The System is Abstract, Luckily, So Am I

Chapter 171 : Purely Natural, No Artificial Additives, Don't Hate for No Reason

Bai Bufan's pseudonym was rejected.

Because if it were accepted, Lin Li's pseudonym would immediately become "Bai Bufan from Class 4, Grade 10 of Nansang Middle School."

Moreover, the one who reacted most intensely wasn't Lin Li—Lin Li merely sneered. The most anxious one was Principal Wang. He didn't even bother looking at the scenery anymore and ran back to persuade Bai Bufan.

Who is your Nansang Middle School? What Lin Li and Bai Bufan? Nansang Middle School doesn't know them at all. Don't try to force a connection!

Especially Lin Li. When it came to the banner, he only thought of his homeroom teacher and not the principal. You can be from Class 4, Grade 10, but you cannot be from Nansang Middle School.

Helpless, Bai Bufan finally settled on the pseudonym "Little Zhou."

The interview and photo session were quickly completed.

"Alright, we won't take up any more of your time. Go back to class," Sun Ying capped her pen, stood up, and said.

Hearing this, Bai Bufan shook his head. "Sister Sun, you can take up a bit more."

Xue Jian glared at him.

The first period on Monday was homeroom, but it was often swapped with the last period on Friday, which was Math.

He's taking up my time.

Bai Bufan immediately shut up.

The group parted ways at the door. Lin Li noticed the principal's gaze and said before leaving, "Principal, don't worry. Next time, I'll definitely get a banner for you too."

"Hiss—it's good that you have the thought, but it's best if there isn't a next time," the principal seemed unappreciative and said to Lin Li sincerely.

Lin Li: "..."

But last time I left with a system task, and this time I didn't. Maybe there really won't be a next time.

"Bufan, are you going to keep your banner yourself, or leave it with me for now and take it back over the weekend?" On the way back, Xue Jian asked Bai Bufan.

"Teacher, please hold onto it for me," Bai Bufan, clutching his exercise books, immediately made the correct choice. "If you want it, I can just give it to you."

It's bad luck to hold onto it myself.

Is this even a fucking banner?

If those bastards in the dorm see it, I'll never be able to shake off the title of [Pioneer Dog of the Anti-Pornography Campaign].

Damn Lin Li.

"Why would I want your banner? I have my own," Xue Jian declined Bai Bufan's kind offer and showed off his own.

Bai Bufan: "?"

"Oh right, Bufan. After we get back, remember one thing: we only got exercise books, we didn't get any money." When the two of them fell behind Xue Jian again, Lin Li whispered to Bai Bufan.

"Understood!" Bai Bufan nodded solemnly.

Otherwise, everyone who saw it would want a share.

"Also, it's not safe for you to take it back to the dorm. To prevent the money from being discovered, you should leave it with me for now. I'll save it for you and give it back when you grow up." Lin Li's true intentions were quickly revealed, and he immediately added.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"Get lost."

Then I might as well let everyone have a share.

...

"So that's what happened this morning."

At noon, although the principal and Xue Jian had learned their lesson and didn't make a big fuss, the classmates still noticed Lin Li and Bai Bufan being called away. So, Chen Yuying curiously asked about it during the lunch break.

"You took Bai Bufan to get... a foot massage again?!" Chen Yuying was greatly shocked.

"I took him on the path of upholding justice. Don't make it sound so ugly," Lin Li felt the need to clear his name.

"What an interesting experience," Chen Yuying sighed with emotion, then looked at Lin Li. "It would be great if you could take me to experience it sometime when there's a chance."

Lin Li, who was drinking water, almost spat it out.

Taking the tissue Chen Yuying handed him to wipe his mouth, Lin Li coughed, "Cough, cough. Class Rep, no, you... you want to get a foot massage too?"

To be honest, even if you gave Lin Li a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare.

Chen Yuying wasn't Bai Bufan. In Xue Jian's eyes, Bai Bufan was probably equivalent to a mini Lin Li—tasteless to eat, but hilarious to throw away. But Chen Yuying was different. Even if Lin Li took Chen Yuying to do a good deed like busting a prostitution ring, he would definitely feel Xue Jian's love and justice afterward.

The iron fist of love and justice.

