The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 393 Class 4 of Grade 11 has never been a peaceful place; it is full of intrigue and deceit.

Electrical engineering is a lucrative field; many graduates in this major can send two million yuan home right after graduation.

Of course, the premise is that you find the right company. If you encounter an unscrupulous company that withholds funeral and bereavement allowances, then your family will not receive that much.

Xue Jian didn't know if the outsourced repairman had this kind of fecal matter.

The first period was a class meeting, but it hadn't started yet, so after going up to the second floor, Xue Jian walked towards the office, letting Lin Li go back first.

As I walked into the classroom, I pushed open the slightly ajar back door and went inside, only to find myself face-to-face with Chen Tianming.

In a flash, sensing something, Lin Li suddenly raised his right hand upwards, and with a soft sound, he firmly caught a blackboard eraser that had fallen from the sky in his palm.

The chalk dust, shaken by the vibration, instantly dispersed into the air, forming a small cloud of smoke.

Lin Li let out a disdainful snort, then pursed his upper lip and suddenly puffed out his cheeks, blowing away the stray hairs on his forehead and scattering the chalk dust.

Lin Li suddenly felt that being a teacher was a rather pitiful profession.

Day after day, all they did at school was sit at a hostess bar, attract fans, and sell their voices.

Sooner or later, the crackdown on pornography will reach schools.

Lin Li weighed the blackboard eraser in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the undisguised annoyance and disappointment on Bai Bufan and Chen Tianming's faces, a smile curving his lips.

He strode forward, patted Chen Tianming's back twice with his dusty hand, and wiped the dust off in the process:

"Tianming, you still need to practice."

Chen Tianming glanced at Bai Bufan, then turned his head away, ignoring the smug Lin Li.

"Damn it, Lin Li, how did you find out? You shouldn't have been able to see us from that angle..." Bai Bufan lowered his voice and asked resentfully after Lin Li got closer.

"A man's sixth sense is something a little boy like you wouldn't understand," Lin Li chuckled, looking at the corner seat that was unusually dark because the curtains were drawn.

"Alright, alright," Bai Bufan accepted the result, then remembered the important matter and reminded him, "Lin Li, where is your Chinese lesson exercise book? The class representative just came to collect it, but I couldn't find it. You'd better find it and hand it in yourself."

"It's in the drawer, didn't you see it?" Lin Li sat down upon hearing this, reaching into the drawer as he spoke.

found it.

Lin Li took out the "One Lesson, One Exercise" workbook and turned to show it to Bai Bufan.

He then raised his eyebrows slightly.

Because Lin Li saw a bizarre, exaggerated smile that was even more "I'm the boss" than "Grand Blue".

Something familiar.

"Lin Li, oh Lin Li..." Bai Bufan's voice trembled slightly, barely suppressed by the intense pleasure of revenge.

But Bai Bufan's voice abruptly stopped.

Because he discovered that after Lin Li saw his expression, Lin Li wasn't flustered at all. Instead, the corners of Lin Li's mouth curled up into an extremely calm, knowing smile, and his voice was so gentle it was like coaxing a child:
"What's wrong, Bufan? What's making you so happy?"

Bai Bufan's smile froze on his face instantly.

Something's not right! This isn't right!

A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his gaze suddenly shot towards Lin Li's buttocks.

Lin Li continued to smile, gently and persuasively saying, "Bufan, why don't you try pulling my chair out from under my bottom?"

His smile vanished completely upon hearing this. Bai Bufan nervously swallowed, his throat dry and tight. He reached out a trembling hand and pressed down on the back of the chair, trying to pull it back—

"Zi-"

The chair legs made a slight sound as they rubbed against the ground.

Bai Bufan's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints at that moment, because the chair was pulled out so easily that it seemed as if no one was sitting on it at all!
No, impossible!

Ma, Masaka!?
When the chair was fully pulled out, Bai Bufan turned pale (Shi Nanhua). His disbelieving pupils and outstretched fingers trembled as they locked onto Lin Li.

Lin Li was indeed sitting, but now that the chair has been pulled out, he still maintains a standard sitting posture and remains motionless in mid-air!
Sakamoto? When did he arrive?!

Lin Li's contemptuous laughter spilled from his nostrils. He leisurely brushed his hair back with his left hand, then elegantly pushed up his non-existent glasses frame with his right index and middle fingers, looking at Bai Bufan with amusement.

