"Sure." Bai Bufan nodded.
Even though he knew Lin Li’s answer might be a pile of crap, he had to taste the saltiness.
The Red Stone King should have such awareness.
"Go back to your hotown and find a hen, when she lays an egg, push your hand back." Lin Li gave an answer, "Of course, you don’t have to use your hand, but I don’t recomnd it."
Bai Bufan: "?"
What?
You?
Bai Bufan admitted he was prepared, but he really wasn’t prepared enough.
"You goddamn... cow... grass." Bai Bufan thought about the scene, then laughed uncontrollably.
No matter how you look at it, it’s quite unethical.
"I’ve decided, I’m gonna order a chicken rice bowl for delivery." Bai Bufan was tempted.
Rice fried chicken egg, perfect.
"Alright, if you’re ordering delivery, where should we send it? Surely not to the school’s gate? If I have to get it from the gate, I might as well go to the cafeteria." Lin Li didn’t mind and, being too lazy to go to the cafeteria by himself, asked.
"Nah, just write the iron gate of the dorm building; you can go get it directly from downstairs." Bai Bufan explained, "I’ll send you a more detailed description on WeChat."
"Okay."
"Are you really going to eat that rice bowl, or should we order sothing else together?" Lin Li asked again.
"Let finish this ga first and then I’ll see." Bai Bufan continued playing.
"Bai Bufan, can’t you pause the ga and eat first?" Lin Li suddenly shouted.
"Are you kidding ?" Bai Bufan didn’t even lift his head: "And you’re calling by my full na, Lin Li, you’re living a full life."
Then Bai Bufan asked with so amusent: "Lin Li, do you think forty years from now, nursing hos will beco e-sports rooms where grandkids often get knocked out in gas and kneel at the gates, shouting ’Please, Ancestors, co out of the mountain’?"
"Ha, rubbish. In reality, by then, you won’t even be able to press a keyboard; the only thing you’ll do every day is raise your hand to the caregiver and say ’Caregiver, I pooped on the CPU again,’ and then be spun like a top by the snarky caregiver." Lin Li chuckled.
Bai Bufan: "..."
The imagery was strong; he’d already been spun away.
...
"Okay, okay, just leave it behind the fence, I’ll go get it in a bit."
Bai Bufan’s phone rang first, then he got up, stretched lazily, and climbed down from the bed.
"Bufan, look at this." Lin Li was scrolling through short videos, laughing so hard he couldn’t contain himself, indicating that Bai Bufan should co over and watch.
"Coming."
"Finished watching, what’s so funny about it?" Bai Bufan asked, a little puzzled.
"You probably didn’t get it; watch it again later, pay attention to the subtitles." Lin Li explained, holding back laughter.
After being pulled to watch it multiple tis by Lin Li and still not finding the humor, Bai Bufan suddenly realized sothing was off, stood up and pointed at Lin Li in disbelief:
"Are you trying to stall?"
At this mont, Lin Li imdiately reined in his smile, cut to the background, and saw the ssage that the rider was 50 ters away, and his grin slowly returned.
"Bufan, rember to grab my delivery while you’re at it; you should reach just as it arrives."
Bai Bufan: "..."
Damn, all the little tricks were used on himself.
"Fine." Bai Bufan sighed.
Next to him, Zhou Baowei poked his head out, smiling awkwardly: "Haha, Bufan, I also have a really good video over here..."
"Bao Wei, wishing you a bright future." Bai Bufan just left that line and turned to leave.
"What do you an? Are you cursing ?" Zhou Baowei couldn’t understand.
"Many years later, with his head buried in a filthy toilet, as he drowned himself, Zhou Baowei finally realized that ’wishing you a bright future’ was a farewell; thus he said, ’My toilet, I wish you a bright future’."
Lin Li added a fitting narration at this mont.
Zhou Baowei: "..."
"So that’s what ’bright future’ ans? Bai Bufan is pretending to be so cultured."
"Is that really what you’re going to argue about?" Lin Li was sowhat surprised.
Zhou Baowei: "..."
Not right!
...
"Seems like a lot of people have the sa idea as us, there are deliveries all over by the fence." Bai Bufan said as he returned and handed Lin Li’s delivery to him.
Then Bai Bufan, seated and opening his delivery, suddenly exclaid.
"What’s the matter?" Lin Li asked curiously, turning around.
"Got bitten by the delivery." Bai Bufan showed a small drop of blood on his thumb.
It was from when he got pricked by a staple while opening the bag.
No big deal.
Fortunately, Bai Bufan wasn’t an idol trainee; otherwise, they’d have to call an ambulance.
"Lin Li, after being bitten by the delivery, I now feel like my senses are heightened. In my mind, I see an image of a delivery rider in a yellow vest riding an electric bike calling to rge with him. Am I about to beco the Superhero Takeout Man?"
Bai Bufan closed his eyes, feeling a bit dazed.
Lin Li: "..."
You’re crazy.
But if Bai Bufan wasn’t crazy, Lin Li wouldn’t even play with him.
"Your injury is more serious than I thought, it may have already affected your brain." So Lin Li quickly searched around the dormitory, finally picking a piece of rust off the corners of the bed and handed it to Bai Bufan:
"Bufan, quickly apply this on your wound, it works especially well for soone in your condition."
Bai Bufan: "?"
"You treating like I’m SpongeBob with a splintered thumb?"
...
When the end of lunchti bell, replaced with the ’Athlete March’, rang, the people in the dormitory got up, ready to go downstairs.
The weather was really nice.
Even though it was noon, only sparse sunlight could stream through the clouds onto the playground, with a gentle breeze bringing a slight chill.
The playground had already undergone so changes.
The high jump equipnt, the starting smoke screen, the run-up devices, the tape at the finish line...all the things needed for the competition were set up in the remaining ti of the morning.
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