The Most Random System

"Summer," "Sunrise," "Cicada Chirping," "Orange-flavored Soda," "Youth," how do you make a sentence with these words?

Lin Li would probably answer, "In summer, Bai Bufan used orange-flavored soda to make the youth sunrise with cicada chirping."

Of course, it's also possible that Bai Bufan was sunrised with cicada chirping, there is no standard answer to this question.

As for Chen Yu Ying, facing this question, no matter how she forms a sentence, she would probably think of the scene in front of her.

Using her soft thighs to hold down her skirt, she freed a hand to brush her hair aside, and the scene became clear, showing Lin Li raising his other free hand high to catch the sun hat that was being blown away.

Perhaps he didn't expect to catch it, Lin Li's smile was filled with surprise, followed by a bit of flaunting, just seeing this expression, Chen Yu Ying felt she could hear his 'how about it, am I cool?' voice.

So even though Lin Li didn't really ask this, Chen Yu Ying still gave him a thumbs-up.

Afterwards, Lin Li, who was singing a duet with Wen Shuyang to 'Wild Child,' noticed it and smiled even more brightly, pressing the sun hat onto his head and transformed into Michael Jackson, doing a moonwalk that didn't look like a moonwalk at all.

The laughter on the lawn became even more melodious as a result.

...

Time slips away hidden in the singing.

"Low battery, please charge."

The music suddenly lowered, and a mechanical prompt sounded from the speaker.

"Time to take a break, time to take a break." Hearing this sound after another song ended, Lin Li, waving his wand slightly, said to everyone.

Although there were surely power banks available, indeed a bit tired of singing.

"Boo——" The love was deep, the resentment was stronger, this group that had just been his fervent fans began to jeer, "Can't go on like this?"

"How can a man say no..." Bai Bufan was about to stir things up further when he suddenly realized that Lin Li hadn't said he couldn't go on, he said he needed a break.

Bai Bufan blinked.

The person who invented the term 'time to take a break' was truly a genius.

Men can indeed say they need a break.

"Just enjoy it while you can, a few years from now when I hold a concert, the spot you're in now will cost tens of thousands to get front-row seats, living in bliss without realizing it, you know, Jay is known as little Lin Li." Lin Li gave them the middle finger, then laughed and scolded:

"And none of you are tired, I've added 2000 steps to my WeChat fitness count!"

Although Lin Li didn't move more than five meters, jumping around and pointing fingers was quite exhausting, not to mention he was the one singing the most.

Thirsty to death, Lin Li returned to his bag under the tree, sat down heavily, and started gulping from a plastic bottle.

The plastic bottle made a crackling sound and gradually flattened.

"Ah—I'm alive again." With half a bottle finished in one go, Lin Li let out a long breath.

Feeling the cool water flowing into his body, Lin Li comfortably leaned against the tree trunk.

As for whether it was dirty, a shirt costing thirty-two nine with two extra holes didn't need much consideration.

The fate of such clothes is either pajamas or rags for mopping the floor at home.

"Aren't you going to wipe some sweat?" Chen Yu Ying, next to him, handed a tissue to Lin Li.

Upon hearing this, Lin Li's arms hung limp, and he leaned his head towards Chen Yu Ying: "Class president, you probably don't know, my Holy Sword is like the Golden Cudgel, it looks light, but it's actually one kilogram and a half, I have no strength in my hands now..."

Before he could finish speaking, his vision was blocked halfway by a snow-white hand, and the tissue moved left and right across his forehead, absorbing the sweat.

Mild coolness, light fragrance.

"Really wiping?" After a brief pause, Lin Li spoke.

"Hmm?" Chen Yu Ying slightly tilted her head, allowing their gazes to meet again.

"The heat has flown away." Lin Li gave a thumbs-up.

Chen Yu Ying chuckled.

"The rest, wait until your hands recover and wipe it yourself." Chen Yu Ying just lightly wiped his forehead, then placed the tissue next to Lin Li.

To avoid Ding Sihan serving him with a scouring pad, Lin Li quickly finished wiping his sweat.

"Lin Li, when we go down the mountain later, do you want to walk down yourself?" Chen Yu Ying asked, "If you still think so, you'll have to tell the teacher soon, and set off now, we can't make everyone wait for us at the bottom."

"Do I want to or not... I don't know now." Lin Li responded, pressing the back of his hand against his nose, slightly embarrassed, "I'm quite a procrastinator, can't decide right now."

Chen Yu Ying: "?"

Is that really what procrastination looks like?

"Just kidding, let's take the cable car down the mountain." Thinking about it, the system probably wouldn't issue a task like that, seeing Chen Yu Ying's strange expression, Lin Li changed his words.

If a task was really issued, he'd just buy tickets and come back later.

"Okay." Chen Yu Ying nodded.

The bark was rough, leaning against it was uncomfortable, so after the conversation ended, Lin Li lay on the ground and played with his phone vigorously.

—By vigorously, it meant physically, Lin Li didn't want to be smacked in the face by his phone.

After the hustle and bustle, the lawn quieted down again, leaving only some people's whispers.

Chen Yu Ying looked at her phone, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

"Hey, Lin Li, look..." When she came across a fun video, Chen Yu Ying turned her head, just about to share it with Lin Li, and then immediately stopped herself.