Chapter 411: The sigh of a teacher passing through the exam room is always unsettling

Watching the girl's departing back, Lin Li's expression was complex.

Sister, you could actually just hit on me; there's no need to force a pretext.

This opening line was too hardcore and forced.

Moreover, if we really have to count, I should be the best at Flying Chess; after all, my status as a captain is right here.

But these things are not important for now.

"Sigh, I'm really fed up with the enthusiasm of these girls. Being hit on every day, it's really annoying, sigh—sigh! —"

Lin Li shook his head and sighed, expressing his feelings in a medium volume.

"Medium volume: refers to a volume that ensures Qin Zeyu, who witnessed everything at the stairwell, can hear it clearly, but also makes it seem like he isn't being particularly deliberate."

"F*ck!!! The heavens have no eyes!"

Qin Zeyu, who had originally prepared to go to Class 4, paused his descent. His entire facial features were twisted like Munch's famous painting "The Scream"—jealousy makes people unrecognizable.

Looking at such a miserable Qin Zeyu.

Lin Li felt great.

For the current Lin Li, being hit on didn't feel like much, but if it was in front of his buddies, then that's a different story.

What's the difference between this and NTRing in front of the victim? Great!

Pure NTR warrior, one head-lover per slash!

"Zeyu, buddy, let me tell you some heart-to-heart words. You really don't need to envy me; this isn't a good thing."

Lin Li stepped forward and patted the incompetent Zeyu on the shoulder, preparing to dig into his heart:

"When you get hit on by girls more often, you'll know that this kind of thing is quite annoying. Oh oh, sorry, you probably won't have any girls hit on you in this lifetime. Sorry, sorry, then you can continue to fantasize.

Didn't uncover your scar, did I? You're really crying?"

Qin Zeyu: "... (へ╬)!!"

"Lin Li! You have hurt my sensitive, inferior, and fragile self!!"

Ever since Wang Ze and Lin Li started dating, Qin Zeyu had been in a mating season, but his meal card plan had been repeatedly frustrated, and his love advisor Bai Bufan didn't seem like a human either, so he had gained nothing so far.

Of course, if this configuration could yield results, that would be abnormal.

But strictly speaking, although he had gained nothing in love, he had some achievements in other aspects—for example, Qin Zeyu was now familiar with several staff members at the school's lost and found.

Going to the lost and found and reporting Qin Zeyu's name could get a bone-deep discount.

Damn it, the dry ones die of dryness, the flooded ones die of flooding.

"Who hasn't been hit on by the opposite sex! I was hit on by the opposite sex not long ago!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Qin Zeyu was furious and retorted loudly.

And when he keenly noticed that Qin Zeyu had changed "girl" to "opposite sex," Lin Li had already started laughing.

Lin Li: "Then did you transform into a Predator and kill it?"

Qin Zeyu: "..."

Hey, what kind of 'opposite sex' is this?

Although I do have some small schemes, I wouldn't be hit on by an Alien, right?

"It's the opposite sex with the fourth tone! The sex of gender, it's a human!" Qin Zeyu corrected.

"Mm-hmm," Lin Li nodded, very perfunctorily, and then asked: "So what was the content of this human opposite sex's approach?"

Qin Zeyu said the answer expressionlessly: "'Young man, do you still want the bottle in your hand?'"

"Hahaha—" Lin Li laughed and patted Qin Zeyu on the shoulder, "So it was an older woman, you're blessed!"

Qin Zeyu himself couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"F*ck, not going to BB with you anymore, leaving—"

Qin Zeyu slapped Lin Li's hand away, missed his position, and walked downstairs.

In the stairwell, Qin Zeyu's murmurs came:

"Not not talking, but talking slowly, talking slowly, talking with order, talking with adjustment, from talking in high quantity to talking in high quality, striving to realize talking in the front driving talking in the back, realizing common talking.

Soon... soon... it's my turn to talk soon..."

Drove one crazy, Lin Li was very gratified.

Then Lin Li went upstairs, waiting for the second exam.

In the second exam in the afternoon, Xue Jian arrived as promised, and no waves were made.

It was nothing more than Guo Zhun emphasizing to everyone before the exam that they were not allowed to eat cold noodles or cake during the exam; otherwise, once he saw it, he would immediately contact the Academic Affairs Office to impose punishment.

Guo Zhun had clearly left after collecting the papers, but now he knew so clearly; it was obvious that there was a traitor among the people in the exam room besides Guo Zhun.

Lin Li would make the traitor pay the price for this, definitely.

After the exam, Lin Li didn't eat dinner at school. In order to have a place to study the newly acquired magic treasure, he specifically went home.

This "Two-Yi Dust Barrier" was essentially a square 'thin gauze' about the size of a palm, with a material that was neither smoke nor fog.

