Chapter 408

The next day, morning.

Wearing the "Qiankun Ring" on his finger, Lin Li came to Class 20 and sat quietly in his seat, waiting for the exam to begin.

No other unnecessary actions.

The exam bell rang on time.

"Don't be noisy when the listening section plays later. If you don't listen, others still need to. I only have one requirement for you: don't disturb everyone."

Because he learned that there was actually a grade-first student visiting incognito in this exam room, the invigilator from yesterday, Guo Zhun, specially gave a few more instructions to those locals today before distributing the exam papers and answer sheets.

After getting the exam paper and answer sheet, because he had a plan, Lin Li seized the time.

Previewing the listening section or whatever was completely unnecessary for him; he started directly from the reading comprehension.

In the face of absolute vocabulary and comprehension, the English exam was really too simple; almost all the questions could be answered at a glance.

The five-minute preparation time before the listening section started was enough for Lin Li to finish all the multiple-choice questions except for the listening section.

It had been no more than 25 minutes since the exam started—of which the listening section took up 20 minutes—and Lin Li had finished the entire paper and dared to assert that his score would definitely not be low.

However, just as Du Hansi said, this speed was considered the slowest in this exam room.

—Damn, the fast ones in this exam room were already asleep.

Sleeping would affect his plan a bit, but it didn't matter; they should wake up later.

Lin Li exercised his wrists and gave an evil, charming smile—(Good) (Show), start!

Afterward, Lin Li picked up one of the several bottles of water he had brought and poured it according to the requirements into the "mysterious wonderful tool" he had already prepared in his drawer.

Everything was ready, only 15 minutes left.

"Whoosh—gurgle—"

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

After a few dozen seconds, the students in the back row heard a strange hissing sound, first a clear "pfft", then turning into a continuous low-pitched airflow sound; although it became lighter, it was continuous.

Everyone was a bit puzzled and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

Finally, everyone locked onto Lin Li.

Lin Li was calm as a stagnant pool at this moment, seemingly not noticing everyone's gaze, calmly checking his exam paper.

It didn't matter, Lin Li wasn't important either, because strictly speaking, everyone's gaze was locked on the black box next to Lin Li's feet.

The box was covered by a lid, and there was a small hole in the middle of the lid. Visible, scalding steam was gushing out. Because the hole was small, the airflow friction made a hissing sound.

Everyone: "(；o_o)?"

Wait a minute.

Is this a fucking self-heating hot pot?

—And it's a luxury item among self-heating hot pots, the kind from Haidilao that costs twenty or thirty a box.

Everyone rubbed their eyes, and after confirming they hadn't seen wrong, they looked at each other.

Huh?

What does this mean? Is this person going to eat self-heating hot pot during the exam?

As bottom-ranked servant disciples of Nansang Middle School, what scene hadn't they seen?

—They really hadn't seen this scene at Nansang Middle School.

After realizing what Lin Li wanted to do, everyone licked their lips. After looking at each other again, they sat up straight one by one, and even picked up their exam papers to pretend to look at them, but their peripheral vision was stealing glances toward Lin Li, either left or right.

Licking their lips wasn't because they wanted to eat too, but purely because their adrenaline was soaring, and they were looking forward to the development from the bottom of their hearts.

Time passed in the anxious waiting.

Fifteen minutes passed, and the box gradually stopped making noise—it had finished heating.

When the smartwatch on his wrist started to vibrate, Lin Li reached into the drawer and took out disposable chopsticks, a disposable spoon, and even a disposable knife and fork.

That wasn't all.

In the shocked gazes of everyone, Lin Li took a napkin from the drawer and tied it elegantly around his neck, then took out a wine glass, shook it next to his cheek, and even flicked it gently with his finger, seemingly checking the color.

He took a can of iced cola from the drawer and poured it into the wine glass; brown bubbles happily surged into the glass.

Everyone: "(；o_o)?"

No.

Is your drawer fucking Doraemon's?

Why can you take out so many things from one drawer?

After finishing these preparatory steps, Lin Li looked up at Guo Zhun, then squatted on the ground and lifted the lid of the self-heating hot pot.

"Pfft—"

The misty white fog instantly filled the air, and the water droplets condensed on the lid "pattered" onto the ground.

Lin Li extended his chopsticks and stirred the bottom of the pot in a leisurely manner.

And at this moment, the scent that was only faint before the lid was opened immediately turned into the extremely rich smell of hot pot base, beginning to spread in the classroom.

This was much heavier than the smell of spicy strips.

More and more people felt something was wrong. After their noses made sniffing sounds, they followed the scent and looked toward the back row.

Without exception, upon seeing Lin Li squatting on the ground with the self-heating hot pot, they widened their eyes.

Even the students in the first row started turning their heads.

