"When did I ever make three wishes?" Wang Ze didn’t catch on and asked in confusion.
Bai Bufan, who was waiting for chaos, imdiately shook his head at Wang Ze with a helpless look as if watching an idiot:
"Wang Ze is such an idiot, huh."
"Class ti, let’s analyze an example sentence: ’Bro, you’ll still bring breakfast tomorrow, won’t you?’."
"In this sentence, first you wished to continue being bros with Lin Li, then you wished for tomorrow to exist, and finally wished for breakfast. Isn’t that three wishes?
Lin Li saying you’re greedy is spot on. You really are like a Kinder Surprise Egg, wishing for all three things at once."
Bai Bufan analyzed it thoroughly.
Wang Ze: "..."
Damn.
That’s how the three wishes work?
I’ll battle it out with you guys, masters of linguistic arts.
Looking at Lin Li’s smile, Wang Ze felt like although he was in school, he was getting further from academic halls and closer to the chaotic ones.
"Wang Ze, I think Lin Li mainly feels that asymtry is not visually pleasing. Trust , if you step on a pattern here too, he’ll be happy imdiately." Bai Bufan enjoyed the commotion, thinking that without soone dying for fun, it wouldn’t be right.
Wang Ze swung an imaginary punch at Bai Bufan, squatted down, wiped Lin Li’s shoe with his palm, and looked up at Lin Li with innocent eyes.
"These are new shoes." Lin Li’s voice was cold.
Wang Ze: "Where’s the old pair? Where’d you recycle them?"
Lin Li: "?"
Continuing with a nuclear-friendly smile, Lin Li began pressing his finger joints, making crackling sounds: "Wang Ze, whenever I see you, I feel a strange anger."
Without being able to continue flattering, Bai Bufan’s voice ca over:
"In the stomach?"
Lin Li, Wang Ze: "?"
"It’s okay, I understand you, Lin Li. Before, I used to spend money recklessly without budgeting, but ever since I saw Wang Ze, I’ve automatically started keeping track of my expenses daily. So it’s normal to feel a strange anger. It’s a sign of having life."
Bai Bufan was delighted to find a like-minded friend and patted Lin Li on the shoulder.
"Let’s release this strange anger together, not now, another day."
Lin Li, Wang Ze: "?"
"You’re also an inverse earth star!" Wang Ze stared wide-eyed and covered his butt.
Only others used to fear being bent by him; now there were experts.
Class 4-1 was completely ruined.
But Wang Ze actually still appreciated Bai Bufan because if it weren’t for him, Lin Li’s strange anger would remain focused on him.
—Now it’s vented on him instead.
"Beep—!!"
The five-minute break quickly passed, and the referee blew the whistle, signaling the start of the second round.
"Wait a sec, let grab so powder. My hands are all clean, weird." The trio paused their antics as Wang Ze looked at his restored skin tone hands and wondered.
Lin Li glanced at his front and back, shoulders covered with a terribly white school uniform, and chuckled.
The second round victory ca even faster than the first, given the obvious paper strength—it wasn’t like rallying the troops would flip the odds.
A small win was still a win, and while the guys celebrated, Chen Yu Ying snapped photos from the side.
"Class rep, how did the photos turn out?" Lin Li naturally extended his hand to inquire.
"I took a lot. Want to take a look?" Chen Yu Ying nodded and handed the cara hanging around her neck to Lin Li.
"I want to see them too! Let have a peek!" A few guys nearby gathered around.
Opening the cara album, Lin Li began browsing the photos.
Wang Ze and Bai Bufan, who crowded around, gradually fell silent.
Apart from the celebration photos just taken, most of the earlier photos were from the tug-of-war competition.
As a result, the rope stood taut, classmates’ faces distorted with bulging veins: front row Chen Tianming and Zhuo Yongfei gritted their teeth, faces flushing red; middle row girls Ding Sihan and Qu Wanqiu had ssy hair, twisted expressions; the rear, carrier Zhou Baowei grimaced horribly as if exerting all his strength.
But this certainly wasn’t Chen Yu Ying’s fault; after all, tug-of-war, it’s normal for such heroic scenes to be recorded that way.
However.
However!
There was a beast standing in the middle, holding the rope with both hands but seemingly effortless, with hair perfectly neat, a confident smile, and even sotis, during cara monts, winks!
Beast, beast indeed.
In the captured monts, besides this beast, everyone else exerted all their strength, while the beast seed more like he was just enjoying it.
Thus, the resulting arrangent for Class 4’s tug-of-war lineup was displayed as "hideous monstrous pig muck, budget-conscious handso Lin Li, hideous ugly athletic muck, hideous noble dog muck."
Upon noticing everyone’s gaze directed at him, Lin Li blinked innocently: "What’s the matter? I’m just naturally photogenic. Why those expressions?"
"You only care about looking good, aren’t even exerting effort, huh!"
"Red Stone! Lin Li, this is like we’re fighting on the front lines while you handle logistics and entertain our partners at the rear!"
"Red! Let Lin Li strip! I’m ready to pull! Already holding back!"
Lin Li’s exclusive handsoness evidently stirred public anger, causing the crowd’s gaze to grow increasingly dangerous.
Everyone seed to have a strange anger in their stomachs.
"Don’t passive-aggressively criticize . Although I’m pretty photogenic, I did use my strength properly; I didn’t drag everyone down," Lin Li emphasized hastily.
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