"Bufan, if you ask me, some people would be better off using the same energy they have for pranking classmates on their studies. What do you think?"

"Lin Li, what are you saying... I don't understand..."

Bai Bufan was sweating profusely in the dead of autumn, and dared not meet Lin Li's gaze, thus fulfilling Conan's essential stubbornness after pointing out the culprit.

Seeing that Bai Bufan was cooperating with his "never give up until the coffin" mentality, Lin Li was very pleased and pointed to the back door:

"The blackboard eraser was just a test. If it succeeds, that would be great, but if it fails, it doesn't matter. After all, it was just a tactic you used to lower my guard, a feint to cover up your real plan."

"The autumn sunlight is gentle and not glaring. You haven't been sleeping or reading, but you've drawn the curtains. Why? Isn't it to dim the light here and reduce the chances of me noticing anything?"

Lin Li tapped his temple: "Similarly, as soon as I arrived, they immediately started talking and chatting with me non-stop, even asking me to find my homework, which was also a way to take away my attention."

"Everything is interconnected, but it's all to conceal your true killing move—"

"That...that's...the water on my chair!!!"

The moment he finished speaking, Lin Li turned around, his sharp gaze fixed on the spot where he had just been sitting!

A sharp sword! A sharp eye!
If you look closely, you can see that layer of water stains that are extremely difficult to detect.

Bai Bufan's most insidious and vicious move was to color the water!

The water in front of you is not easily noticeable because it is not colorless and transparent, but has been carefully mixed into a yellowish-brown color that is almost identical to the patina of an old wooden chair!

It's estimated that Bai Bufan mixed the leftover paint from painting the blackboard bulletin board.

Water that has been tinted in this way is so difficult for a normal person to detect in dim lighting and when their attention is diverted that they simply cannot!
And because it's colored, it's not like it'll be fine once it dries. On the contrary, it will stain your buttocks. Even though the school pants are dark-colored, the yellowish-brown color on the buttocks will cause problems.
He will forever nail Lin Li to the pillar of shame!

Thinking of this, Lin Li trembled with anger, his whole body covered in cold sweat despite the autumn weather, and his hands and feet were ice cold!
How could human nature be so evil?!
This is so despicable, it's comparable to threatening a demon slayer with one's own family! Just how wicked must one be to do something like this?
Luckily, I was one step ahead!
If it weren't for my own premonition that things weren't so simple, and my extraordinary insight, I probably would have fallen into Bai Bufan's trap.

"Bai! Bu! Fan! Now that things have come to this, are you still going to try to deny it?!"

It was quite exhilarating to watch the criminal gradually break down. Lin Li, feeling his own temper flare up, questioned him sharply.

Lin Li's precise analysis struck Bai Bufan's chest like a heavy hammer, thump, thump, thump. His sharp eyes and imposing aura added to the oppressive atmosphere.

Bai Bufan's face was pale, his slightly open mouth trembled, his lower teeth repeatedly touching his upper teeth, but he couldn't utter any words of rebuttal.

But then, a fierce and resolute glint flashed in Bai Bufan's eyes. He suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed the chairs standing by, and prepared to force his way through!

If the soft approach doesn't work, then we'll have to use the hard one!
Today, Bai Bufan will become... a fugitive!

However, the chair did not move at all.

Because, without anyone noticing, Lin Li's hand had already been placed on it.

Lin Li smiled and said, "Sorry, Bufan, I already guessed that you would resort to desperate measures."

Bai Bufan paused for a moment, then forced a calm smile and said, "Lin Li, stop pretending. I can tell you already took the bait. You're just offering hindsight advice now. You're just putting on a brave face, aren't you?!"

"Looks like you won't shed a tear until you see the backside." Lin Li shook his head with a smile upon hearing this, then stood up, put his hands behind his back, his expression hardening, and his voice devoid of any smile: "Then I'll let you die knowing why!"

After saying that, Lin Li suddenly turned around and showed Bai Bufan his buttocks. Although the shape was a bit strange, there was no dye on them!
"You've fallen for my trap!" But Bai Bufan didn't care about that at all. He grinned maliciously and clasped his hands together, saying, "A Thousand! Years! Kill!"

"clatter!!"

"What!?"

When Bai Bufan discovered that his Thousand Years of Killing hadn't actually sank into his buttocks, but instead had bumped into something hard and slippery and grazed past, he was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Lin Li, who had his back to Bai Bufan, turned around at this moment, smiling as he pulled open his jacket.

