CHAPTER 199: CHAPTER 171: ALL-NATURAL, NO ARTIFICIAL ELEMENTS, NO AWKWARD CRITICISM

Bai Bufan’s alias was rejected.

Because once it’s accepted, Lin Li’s alias would immediately become Bai Bufan of Class 4, Grade 1 at Nansang Middle School.

Additionally, the one who reacted most strongly wasn’t Lin Li, who merely let out a cold snort, but Principal Wang, who disregarded the scenery and rushed back to persuade Bai Bufan.

Whoever knows Nansang Middle School, there’s no Lin Li or Bai Bufan, they’re not even acquaintances, don’t pretend to know each other!

Especially Lin Li, the banner should only be for the homeroom teacher, not the principal. You can belong to Class 4, Grade 1, but you can’t be from Nansang Middle School.

Helpless, in the end, Bai Bufan took on the alias Xiaozhou.

The interview and photo session quickly wrapped up.

"Alright, we won’t take any more of your time, go to class." Sun Ying said, getting up and putting away her pen.

However, Bai Bufan shook his head upon hearing this, "Sister Sun, you can take a bit more time."

Xue Jian stared over.

The first class on Monday is often a homeroom session, but it frequently swaps with the last math class on Friday.

This takes up his time.

Bai Bufan instantly shut his mouth.

As they parted at the door, Lin Li noticed the principal’s gaze and said before leaving, "Principal, it’s fine, next time I’ll make sure you get a banner too."

"Hiss—you have a good intention, but it’s best there isn’t a next time." The principal didn’t seem too appreciative, sincerely saying to Lin Li.

Lin Li: "..."

But last time he left with a system task, this time there wasn’t one, so maybe there really won’t be a next time.

"Bufan, are you going to keep your banner yourself, or leave it with the teacher to take home on the weekend?" Xue Jian asked Bai Bufan on the way back.

"Teacher, you keep it for me." Bai Bufan, clutching the workbook, made the right choice immediately, "If you want it, I can give it to you too."

It’s unlucky to keep it himself.

Is this even a banner?

If those guys in the dorm see it, my title as the "Anti-Pornography Vanguard Dog" will never go away.

Grumbler Lin Li.

"What do I need your banner for, the teacher already has one." Xue Jian declined Bai Bufan’s kind gesture and showed his own.

Bai Bufan: "?"

"By the way, Bufan, remember after you go back, we only got the workbook, not the money." When the two lagged behind Xue Jian again, Lin Li quietly discussed with Bai Bufan.

"Understood!" Bai Bufan nodded seriously.

Otherwise, it has to be shareable.

"Also, it’s not safe to bring it back to the dorm. To prevent it from being discovered, let me keep it for you first. I’ll save it and return it when you’re older." Lin Li quickly added, putting forth his proposal.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Scram."

That’s just as bad as sharing it.

...

"So that’s what happened this morning."

At noon, although the principal and Xue Jian were smarter this time and didn’t make a fuss, the classmates still noticed Lin Li and Bai Bufan being called out, so at lunchtime, Chen Yu Ying still asked curiously.

"You took Bai Bufan to, um, get a foot massage?" Chen Yu Ying was greatly shocked.

"I was leading him on the path to uphold justice, don’t make it sound so bad." Lin Li thought it necessary to clear his name.

"What an interesting experience." Chen Yu Ying remarked, then looked at Lin Li, "I wish there would be a chance for me to experience it too."

Lin Li, who was drinking water, almost spat it out.

Taking the tissue Chen Yu Ying handed over to wipe his mouth, Lin Li coughed and said, "Cough, cough, class president, no, do you also want a foot massage?"

Honestly, he didn’t have the guts.

Chen Yu Ying is no Bai Bufan; in Xue Jian’s eyes, Bai Bufan might be a mini Lin Li, unwanted but not discarded, but Chen Yu Ying is different. Even if Lin Li took her to do something noble like anti-pornography work, he would still feel Xue Jian’s love and justice afterward.

