December 9th, Monday.

The sky was gloomy, and the continuous drizzle wove a tight net, covering the street on the way to school.

Lin Li wore a raincoat, biking through the damp streets, the wheels splashing through the puddles.

If there were pedestrians nearby, Lin Li would immediately slow down, even a bicycle is so considerate, this is the king of Xiling's quality, the last piece of pure land in Xiling.

Looking at a large group of umbrella-carrying pedestrians on the road, Lin Li truly didn't understand.

On a rainy day, the rain is what bothers them, yet they attack umbrellas instead, it truly makes one feel sorry for the umbrellas, this is the epitome of human frailties, alas.

Given the weather, it seems there's no need for drills today, so no speeches either, nothing to regret or feel sorry for, Lin Li was quite happy about it.

Classroom.

"According to folklore, Zhang Fei was once a magistrate in Ba Province, known for his black face and unmatched bravery, a true man, the people and subordinates back then respectfully called Zhang Fei 'Black Man Ba!'"

"Has anyone noticed that those who look like Lao Da, these local Black Mambas from the internet, they almost all come from the SiChuan, YunNan and GuiZhou regions, which is actually an influence that has lasted since the Three Kingdoms period.

This matter was also recorded in 'The Song of the Pipa' - 'In front of the door, few horses and people pass by, Lao Da becomes a merchant's wife, now the young ones are all descendants of Zhang Fei, flowing through their veins is his legacy!'"

Bai Bufan's voice was still clear, making sure Lin Li wouldn't miss the daily folklore of the Three Kingdoms.

"What's the so-called Cloud-Cabinet Region?" Wang Ze, puzzled, asked.

"That's SiChuan, YunNan, and GuiZhou, haven't you learned any geography?" Bai Bufan paused, frowning, seemingly ready to launch a collective attack on the athletes.

"Damn it, isn't it conventionally called Yun-Gui-Chuan? Why'd you switch the order? I misheard and thought it was some sort of 'Cloud-Piercing Arrow'—" Wang Ze said speechlessly.

Bai Bufan gave him a cold look: "Who's comfortable with Chuan coming last these days? If Chuan is after Yun and Gui, who'll take responsibility when Yun and Gui get shut down? Will it be you, Wang Ze?"

Walking into the classroom, Lin Li nodded, looked at Wang Ze in disdain and chimed in agreeing with Bai Bufan:

"Exactly, haven't you heard, 'Round face, white socks, a beard, Lin Xinru on Chunxi Road; white socks, glasses, golden earrings, Fan Bingbing on Tianfu Avenue, Zhao Lei said, Chengdu makes people cry not just because of last night's wine.'"

"I guess Zhao Lei at the time, after getting drunk the next day, blew a balloon with trapped shower gel, remembering his dream of holding back poop only to have it retreat further, that's when he understood everything, cried and wrote this song."

"Just like that, and you put Chuan after Yun and Gui, has Yun and Gui offended you?"

Having said this, Lin Li walked over to Wang Ze and shook his head, snickered, and patted Wang Ze's shoulder:

"But then again, Wang Ze, it's natural you'd support that, given who you are."

Wang Ze: "(;☉_☉)?"

Oh, so that's the angle being considered here.

If that's the case, Chuan certainly should rank before all other provinces, I'm afraid neither Shanghai nor Beijing would dare to compete.

"Damn!"

"Stop with the damn, here's your rice noodle roll, take it." Lin Li took out a breakfast for Wang Ze.

"Thanks, in return, do you want to see if my rice noodles are sticky?" Wang Ze accepted it and chuckled.

Lin Li wrinkled his features, the smell too intense, in the future even when writing names, Wang Ze has to come first, he kicked Wang Ze in the butt to make him move on, continuing to distribute breakfast.

"Bao Wei and Ze Yu, share your buns."

"Bufan, here's your noodle soup."

Looking at the noodle soup in front of him, Bai Bufan frowned, realizing things weren't simple, he squinted his eyes, "Lin Li, didn't I order fried noodles?"

Lin Li: "On rainy days, fried noodles easily turn into noodle soup, cut me some slack."

Bai Bufan: "(;☉_☉)?"

"Hey wait a minute! I originally thought you just made a mistake ordering! So this noodle soup is made this way? So this liquid isn't soup, it's rainwater?! Damn it! How can this be excused! Is this even edible?!"

Lin Li slightly frowns, feeling Bai Bufan was being unreasonable, sincerely asked: "Bufan, let me ask you, septic water, sewer water, Ganges water, fecal water, rainwater, which one is the cleanest?"

Bai Bufan: "?"

"… Rainwater?"

"You know rainwater is the cleanest!" Lin Li heard this, immediately looked at Bai Bufan with a "if you understand, why ask" expression, "Then that's settled? Here, take it."

Bai Bufan: "(;☉_☉)?"

After a brief pause, Bai Bufan couldn't hold it anymore, showing slight frustration:

"You 'that settles it' your mom!! Do you not have any awareness of the options you're giving me?! You've mentioned the term 'fecal water'! Do you have to compare the worst options! Can't we just drink normal water?!"

Hearing this, Lin Li walked over to Zhou Baowei, who was munching on a bun and watching, the two of them exchanged a look for a second.

Stare—

Lin Li shook his head, passed him by, and turned to his desk mate Qin Zeyu, gesturing with the breakfast in hand, requesting:

"Zeyu, drink the soup, then spit some saliva in it, Bufan insists on drinking human water, nothing can be done about him."

Zhou Baowei, Bai Bufan: "..."

Bai Bufan ☉_☉: "Hey buddy, that's not the kind of human water I wanted."

Zhou Baowei completely lost his composure, seeming emotional:

"Hey Lin Li, can you explain why after staring at me for so long, you disdainfully chose Zeyu? Am I not human?! Am I?!"