Chapter 212: Chapter 180: Understood, but understood incorrectly
Seeing this scene, Bai Bufan was a bit confused. He didn’t understand why everyone was staring at him.
Was he too conspicuous?
Oh, that must be it.
Seems like a lot of people just said I got a lot of questions wrong, and me being all right is too showy, really makes people jealous.
It’s human nature.
Bai Bufan immediately raised his hand and said seriously:
"Let me clarify first, I didn’t cheat. This is all my own work, all correct."
The class burst into laughter at his words.
"No!! Why are you all laughing! I really didn’t cheat! I swear, if there’s even a hint of dishonesty in my history score, when I pull out hangnails in the future, I’ll pull out a meter of skin along with it!"
Bai Bufan got anxious, seeing his classmates still ridiculing him, he vowed angrily.
"Hiss—ah—"
Bai Bufan’s vow seemed a bit too harsh, just thinking about that scene made Lin Li’s fingers throb.
Ever since tearing a finger skin once, Lin Li always kept nail clippers in his drawer.
Anyway.
"Bufan, nobody suspected you of cheating." Lin Li smiled as he said.
Even if cheating a little, it wouldn’t be this answer.
"Everyone mainly wants to ask you, for question four, why is Lin Zexu the one leading the Boston Tea Party, it’s quite a puzzle for us, can you explain?" Lin Li pressed further.
"Huh? Isn’t Old Xu the one who burned opium at Humen, how could he be involved in the Boston Tea Party?" Bai Bufan heard the words, returned to his seat, picked up his history exam paper, glanced at it, and was shocked:
"Oh man! How did I write B for this one? During the test, I clearly knew to pick C!"
This kind of brain thinking the right answer but selecting the wrong one behavior is quite common.
Especially among students.
"Eh? Then why did the answer pick B? Is the answer wrong too?" Bai Bufan finally realized belatedly, lifted his head, looked at Lin Li, eyes widening: "Wait, whose answer is this?"
"Yours."
Bai Bufan: "?"
The worst part is ~when silence suddenly descends on the room~
"What’s up with Bufan, why aren’t you talking?"
The worst part is ~when your friend’s concern suddenly emerges~
"Lin—Li—I’m ’beep—beep—beep—’"
When Bai Bufan’s roar sounded, and he chased Lin Li with red eyes, class four erupted into complete laughter mode.
But at this point, a problem arose; Bai Bufan couldn’t catch Lin Li.
Watching Lin Li eternally mocking him from across the classroom, Bai Bufan was furious, his expression completely indifferent, brotherhood severed: "Lin Li, I can’t catch you, but I have ways!"
"Oh, what ways do you have!" Lin Li sneered.
"I’ll make you taste what it’s like to lose a brother! Zhou Baowei, go to hell!" Bai Bufan started punching and kicking Zhou Baowei.
Zhou Baowei: "?"
Eh? Not bros? Why am I involved?
"Stop! You dare beat my brother? Then I’ll beat your brother!" Lin Li, who values brotherhood the most, was furious. As retaliation, Lin Li also rushed up to punch and kick Bao Wei.
Bai Bufan, beating Zhou Baowei: "Submit, Lin Li! If you don’t, I’ll keep beating!"
Lin Li, beating Zhou Baowei: "I won’t submit! Do you submit? If not, I’ll keep beating! Until death!"
Bai Bufan: "Not submitting! Show me you have what it takes to kill one!"
Zhou Baowei: "...I submit, is that okay?"
The two pretended not to hear, just kept throwing punches.
The two were less than half a meter apart, yet their punches all landed on Zhou Baowei’s back.
Although not painful at all, Zhou Baowei still had to marvel at these two idiots, building a wall without a roof, pure walls.
When the history teacher walked in, the two had to return to their seats.
"Can this be erased?"
Seeing these answers on the blackboard, the history teacher asked everyone.
She thought it was answers from a previous subject, in case students hadn’t finished checking.
"Teacher, these are Bufan’s history choice answers, if you want to erase it—uh uh!" Lin Li’s words were half said when Bai Bufan, eyes widening again, covered his mouth.
"History answers?" Suddenly involved in the gossip, the history teacher picked up her answers and compared them, then scratched her head: "You know, it’s kind of similar, but I almost don’t dare to recognize it."
Bai Bufan: "..."
...
"Lin Li, in this world, besides me and Northern Myanmar, who else would open their heart to you? I treated you sincerely, and this is how you repay me?"
After the history class ended, Bai Bufan, eyes empty, slumped on the desk.
Spirit deflated, limbs powerless, like someone just finished shooting a scene from ’He sat on the sofa, and behind him stood five black guys’.
Lin Li’s move was really too ruthless.
When the history teacher heard the answers on the blackboard were from Bai Bufan’s choice questions, the whole lesson was spent incessantly dragging him, making him stand up and explain his thought process every time he got a question wrong, as a negative example.
