Chapter 1035: Chapter 470: Su Shi’s Loyalty Wasn’t Only to Dongpo Pork (Part 2)
"Question: Which idiom includes old people, children, men, and women, but doesn’t contain any of those words?"
Oh, things are getting interesting.
Lin Li chuckled, "All members."
Bai Bufan snapped his fingers, "Execution."
The boy’s eyes lit up, "Amazing! That’s right!"
Chen Yu Ying, Ding Sihan, Qu Wanqiu: "(;☉_☉)?"
Boy: "In Cao Zhi’s seven-step poem with ’boiling the beans and burning the bean stalk,’ which beans and bean stalk are used?"
Lin Li chuckled, "Peas."
Bai Bufan snapped his fingers, "Because in this poem, the beans are Cao Zhi and the bean stalk is Cao Pi, but regardless of who they are—"
The two are in sync, "Both are Meng De’Er."
The boy’s eyes became increasingly bright, his breath somewhat excited, making his breathing sound more pronounced, "What thing is green and furry, and falling from a tree could kill someone?"
Bai Bufan, "Pool table."
Boy, "Besides cigarettes, what else is long and white, but unhealthy to smoke?"
Lin Li, "The spine."
Boy, "Other than cream puffs, what soft thing also bursts?"
Bai Bufan, "Someone having diarrhea."
Boy, "An elephant confronting a tiger, guess a historical figure!"
Lin Li, "Kublai Khan."
Boy, "A woman giving birth, guess an idiom."
Bai Bufan, "Spitting blood."
Boy, "Ultraman, guess a celebrity."
Trying to set a trap, Lin Li sneered, "Dead, of course."
The boy’s voice became increasingly hurried and trembling, "What do the Twin Towers and mille-feuille pastry have in common?!"
Lin Li, "Each layer has pulverized meat!!"
Boy, "What do Nike and whips have in common?"
Bai Bufan, "Both can make Black people run faster!!"
Boy, "Bo Yi Kao’s father is King Wen of Zhou, his brother is King Wu of Zhou, what kind of King is he?"
Lin Li and Bai Bufan once again in sync, "Ham—Burger—King!"
Ding Sihan, Chen Yu Ying, Qu Wanqiu: "(*╹▽╹*)."
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing.
"Stop, stop, stop——" But when others present realized what they heard, it was already too late:
"This isn’t just brain teasers anymore!! The five questions are long over!! And are they becoming somewhat sexually suggestive already! Ah Guo, that’s enough!"
The most anxious ones were students from this class.
Seeing that the boy’s eyes were full of passionate expectation, seemingly completely ignoring the warning, a girl beside him simply covered his head with a jacket to forcibly shut his mouth.
Almost suffocating the boy, he then calmed down.
"Sorry, sorry, I got too carried away for a moment, asked too many questions, you all got them right, naturally you get the highest discount, congratulations, congratulations." The boy slightly apologetically looked at Lin Li and Bai Bufan.
"No worries." Lin Li and Bai Bufan, unfazed, maintained a sage-like composure, even looking back at the boy with a calm nod.
The boy wasn’t offended by this; learning comes first, specialization is key. Their smooth responses to his queries evidently show their expertise far beyond his, as seniors.
In their gaze, he could even feel a sense of approval and recognition, which made him proud.
Unfortunately, before the boy could step up and say "Can I chat with you guys," the two were led away by the girls from their class who had finished settling the bill.
"Why so hurried to leave?" The boy said regretfully.
"Probably embarrassed." The girl beside him said indifferently.
The boy asked the girl with some surprise, "Why are you so sure, and with such empathy?"
The girl looked at the boy indifferently, shook her head, and smiled slightly, "That’s not for you to worry about."
...
As the five walked to the first floor, Bai Bufan suddenly squinted.
"Lin Li, isn’t there something dirty mixed into the eleventh-grade booth?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Li looked over; it was a grilled food truck outside on the first floor, but at this moment, what should be handling the barbecue was truly something dirty—Wang Ze.
Scanned around and indeed, Qian Ying was nearby.
And Wang Ze saw them, immediately happy and waved, "Oi! Lin Li! Bai Bufan! Bring the class rep and others over to spend, support our class!"
"Good one for our class."
"This time we truly have a traitor among us."
Seeing that Chen Yu Ying and the others showed little interest, Lin Li and Bai Bufan went over by themselves.
"Wang Ze, oh Wang Ze, even Tianming hasn’t gone to be Seventeenth class’s dog, didn’t expect you with the bushy eyebrows and big eyes to betray first." Bai Bufan said, heartbroken.
"Give me a break," Wang Ze scoffed, "If only Yao Qiaoqiao were Tianming’s girlfriend, Tianming would have stayed with Seventeenth class this morning. When I just had a chance encounter with him, high emotional intelligence: he’s trying various ways to ’chance encounter’ Yao Qiaoqiao, low emotional intelligence: he’s stalking like a pervert."
"Plus, I’m doing it with intention," Wang Ze added with a smile, "Aren’t you all having lunch together in the classroom later? The leftover barbecue here, my girlfriend said, I can take some back, and their class has no objections. I’m not eating any, just helping save money for everyone.
You wouldn’t want to find out later that Bao Wei has eaten everything and you haven’t had a bite."
To prevent waste, by the end of the festival, any leftovers of konjac stew and ice slush from Class Four would be brought back to the classroom, where everyone would solve it together.
And the boys simply decided to have lunch together in the classroom, too.
After spending the whole morning walking and eating around the festival, ordering one or two portions of delivery per person to share seemed sensible.
The initial plan was to leave Zhou Baowei out and everyone AA all takeout expenses together, but ultimately they found Bao Wei was simply too heavy, couldn’t leave him behind, and had to compromise by eating less.
