Chapter 254 : Don't Worry About All That Other Stuff First, Just Tell Me if It's Easy to Remember

"The entrance ceremony is about to begin. Go line up on the field."

Wang Ze, holding the class sign and wearing a mascot costume, walked over and greeted everyone in Class 4 at this time.

The entrance ceremony followed the order from Senior One to Senior Three. There were only three classes and the honor guard, including the national flag and school sign, ahead of Class 4, so Class 4 just needed to go directly to the track and wait.

Hearing this, the two clowns, Lin Li and Wang Yuezhi, immediately took their performance props and walked to the very front of the line, right behind Wang Ze.

"Yo yo, Lin Li, this face is quite handsome. Whose credit is it?"

As he walked past a white bear, Ding Sihan's teasing voice came from inside.

Wang Yuezhi was surprised. What do you mean whose credit? Lin Li's own, of course. Could it be someone else's?

But Lin Li smiled indifferently: "Isn't being handsome inevitable? There are two kinds of people in the world who are the most fascinating: one is my kind, and the other is like me."

Ding Sihan: "?"

"Can you be any more disgusting?" Ding Sihan took off the headgear because she had to let Lin Li see her twitching mouth and disgusted expression.

"I can, sis, I can."

Seeing Lin Li's expression of "Since you asked for it, I won't hold back," Ding Sihan's heart skipped a beat.

Not good!!

Quick, cover, your, ears—

It was too late.

"There are two kinds of handsome guys: one has a bad memory, and the other I forgot."

"There used to be two handsome guys in my home village, but after I came to study in Xiling, there were no handsome guys left, because I count as two."

"Sorry, I'm not very good at saying charming things, but fortunately, charming me is speaking right now, der!"

"..."

As Lin Li finished each sentence, he clicked his tongue and shook his head vigorously, making the green wig fly everywhere, occasionally covering his left face, occasionally covering his right face. Anyway, he only looked at the world with one eye.

Shamates also have their spring.

(Translator's Note: Shamate is a Chinese subculture characterized by exaggerated hairstyles and outfits, similar to emo or scene).

"Blergh—"

"Blergh—"

Talking about ruffian handsome faces amidst the fragrance of rice flowers, hearing a chorus of retching sounds. 

(Translator's Note: A parody of a famous poem by Xin Qiji).

Wang Ze, the Toad Prince, directly dropped the class sign, unable to bear it anymore, ran over, and delivered a Leo Kick.

"Leo Kick!"

Unfortunately, the mascot costume restricted his range of motion. A flying kick ten centimeters off the ground wasn't even as high as his dick.

"Just wait, Leo. As long as that adult's plan succeeds, all you Ultramen will be destroyed," Lin Li looked at Wang Ze and sneered.

"Thank you, Lin Li. The breakfast you bought today was a bit too much, and I was a bit stuffed this morning. Now that I've thrown up, I feel much better," Ding Sihan patted Lin Li's shoulder, put the headgear back on, and sighed.

"Hehe, such words have no attack power at all. Little sister, are you acting spoiled with me?" Lin Li smiled disdainfully.

"Wanqiu! Come help!"

Hearing this, Ding Sihan called for help from the class line.

Qu Wanqiu used one word to let Lin Li know what attack power was.

"Hey!"

The kick was very powerful.

"Eeeee—"

A classic, long ringing sound came from the campus broadcast.

Then the music of the "Athletes' March" began to fade, and the broadcaster's voice appeared:

"Respected leaders, teachers, and dear students, hello everyone!

"On this sunny and passionate day, we welcome the 51st Campus Track and Field Sports Meeting of Nansang Middle School!

"The opening ceremony begins now! Will all class teams please take your positions and prepare to enter!"

All classes were already in position or lined up.

"...At this moment, the national flag team is marching with firm steps, entering solemnly. Let us welcome their arrival with the warmest applause!

"The national flag is the symbol of the motherland and the pride of the nation..."

Accompanied by the broadcaster's voice, the entrance officially began.

Wang Yuezhi, slightly nervous, got on his unicycle and began the final process confirmation.

As for the unicycle, Lin Li had learned it in two days, but because there was no shop nearby to rent one conveniently, he just gave up.

The two of them would just perform their own things; they didn't have any tacit understanding anyway.

"It's our turn."

Among the three classes ahead, only Class 2 had a short performance, so it was soon Class 4's turn.

