Chen Tianming realized one thing: relying on his brothers was worse than relying on a piece of dried dog poop on the side of the road.

And Lin Li also planned to go next door to see what was going on. Of course, just to see. After seeing, he still had to come back and study.

Lin Li's Diary.

9:10: Playing cards.

9:30: Playing cards.

9:50: Playing cards.

10:10: Lin Li, oh Lin Li! How could you be so degenerate! Have you forgotten the study plan you made earlier? Confucius said, "I reflect on myself three times a day." I can't go on like this.

10:30: Playing cards.

...

"My whole life has been like walking on thin ice. Can I really get into the top 100 in the grade?" Lin Li returned to his room and fell into regret.

Bai Bufan and Zhou Baowei were very relieved. They took on the role of water ghosts, preferring to give their chips to Lin Li rather than let him go back to study.

Bedtime.

Lin Li also realized one thing. Bai Bufan, Chen Tianming, and the others had really had a hard time for the past six months. He should scold them less in the future.

"Vroom—!!! Thump, thump!! Vroom—!!! Thump, thump!!"

He opened his eyes, confused.

It must be his imagination. How did it seem like someone had driven a tractor into the room?

He turned his head. The tractor driver, Zhou Baowei, was sleeping soundly.

But a hero would always appear. Galio had arrived.

"Baowei, get up," Bai Bufan skillfully rolled over and sat on Zhou Baowei's body, giving him a big slap without any hesitation.

"Slap!"

"What's wrong?" The tractor stopped. Zhou Baowei, who had been woken up by the slap, said groggily.

"Take your sleeping pills and get ready for bed."

"Oh."

Seeing that Zhou Baowei was awake, Bai Bufan rolled back to his own place and said to Lin Li, who was not yet used to this scene:

"Lin Li, hurry up. In about three minutes, the regular snoring will start, and in ten minutes, the messy snoring will start. If I'm already asleep by then, you can just go and hit Baowei. Don't worry, you don't have to hold back. He's used to it."

One thing had to be admitted: irregular snoring was really terrifying.

If the snoring was regular, you could force yourself to 'hypnotize' yourself into thinking it was white noise and fall asleep. But with irregular snoring, you couldn't predict when it would start, which was pure torture.

Lin Li: "..."

"It's been hard on you all these years," Lin Li said sincerely.

"It's okay, we're all used to it. And usually, Baowei consciously stays up late. This bastard probably drank too much next door tonight."

It was clear that they were used to it. After all, this little combo was too smooth. It couldn't be done without practice.

Fortunately, Lin Li's sleep had not been sufficient recently, and he had only practiced the odd-numbered chapters of the Eight-Section Body Tempering exercise this morning. Before even three minutes had passed, Lin Li had fallen asleep.

...

"Beep, beep, beep! Beep, beep, beep!"

The familiar demonic sound of the Apple alarm clock rang. Lin Li opened his eyes.

"Slap!" At this moment, a crisp slap landed on Zhou Baowei's face.

Bai Bufan said with great resentment, "Baowei, turn off your damn Apple!"

"Huh? Oh! I didn't set an alarm..." Zhou Baowei said in a daze.

"You're full of shit! You're the only one of the four of us who uses an Apple. Hurry up! It's so noisy!" Bai Bufan slapped him again.

"I can't turn off my alarm! It doesn't seem to be my alarm!"

"You're the only one who uses an Apple, and it's not you! Slap! Turn it off quickly!"

The three slaps you took for me were worth it.

Lin Li silently turned off his alarm clock.

It was 4:40 AM.

[Low-grade spirit stone *1.]

Another low-grade spirit stone was in his account. He definitely wouldn't practice the spiritual energy chapter today, so he'd put it in the [Warehouse] for now.

Lin Li quickly arrived at the designated open space from last night.

He looked for the location of Chen Yuying and the others' room. The curtains were still drawn. It seemed they were not yet awake.

