The System is Abstract, Luckily, So Am I

In terms of singing voice, the only one who could match Morning Reading Lin Li was Shower Lin Li.

The latter was the one true god, the real god of song. Even Jay Chou and JJ Lin would have to avoid his brilliance when facing Shower Lin Li.

"You want me to say how embarrassing~~"

"I don't want to separate at all~~"

"Why do you still want me to use a smile to carry— Inheriting the heavenly mandate, none are without deep concern and follow the way..."

When Bai Bufan forcibly stopped mid-sentence and began reading along with the class representative, and the morning reading voices in the classroom instantly became uniform and loud, what this represented needed no further explanation.

With careful movements, stuffing the two test papers back into his drawer, Lin Li placed his textbook in front of him and also began morning reading.

Only at this moment did he raise his eyes to look around. Sure enough, the culprit behind all this, Chinese teacher Li Binbin, was already walking in the aisle between groups one and two.

Ginger is still more fragrant when tender. Binbin, trying to fight me? You're still a bit too old!

At this time, "Ten Thoughts on Remonstrating with Emperor Taizong" had finished being read, and the class representative instinctively looked toward the backbone.

"Are the test papers collected? I have time now to grade them briefly." the Chinese teacher asked.

The group leader looked at Lin Li with compassionate eyes.

Lin Li also understood—people should never get cocky, not even in their hearts, because there will be consequences.

...

"If you ask me, this Binbin is just weak. She actually let you off like that. At least make you write a three or four hundred thousand character self-criticism, or hang you at the school gate."

During the break after morning reading, Bai Bufan looked at Lin Li coming out from the stairwell with all limbs intact and mentally healthy—just having been pulled aside by the Chinese teacher for a lecture—and said with some regret.

"Three or four hundred thousand characters? Did I violate heavenly law?" Lin Li raised his middle finger, then joined the boys' stacking game.

—At school, when a boy leaned against the corridor railing facing it, other boys would inexplicably pile on top.

To describe it with pictographs, it would be roughly like—州.

Thank goodness they were all wearing pants.

The Chinese teacher was in her forties this year, had a pretty good personality, and was quite nice to students.

Of course, the most important reason might be that she wasn't Class 4's homeroom teacher.

As everyone knows, for a teacher, being a homeroom teacher or not makes all the difference between divinity and demons.

Class 4's homeroom teacher was the serious middle-aged math teacher Xue Jian, who came with his own terrifying aura—his buffs were completely stacked.

Keep strangers away.

Good brother Bai Bufan had once suffered a big loss in front of him.

It was on a weekend when Bai Bufan encountered Teacher Xue outside school, and they were going the same way.

Only those who've experienced it know how awkward that situation is—all the time after saying "Hello, teacher" is torture.

Bai Bufan, who wanted to die at the time, saw an old man carrying things with great difficulty, so he had a bright idea—help the old man.

This way he could both do a good deed and escape from beside his homeroom teacher, so he immediately went forward to help.

The plan was actually quite perfect.

But the problem was that he was too panicked at the time and said to the old man: "Old thing, let grandpa help you carry that."

What happened next, Bai Bufan refused to say.

His eyes were full of stories, or accidents.

One verbal slip becomes eternal regret.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The preparation bell rang.

Nansang Middle School's breaks were ten minutes, but at eight minutes there would be a preparation bell to remind students that class was about to start.

The unfair thing was that at 32 minutes into class, there was no preparation bell for dismissal.

Lin Li felt this was still very necessary, because many teachers didn't seem to prepare lessons for forty minutes, but for fifty minutes.

Everyone returned to the classroom. Soon the official class bell rang, and the first period was Chinese class. The Chinese teacher walked in.

"Class begins."

"Stand up!"

"Hello, students."

"Hel—lo—tea—cher."

"Sit down."

"Everyone turn your textbooks to page 144. We'll continue with 'Ten Thoughts on Remonstrating with Emperor Taizong'..."

Lin Li's page-turning motion paused as the system sent him another notification.

[Having just entered the cultivation world for one day, you've already been spotted by the Nansang Sect with their discerning eye, taken under their wing, and become an official disciple. The steps to stir up the world's winds and clouds have been climbed one more level.

The experiences of predecessors are treasures for later generations. Since elders and sect masters are willing to impart all their knowledge and techniques, you should study diligently! Make it your own!]

[Task Triggered!]

[Task Three: When sect elders, stewards, protectors and others impart knowledge and resolve doubts, listen carefully and study earnestly for a total of six time periods.]

[Reward: Constitution Improvement: Memory enhanced by 100%; System Currency × 50.]

Nansang Middle School had suddenly become Nansang Sect.

This low-intelligence system was probably struggling too, since when it activated, he was already a sect disciple, so it could only make up for it this way.

Lin Li was still quite pleased.

Because this task's reward would definitely be useful. The base number for absorbing spiritual energy might always be zero, but memory definitely wasn't, and the task also had no completion difficulty—just time accumulation.

Twelve hours. The counting method was no longer specific numbers; the system displayed a long progress bar, though it didn't show specific percentages, only estimates.

But calculating by 8 classes per day, forty minutes each, it could be completed in three days at the fastest. If teachers extended classes or used study hall time for lessons, maybe even two days.

The future looked promising.

Lin Li raised his head, looked at Nansang Sect's Elder Li, and smiled.

Unconsciously, Li Binbin's face even began to look refined and elegant.

The sect elder also smiled: "Lin Li, you answer the question I just asked."

Lin Li, who hadn't been listening at all, stood up: "..."

Looking at Li Binbin's encouraging gaze, the other party really had no malicious intent this time.

Damn, he forgot that making eye contact with teachers during class was taboo, especially when he foolishly added a smile.

Wasn't this exactly like someone who knew the answer and wanted to respond?

From Li Binbin's perspective, it was probably Lin Li trying to make a good impression in class to make up for not doing homework.

As a true back-row student, when teachers asked questions, he should seriously appreciate his desk and marvel at how desk-like this desk was!

"Choose C." Bai Bufan kept his head down at this time, but his suppressed voice came over.

Lin Li stepped on Bai Bufan's shoe.

Chinese class was about text analysis, and you tell me to choose C? I know exactly what you Bai Bufan are trying to do, you scoundrel!

"Really choose C, we were just going over practice problems!"

"..."

"It should be C." Lin Li said to the sect elder after 'serious consideration.'

"Correct, sit down. Everyone remember, in this translation, you absolutely cannot translate it as 'de' or a personal pronoun..." Li Binbin nodded, indicating for Lin Li to sit down.

Lin Li sat down and breathed a sigh of relief, but someone's resentful gaze made him feel like sitting on pins and needles.

"I'll keep watching you, keep watching you, keep..." The resentful voice also came over.

"Lunch is on my meal card." Lin Li, guilt-ridden and looking out the window, said without confidence.

Actually, this wasn't really Lin Li's fault. Between brothers, there should be this kind of bond.

Thinking about it from the other perspective, if Bai Bufan encountered this situation, Lin Li would definitely harm him without hesitation.

Wait, thinking about it this way made him feel even more ashamed.

"Dinner is also on my meal card."

"You better not go back on your word like last night."

The conversation temporarily ended. Before listening to class, Lin Li looked at the system again.

The completion progress bar for Task Three was at zero.

(End of Chapter)