to touch for dust."

Zhou Baowei nodded, his tone full of disgust and contempt:

"And their tone was so arrogant, like they were from the second year in the student council, taking a chicken feather as a token of authority."

The Nansang student council is useless, basically just eye exercises and daily hygiene inspections.

But there are always people who think this is a mini official hat and can put on airs.

It's also mainly because they are in the first year now. If it were the second or third year, the first year would mostly be timid when coming to inspect hygiene.

"You just watched him deduct points and didn't do anything?" Lin Li questioned, feeling disappointed that he didn't live up to expectations.

"I did!" Zhou Baowei immediately retorted.

"Hmm? You? What did you do?"

It was Lin Li who questioned Baowei for doing nothing, and it was also Lin Li who looked incredulous after discovering Baowei had done something.

Zhou Baowei patted his own butt: "I sat on the chairs."

Lin Li: "..."

You motherfucker.

"Two of them, even. My butt can sit on two chairs at once, impressive, right?" Zhou Baowei moved his big drum, sat on two chairs, and showed off.

"Damn, idiot!" Looking at the smug Baowei, Lin Li raised his middle finger and laughed, then shook his head in disdain: "You guy with no sense of class honor, it's really a misfortune for Class 4 to have you."

"No, then what else could I do?" Zhou Baowei felt wronged.

Lin Li shrugged: "As the saying goes, 'what the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over.' Couldn't you have just gouged out the inspector's eyeballs?"

"When will you and Bai Bufan let go of my 'time'?" Zhou Baowei stuffed a quail egg into his mouth and responded with a middle finger. "If I ever go to jail, you two will definitely be guilty of incitement, no escaping it."

"Bufan, why aren't you coming in?" Just as one speaks of Cao Cao, his wife arrives; Qin Zeyu's voice came from the back door.

Lin Li and Zhou Baowei turned their heads and saw Qin Zeyu, who had already walked in, and Bai Bufan, who was still outside the door.

Bai Bufan's expression was slightly confused. He gripped the door frame, and when looking inside the classroom, his eyes held cautious probing and panic.

But then, Bai Bufan 'finally' noticed Lin Li and Zhou Baowei.

In that instant, Bai Bufan's eyes lit up.

"Lin Li! Baowei! I love you guys!" Bai Bufan's voice choked, and he rushed over to hug them both.

Lin Li dodged in disgust.

Zhou Baowei pressed his hands over his quail eggs, on high alert.

—For the suddenly sentimental Bai Bufan, the two of them didn't buy it at all.

"Don't do this in this barbershop."

"No," Bai Bufan shook his head, showing no anger, and no dissatisfaction with his brothers' indifference. It seemed that just being able to see these two was enough.

With a rare, human-like gentle smile on his face, Bai Bufan said affectionately: "Baowei, Lin Li, seeing you just now, I truly found salvation."

Although he hadn't heard the content that followed, Lin Li had already started looking for a handy weapon.

"Speak human language." Zhou Baowei asked.

"You guys, do you know why I don't like cleaning?" Bai Bufan nodded and slowly poured out his thoughts:

"Because, I hate loneliness very much."

"And I know very well that when I throw the accumulated trash out of the room, the only trash left in that room is me."

"Every time I throw trash into the bin, I have a complex feeling of pride and guilt, like sacrificing one's family for the sake of righteousness."

"Just now at the door, when I saw the brand-new classroom, that kind of hesitation and helplessness instantly swallowed me."

"I didn't dare to step into this classroom, because I felt there was no place here for trash like me."

"But, thank you."

"When I saw you two pieces of trash actually appearing openly and talking as if no one else was around, I was instantly no longer confused, but felt I had found partners! This is Class 4, Year 1! The true landfill of Nansang Middle School!"

"I instantly had the confidence to walk in!"

"Thank you! Non-recyclable trash, Lin Li! Thank you! Kitchen waste, Baowei!"

When the dagger under the Yan State map was finally revealed, Lin Li felt satisfied. He smiled slightly, put the dog-beating holy sword back on the windowsill, stood up, and walked toward the back corner.

Zhou Baowei's eyelid twitched: "Trash is trash, I don't deny it, but why the hell am I kitchen waste?"

"Because now we advocate for trash sorting, our quality needs to align with Japan. Baowei, you don't know, Japan's top internet celebrity..." Bai Bufan did it again, using the big internet celebrity as a topic.

Zhou Baowei: "..."

"Speaking of trash sorting, brothers, I've always had a question." Qin Zeyu, having heard it before, had no reaction, just fell into divergent thinking, and then spoke up.

"Go ahead."

"Do you guys think dry trash is the first step of trash sorting? Trash is so dirty, won't it get infected and inflamed afterward?" Thinking about it, it's scary; Qin Zeyu felt creepy just thinking about it.

Zhou Baowei, Bai Bufan: "..."

Zhou Baowei was impressed: "Zeyu, when you treat dry trash as a 'step' in trash sorting, you're already invincible."

Bai Bufan's amount of thought was much richer and deeper than Zhou Baowei's. After pondering for a moment, he gave Qin Zeyu a well-considered answer:

"I think it's the first step, otherwise there's no way to explain how wet trash comes to be."

Qin Zeyu, Zhou Baowei: "?"

There's an even higher expert?

"Lin Li, do you think a dried corpse counts as dry trash or corpse trash—eh, Lin Li, where are you going?"

Not having heard Lin Li's voice, Bai Bufan turned his head to look for him, then saw Lin Li carrying a bucket and preparing to leave the classroom, so he asked in confusion.

"Bufan, do you guys know who the loneliest person in the world is?" Lin Li didn't answer immediately, but patted the empty bucket in his hand and asked the three of them with a smile.

"Who? Bocchi-chan?" The three were confused.

"Lao She."

"Why?"

"Because according to unofficial history, the last words Lao She left to the world before he died were 'lonely lonely lonely lonely~~'" Lin Li looked up and started blowing bubbles.

Zhou Baowei, Bai Bufan, Qin Zeyu: "(; o_o)?"

(End of chapter)