The Most Random System-Chapter 799 - 392: Class 1-4 Was Never a Place of Peace—It’s Full of Scheming and Deceit_3

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Chapter 799: Chapter 392: Class 1-4 Was Never a Place of Peace—It’s Full of Scheming and Deceit_3

He calmed himself down, sat back in his seat, looked at Lin Li who was dealing with the paint stains, and said coldly:

"I admit you won, but Lin Li, you may win countless times, yet you can’t lose once. Just wait, one day, I will definitely succeed."

Lin Li comfortably settled in his chair and softly asked:

"How long is forever? And what day is that ’one day’?"

Then Lin Li gave Bai Bufan a thumbs-up: "Bufan, why don’t you change your mindset? After all, failure is the mother of success; that way whoever marries you will surely have successful kids."

Bai Bufan opened his mouth to speak, but stopped short, hesitating after hearing this.

His eyes, which had dimmed, now brightened.

He turned to look at Lin Li and calmly asked, "Lin Li, do you think you’ll never fail?"

"How could I?" Lin Li leaned back with an air of confidence.

"Yes, yes, I think so too." Bai Bufan nodded with a smile.

Lin Li frowned.

Agreeing? Something’s off!

A chilly feeling crept up his back, and as a flash of insight came to him, Lin Li quickly turned his head towards Bai Bufan, trying to prevent it.

Too late.

Bai Bufan smiled, "Lin Li, failure is the mother of success, you’ve never failed, no wonder you behave like someone who never had a mother."

Lin Li: "Damn! Missed that!"

"Ohohoh—"

Huang Yi and Zhou Jiana had to resist the urge to clap, but VIP spectators Zhou Baowei and Qin Zeyu didn’t have to hold back. They were initially startled, but then they started cheering for Bai Bufan’s retort and relayed the scene to the guys at the back who hadn’t heard.

"Good burn!"

"Agreed!"

The class representative for Chinese on the podium was startled by the sudden ’activity’ of this group, but before she could step forward to maintain some semblance of order, the bell signaling the end of morning self-study rang at the perfect time.

"Alright, I learned this, gonna use it on Wang Ze next time." Lin Li patted Bai Bufan’s shoulder and said with a smile.

"Whew—" Bai Bufan exhaled deeply.

Thank goodness.

With this, today’s morning struggle could be considered a small victory, at least it wasn’t a complete loss.

"Did they mention my name? What happened just now? Quickly tell me!"

And speak of Cao Cao, Wang Ze came running over eagerly to ask.

Just moments ago, when listening to the back row guys’ stunned praises and cheers, Wang Ze’s curiosity was off the charts.

Sigh, being in the Guardian’s position is so stifling, really makes one uncomfortable.

If he could switch places with either Huang Yi or Zhou Jiana and study with Bai Bufan and Lin Li, Wang Ze firmly believes there would be plenty of room for his academic performance to improve significantly!

High EQ: Room for academic performance to improve significantly.

Low EQ: Academic performance will degrade.

Zhang Haoyang, Yang Bangjie, and others sitting far away who could see but not hear also gathered curiously.

The winner Lin Li remained humble, while the loser Bai Bufan was too embarrassed to speak, so it was Zhou Baowei and Qin Zeyu who animatedly recounted the recent events.

"Whoa! What a brilliant battle of wits!" Wang Ze exclaimed upon hearing it.

"It was so brilliant, I haven’t seen such an excellent plot in a long time; the last time was while watching the thriller-suspense film ’Dora the Explorer’ where Dora was finding the troublemaker, making me watch with bated breath, cold sweat, absolutely thrilling!"

Everyone around nodded, agreeing with Wang Ze’s statement.

"It was alright." Lin Li remained modest.

"Is that what you call a battle of wits, Lin Li? Come on!" Bai Bufan sneered, trying to reclaim his dignity, "True battle of wits is my experience."

"Oh? Tell me more."

"During the winter of eighth grade, one midnight at 12, my dad was concerned I was staying up late and asked if I was asleep; I didn’t respond, pretending to sleep while standing at my desk watching online videos with three bars of Wi-Fi strength, having to wait 2 minutes for buffering before sprinting, also having to drag the progress bar gambling the video wouldn’t reload to show Venetian ads.

If only it were that simple, I also had to consider the cold below despite the heater being on, which over time would soften things, and back then my earphones had no battery so were on two-volume levels, strategizing the maximum sound propagation range.

But with all calculations and miscalculations, I forgot the light was on, my dad saw the light through the door crack and came to open the door with a key; I wanted a quick finish but the Wi-Fi dropped two bars, I had to stay under the covers faking sleep using my hands to not soil the sheets, then he found the wrong key and left; just when I prepared to take off again, my dad returned with the right key.

Listening to the sound of keys trying different locks, the pressure was immense; at the time I was sweating bullets, but my mind was racing, deciding to sit and pretend listening to music with my dead Bluetooth earphones instead of hearing the call.

When my dad came in and saw that, he told me to rest early and took away my phone, so I had to activate my photographic memory and deduction ability to use the previous highly detailed scenes and sounds with various covers of daily rankings visualizing the grand finale, hence emergency takeoff."

"Lin Li, how does my battle of wits compare to your battle of wits, huh? What truly is a battle of wits, huh?"

Lin Li, Wang Ze, and others: "(;☉_☉)?"

Whoa! We’ve found the real Captain of China!

"Okay! Then yours is more thrilling! Your photographic memory and deduction ability have some merit; if it were me, I’d have to settle for looking at shampoo bottle photos in the bathroom to take off."

Wang Ze immediately switched sides and joined Bai Bufan’s camp, giving a thumbs-up in admiration.

However, Bai Bufan seemed a bit disappointed by this comment: "I really envy you, Wang Ze, at my home we use Bawang, which has Uncle Jackie Chan on it, I just can’t take off."

Wang Ze: "(;☉_☉)?"

"Exaggerating, talking about photographic memory and deduction ability," Lin Li sneered, feeling a bit pessimistic, "Useless things, taking off without carrying any passengers, for a pilot, it’s utterly disgraceful, Bai Bufan... you waste! I am truly... ashamed to be associated with you."

"Easy for you to say," Bai Bufan’s eyes widened, "Lin Li, what could I do in such a situation? The conditions were just too harsh!"

"No matter how tough, you must have a calculator at home, right? Couldn’t you just keep pressing ’2’ on the calculator? When I was down and out, I used that to save myself."

Bai Bufan: "(;☉_☉)?"