The base color was chaotic dark gray, and extremely faint, almost invisible black and white qi flowed on it, like the outline of a slowly rotating Yin-Yang fish—this was probably the origin of the name Two-Yi.

It felt cold and silky to the touch, as if stroking a layer of extremely fine dust, giving one the feeling that although it could be touched, it would eventually slip through the fingers.

When unfolded, it was as light as nothing, almost feeling no weight.

Using the time of the evening self-study, Lin Li carried out preliminary refining, and after a simple test at home, he roughly understood the situation of this magic treasure.

After use, the main body would dissipate and disappear, unfolding a certain range of mist with the current position as the center at a speed of two or three meters per second—but the mist did not have strong penetration; when it encountered obstacles during expansion, the expansion speed of the mist would be greatly reduced.

The form of the mist could be set by himself—dense fog, rising sand, pure darkness...

No matter which one it was, Lin Li, who was in the mist, would not be affected in any way, even "Dark Mist" could be seen clearly—if it weren't for taking a photo with his phone and finding it pitch black, Lin Li would even doubt whether the mist had unfolded at all.

The mist could not be moved, but if he wanted to put it away, he didn't need to return to the center of the area; he only needed to issue a retraction command within any mist area, and the mist would shrink and re-condense into the main body at the same speed.

After re-condensing, there was currently a cooldown time of about 200 seconds, and it could not be unfolded again immediately.

Lin Li could control the effective range and degree of confusion of the mist, and in terms of range, it wasn't as simple as controlling a radius: the mist didn't require it to be a circle; Lin Li could completely, like the Bureau Chief, issue micro-operation commands to the mist such as moving the rear position five centimeters to the left, or advancing the front position by one meter.

It was just that the larger the range of the mist and the more precise the command, the higher the consumption for Lin Li.

The current limit range was about a circle with a radius of eight meters, which was actually quite large.

At the limit distance but without deliberately controlling the shape, Lin Li should be able to support and maintain it for one or two hours without resting.

In short, it was always useful in the other world. As for reality, perhaps there was a chance to use it—for example, setting the dark mist in Bai Bufan's dormitory, making them think it was still dark and then oversleeping.

When free in the future, refine it.

The next day, Friday, the last day of the monthly exam.

The last subject in the morning was math.

Because the monthly exam paper this time wasn't written by Xue Jian, Xue Jian rarely didn't stare at Lin Li, just sitting opposite, holding an extra test paper and writing and calculating there.

The pen he used was even borrowed from him.

Didn't even bring a pen to the exam; didn't look like a teacher at all.

Moreover, Xue Jian had no awareness of preventing copying, because he was sitting right in front, Lin Li didn't even need to use his spiritual sense; he could clearly see Xue Jian's answers with his naked eye.

However, Lin Li had no such intention at all; it wasn't needed.

If his answer was different from Xue Jian's, Lin Li would feel that Xue Jian was wrong.

People should be confident.

Confidence is very useful in many situations.

For example, Lin Li once asked a watermelon stall owner to help him pick a watermelon, and while waiting, he asked the owner what his secret to picking watermelons was.

The owner probably saw that Lin Li was handsome and really intended to teach Lin Li his bottom-of-the-box trick.

But he played a trick, didn't say it immediately, but wrote the secret on a note and handed it to Lin Li, hoping Lin Li would read it after going home.

For this kind of Zhuge Liang kit-like development, Lin Li was happy to accept it and agreed on the spot.

After returning home, he couldn't wait to open the kit, and then he saw the other party's secret:

"You must pat at least three watermelons, then just take any watermelon for the customer, but remember, the expression must be confident."

Lin Li: "?"

Damn it.

The owner wasn't joking—that watermelon had white flesh; it wasn't a matter of whether it was sweet or had many seeds or was a repayment or revenge watermelon; it was simply a raw egg.

By the time Lin Li wanted to go back to Geneva to get a refund, the owner was already gone.

Hey f*ck, why are Xiling people so evil?

Society taught Lin Li a lesson, and what it taught was the role of confidence (?)!

Time passed question by question.

The time Lin Li took to finish the math paper was almost the same as Xue Jian's—Xue Jian didn't need to write complete steps; he even skipped simple solution questions directly. Lin Li being able to finish in the same time was already very fast.

There was still a long time before he could hand in the paper, and Lin Li was a bit idle.

Seeing Xue Jian put the test paper on his desk, Lin Li simply took it to look at.

Seeing this, Xue Jian opened his mouth, but closed it without any words, shook his head, and did not stop him.

He was clear about Lin Li's math grades; this test paper wasn't difficult. Lin Li would at most get questions wrong due to carelessness. As for whether this would allow him to really find out where he was careless... this was just a monthly exam. If letting him check the answers could make him settle down for a while, let him be. ===== CHAPTER 412 =====