The Most Random System

Holding a textbook, Lin Li sat down on a bench in the corridor, leisurely leaning back to let the chair rest against the corridor wall, enjoying the cool winter breeze, and glanced at the crows Bai Bufan mentioned, then asked.

"Glug, this topic is interesting, Lin Li. I really want to chat with you for the entire evening self-study, but unfortunately, I have to study for the political science exam tomorrow, I really need to memorize it a bit."

Zhou Baowei swallowed his saliva, holding several printed pages of key points for the political science exam, shook them, and spoke regretfully,

"After all, if I do well in the exam, I can enjoy the winter break to the fullest."

"Bao Wei, you useless thing, still haven’t conquered mere political science?" Bai Bufan walked up behind Zhou Baowei, pretending to throttle his neck.

"Have you memorized it?" Zhou Baowei looked up, casting a glance at Bai Bufan upon hearing this.

"Should be close enough." Bai Bufan nodded confidently.

"Really, Bai Bufan, listen to the question," Zhou Baowei sneered and posed a challenge, "What is the profound meaning of ’high-quality development’?"

"I know," Bai Bufan snapped his fingers loudly, "That... uh... er, innovation is the driving force, development needs to be more advanced, not just from nothing to something, but from something to excellence, make things more expensive, improve quality, turn Pinduoduo into Pindongdong!"

"What are you babbling about? The correct answer is ’High-quality development embodies new development concepts, shifts from availability to excellence, innovation becomes the primary driving force, coordination the inherent feature, green the universal form, openness the inevitable path, and sharing the fundamental purpose of development’."

"Damn, my answer is perfect! It’s no wonder I’m amazing!!" Bai Bufan raised his arm high in celebration.

"You damn well aren’t perfect! Apart from a few words, does any of your answer match the first half of the sentence?"

Bai Bufan’s voice suddenly turned gentle, as if speaking like a kind old man, gazing softly at Zhou Baowei before him, speaking slowly——

"Bao Wei, you know, the last wipe is not when you clean it up, but when the color is faint enough for you to accept. Life is the same, exams are the same, just good enough is fine, don’t be so nit-picky, so, rounding up, my answer is perfect."

Zhou Baowei: "..."

Though the saying was blunt, the logic was not. But is your logic just too blunt?

"I don’t know," so Zhou Baowei shook his head resolutely, expressionless, "I never wipe after pooping, leaving a patch of burnt yellow, next time I see this burnt yellow, it’s like meeting an old friend again, so I don’t understand your ’good enough’ logic."

"Damn, a master," Bai Bufan laughed heartily, reaching out to pat Bao Wei’s shoulder, then turned his gaze to Lin Li nearby, asking with a smile:

"Lin Li, what about you? Do you wipe? Do you agree with my logic or Bao Wei’s?"

"Of course, I wipe,"

Lin Li immediately joined the drastically changed discussion——Chatting about politics sure is boring, but chatting about pooping is far more interesting:

"Besides, I’ve developed a good habit recently, every time I wipe the last time and see no color, in the spirit of not wasting, I fold it up and keep it in my pocket, saving it to share with my good friends at the cafeteria."

Bai Bufan, Zhou Baowei: "(゜▽゜)?"

The corridor fell silent.

Hey...

Aido...what was that...

What did Lin Li just say?

Bai Bufan and Zhou Baowei thought back carefully.

Everyone knows, few boys have the habit of carrying tissues all the time, usually after finishing a meal at the cafeteria, someone pulls out a few wrinkled folded tissues, and everyone shares to wipe their mouths.

But later in the semester, Lin Li’s pockets were always able to produce many small things, the boys of class four enjoyed tissue freedom for a while.

But now...

Lin Li killed the vibe.

"Damn!! Lin Li! You were born for this!!! You call this not wasting? If you don’t waste, why don’t you use the tissue yourself!! I’ll never take tissues from your pocket again!!" Bai Bufan descended angrily, furious.

Lin Li: "I’m comfortable with it."

"So our hearts aren’t comfortable with it?"

Lin Li: "You guys didn’t know, what is there to be uncomfortable about, weren’t you happily wiping before, even thanking me."

