"Don't be such a brat next time. The day someone really accuses you of cheating, you'll learn your lesson."
Only after Wang Ziyan smacked Lin Li on the head three times with a paper baton rolled from Lin Li's Chinese test paper was he allowed to leave.
Lin Li had read Journey to the West, so he understood. Teacher Yan meant that he was supposed to go apologize in his room in the middle of the night before he would truly forgive him.
Hopefully, he would be gentle with him tonight.
Was Brother Monkey really that smart? Lin Li felt that if Patriarch Bodhi knocked him on the head three times in front of the other students, his first reaction would be to lie down and call the police. You old bastard, how dare you physically punish a student? How dare you?
No wonder Brother Monkey was Brother Monkey. He himself was just a handsome guy.
After putting his Chinese test paper into his backpack, Lin Li headed to the cafeteria for lunch.
Normally, school would not have let out by this time, but when Lin Li arrived today, the main stream of students was already leaving the cafeteria after eating—they were all done.
All he could say was that the Chinese exam had absolutely no prestige. If you did not hand in early, you would be letting the subject down.
After getting some food, Lin Li found an empty table and sat down to eat.
What he needed to do next was simple.
The system required that he not tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes, so as long as he turned himself blind, the problem would be perfectly solved.
Who said getting rid of the person causing the problem did not count as solving the problem?