"Zhou Baowei: I think it’s not as good as regular lamb."
"Bai Bufan: All you think about is food. I ant trying that thing I just heard about, at the edge of a cliff with a sheep. You push forward, and the sheep gets so scared of falling that it backs up frantically, giving you a different taste."
"Zhou Baowei: ?"
"Zhou Baowei: Bai Bufan, are you still humanity’s good friend? Be honest, have you been controlled by the other two heads?"
"Bai Bufan: Why would I have two heads, am I Nezha?"
"Lin Li: Dumbass, Bao Wei said you’re the Hellhound."
"Yang Bangjie: ’Lewd picture’"
"Bai Bufan: Weren’t you going to take the exam? Why are you still chatting in the group?"
"Lin Li: Does anyone have a hat in the school building? Urgently need to let know the location, I need to borrow one."
"Bai Bufan: What do you need a hat for?"
"Lin Li: It’s useful."
What’s it useful for?
To cover my face.
Lin Li thought that his recent over-the-top enthusiasm was pretty embarrassing, although he had insightfully used Bai Bufan as a disguise ahead of ti, Lin Li felt he still wasn’t adequately prepared.
The main incident happened right at the school, the area is too small.
What if the victims co to the school to demand justice, and they recognize after realizing Bai Bufan isn’t actually Bai Bufan? I have to cover up sohow.
There’s a face mask in the "Fire Separation Sword Nourishing Gourd," but it’s best to pair it with a hat.
The gourd actually has a lot of clothes, but no hats, because Lin Li never wears hats and doesn’t have any at ho.
The last hat he bought was probably the little yellow traffic safety cap from elentary school.
Just as he was about to continue asking in the group, Bai Bufan unexpectedly called him directly.
"Hello?" Lin Li answered.
"Lin Li, you’re a traitor!" As soon as the call connected, Bai Bufan’s suppressed angry voice ca through, extrely jarring.
Lin Li: "?"
What just happened?
Did soone find out I used Bai Bufan’s na? It can’t be that fast!
But before Lin Li could question in confusion about what he did, Bai Bufan’s deep and powerful voice continued:
"Lin Li! You’re a spy! A warlord! Anti-party mber! Ambitious! Capitalist! Surrenderist! Revisionist! Big bully! Underground figure! Non-revolutionary! Black Scholar! Black Hand! Mobster accomplice! Empiricist! Chaleon! Stumbling block! Fence-sitter! Anti-frozen π! Murderer! Double-dealer! Foreign spy! Comprador! Separatist! Waaa—thief—"
Bai Bufan took a breath at this point.
Then his voice beca softer and more relaxed: "Pick one yourself."
Lin Li: "..."
After a brief silence, Lin Li was the first to laugh.
"You bastard," Lin Li couldn’t help pointing at the phone’s microphone, "once you get on the phone, you slam with all these labels, right."
"Didn’t you want hats?" Bai Bufan retorted.
"Can I even wear all these damn hats?" Lin Li laughed and cursed.
If he could survive with these hats really on his head, he’d be Superman.
Bai Bufan was silent for a mont on his end, then—
"Lin Li! You’re a selfless collectivist! A firm materialist! A broad-minded internationalist! A down-to-earth idealist! A pragmatic doer in unity of knowledge and action! A self-disciplined moralist with integrity! An optimistic sun-chaser—"
"I’m not sure if I’m a double-dealer, but you’re definitely a double-dealer," listening to the totally different content, Lin Li couldn’t suppress his laughter again,
"Honestly, after hearing this bunch, my head feels light but my shoulders heavy, it’s ti for sacrifice, I guess."
If these honorary hats were really placed on his head while alive, he’d be Superman too.
"You don’t want these either?" Bai Bufan sighed helplessly on the other end of the phone, "Lin Li, you’re so picky, I have no other hats for you."
"Thank you for sparing then."
Bai Bufan also laughed contentedly, then curiously asked: "So what do you actually need a hat for?"
"I might do sothing embarrassing and need a hat as a cover."
"What are you going to do?"
"I can’t say just yet."
"Keeping secrets from ?" Bai Bufan clicked his tongue, then like a caring father advised: "Lin Li, there are so many students from other schools today, don’t make it so that every college in Nansang knows your na."
"Originally, Old Jian couldn’t lift his head at internal etings. There’s hope while living. On the day he can’t lift his head at outside etings either, you’ll be in for a real treat."
"It won’t go that far." Lin Li imdiately reassured.
It’s impossible.
He’s not even using his own na.
Pure unfounded worry, but he won’t spell it out. When Bai gets a free juice, he’ll naturally know.
By then, he’ll secretly enjoy it!
Not bothering with idle chatter, he hung up the call. Seeing no response to his ssages in the group chat, Lin Li didn’t pursue further. He decided to make do with the situation.
He still had to make the most of his ti.
Even though the enthusiastic mission wasn’t ti-limited, after today, it wouldn’t be as easy to get students from other schools to Nansang.
Randomly pulling out a blank armband from the "Qiankun Ring" made him appear more like a school volunteer. Lin Li quickly returned to the fountain in front of the exam venue’s guide board.
"I am a student from South First Middle School, if anyone has any questions needing answers, feel free to ask ."
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