There it was... half a Chinese language textbook, "One Lesson, One Exercise," peeking out from among the rows of school trousers.

The remaining half of the book, needless to say, is in my pants.

"Sorry, I guessed that too, so... I put a shield on my butt!" Lin Li, who had just gotten up and immediately stuffed a book into his crotch, was practically overflowing with smugness.

Bai Bufan: "?"

Bai Bufan stood there, stunned. Lin Li, however, pressed his advantage: "You've lost, completely lost!!"

"..."

"..."

"Haha."

"Hahahahaha!!"

After a long period of stunned silence, Bai Bufan finally spoke again, but it was a miserable, maniacal laugh. The light in his eyes had been completely extinguished. He pushed back his chair, knelt on the ground, and burst into wild laughter, burying his face in his hands.

Knowing Bai Bufan's plan, Lin Li kept watching the boys behind them after entering. Seeing Bai Bufan kneeling and collapsing, they all sighed softly, feeling somewhat sorry for him.

It's over, it's all over.

Chen Tianming, whose hatred for Lin Li was second only to Bai Bufan's, closed his eyes in resentment and pounded his fist against the wall next to him.

To prevent the blackboard eraser on the back door from accidentally injuring others, Chen Tianming needed to keep an eye on the corridor to see who was coming, so he naturally participated in this plan.

But this result... I'm so unwilling to accept it...

How could the enemy be so powerful...?

Zhou Baowei and Qin Zeyu exchanged a glance, feeling a sense of shared sorrow.

The saying "She was born in '98, I can't outmaneuver her" is becoming increasingly valuable.

Huang Yi and Zhou Jiana were holding their Chinese textbooks, their backs ramrod straight, their backs pressed tightly against the backs of their chairs, which in turn were pressed tightly against Lin Li and Bai Bufan's desks. They seemed to be reading along with the class representative, but in reality, they were listening intently to Bai Bufan's wailing.

Fantastic! Fantastic! Huang Yi and Zhou Jiana exclaimed that it was really enjoyable—it was much more interesting than morning reading.

"Bai Bufan, pull yourself together! Don't give up, get up!"

"Defeat the Great Demon King Lin Li! With our beliefs! Together!"

Perhaps their thoughts were being conveyed to Bai Bufan, because Bai Bufan's laughter gradually subsided and finally stopped completely.

He calmed himself down, sat back down, and looked at Lin Li, who was dealing with the water stains and paint, and said coldly:
"You win, but Lin Li, you can win countless times, but you can't lose even once. Just wait, one day I will definitely succeed."

Lin Li sat comfortably in the chair and gently asked, upon hearing this:
How far is forever? And what day is "one day"?

Then Lin Li gave Bai Bufan a thumbs up: "Bufan, you should change your personality. After all, failure is the mother of success. Whoever marries you will definitely have a successful child."

Upon hearing this, Bai Bufan hesitated, about to begin with "you," when suddenly he raised an eyebrow.

The light that had been extinguished in his eyes shone again.

He turned to look at Lin Li and calmly asked, "Lin Li, do you think you will never fail?"

"Otherwise what?" Lin Li leaned back, exuding an aura of overwhelming power.

"Yes, I think so too." Bai Bufan nodded with a smile.

Lin Li frowned.

Approval? Something's not right!

A chill ran down his back. In a flash of inspiration, Lin Li turned sharply to look at Bai Bufan, trying to stop him.

late.

Bai Bufan smiled and said, "Lin Li, failure is the mother of success. You have never failed, no wonder you act as if you have never had a mother."

Lin Li: "Damn! I was a step too slow!"

“Ohohoh——”

Huang Yi and Zhou Jiana had to suppress their urge to applaud, but Zhou Baowei and Qin Zeyu, who were in the VIP viewing seats, didn't have to. The two were stunned at first, and then started shouting for Bai Bufan's attack, broadcasting the live event to their friends in the back row who couldn't hear them.

"It's so scolding!"

"Approved!"

The class representative for Chinese language was startled by the sudden 'activity' of the group, but before she could even make a token effort to maintain discipline, the bell for the end of morning self-study rang at just the right moment.

"Great, great, I've learned it. I'll use it on Wang Ze sometime." Lin Li patted Bai Bufan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Phew—" Bai Bufan breathed a long sigh of relief.

so far so good.

In that case, we can say that we won back some ground in this morning's struggle, at least we didn't lose too badly.

"Did they mention my name? What just happened? Tell me quickly!"