"Now walking towards us is Class 4 of Senior One. They step to the rhythm of youth, holding a class sign painted with stars, showing the unique vitality and sharpness of young boys and girls!

"Their slogan is—Class 4 Class 4! Class 4, Class 4, eh? Class 4 Class 4? Class 4 Class 4..."

The eight "Class 4"s were read with four different emotions by the broadcaster.

Beside the rostrum, Xue Jian, holding a camera waiting to take photos and videos for the class, while also wondering where would be a good place to smoke a cigarette later: "(；☉_☉)?"

What kind of bullshit slogan just entered my ears?

Whose class?

Class 4?

"Class 4 Class 4!" As they approached the rostrum, Wang Ze started loudly.

"Class 4 Class 4, Class 4 Class 4! Class 4 Class 4, Class 4 Class 4!"

Everyone in Class 4 used impassioned words to tell Nansang Middle School, and also told Xue Jian, that this was not the broadcaster's problem.

Their class slogan was exactly this.

Xue Jian: "..."

He turned his head and happened to meet Principal Wang, who was looking at him with a gaze that wanted to laugh but felt he shouldn't.

Xue Jian took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

Lin Li!!

Bai Bufan!!

After reading the slogan, the broadcaster had a brief and rare moment of silence, then regained an impassioned emotion:

"Ah, this, this is... this is a declaration of courage to break conventions! Every seemingly repetitive 'Class 4' hides a different emotion. The first sound is the beating of war drums, the second sound is thunder piercing the sky! The third sound is a gale sweeping the formation, the fourth sound is the song of triumph!

"This seemingly repetitive shout is actually Class 4 of Senior One declaring to the whole school: they will use pure passion to stack infinite possibilities!

"Let us respond to this 'rebellious' cohesion with applause!"

The students and teachers suddenly understood.

So that's what it meant.

Lin Li raised an eyebrow.

Although this broadcaster wasn't serious, he clearly hadn't read the script in advance, otherwise he wouldn't have been so confused when reading it just now—he was indeed skilled. He actually managed to translate Class 4's slogan into a meaning they hadn't even thought of.

...

In the broadcasting room, the sweating broadcaster wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Damn, finally bluffed my way through.

Class 4 of Senior One, I hate you.

Then he immediately picked up Class 5's script and began to carefully confirm if the subsequent classes also didn't speak human language.

...

Class 4's performance effect was good.

As the entrance ceremony progressed, the classes watching in front of the rostrum would rotate. While Lin Li and Wang Yuezhi performed with the other students, they heard a lot of cheers and applause, and no performance accidents occurred.

After the scheduled performance ended, Class 4 formed up and continued walking past the rostrum.

As they walked into the field, the formation immediately loosened up, and everyone started talking and laughing.

Xue Jian had been waiting here for a long time.

He let out a long sigh, went straight to the clown of the class, and questioned: "Lin Li, what's going on with our class's slogan?"

Lin Li: "?"

Why not ask Wang Ze or Wang Yuezhi, but come straight to me?

Understood, Xue Jian discriminates against those surnamed Wang.

His professional ethics are worrying.

But hearing Xue Jian's question, Lin Li asked expectantly:

"Teacher, what do you think of this slogan? Isn't it very memorable and novel? Much better than those overused ones from other classes like 'overcoming all obstacles' or 'always striving for first'?"

"Who came up with this slogan?" This was what Xue Jian wanted to confirm now.

"I thought of the first eight words, and Bai Bufan thought of the last eight words. It's the result of our joint efforts.

"But if it's published, I have to be the first author. Bai Bufan is at most the second author. His contribution wasn't as big as mine, I take the top credit." Lin Li's tone was modest, but the content was proud.

Xue Jian smiled.

Speaking of which, is an accident without any surprises still considered an accident?

You kid are even publishing papers here, bringing up first author and second author.

Top credit? Top headache!

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Chen Yuying saw Xue Jian questioning Lin Li, so she quickly walked over and asked.

"Nothing, just asking about the class slogan," Xue Jian replied.

The tone seems completely different. Lin Li wasn't sure, so he listened again.

"So... why did you kid make the class use such a slogan?" Xue Jian looked at Lin Li again.

Now Lin Li was sure, the tone was indeed different.

Facing the questioning, Lin Li smiled slightly, looked firmly at Xue Jian, his tone calm but full of confidence:

"Teacher, a strong person doesn't need flashy decorations. His name is the strongest golden signboard.