Being scolded by Xue Jian would be a good ending. If that man he had met twice found out he took his daughter to get a foot massage, Lin Li could only evaluate his own ending with one phrase: Shang Yang knew the horsepower, Bi Gan saw the human heart.

(Translator's Note: Shang Yang was torn apart by chariots, and Bi Gan had his heart dug out).

Unless there was a task.

Lin Li glanced at the system out of the corner of his eye. Such a perfect opportunity to mess with me, and you're really not going to give me one?

Useless thing. Looks like the system isn't willing to be my excuse.

"Not a foot massage. I just want to experience something ordinary people don't get the chance to—using a fake name and identity to go undercover, outsmarting criminals, coordinating with the police from the inside, and revealing my true identity at the critical moment. It sounds so fun. That's the kind of thing I mean."

Chen Yuying felt a bit embarrassed under Lin Li's gaze and quickly explained.

Looking at the longing in Chen Yuying's eyes, Lin Li scratched his head.

It's perfectly normal to add a little artistic embellishment to my experiences, right?

"Next time there's an opportunity like that, I'll call you."

"Okay."

...

Tuesday evening.

As the evening self-study session neared its end, the classroom began to grow restless.

The stationery item with the lowest survival rate in the world is the eraser, while the one with the highest survival rate is the protractor.

"No, where did my eraser go? Where is my giant eraser?" As Lin Li organized his things for tomorrow's exam, he became even more convinced of this truth.

If there was anyone in this world who could actually use up an entire eraser without losing it or tearing it into little pieces to throw at Zhou Baowei's head, they would be a god.

"So careless. Useless trash. It's fine, I have extra. I keep all my erasers in my pencil case," Bai Bufan sneered.

"No, where did my pencil case go? Where is my giant pencil case?" A minute later, Bai Bufan wasn't sneering anymore.

Lin Li: "..."

You motherfucker, you really are useless trash.

"It's fine. Forces are mutual. If an eraser is easy to lose, it means it's easy to find. Let's see if there's one on the floor." Lin Li had always been a genius, so he proposed a new theory.

"Roger that!" Bai Bufan nodded.

Meanwhile, Lin Li quietly stood up and tossed the eraser from Zhou Baowei's desk onto the floor.

"You're right! There really is one! Come on, let's split it half and half!" Bai Bufan caught it perfectly and said excitedly.

Zhou Baowei just watched these two idiots perform.

And then accepted the fact that his eraser was forcibly divided into three.

Whatever, Lin Li would buy him a new one tomorrow anyway.

Soon, the bell rang, signaling the end of the last evening self-study session. Chen Yuying stood up: "Everyone, please move your desks according to the diagram on the blackboard. Don't just leave it to the students on duty."

The monthly exam was, after all, an exam organized by the school. They still needed to ensure a certain distance between candidates, so the desks couldn't remain exactly as they were.

"I'm moving mine outside," Lin Li stood up and said to Bai Bufan.

"OK," Bai Bufan nodded.

After rearranging the desks, to keep the classroom spacious and tidy, there were usually quite a few extra desks and chairs. However, these were generally moved out into the hallway by the students sitting near the front or back doors.

Lin Li was one of the furthest from the doors, but he didn't really like strangers sitting in his seat.

There are some people in this world who are just inherently nosy. After finishing their exam papers and not wanting to check their answers, they would look around their seat, trying to find clues about the original owner and playing with any little trinkets they found.

Lin Li was very certain such people existed, because he was one of them.

Although the things on his desk had already been moved to the cabinets in the back, there were still quite a few things inside the desk, and a Holy Sword was still stuck to the side. So Lin Li simply decided to move his entire desk outside.

"Need help?"

After moving his own desk and chair, Lin Li saw Yu Yu moving her desk out and asked.

Without waiting for an answer, he simply took over and moved it for her.

"Thank you," Yu Yu, who had wanted to decline, had no choice but to say.

"You're welcome."

Lin Li noticed a delicate brooch on Yu Yu's desk. It looked much nicer than that piece of junk Pingjiang Warrior brooch. Plus, since he didn't like silence, he asked just to make conversation:

"Yu Yu, this brooch is pretty nice. Where did you buy it? I want to get one too."

"...I didn't get it anywhere. It grew on me."

Lin Li: "Eh?"

No.

Wait.

(End of Chapter)