Lin Li set up his phone on the side, in case they weren't awake when he finished practicing and wouldn't admit it. Then he began to practice.

...

"Lin Li, do you really exercise like this every day?" Chen Yuying's pleasant voice drifted over with the morning breeze.

Lin Li turned his head and found Chen Yuying, wearing a little bear headband, rubbing her cheeks to reduce the slight puffiness that was inevitable in the morning, her face full of surprise.

"Are my two daughters awake? Don't let them go back on their word," although Lin Li's current physical fitness allowed him to practice for an hour without rest, it was also fine to rest for a few minutes at this time. He picked up the mineral water bottle on the side and began to drink in large gulps.

"Wanqiu is still sleeping. Sihan is at the window. I was afraid of disturbing others by shouting, so I sent you a message and called you, but you didn't notice," Chen Yuying pointed in the direction of the room and explained.

"It's like this when there's no message notification," Lin Li turned his head and saw Ding Sihan at the window. He waved at her.

The other party responded with a middle finger.

"She asked me to come and see if you were slacking off," Chen Yuying said with a smile.

"Sweat can't be faked, and I also recorded a video."

"I believe you. I've actually been standing here for two minutes. You're really super focused," Chen Yuying nodded.

"Why do you believe me so easily? I wanted you to smell my sweat."

"Good pervert."

"Hey, by the way, after seeing such a charming side of me, class president, can my image in your heart be upgraded from a good pervert?" Lin Li said with a smile upon hearing this.

"How about a self-disciplined pervert?" Chen Yuying tilted her head, a faint smile in her breath.

"That way, people will mistake 'good' as describing self-disciplined. I prefer 'self-disciplined good pervert'," Lin Li gave a more suitable suggestion.

"Okay, your image has been updated. From today on, you are a self-disciplined good pervert," Chen Yuying nodded.

The water was finished. Lin Li twisted the empty water bottle into a twist and then unscrewed the cap.

"Bang!"

The bottle cap flew high.

Lin Li watched it fly into the sky. After it landed, he picked up the bottle cap and threw it into the trash can along with the plastic bottle.

"Then, class president, I'll continue to exercise. Today's time target has not yet been reached," Lin Li said.

"Do you want me to go buy you a bottle of water?" Chen Yuying asked upon seeing this.

"My stomach is not good," Lin Li said.

"Huh? You can't drink too much water? Is hot water okay?" Chen Yuying didn't understand.

"I can't refuse soft rice," Lin Li blinked.

"Then wait a moment," Chen Yuying laughed and then left.

Lin Li looked at Chen Yuying's back.

Summer pajamas were very short. They were indeed fair, slender, and good-looking.

...

"Class president, aren't you going back? Don't you still have to do your makeup?"

Seeing that Chen Yuying, who had brought the water, was sitting on the side, Lin Li asked curiously.

"I'll stay outside for a while to reduce the swelling. I'll go back later. You can just practice."

"Okay."

Ding Sihan, who was dozing off by the window, was very energetic at this moment.

She held her camera and clicked away.

The scene in front of her gradually froze.

The morning sun was just beginning to shine. Golden sunlight streamed through the treetops and fell on Chen Yuying. She sat quietly on the bench, like a flower blooming in the morning dew.

The girl's long hair fell softly on her shoulders, swaying with her gently swinging legs.

Lin Li was practicing a martial art that Ding Sihan couldn't understand but seemed very powerful in the distance. Every movement was full of strength.

Shipping everything will only make my nutrition balanced.

Ding Sihan looked at the photo she had taken and excitedly slapped her thigh.

This picture was too perfect.

Her Ying Bao, cute! Pure! Beautiful!

Today's scenery, the sunlight, the breeze, and the treetops were just right!

And Lin Li next to her was also a man!

At this moment, time seemed to freeze. The girl, the breeze, the morning sun, the treetops, and the extra man next to them, together formed a beautiful picture.

—From Ding Sihan, purely subjective, purely malicious.

(End of Chapter)