Noticing this, Lin Li smiled indifferently and acted according to the plan—【Wind Control】, activate.

All the wind... blow from the podium to me!

Invigilator, you are not allowed to smell it, but all candidates, you all smell it to death for me!

Those few who are sleeping, right? Then blow all the wind over there!

After controlling all this, Lin Li confidently picked up a bamboo shoot slice, put it in his mouth, it was a bit hot, so he stir-fried it twice in his mouth and started chewing.

He closed his eyes affectedly, as if savoring Michelin, chewing extremely slowly.

After swallowing, in the expectant gazes of everyone, Lin Li nodded, revealing a satisfied smile, and even let out a long 'Hmm~'.

"Slurp—"

"Slurp—"

Next, Lin Li didn't even pretend anymore and started sucking the vermicelli inside with force.

Because it was spicy, he would occasionally stop to open his mouth and fan it with his palm, or take a big gulp of the iced cola in the wine glass.

Oh!

How happy, how happy!

Everyone watched this scene and looked up at the invigilator who was still looking down at his phone. Not having the 【Wind Control】 ability, they only felt that Guo Zhun was like the husband in an adult movie today; the water had flowed from the bedroom to the living room, and he was still stupidly watching TV on the sofa.

Guo Zhun, why haven't you reacted yet?

Is your nose deaf?

Someone had already couldn't help but take their phone to try to sneak a photo of Lin Li.

However, that person then discovered that sneaking a photo was completely redundant.

This person would even make a 'V' sign in front of the camera; quite generous.

If Lin Li knew the other's inner thoughts, he would only sneer: he would even make a 'V' sign when he was caught in a crackdown on prostitution back then; this was nothing.

"Ziqiong, want a bite?"

After eating with feigned deliciousness for a while, during the halftime break, Lin Li first looked around, briefly made eye contact with everyone looking at him, and then shook the self-heating hot pot in his hand toward the guy on the other side, not Wu Xuan, and asked with a smile.

The other was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know why Lin Li could call his name, it didn't matter now, and he immediately nodded heavily:

"Buddy? Really? Can I?"

To be honest, he wasn't really craving it at this moment; self-heating hot pot wasn't such a delicious thing, and he had eaten breakfast today, so it wasn't a must-eat.

The real reason he was craving it at this moment was because he felt this would be a very awesome experience.

If he ate this bite today, he could brag about it countless times in the future.

"Of course, take it. Use both hands to catch it because it's quite heavy, and be careful, it's hot."

Afterward, Lin Li reached into the drawer and took out a pair of disposable chopsticks and a pack of tissues: "Everyone eat, you can pass it forward after you finish. If the girls want to eat, let them use new chopsticks, and be careful when eating, don't drip it on the books of Class 20 students..."

"Okay, thanks!"

The other nodded excitedly upon hearing this and immediately took it with both hands as if receiving an imperial decree, incomparably respectful.

【During the sect competition, gain the approval of at least 20 sect servant disciples (10/20)】

—From the moment he opened the hot pot just now, the number for this task would jump forward occasionally, and it surged even more when he started eating just now. At this moment, the number had reached exactly half.

The effect of the plan exceeded Lin Li's imagination.

Yesterday, when he saw Wu Xuan just eating a spicy strip and his front desk said it was awesome, Lin Li had this idea.

Scent is indeed a way to attract everyone's attention.

And during the exam, everyone was present, and the number of audience members was much larger than during the break.

To be honest, Lin Li's original plan was to use the self-heating hot pot as an opening to attract the attention of everyone in the exam room, let them first have the concept that he could pull off stunts, and then, like yesterday, use acrobatics or similar methods to win their approval.

But now it seemed he had thought too much; just eating self-heating hot pot in the exam room had already won their admiration.

The requirements are really low, small fry.

However, Lin Li was naturally happy about this; being able to be relaxed is naturally good.

"Buddy, can you give me a bite too?"

"I want a bite too."

"Just give me a sip of the base soup..."

Seeing Lin Li sharing it with others, others immediately couldn't sit still, either lowering their voices to ask, or because they were sitting too far away, using body language or simply passing notes.

"Sure, all of you can, I've already told Ziqiong." Lin Li naturally didn't refuse anyone; he wasn't afraid of them eating, only afraid of them not eating.

As for one portion not being enough to share?

What kind of question is that?

In the shocked gazes of everyone, Lin Li reached into Doraemon's desk belly.

Lin Li took out a new box of self-heating hot pot from inside again.

Doraemon, when did you come?

Lin Li opened this box in full view of everyone, and then everyone was even more shocked to find that this box was actually ready to eat and was still steaming.

The few people who watched this scene from beginning to end were a bit dazed.

They hadn't seen when Lin Li heated this box either?