Chapter 72

Zhang Haoyang was handled, only Chen Tianming remained.

Lin Li returned to the room next door; the door was ajar.

Chen Tianming had already returned and was sitting in his spot.

"Tianming!" Lin Li called his name affectionately at the door.

Chen Tianming looked over.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Bai Bufan, lying on the top bunk, hurriedly stopped Lin Li, who was about to speak, and scrambled down from the bed, rummaged through his locker for a bag of potato chips, and then sat on Zhou Baowei's bed.

He tore open the package, picked up a chip, put it in his mouth, crunched it, licked his fingers, and then nodded to Lin Li with satisfaction:

"I'm ready, continue."

"So why do you have to sit on my bed to watch the show?" Zhou Baowei, whose space had suddenly been halved, asked while his hand sneakily reached toward the chip bag.

"Crumbs falling on my bed would make me very distressed. Crunch. Crunch." Bai Bufan answered sincerely.

Zhou Baowei: "... So it's not distressing if they fall on my bed! Get the hell down!"

Lin Li ignored those two and walked straight over to sit beside Chen Tianming: "Tianming, courage is the greatest anthem of humanity, don't choose cowardice..."

Before Lin Li could continue adding value, Chen Tianming waved his hand to signal there was no need to say more: "No need to say it."

Not good, this tone, this expression—he's a tough nut to crack.

Damn it, his hypnosis app would probably fail this time; the numbers inside were still too weak.

"I'll go."

"Tianming, would you reconsider... eh?" Lin Li, who was preparing for a final struggle, realized what Chen Tianming's answer was and asked in confusion.

"What did you say?"

"I'll go," Chen Tianming repeated calmly.

Lin Li hadn't even spoken yet.

"Swish—"

Bai Bufan's reaction was even more excited than Lin Li's. He threw away his chips, crawled and scrambled to the middle of the two, and looked at Chen Tianming in disbelief.

Zhou Baowei behind him also looked at his bed full of chips in disbelief, tearfully picking them up one by one to eat. He was so sad he wanted to cry, but as he ate, he wanted to laugh.

Bai Bufan had no time to care about chips. He was really hurt now, grabbed Chen Tianming's hands, and questioned him sharply: "Chen Tianming, what do you mean?"

"I've slept with you for over half a year, and this is how you treat me? Last time you forgot to bring paper when you went to poop, Baowei and the others only laughed at you. It was me, on the top bunk, who specifically came down to bring you paper!

In these past six months, we've had so many expectations, do you know that?

But what was the result? How I begged you yesterday, and how did you respond to me? You didn't give me a shred of hope, and now that Lin Li is here, you immediately agreed? He's just a damn day-student who hasn't slept with you even once! Did I lose to him?"

The resentment and sorrow in Bai Bufan's eyes were more intense than Lin Daiyu, more than Kayako.

He had been prepared to watch the show of Lin Li bribing or begging Chen Tianming, and this was the performance?

Don't worry about scarcity, worry about inequality; Bai Bufan was really hurt.

Lin Li pushed Bai Bufan aside with his butt and patted Chen Tianming's shoulder with satisfaction: "This decision is correct, pertinent, and hits the nail on the head."

"First of all, what you brought me that time was sandpaper, and in the end, I had to call you 'daddy' twenty-seven times before you gave me normal tissues." Chen Tianming, who wasn't very vengeful, waved his hand again. "Secondly, the reason I refused you yesterday and agreed to Lin Li today is definitely not what you think."

"Lin Li, you want to complete the order given to you by your master and get the key to the chastity lock so you don't have to squat to pee anymore? You can, but you have to do me a favor." Chen Tianming looked at Lin Li and said.

Lin Li turned his head and looked coldly at Bai Bufan, who guiltily looked away.

Your mom.

He didn't even need to think to know this was a weird persona Bai Bufan had made up for him. "What favor?" Lin Li asked, ignoring Bai Bufan for the moment.

Chen Tianming was a bit coy for a moment, and it took several seconds before he said: "Help me get a WeChat or QQ."

"Swish—" Zhou Baowei, who had finished eating and was shaking his bed to clean up the chip crumbs, threw his quilt away, crawled and scrambled over, and squatted beside Bai Bufan.

Four heads gathered together, including Lin Li's, and three people's six eyes were all locked on Chen Tianming.

"Eh, where are my chips?" Bai Bufan, who had new gossip to eat, realized there was no activity in his mouth and remembered this.

"I'll poop them out for you in the bathroom later, don't make noise, listen to Tianming continue first." Zhou Baowei was focused, but his hand accurately pressed Bai Bufan's mouth, signaling Chen Tianming to continue.

"Detail it," Lin Li also had a curious expression of someone eating gossip, "Whose do you want? From another class? Is it from our school? A tough guy or a weak sub?"

"It must be a girl's! She's from our school, and also in the first year, Class 17. Her name should be Yao Qiaoqiao." Even though they were all brothers, being stared at in this situation still made him a bit embarrassed, Chen Tianming said shyly.

The three looked at each other; they hadn't heard the name.

"You like her?"

"A little bit of affection, not sure if it's liking yet..." Chen Tianming turned his head and waved his hand.

=9+Shu_ba

His tone was so coy, and he was still saying he wasn't sure if he liked her.

Tsk, men.

"How did you notice her?" Lin Li continued to ask.

Although Nansang High School had clubs, they were actually quite decorative. It wasn't that only first and second years could participate; there was only one club activity time per week, and it was often occupied. Most people didn't join these meaningless clubs at all and would study during activity time.

So it was quite difficult to get to know people outside the class, except for sports students like Wang Ze.

Oh, the freshman QQ group was also a channel, but Lin Li had quit the group ever since he saw someone ask if the school canteen could accept Bitcoin.

"Their class had PE at the same time as ours. During the physical fitness test at the end of last semester, when I was looking for my watch and things, she helped me pass them, and I noticed her..." Chen Tianming recounted even more coyly.

"This semester, every time we run, I'm looking for her figure. Recently, seeing Lin Li's progress so gratifying, he's already able to receive tasks from his master, and I couldn't help but feel restless..."

"You fucking masochist, can you not push me out as an excuse?" Lin Li had black lines all over his head.

"Oh—so you knew I couldn't help you do this, that's why you didn't agree to me yesterday, right?" Bai Bufan also realized that this request of Chen Tianming's was indeed something he couldn't do even if he died.

"Yeah."

Chen Tianming didn't say much more. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but they hadn't even added each other on social media, so he couldn't say anything else.

"Don't you want to ask for it yourself? It would be better if you asked for it yourself. What if your goddess thinks I'm the one who likes her and then falls for me?" After understanding the cause and effect, Lin Li scratched his hair and said cockily.

"I initially wanted to let Baowei help me ask, but I was afraid he was too ugly and would scare people away from giving their contact info. And his cowardice is only slightly better than the pure waste Bai Bufan. I didn't want too many people to know about this, and it just so happens that you, Lin Li, have a favor to ask of me. Your skin has been getting thicker recently, and your looks are seven-tenths of mine, so you're the most suitable choice."

Lin Li, Bai Bufan, Zhou Baowei: "?"

You insulted everyone present in one sentence?

Thinking about it, the main plot should speed up a little bit later; the Joyous Sect task will probably be finished in about three days.

He was currently researching whether to bring the combat-related main plot forward.

Daily life stories are indeed the hardest to write.

Seeking monthly votes.

(End of chapter)