"Damn!!! You know that was before!"

"Bufan, no need to say more, just act."

"Indeed, past incidents I won’t ever forget!"

"Mount Tai! Meteor! Crash!"

Lin Li dead.

After beating up Lin Li, Zhou Baowei and Bai Bufan still needed to memorize, so they ultimately didn’t start a full-on chat.

The three of them stood in the corridor, separated by two or three meters, each memorizing their own material.

Lin Li naturally wasn’t memorizing, but quietly cultivating, or doing something else.

"The primary contradiction in our society in the new era is the contradiction between the people’s ever-growing need for a better life and, and, and... and unbalanced and inadequate development, damn it! This basic one, how could I suddenly forget it, ridiculous!

Alas, I must say, the primary contradiction for high school students in the new era is the need for knowledge and culture from exams and the limitation of poor memory. If only memorizing were as simple as eating."

Once again stuck, Zhou Baowei, stuck on previously well-mastered knowledge points, discontentedly hammered the tin handrail on the fence.

Lin Li’s area felt a slight shock.

At this moment, Qin Zeyu walked out from the classroom, saw this, and spoke with a smile: "Bao Wei, have you become gay, which is causing your memory to degrade."

"What does being gay have to do with memory?" Zhou Baowei didn’t get it, "Wang Ze still remembers I secretly ate his offerings three months ago."

"Wang Ze isn’t real," Qin Zeyu waved, explaining, "Because I knew a straight guy who later became a ’1’, when introducing a guy he’d known for a long time, he said this was his newly made friend, the memory loss was just absurd."

Zhou Baowei: "..."

That memory is indeed very poor.

"A gentle reminder," Bai Bufan lazily relayed a memory boost tip Lin Li gave before,

"If memory gets worse, try cucumbers, they can boost memory. According to Lin Li, ten years ago he stuck a cucumber up his desk mate’s butt, and now, ten years later, Lin Li totally forgot or blurs everything from first grade, except this incident, which he remembers vividly without forgetting."

"That joke Lin Li mentioned before, old and bad." Qin Zeyu heard it before too, thus dismissive.

"So why did you come out? Planning to make a new friend?" Bai Bufan curiously asked.

"No, looking for Lin Li, Lin Li, come help me look at this problem, explain it to me." Qin Zeyu shook his head, waving the paper in his hand.

"Alright."

Once a father, always a teacher.

As the father of the brothers, Lin Li wouldn’t deliberately mess around with their learning queries, but rather seriously answer them, willing to offer the same one-tenth patience and kindness as he would towards Chen Yu Ying.

Unless——

"Zeyu, this is the third time I’ve explained it, did you understand?"

Lin Li laid out the process clearly on scrap paper before Qin Zeyu, asking with a false smile.

Qin Zeyu was silent for a while, then looked up and let out a fawning hehe laugh.

Lin Li also laughed in relief.

"Zeyu, you ancient oddball."

"Damn, why is this problem so hard, listening to it made my head spin..." Qin Zeyu was a bit embarrassed, scratching around on his head with the ballpoint pen cap,

"Forget it, strategically give up. Lin Li, roll back to your corridor, you’re useless."

"Ha, haha, hahaha, Qin Zeyu, didn’t I tell you the first time this problem was difficult, suggesting you study something simpler then? Why didn’t you believe me?"

Lin Li’s smile turned more placid, warmly looking at Qin Zeyu:

"Zeyu, here’s a suggestion, use your little head to think later, this way at least it might be useful."

"Moreover, you’re now in heat, this semester always thinks with your lower half, thus it matches your current essence better."

"Listen to brother’s advice, during tomorrow’s exam just drop your pants, use your little head to write the answers, I guarantee you’ll achieve completely different results."

Qin Zeyu: "O.o?"

Such strong offensiveness.

"So, Lin Li, if the proctor says I’m cheating and confiscates my ’tool’, what should I do?" Qin Zeyu sincerely asked.

Lin Li: "Drink plenty of water, when they confiscate it just pee on the proctor’s face."

Qin Zeyu: "(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧!"