Watching the girl's departing back, Lin Li wore a complicated expression.
Sis, you could've just struck up a conversation. There was no need to force yourself to come up with an excuse.
That opening line was way too blunt and forced.
Besides, if they really had to compare, Flying Chess should have been his strongest game. After all, he was a pilot.
But none of that mattered for now.
"Ah, I'm so sick of these girls' enthusiasm. Getting hit on every day is seriously annoying. Ah—ah!"
Lin Li shook his head and sighed, voicing his feelings at a medium volume.
"Medium volume: a volume that ensured Qin Zeyu, who had witnessed everything from the stairwell, could hear every word clearly while making Lin Li seem not especially deliberate."
"Damn it!!! Heaven has no eyes!"
Qin Zeyu, who had been about to head to Class 4, halted his descent. His entire face twisted like Munch's famous painting, The Scream—jealousy really did make people ugly.
Looking at Qin Zeyu in such misery,
Lin Li was having the time of his life.
For the current Lin Li, being hit on normally did not feel like much. But if it happened in front of his buddy, that was another matter entirely.
How was this any different from committing NTR right in front of the victim? Awesome!
The pure Bull Warrior cut down one love-addled fool at a time!
"Ze Yu, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. You really don't need to envy me. This isn't a good thing."
Lin Li walked up and patted useless Ze Yu on the shoulder, preparing to speak from the heart.
"Once girls hit on you enough, you'll know it's actually pretty annoying. Oh, oh, sorry. No girl will probably ever hit on you