"Lin Li, can you be any more shameless?"
After the flying kick, Ding Sihan covered her forehead with one hand, shaking her head and sighing as though she couldn't bear to look.
"Little Ding, do you know why I've worked so hard my whole life? It's so no one can say that I'm 'good for nothing but being handsome, just a pretty face'! Sigh, people like you would never understand me." Lin Li briskly and skillfully dusted off his pant legs, his voice mournful.
Ding Sihan: "..."
What the hell did he mean, people like them?
"Enough, enough! Lin Li, I know you're gay. I'll let Ying Bao know." Ding Sihan's mouth twitched as she spoke with a headache.
"Who's gay? That's slander!" Lin Li got angry.
"Aren't you narcissistic?"
Lin Li: "?"
"Eh? Wait!"
Lin Li froze, unable to figure out how to retort for a moment.
But as everyone knew, Lin Li was very good at drawing inferences from one example.
If he couldn't refute it, then he'd join it.
"Ding Sihan, now isn't the time to tell Ying Bao. Come on, let's go to a nearby elementary school right now. I've realized that all those narcissistic elementary students are child molesters. Shoot them! They must be shot! Damn bastards!"
Because Lin Li hated child molesters more than anything in his life, he was especially serious at that moment.
A huge mushroom fetish was an XP society could accept, but child molestation was not!
Ding Sihan: "..."
"By your logic, if you self-harm and then fall in love with yourself, wouldn't that be Stockholm syndrome?"
The exam was nearly over, and more and more people were handing in their papers. Bai Bufan, who had just slowly come upstairs, heard the conversation and joined in with an amused smile.