The mighty fist of love and justice.

Only being scolded by Xue Jian would be a good outcome. If that man who he’s met twice finds out he took her daughter for a foot massage, Lin Li would only think to comment on his fate—

Shang Yang knows the horse’s strength, Bi Gan understands people’s hearts.

Unless given a task.

Lin Li cast a sidelong glance at the system. With such a perfect chance to mess with him, they really won’t give a task?

Useless thing, looks like the system is unwilling to be his excuse.

"It’s not about foot massage, I just want to experience the kind of undercover operation, where you assume an alias, battle wits with criminals, and reveal your identity at a critical moment, it sounds so interesting. That’s what I’m referring to." Chen Yu Ying explained, feeling a bit shy under Lin Li’s gaze.

Seeing the longing in Chen Yu Ying’s eyes, Lin Li scratched his head.

It’s normal to add some artistic flair to his experiences, right?

"If there’s really a chance next time, I’ll call you."

"Alright."

...

Tuesday night.

As the end of evening self-study approached, the class started to stir.

The least survivable stationery in the world is the eraser, and the most survivable item is the protractor.

"No way, where’s my eraser, I had such a big eraser." As Lin Li sorted things for tomorrow’s exam, he became more convinced of this truth.

In this world, if someone can truly use up an eraser without losing it or tearing it into small pieces to throw at Zhou Baowei’s head, they’re a legend.

"Careless fool, never mind, I have extras. I put all my erasers in my pen case." Bai Bufan scoffed.

"Wait, where’s my pen case, I had such a big pen case?" A minute later, Bai Bufan was no longer scoffing.

Lin Li: "..."

You really are a fool.

"It’s fine, every action has an equal counteraction. If erasers are easy to lose, they should be easy to find. Let’s see if there’s one on the ground." Lin Li, always the genius, proposed a new theory.

"Got it!" Bai Bufan nodded.

And Lin Li secretly got up and tossed the eraser from Zhou Baowei’s desk onto the floor.

"You’re right! There is one! Let’s split it!" Bai Bufan caught it accurately and excitedly proclaimed.

Zhou Baowei just watched these two fools perform here.

Then he accepted the fact that his eraser was split into three.

Anyway, Lin Li would compensate him with a new one tomorrow.

Soon, the bell rang, marking the end of the last session of evening self-study, and Chen Yu Ying stood up: "Everyone, move the desks according to the diagram on the blackboard, don’t just leave it to the duty students."

Even if it’s just a midterm, you still need to maintain a certain distance between examinees, so you mustn’t leave everything as it is.

"I’m moving out." Lin Li got up and informed Bai Bufan.

"OK." Bai Bufan nodded.

After rearranging the desks, for the sake of tidiness and cleanliness in the classroom, there are usually quite a few extra desks and chairs, typically moved out by students closest to the front or back doors.

Lin Li was among those farthest from the door, but he disliked strangers occupying his seat.

Some people are just nosy, finishing their test without checking it, then glancing around their seat, trying to find some traces of the previous owner, to fiddle with some trinkets.

The existence of such people Lin Li firmly believed in, because he was one of them.

Although things on the desk had been moved to the back cabinet, there were still plenty inside, alongside which was inserted a Holy Sword, so Lin Li simply moved his whole place.

"Need help?"

After moving his desk and chair, Lin Li saw Yu Yu moving her desk and asked.

Without waiting for an answer, he straightforwardly took over the task.

"Thanks." Yu Yu, who wanted to refuse, had to say.

"You’re welcome."

Lin Li noticed a delicate pin on Yu Yu’s desk, looking much nicer than the tacky Pingjiang Warriors pin. Not fond of silence, he struck up a conversation, "Yu Yu, your pin’s pretty nice, where’d you get it? I want one too."

"...It’s not store-bought, it’s self-grown."

Lin Li: "Huh?"

No way.

Hold on.