"When did I make three wishes?" Wang Ze did not get it and asked in confusion.
Bai Bufan, who had been waiting nearby for blood to flow like a river, immediately shook his head at Wang Ze with the helpless look one gave an idiot. "Wang Ze is such a dummy."
"Class is in session, class is in session. Let's analyze the example sentence: 'Bro, you'll still bring me breakfast tomorrow, right?'"
"In that sentence, you first wished to keep being brothers with Lin Li, then wished to still have a tomorrow, and finally wished to have breakfast to eat. Doesn't that make three wishes? Lin Li was absolutely right to call you greedy. You really are a Kinder Joy egg—you made all three wishes at once."
Bai Bufan's analysis was extremely thorough.
Wang Ze: "..."
Fuck.
That counted as three wishes?
Fine, he would fight these bastards who knew linguistic artistry.
Looking at Lin Li's smile, Wang Ze felt that although he was at school, he was getting farther and farther from the halls of academia and closer and closer to Blood Hub Hall.
"Wang Ze, I think Lin Li just thinks the asymmetry looks bad. Trust me—step on the other side too and make a matching mark, and he'll immediately be happy." Bai Bufan was enjoying the spectacle and did not mind making things worse. At this point, it would be hard to justify not killing someone to liven things up.
Wang Ze threw a punch at Bai Bufan through the air, then crouched down and wiped Lin Li's shoe with his palm. He looked up at Lin Li with innocent eyes.
"These are new shoes," Lin Li said coldly.
Wang Ze said, "What about the old ones? Where did you send them for recycling?"
Lin Li: "?"