"You had it coming."
Lin Li snorted, picking up his water cup to get some water.
When I got back to the classroom, I saw Bai Bufan blocking Zhou Baowei from getting on the podium.
"Lin Li! Help me stop Bao Wei! Don’t let him go up and erase the answers!" Bai Bufan shouted for backup as soon as he saw Lin Li come in.
The next class was English, and the blackboard was filled with rows of new answers.
Lin Li laughed.
Do unto others the madness they do not wish for themselves.
Bai Bufan harming others is just desserts, but others harming Bai Bufan is despicable behavior.
"Coming!" Bai Bufan wielded a pure sword aura, but fortunately Lin Li wasn’t a saint either. Hearing this, he quickly placed his water cup on the cabinet behind him and stepped forward to help block Zhou Baowei.
Brothers united, their strength can break gold.
The bell rang.
Amid Zhou Baowei’s heart-wrenching screams, he was forcibly pressed back into his seat by Lin Li and Bai Bufan.
"Let me see how Bao Wei chooses English answers." Lin Li pulled out the English test paper and began comparing.
Wait a minute.
Something’s off.
"Why are Bao Wei’s answers exactly the same as mine?" Lin Li turned to look at Bai Bufan.
"Because they’re your answers." Bai Bufan smiled.
Zhou Baowei’s face, which had been filled with collapse and despair, now wore a cunning smile, matching Bai Bufan’s as they looked at Lin Li together.
Lin Li: "..."
Bu Hao!
Military strategy! They used military strategy!
This was clearly a trap set up by the two against me!
"Damn, I’ve really met my match today." Lin Li pressed his fist to his forehead in frustration, speechless.
Bai Bufan and Zhou Baowei burst out laughing.
"Tap, tap, tap."
The barefaced Koukou, wearing a small bee microphone and low-heeled shoes, walked in.
"Everyone, take out your monthly exam papers." Koukou said while glancing at the answers on the blackboard.
"Teacher, the blackboard is——" Bai Bufan was about to explain to Koukou.
"Huh? You guys already know the answers? You’ve all written them out for me in advance? These are the multiple-choice answers for the monthly exam. Check them yourselves; we’ll discuss the questions that most students got wrong. Bufan? What’s up? Is there something you want to tell the teacher?"
After saying that, Koukou looked up warmly at Bai Bufan, who had just called out to her.
Bai Bufan, Zhou Baowei: "?"
The two turned mechanically to look at Lin Li.
Come on, bro, you got them all right?
Lin Li leaned back in his chair, fingers running through his hair, and only after ’noticing’ their gaze did he look at them:
"Hmm? What’s wrong? Is there something you need? Bao Wei, you’re nearsighted, can you see the answers on the board clearly? Want me to check your paper for you?"
Damn, this guy is really putting on an act.
With a vocabulary of 3,500 words in high school, thanks to [powerful memory], Lin Li had mastered them thoroughly. The unfamiliar words beyond the syllabus in the first-year monthly exam came with Chinese annotations. As long as he could fully understand the exam content, it was just like doing elementary school language questions—getting them all right wasn’t too surprising.
But even though he got them all right, he might lose points in listening and grammatical transformations, as well as in writing, which makes getting first in class hard.
But it’s already enough; a conservative estimate puts it at at least 130+. For a Lin Li who previously fluctuated around 100, this was an epic improvement.
Looking at Lin Li’s smug face, Bai Bufan’s mouth twitched.
Seeing his brother doing so well, Bai Bufan was genuinely happy for him.
Rea-l-ly! Hap-py! For him!
The cabinet moved, Bai Bufan didn’t want to play anymore.
How could it end like this?
"No——!!!" No longer able to bear it, Bai Bufan shouted unwillingly, tears streaming down his face.
"The snow flies~ The north wind howls~" Lin Li sang beside him.
"What on earth is going on?"
Only Koukou was left with a bewildered face, wondering what antics these two jokers were up to again.
But it didn’t matter; Koukou knew how to handle them:
"It’s still so noisy even after class starts. You two, stand at the back and listen."
"Okay, let’s take a look at the first reading passage... Combine it with the parts about nature in the text, so this question’s answer is C. Do you understand?" Koukou started to explain the question.
Lin Li glanced over at Bai Bufan, then asked, "The teacher asked if you understand, quickly answer."
Bai Bufan: "?"
"Who the hell taught you to understand ’under stand’ like that? Genius!" Bai Bufan gave a thumbs up.
"If I weren’t a genius, how else would I get a perfect score on the English test? Isn’t it obvious?" Lin Li felt he deserved the title.
The two exchanged a look and nodded with satisfaction.
Too bad a third party intervened.
Koukou, who had somehow made her way to the two, pointed to either side with a grin that didn’t quite reach her eyes: "You two... one stand on the left, and one stand on the right!"
The small bee microphone emitted a sharp blaring sound, possibly containing noise.