"Just like when Jordan makes a move, he is the God of Basketball; when Li Bai speaks, he is the eternal Poet Immortal. When Lin Li makes a sound, he is the dream of thousands of girls...

"Our Class 4 doesn't need gorgeous rhetoric. Just the words 'Class 4' are enough to make opponents feel awe! Teacher, you must know, we won three first places in the fun events.

"Teacher, just ask anyone in the school at random. Who doesn't know now that Nansang Middle School has a Class 4 of Senior One, and no matter past, present, or future, there will only be one Class 4 of Senior One!?"

Lin Li was dignified, his words sonorous and powerful, his momentum grand, and there was light in his eyes.

If the youth are strong, the country is strong. If Lin Li is strong, girls will hold onto the wall!

Xue Jian: "?"

No?

What kind of bullshit is this?

You fucking tell me to ask someone outside the school, they should also know that Nansang Middle School has one and only one Class 4 of Senior One, right!

If the school had two Class 4s of Senior One, the Education Bureau would send someone to call Principal Wang and ask if he was sick!?

But Xue Jian had to admit one thing.

A strong person's name is indeed the best golden signboard.

Now, whenever someone mentioned the name Lin Li, he felt his heart skip a beat, subconsciously started calculating his retirement time, felt fear, and wanted to escape.

It indeed had a deterrent effect.

Hearing this reason, Xue Jian looked somewhat helpless, then looked at Chen Yuying and sighed: "So our class decided on this slogan?"

Chen Yuying nodded: "Class vote, minority obeys majority. Everyone felt it was acceptable, so we chose this one."

Xue Jian: "..."

Xue Jian never participated in these segments. Firstly, he wasn't interested at his age, and secondly, to give Class 4 autonomy, so he really didn't know.

So it wasn't just the power of Lin Li and Bai Bufan, but actually more than half the class agreed to use this slogan?

My class...

Xue Jian looked up at the sky.

I'm so looking forward to the class division next year.

Lin Li and Bai Bufan, Teacher is really willing to let you leave.

After feeling sorry for himself for a while, Xue Jian came back to his senses, nodded at Chen Yuying, and said somewhat apologetically: "Yuying, thank you for helping Teacher lead this class."

"It's, it's nothing."

Chen Yuying responded softly upon hearing this.

She also lowered her head, guiltily grinding the turf inside the field with the tip of her canvas shoe.

But Teacher, I... I also voted in favor.

To be precise, Chen Yuying's entire dorm voted in favor of choosing this slogan.

Noticing Lin Li's teasing snicker next to her, he obviously realized this too.

So Chen Yuying used the tip of her shoe, which was stained with a little green, to quietly leave a mark on the side of Lin Li's shoe.

It's all your fault.

No laughing.

...

But Xue Jian also had to admit.

When the entrance ceremony ended and he had listened to the slogans of all sixty classes, in the end, he really only remembered Class 4's slogan.

If Lin Li and Bai Bufan used this cleverness on studying and playing games, instead of not acting like humans, that would be great, sigh.

"Raise the flag, play the anthem, salute the flag!"

"..."

"End salute."

Although high school students basically just pay attention, many people still keep the habit of saluting, so when the words "end salute" appeared, the neat sound of hands slapping clothes still rang out on the field.

After the national anthem, it was time for the school leaders' speeches.

"Next, please welcome Teacher Ji Xiaofei, the Director of Political Education, to give a speech."

"Respected teachers, dear students, the autumn wind brings coolness, and the sweet osmanthus is fragrant. In this golden October full of harvest and hope..."

What was said were naturally those useless but necessary words.

"Why do they think that after banning playing with phones, we would listen to these speeches? Boring." Bai Bufan had nothing to do, so bored he was picking his fingers, and asked Lin Li next to him.

Although phones were allowed during the sports meeting, the school forbade playing with them while the leaders were speaking on the opening ceremony stage.

There would be many teachers patrolling back and forth on the field below the stage.

Lin Li, who had already returned to the back row of the class line, shrugged upon hearing this: "Just play secretly. Anyway, there are so many people on the field today, it's hard to catch you."

Usually, the seniors had a separate campus, and their morning assemblies and exercises were also held on the basketball court of that campus. So normally, the field only had freshmen and sophomores, but today there were half as many people again.

"Forget it, I still know what's more important."

Bai Bufan looked around upon hearing this and said resentfully.

If a teacher caught you secretly playing with your phone, a good one would just lecture and warn you, a strict one would confiscate it for the rest of the week.

If caught by the freshman grade director, the phone might not be returned until the end of the semester.

