Lin Li and Wang Ze nodded: "Yes, sir!"
"Wait! What the hell did you just ask me about my time?!" he suddenly realized.
"Don’t worry, don’t worry. Even though poisoning four people gets you life at sixteen, with good behavior, you can definitely get it reduced to a fixed term and then parole. So, it only takes thirty years, maybe even less. See you then, Bao Wei," Bai Bufan explained.
"Damn! I don’t have time for that! I don’t have time!"
"This is a great opportunity for you to avoid thirty years of hard work, Bao Wei. Don’t be ungrateful," Lin Li frowned and advised, "Besides, you’re unwilling to kill a few people for the class, that’s a bit selfish."
"Who the hell are you to call it avoiding thirty years of hard work? And who the hell are you to define selfishness like that?"
"It’s just true, haven’t you heard this saying? College is easy for four years, hard for forty years after graduation. But if you’re struggling in college for four years, you’d be struggling for forty-four years in total," Lin Li shrugged and analyzed.
"How to reduce the struggle in life, besides finding a rich woman, is meeting King Yama."
He couldn’t refute them.
He wasn’t good with words, so he couldn’t outtalk Lin Li and Bai Bufan.
But he knew other ways.
"Tai! Mountain! Meteorite! Crash!"
Lin Li: "Wait! I just revived, new character, don’t do—"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Li died again, aged seventeen.
Because no one was willing to spend that time, the idea man’s idea failed.
Had to react to events as they came.
The other classes didn’t seem to have particularly strong opponents.
After tug of war ended, Wang Ze went to train, Bao Wei needed to return to the dorm first, Lin Li and Bai Bufan headed to the cafeteria for dinner. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NovєlFіre.net
Bai Bufan elbowed Lin Li and asked, "Getting back to the point, are you really throwing a live gun party this weekend?"
"Yes." Lin Li nodded.
"So, did you really strike it rich?" Bai Bufan frowned.
"How did you make it?"
"Last night when I got home exhausted, my mom suddenly called me and told me our family actually has thirty million in assets, and the past seventeen years were just for my training. Now the seventeen-year period is over, and they welcome the rich second generation back," Lin Li nodded.
Bai Bufan didn’t take it seriously, laughed and said, "Haha, I’ve also fantasized like that and even went to probe my mom. But she said she’s still waiting for my grandma’s call. Once my grandma calls her, she’ll contact me."
"Haha." Lin Li nodded.
The little joke quickly faded, and the two continued walking towards the cafeteria, no further conversation,
"You damn well better deny it to me too! Tell me you were joking just now! Lin Li! Hurry up, say it’s not true, you’re joking, then I’ll laugh heartily, pat you on the shoulder, and say, Lin Li, wow, you’re so humorous, this gag is new and good! Then we can continue cracking poor jokes and cursing this damn world!"
The silence quickly faded, Bai Bufan grabbed Lin Li’s collar, pressed his forehead against Lin Li’s forehead, veins visible, he roared.
The other students around were startled.
Lin Li just stared at Bai Bufan.
Smiling was Lin Li’s protective color.
"This isn’t real! Right! This isn’t real!"
"You can’t really encounter this thing, right? You can’t betray your class, right? Lin Li, I can’t accept it!"
Lin Li didn’t think this scene was funny; he only saw a hopeless Bai Bufan.
One... who saw a brother driving a Land Rover after all, a hopeless Bai Bufan.
"You can’t really have thirty million!" Cold violence is truly terrifying, and Lin Li remained silent, Bai Bufan stuttered, giving a final dying struggle.
"Alright, alright, I was just kidding." Lin Li finally couldn’t bear seeing Bai Bufan like that and spoke helplessly.
"Exactly, it should be , scared me to death, almost truly believed you became a rich second generation. Really, I’m feeling sorry for you." Bai Bufan wiped the imaginary sweat off his forehead, looking both relieved and regretful.
"Just one million eight hundred thousand." Lin Li finished.
Bai Bufan’s hand froze at his forehead while still wiping sweat.
After great joy and sorrow, emotions were hard to stir anymore. Bai Bufan looked at Lin Li with difficulty, seeking a real answer.
Lin Li patted Bai Bufan’s shoulder, "In one’s life, there are always many unexpected events."
Bai Bufan shook his head, "But I hate surprises."
"I mean unexpected wealth."
"Come to think of it, sometimes I quite like surprises." Bai Bufan nodded.
"I wasn’t talking about you; I was talking about myself," Lin Li smiled.
"I hate surprises, all surprises." The chameleon lesson really needs to take some tips from Bai Bufan.
"Specifically, it indeed involves my family a bit, not easy to say. Just think of it as I won ten million yuan lottery yesterday, and got a considerable amount of wealth that I can spend freely, no big deal if I spend more," Lin Li patted Bai Bufan’s shoulder and said.
After thinking, it seems not quite right to mention becoming a rich second generation, let’s settle it in this way.
Bai Bufan no longer had the energy to mock, he reached for Lin Li’s pocket and took out the meal card: "Five dishes and a soup, don’t refill the rice."
Bai Bufan became more desperate.
Damn, Lin Li is really playing.
The sunny October day is so cold, Bai Bufan really wanted to put his hand in someone else’s wallet to warm it up.