"Teacher Xue, can I borrow a light?"

Xue Jian heard this and instinctively passed the lighter behind him. When he saw who it was, he raised an eyebrow and swiftly held onto the lighter with his thumb and index finger, then lightly tapped Lin Li's head with his remaining three fingers and said with annoyance:

"Borrow a light for what? What are you doing here? Class isn't over yet, go back to self-study!"

"Teacher, smoking is not allowed in school." Lin Li stared straight at the cigarette in Xue Jian's mouth and said seriously.

"..."

Xue Jian looked at Lin Li for quite a while before taking the cigarette from his mouth and putting it back into the pack.

After a pause, he licked his lips and suspiciously sized up Lin Li: "...A new revenge tactic?"

This brat is really petty.

"What revenge are you talking about? I don't understand. Smoking is harmful to your health, and secondhand smoke is even worse. I'm just thinking about your and everyone's health." Lin Li shook his head and said earnestly:

"Teacher, time is money; if you keep smoking, you'll go bankrupt sooner or later."

"Alright, I won't smoke anymore, go back to the classroom."

Not much anger, thinking Lin Li was simply "still thinking that his grades were tampered with" and seeking revenge, which was rather amusing, so Xue Jian put the cigarette pack back in his pocket and shook his head.

Lin Li looked at the system panel, no reaction on the task.

"Teacher, you're not messing with me, right?" Therefore, Lin Li suspiciously looked at Xue Jian, pondered for a moment, then added: "I'll keep an eye on you, always..."

"You can keep an eye on me all the time?" Xue Jian reflected and glanced at Lin Li.

"I'll try my best." Lin Li replied confidently.

"Haha, I hope you can do it." Xue Jian patted Lin Li on the shoulder.

Lin Li's face turned unsightly: "Teacher, are you provoking me?"

"No," Xue Jian shook his head, "I'm sincere. If you spend your life just watching over me without getting into other trouble, not fighting crime, not eating hot pot, I'll wake up laughing from my dreams. After waking up, I'll immediately check if you're still watching over me; if you are, I'll sleep laughing again."

Lin Li: "..."

Hey, no way.

Such a humble wish.

Is it necessary?

...

Inside the classroom.

Xue Jian was sitting on the podium again, looking at his phone, occasionally answering questions from students who came up.

Meanwhile, Lin Li was watching the system panel.

Theoretically, if the system didn't react, Xue Jian probably didn't listen to his words.

Then keep watching, he'll find something sooner or later.

— (个_个)!

After answering a student's question, Xue Jian, who was drinking water noticed Lin Li staring at him like his eyes were about to pop out. He almost spat water all over Wang Ze.

After coughing a few times, he signaled Lin Li with his eyes to "mind your own business."

Staring so blatantly, the effect seemed not to be great. Lin Li thought for a moment and decided to change tactics.

He started lowering his head.

Though it looked like he was facing the table, his left hand was using his thumb and index finger to rub his eyebrows as a cover, actually looking upward through the gaps in his fingers, firmly locked onto Xue Jian at the podium.

Doing this had its significance.

A few minutes later, Xue Jian instinctively touched his lips, suddenly stood up, and walked out quietly.

Before leaving the classroom, he deliberately glanced in Lin Li's direction and then disappeared at the doorway.

Lin Li smirked: Old Jian, time to play catch-up.

Lin Li first looked toward the window, saw Xue Jian hadn't appeared, and realized he wasn't headed toward the bathroom. Lin Li immediately got up, using the same trick, opened the back door, and peeked toward the end of the corridor at the window.

However, Lin Li frowned slightly—nothing was visible within his sight.

Did he change spots and go somewhere else to smoke?

There's no one else in the hallway either.

Closest to the back door, Chen Tianming saw Lin Li attempting a second look, curiously leaned his chair back, moved his head closer, and asked:

"Lin Li, what are you doing?"

"Looking for Old Jian." Lin Li answered.

"Why are you looking for Old Jian?" Upon hearing this, Xue Jian's head also came closer, he asked curiously.

"Adult matters, kids shouldn't interfere." Lin Li waved his hand.

Smoking is also eighteen plus.

Chen Tianming heard and smiled, shook his head lightly and said: "Then go ahead."

After speaking, Chen Tianming immediately straightened his tilted chair and sat up, without expression, sweating, beginning to study again.

As for Lin Li, he looked for another second, found that he indeed couldn't see Xue Jian, and the idea that he initially had to go out and find out where Xue Jian had gone suddenly dissipated, and he felt it was unnecessary.

Therefore, Lin Li just sighed and muttered:

"Ah, if I can't find him, forget it. I'll go back and study hard, aim for the top of the class in the final exam to repay Teacher Xue's earnest teachings~"

After saying this, Lin Li tried to quickly return to his seat.

"Stop." Xue Jian's mocking voice sounded.

Lin Li's energy dropped immediately, he turned around and looked at Xue Jian with a flattering expression, greeted him: "Oh teacher, I found you."

Xue Jian smiled: "I see that you found me."

Lin Li: "..."

Huh? When did he get here?

11-year-old Xue Jian turned into a ghost in a white dress... forget it, that's not quite right.

As Lin Li's mind was wandering, he suddenly furrowed his brow.

How did Old Jian show up behind him?

Even though the curtain in the classroom was half-drawn today, if Xue Jian came normally from the front door to the back door, he couldn't have completely missed seeing Xue Jian go by when he poked his head out.

Even if he went up or down a floor and came around to the back door, Lin Li wouldn't have had enough time.

And when he opened the door, Lin Li also glanced toward Class Five, but didn't see Xue Jian.

Wait.

Lin Li's mouth twitched.

There's only one truth left.

Damn, it's a trap.

Old Jian came out from the front door and immediately ditched the upright simian pose.

He crouched down quickly, using the hallway wall, below the window level of the classroom, like a thief shifting along quickly to the back door position, then swiftly ducked into the embedded doorway space of Class Five's front door.

Only this way could perfectly explain why when he opened the door and surveyed, he found nothing—Old Jian was practically pressed against the Class Five door like a lizard.

F*cking cunning Old Jian.

"..."

But falling for the trap aside, when the image of Xue Jian sneakily crouching along the wall popped into his mind, Lin Li still found it hard not to laugh.

Therefore, turning his gaze toward Xue Jian, Lin Li blinked: "Teacher, how did you get to the back door?"

Originally still smirking, Xue Jian's face turned a bit awkward upon hearing this.

He coughed dryly, authoritatively crossed his hands behind his back, eyes drifting elsewhere, and using the exact same tone Lin Li had just used, he said calmly: "Adult matters, kids shouldn't interfere."

Lin Li: "..."

You feel embarrassed too, don't you.