Upon hearing that Cao Cao's wife had arrived, Wang Ze eagerly ran over and immediately asked.

Just now, when Wang Ze heard the exclamations of admiration from the guys in the back row next to the podium, he was already itching to speak.

Sigh, the position of Dharma Protector is really too stifling, it's truly unbearable.

If he could switch places with either Huang Yi or Zhou Jiana and study with Bai Bufan and Lin Li, Wang Ze firmly believed that his academic performance could improve even more!

High emotional intelligence: There is increasingly greater potential for improvement in academic performance.

Low emotional intelligence: Academic performance will continue to decline.

Zhang Haoyang, Yang Bangjie, and the other boys who were sitting far away and could only see but not hear came over, curious about the situation.

The winners were quite modest, while the loser, Bai Bufan, was too ashamed to speak. In the end, Zhou Baowei and Qin Zeyu vividly recounted what had just happened.

"Wow! What a brilliant battle of wits!" Wang Ze exclaimed upon hearing this.

"It was so exciting! I haven't seen such a great plot in a long time. The last time was when I watched the suspense thriller 'Dora the Explorer.' When Dora was looking for the troublemaker, I was on the edge of my seat, sweating profusely, and it was so thrilling!"

The people around him nodded in agreement with Wang Ze's statement.

"It's alright," Lin Li said modestly.

"Lin Li thinks this is a battle of wits? What a load of rubbish!" Bai Bufan, trying to save face, acted with utter disdain: "True battles of wits are something I've experienced firsthand."

"Oh? Tell me more."

"In the winter of my third year of junior high, one night at midnight, my dad was worried that I would stay up late and asked me if I was asleep. I pretended to be asleep but actually stood in front of the table watching online videos on a 3-segment Wi-Fi network. I had to wait for 2 minutes for the buffering to prepare for the fast-paced video, and I also had to know how to drag the progress bar to bet that the video wouldn't reload and show Venetian.

If only things were that simple. I also had to consider that even though the air conditioning was on, it was still very cold outdoors, and the sound would soften over time. Plus, my headphones were out of power and I was at two volume levels, still trying to maximize the sound's propagation range.

But despite all my planning, I forgot that I had the light on. My dad saw the light through the crack in the door and came to open the door with his key. I wanted to finish quickly, but suddenly the Wi-Fi dropped by two bars, so I pretended to be asleep without clothes on and held the blanket up with my hands to avoid getting the bed dirty. As a result, he took the wrong key and went back. I was about to take off again when my dad unexpectedly came back with the key.

The sound of keys trying to unlock the door filled me with a sense of unease. I was already sweating profusely, but my brain was working at lightning speed. I decided to sit down, pick up my dead Bluetooth headphones, and pretend to be listening to music and studying, ignoring their calls.

When my dad came in and saw me, he told me to get some rest and took my phone away. I had no choice but to rely on my photographic memory and deductive reasoning abilities, using the most detailed fragments of memory and sounds, along with the various covers from the day's charts, to rehearse the grand finale, and then take off immediately.

"Is Lin Li's game with me as exciting as the game I had with my dad? Hmm? What really constitutes a battle of wits? Hmm!"

Lin Li, Wang Ze, and others: "(；☉_☉)?"

Holy crap! The real Chinese captain has been found!
"OK! Yours is even more impressive! Your ability to rewind time and make deductions is quite something. If it were me, I would probably have to settle for second best and go to the bathroom to look at the picture on the shampoo bottle before taking off."

Wang Ze immediately changed his mind and joined Bai Bufan's camp, giving a thumbs-up in praise.

Upon hearing this, Bai Bufan's eyes showed some disappointment: "I really envy you, Wang Ze. My family uses a Tyrant, and the top is Jackie Chan. I really can't fly out."

Wang Ze: "(；☉_☉)?"

"Just fantasize, what's with all this talk about time rewinding and deduction capabilities?" Lin Li sneered, sounding exasperated. "Useless thing. Taking off without any passengers is an absolute disgrace for a captain. Bai Bufan... you piece of trash! I'm really ashamed to be associated with you."

"You make it sound so easy," Bai Bufan said, his eyes wide. "Lin Li, what could I do in that situation? The conditions were too harsh!"

"No matter how tough things get, you must have a calculator at home, right? Can't you just keep pressing the '2' button? When I was down on my luck, it was this calculator that saved me."

Bai Bufan: "(；☉_☉)?"

(End of this chapter)