Chapter 959: Chapter 444: Perhaps There’s a Material Even More Comfortable Than Silicone_2
The maximum score for the preliminary round is 200 points, and Hua Ming estimated the advancement threshold to be around 140 points based on the difficulty of the test.
It’s actually not that high, considering it’s just a newly established local competition.
Seeing Chen Tianming looking a bit disheartened, Lin Li quickly comforted him:
"It’s okay, it’s okay, Tianming. If you really get eliminated, I’ll take care of Yao Qiaoqiao for you, so just relax and go.
If you have any plans for wooing her, let me know. Although I have a girlfriend and can’t help you myself, I can find other single guys who advanced to the next round to help you fulfill your last wishes."
"That’s quite wicked of you." With Yao Qiaoqiao not around, Chen Tianming laughed and gave Lin Li the middle finger.
Then, he leaned his head back on Lin Li’s desk and raised his test paper high: "And there’s this 17th question, I wrote the answer but forgot to simplify it further, so it didn’t get reduced."
"Ah, I hope the grading teacher will be more lenient."
"I’m begging you."
Lin Li glanced at Chen Tianming: "Most of the grading teachers for competitions are male, so there’s not much chance."
Initially, Chen Tianming didn’t catch on and was still pondering whether Lin Li meant that male teachers grade more strictly, but then he suddenly remembered who Lin Li really is, and he had an epiphany—
At that moment, Lin Li added:
"If the teacher grading your test is female, she wouldn’t be young if she’s on the competition grading team, so she might be more lenient. But Tianming, how does that relate to you?"
Chen Tianming: "(･□´･ｷ)＝＝＝⊃))!"
Exactly!
Wicked!
"Lin Li, what the hell kind of leniency is this?" Chen Tianming couldn’t help but laugh and point at Lin Li’s nose, "You dirty-minded guy!"
"What do you mean by dirty-minded guy?" Chen Yu Ying walked from the door to the aisle, asking with a smile as she walked to her seat.
Chen Tianming looked at Lin Li, indicating he should explain himself.
If he lets me speak, I’ll have to tell the truth, mousey me will!
"We were talking about Louis XVI, the dirty-minded guy," Lin Li chuckled, then looked at Chen Yu Ying, "Class Rep, let me test you, do you know how Louis XVI’s head was dealt with after it was cut off?"
Chen Yu Ying blinked, shook her head, and said nothing.
Regretted asking.
But Lin Li wouldn’t let his words fall to the ground, he laughed and answered: "The old head was recycled, so it was recycled by the company."
Chen Yu Ying: "..."
Please bill the company for your boyfriend’s advertisement fee.
"How come the version I heard is different," Chen Tianming slightly frowned upon hearing this, "I remembered it was taken by Zhao Yun. When I played King’s Glory, Zhao Yun kept saying, ’The head I will take,’ indicating he has a penchant for it, right?"
Lin Li pondered for a moment, furrowed his brow: "...Seems to make sense too."
It’s hard to judge who’s right between himself and Chen Tianming, so Lin Li looked to Chen Yu Ying: "Class Rep, whose version do you think is more likely to be the truth?"
Chen Yu Ying: "..."
"I’m a bit sleepy, I’ll sleep first." To protect her merits, Chen Yu Ying quickly buried her head in her arms.
With no choice left, Lin Li had to discuss it with Chen Tianming himself.
But by the time class started, they hadn’t reached a conclusion.
Finally, not wanting to hurt feelings, they both agreed that Louis XVI’s head, like Li Si’s, was split into two parts, with half recycled by the company and half collected by Zhao Yun, so both were right.
After hearing their conclusion, Chen Yu Ying slept soundly.
...
By the end of the evening, the test was finished.
Chen Yu Ying was confident about advancing to the next round, and Lin Li didn’t even need mentioning.
There were still twenty minutes before school ended, and on the way back to the classroom, they kept relatively quiet, only chatting lightly.
They reached Class Four.
Lin Li, choosing to enter through the back door, pushed the door open and froze.
Because someone was in his spot.
Xue Jian.
Xue Jian pushed his chair slightly backward, monitoring the entire classroom from the lower left corner, just like during the invigilating.
This wasn’t a big deal.
What "was a big deal" was that Bai Bufan was still sleeping, holding in his hand the secret treasure given by Lin Li—eye drops.
Maybe awakened by the sound of both back and front doors opening, the originally deep-sleeping Bai Bufan trembled all over, opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and looked dazedly at the classroom.
Feeling his shoulder patted by ’Lin Li,’ Bai Bufan didn’t pay attention. Waking up at this time, the first thing to ascertain is whether the teacher’s around, so Bai Bufan first looked for the teacher at the front and back doors and the podium.
Seeing that the commotion was caused by Lin Li, Chen Yu Ying, Zhuo Yongfei, and others, Bai Bufan sighed in relief, quickly judging that it was just them finishing their extra tutoring.
All’s good then.
’Lin Li’ patted his shoulder again.
"You—"
Wait a second.
Bai Bufan suddenly felt a burst of clarity.
If Lin Li is at the back door now, who the heck just patted my left shoulder?
His shoulder got patted again, this time slightly harder.
Bai Bufan really wanted to shout "Who the heck are you?!," but realizing Lin Li and the guys in the back were watching, couldn’t figure out who was sitting beside him.
Clutching the eye drops tightly, Bai Bufan sheepishly turned around and successfully locked eyes with the expressionless Xue Jian.
Xue Jian raised his chin: "Awake now?"
Bai Bufan didn’t forget Lin Li’s teachings and immediately laughed heartily, waving the eye drops in his hand at Xue Jian, explaining: "I wasn’t sleeping, Teacher. I just applied eye drops and was closing my eyes to let them absorb."