Bai Bufan looked up and forced himself to listen for a while, then finally found a bit of fun and looked at Lin Li in surprise:

"Lin Li, I found that the bureaucratic tone in meetings is actually quite erotic."

Lin Li: "?"

This can be erotic too?

"Elaborate."

"Think about it, during meetings, don't they love to say—

"Don't, don't, don't! Want, want, want!

"Vigorously push forward...! Go deeper...! Still want, still want, still want!

"Hold high, speed up, push forward... Persist, grasp with both hands, must be hard... Grasp firmly, strive, advance fiercely...

"And finally, clap clap!"

(Translator's Note: These are common Chinese political/bureaucratic slogans, but taken out of context, they sound like sexual innuendos).

Bai Bufan started describing excitedly, his tone very strange. Students from other classes heard the sound and looked over several times.

Lin Li: "(；☉_☉)?"

Who says Bai Bufan isn't a genius?

When Father Bai and Mother Bai were having a meeting back then, did they ever think that an inadvertent misfire would result in the birth of a demon child?

A movie starring Bai Bufan might also reach the ten-billion box office level.

"Awesome." Therefore, Lin Li could only say this.

"...Finally, I wish all athletes to compete with skill and style! I wish this sports meeting a complete success! Thank you everyone!"

The Director of Political Education finally finished speaking, and as Bai Bufan expected, everyone started clapping collectively.

Of all the times they clapped, only this time was sincere.

"Okay, next, please welcome the Vice Principal to give a speech," the broadcaster took over.

The applause stopped abruptly.

"Everyone, please welcome with applause!"

The applause resumed, but it was sparse and weak.

Lin Li looked up, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Your mom, there are still five teachers on the stage. Are they all going to speak one round?"

Bai Bufan had to stand on his tiptoes to get Lin Li's perspective. After seeing clearly, he also turned pale.

"Fuck! No wonder there are no events at all this morning! I was wondering what we were going to do with the rest of the time. So they had it all calculated!"

"Tragic!"

Time flies like an arrow, but it isn't over yet.

The sun and moon shuttle back and forth, but it wasn't over yet.

A white pony flashes past a crevice, another teacher spoke, but it wasn't over yet.

Even Lin Li was getting a bit bored.

"Bufan, how about we make some fun?" Lin Li narrowed his eyes and approached Bai Bufan.

Bai Bufan narrowed his eyes and moved away from Lin Li.

Are you serious about taking half a step back? Such a small movement causes so much damage.

"I won't harm you this time," Lin Li had to add.

"Then tell me."

"Very simple, just clap clap."

Lin Li chuckled, then suddenly started clapping.

Bai Bufan froze for a moment, then his eyes lit up, immediately understanding, and also started clapping.

The two's applause seemed very abrupt when only the person above was speaking, so students around them, not only from their class but also from other classes, looked over.

Everyone didn't understand for a while, but then some people caught on and started clapping along.

So it spread like this, the applause gradually became thunderous, and more sincere than before.

Principal Wang on the stage: "?"

He looked down at what he had just said.

"The weather is very good today."

Eh?

Is there anything worth applauding here?

After the applause died down, Principal Wang continued: "We gather in the name of sports—"

"Clap clap clap clap!!!"

Principal Wang: "?"

"To jointly celebrate the 51st—"

"Clap clap clap clap!!"

The applause was already mixed with laughter, and Principal Wang had also realized that the students were doing it on purpose.

Principal Wang narrowed his eyes. He didn't call for a stop, but continued speaking, while actually staring below.

You brats, I've wanted to scold you two for a long time, but never had the chance. I must catch you today.

Therefore, when the applause rang out again.

Principal Wang's sharp eyes narrowed, searching below, and found it!!

The source of the applause was indeed Senior One Class 4... Eh? Why wasn't it Class 4?

It was Class 12 and Class 13 who clapped first.

Where is Class 4? What is Class 4 doing?

Principal Wang looked at the formation where Class 4 was and found the back row.

Then he fell silent.

He saw Lin Li and Bai Bufan.

These two guys actually weren't the ringleaders, and weren't even clapping at all.

They were just... spreading their palms and holding them up on both sides of their heads, necks leaning slightly forward, with expressions like they were crying, happily jumping up and down in place.

Principal Wang: "..."

I treat you two as unfilial students, and you two treat me as the sun shining on you? 

(Translator's Note: They are imitating sunflowers).

(End of Chapter)