"Lin Li, you really ca to join the competition too, ranked first in the grade in the midterm exam, impressive."
The second person from outside the class to greet Lin Li was Yao Qiaoqiao, who arrived quite late.
"Thanks," Lin Li, who was murmuring with Chen Yu Ying, raised his head upon hearing this, and after a sowhat perfunctory thank you, noticed that Yao Qiaoqiao didn't have other girls by her side, he pointed with his thumb behind him and inford her of Chen Tianming's whereabouts:
"Tianming is at the back, you can sit with him."
Chen Tianming owed him a bow now, Lin Li ntally marked it.
"Chen Tianming also ca?" Yao Qiaoqiao was a bit surprised, lifted her head and looked towards the back, presumably saw him afterward, and waved to Chen Tianming.
It seed Chen Tianming hadn't inford her before coming.
"But no need, I want to sit at the front. Classmate, is there soone sitting next to you? If not, could you let co in and sit? Thanks."
Then, Yao Qiaoqiao asked a girl in the first row and after getting a response, sat in the empty spot next to her.
Seeing this, Lin Li curiously turned his head to look at the last row.
As expected, Chen Tianming now had his hands together praying to Zhang Haoyang, looking so earnest, occasionally pointing to other spots in the multipurpose hall.
Couldn't hear, but probably calling for help.
Chen Tianming was no longer his brother, just a descendant.
While Zhang Haoyang fiercely scowled at Tianming, rolling his eyes skywards, unmoved.
Lin Li, satisfied, turned back to continue chatting secretly with Chen Yu Ying—
Wait.
Just now... while watching Chen Tianming and Zhang Haoyang, did his peripheral vision catch sothing off?
Thinking of this, Lin Li quickly turned back again.
Oh crap!
Wang Yuezhi, what kind of look is that?
Such gloominess, resentnt, sadness, despair, giving off the vibe of soone losing their wits after experiencing a diarrhea incident in the wild with no phone or paper.
This guy's eyes truly harbor lions.
No wonder he felt a chill on his back all along, not because a ghost was on his back, but because of Wang Yuezhi's gaze?
When their eyes t, Wang Yuezhi imdiately lowered his head, but the slightly clenched fists showed his inner turmoil.
Lin Li also turned back but discreetly materialized a "duck blood bottle" under the desk, then began absorbing.
Why Wang Yuezhi suddenly changed like this, as lunchti buddies, Lin Li naturally could tell at a glance.
How's the saying go — "Brother, are you unhappy recently? I noticed you don't laugh anymore, is it just because I married your wife?"
Though "duck blood bottle" only provides temporary relief, the absorbed negative emotions will eventually resurface, but feeling comfortable for a while is better than nothing.
Hopefully, it won't ruin the lunchti trio's bond.
Yuezhi, can we et again tomorrow noon? When we do, you should be happy, be blessed, okay?
Filled up — Lin Li typically reserves one-third for credibility and one-third for anger, only leaving one-third for storage, not much.
But though it was only one-third, the "duck blood bottle" has improved along with Lin Li's growth, Wang Yuezhi remains as terrifying as ever.
Yet, because of it, he ultimately found more calm, and Zhuo Yongfei beside him was sowhat surprised.
Zhuo Yongfei: Growing up really happens in an instant?
"Knock, knock, knock."
The hollow echoes of footsteps on the wooden stage rang like alarm clock sounds to students, extrely sharp.
The crowd, previously chatting leisurely, imdiately went quiet and looked at the lecture desk.
The teacher who just walked past the door now ca in, inserted the USB into the dia, and carried several stacks of paper resembling test sheets to the front row and instructed:
"Each person gets one, pass it back."
Lin Li quickly got one too.
Stapled 'PPT' — twelve pages of slides arranged flatly within, clearly the competition tutoring material.
"Everyone should be here by now, those in the back, try to move forward a bit."
The teacher walked onto the stage to operate the dia, simultaneously speaking through the microphone.
Lin Li turned back and found Chen Tianming and Zhang Haoyang no longer at the last row, and after glancing around, saw them already seated at the fourth row.
And now Chen Tianming looked prideful as if taking credit, while Zhang Haoyang smiled perfunctorily.
Seed it wasn't a recent move, but Chen Tianming's earlier plea worked.
"Everyone got the PPT, right? If not, co up to get it yourself later. Ti is tight, the task is heavy, everyone knows why you're here. My surna is Hua, just call Teacher Hua, let's begin the class."
Hua Ming did a brief self-introduction then cut right to the topic:
"Look at the first page of PPT directly—"
"Class monitor, I think we should call him Teacher Handso Hua, what do you think." At this ti, Lin Li slightly leaned to the left, anwhile speaking.
"Why?" Chen Yu Ying also leaned this way curiously.
Looked up, took another glance.
Hua Ming was middle-aged, neither tall nor handso, and had a bald head.
A thousand Hua Mings couldn't match up to Lin Li eh.
"Because he's bald." Lin Li winked.
"Eh?"
Chen Yu Ying: "..."
After a brief silence upon realizing, Chen Yu Ying bowed her head and chuckled.
Lin Li is quite good at wordplay.
"Pay attention to the class."
...
"Take a break, folks. You can go to the restroom, get water, or start on the examples on page 19. If you have questions, co up and ask ."
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