The Most Random System-Chapter 812 - 397: Contest Over the Weak, Always Like This, My Reassignment Is Already Merciful
Lin Li really didn’t know what kind of expression he should wear at the moment, nor did he know what expression he actually had now.
The homework that Little Dragon and Sasuke’s dad have to write should be quite a burden for him, probably going to use up all the ink in the pen before Wu Huizhen might be satisfied.
Alas, maybe it’s the sorrow of middle-aged men—after all, once student days are over, one has fewer and fewer opportunities to write with a pen, naturally finding homework more and more daunting, inevitably bursting out in middle age.
Luckily, as a Cultivator, he shouldn’t have this kind of worry.
"Brother Lin Li? Do you know why? Why does writing homework quickly get you scolded?"
Little Dragon saw that Lin Li was slow to respond, persistently pursuing the question, his eyes full of Ding Zhen’s curiosity.
"Little Dragon," Lin Li gently ruffled Li Little Dragon’s head, trying to speak in normal words: "Writing homework quickly means your dad is not writing seriously.
If after finishing, not a single question satisfies your mom, she will naturally be upset.
Writing quickly like this is useless, so although slow doesn’t necessarily mean good, pursuing speed blindly is worse, remember that, got it."
"Oh, oh, Little Dragon understands." Little Dragon nodded, but judging from his expression, he seemed to understand only partly, so whether he truly got it was hard to say.
"Then go ahead and write, Little Dragon, I’m counting on you."
"Thank you, brother, I won’t disappoint your expectation." Little Dragon nodded with emphasis: "Because, I’m Little Dragon!"
Lin Li blinked.
Actually, Little Dragon misunderstood.
Lin Li’s "I’m counting on you" just now was akin to the "I’m optimistic about these young people" said by a security guard in Northern Myanmar to his boss, using the first tone, read kān.
Lin Li also used the first tone just now.
Perhaps Little Dragon didn’t grasp the phonetics well.
But Lin Li didn’t plan to correct him, worrying that Little Dragon might end up researching extensively and divine that "W" is hard "no," saying "w" is soft "no."
Anyway, Li Little Dragon isn’t the main target of the tutoring where he had to take actual responsibility, he’s just looking after him in passing, so it’s unnecessary, it might cause a heartache.
After leaving a "Yeah, yeah" as a response, Lin Li returned to Sasuke’s side.
Sasuke still hadn’t finished his homework.
But quite a bit of time had passed, and the remaining questions, no matter how much more time is given, might not be answered.
Time to intervene.
"Alright, let’s stop here for now. I’ll teach you the questions you can’t solve later. Hand me the homework." Lin Li gently tapped the desk, his voice steady.
Upon receiving it, Lin Li’s gaze swept over Sasuke’s completed questions, assessing for right or wrong.
"This question is wrong, it’s not B." Quickly, Lin Li zeroed in on a multiple-choice question, his fingertip touching it.
"I know." To Lin Li’s surprise, Sasuke nodded, slightly raising his chin with some confidence, "I intentionally answered it wrong, the correct answer for this question is actually C."
Lin Li: "?"
This question indeed correctly was C.
"Why did you deliberately get it wrong?" Lin Li asked, surprised, and a bit intrigued.
Li Sasuke slightly bowed his head, his fingers intertwined at his chin, an enigmatic mischievous smile on his lips: "I’ve made many enemies in life, I don’t want my enemies picking up my homework and copying it directly, so I skewed some answers left!"
Lin Li: "?"
F*ck, He Chengguang!
Lin Li nodded in admiration, but it wasn’t long before he squinted his eyes as he continued reviewing the homework.
Because he saw another question where Li Sasuke answered incorrectly.
Sasuke chose B, but even if skewing the options left, A was still incorrect.
"This question, B is wrong." Lin Li looked at Sasuke.
"Choose A."
"A is also wrong."
"I know," Sasuke calmly nodded, "this question should actually be C, right?"
The gap between Lin Li’s eyelids almost squinted into a line, his tone peculiar: "Yes, but why are your choices skewed right this time."
Sasuke: "I’ve been betrayed thrice, the path to becoming king is always lonely, people always drift apart.
Therefore, I don’t want those who were once friends but now enemies after betrayal to pick up my homework and be able to copy it directly, this is... my second layer of insurance!"
Lin Li, expressionless, simply flipped back to the question where the correct answer was C but Sasuke had chosen B, his fingertip pressing heavily on the question, speaking in a cold voice:
"Come, King, explain to me why you chose B for this question." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"..."
"..."
"The King doesn’t know."
After a long, silent stare, the little emperor ultimately gave a quality response, awkwardly smiling.
Lin Li smiled.
"Dammit! Have I been seen through again? This enemy, stronger than imagined, I must keep honing..." Li Sasuke muttered to himself as he faced Lin Li’s smile, turning his head aside, biting his nails.
Indeed.
No matter what He Chengguang said, with only four options in multiple-choice, having layered three insurances, any choice would be ’right’.
This little brat, the nation’s empowerment, the challenge of the ethnic group, society’s elite essence, the world losing him is like losing Hawking in the sports arena, go on, nothing in the world is difficult if one chooses to give up...
"Alright, let’s start reviewing the mistakes, first, this question..." Lin Li took a deep breath, suppressing his complaint, back to the right track,
...
You can see from Li Sasuke’s middle-schooler syndrome, this guy’s poor grades definitely aren’t due to his lack of brainpower, but rather despite effort, he meets little success.
But because of a lack of effort.
As expected, Lin Li could plainly see that this guy is severely distracted during lessons.
Sometimes, right as he starts lecturing, the fellow has already grabbed two pens and started dueling, muttering moves under his breath, his fingers sliding over the pens, the length of the pen being the length of a health bar, wherever his fingers slide equates to the deducted health amount.
