F*ck, with 20/20 vision, Lin Li's ass could become a pilot.

Damn, what am I thinking?

Zheng Hong quickly shook his head to dispel the absurd thought.

He squinted his eyes and scrutinized Lin Li's crotch, trying to see through the jeans to the ass behind, although Lin Li had indeed been facing him with his butt just now, but... could it really be?

Seeing Zheng Hong genuinely suspiciously glancing repeatedly at Lin Li's butt, Liu Feng couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Even Lin Li found it hard to maintain his composure. Did he actually believe it?

Lin Li, of course, had used his Divine Sense to find out.

Looking at the still unwilling Zheng Hong, Lin Li sighed:

"Master Zheng, just bear with it for one more noon, hang in there, there's less than an hour left, and once the work is done and we leave the school, you can smoke fifty cigarettes at once like a Gatling gun, and I won't care."

"Sigh, what's so good about smoking anyway? You wouldn't want your daughter to call you a foggy dad in the future, right?"

Zheng Hong understood Lin Li's intent, but his lungs were really itching at the moment, so in the face of Lin Li's persuasion, he almost pleaded:

"Lin Li, just one! Really, just one! I promise, after this one, I won't touch another one at noon!"

"Sorry, Master Zheng, I really can't relent on this today." The task at hand, Lin Li's attitude was firm, "Besides, it's not like I'm asking you to quit smoking, just endure for one noon, it shouldn't be that hard, right? How do you manage when you take high-speed trains or planes?"

"I haven't been on a plane yet, and I take a smoke at transfer stations when on high-speed trains..." Zheng Hong said weakly.

Lin Li still shook his head, but before Zheng Hong could speak again, he suggested: "Master Zheng, how about this, I'll go find you something to eat as a substitute, if you have something to chew, maybe you won't feel like smoking as much."

"Will that be too much trouble for you?" Zheng Hong scratched his head awkwardly, feeling it might not be right, and still craving a smoke: "And where can you get food here?"

"No worries, it's not a hassle, easy to handle." Lin Li shook his head, got up, and walked towards Zheng Hong: "I'll go get it now, I'll be back in a minute or two, but you have to give me your cigarettes first, otherwise I'm afraid you'll sneak a smoke while I'm gone."

Though reluctant, Zheng Hong eventually had no choice but to take out the pack of cigarettes and lighter, handing them over to Lin Li like submitting contraband.

School is school, coming in has a way of making you feel like a student, really makes you wanna die.

The two watched as Lin Li quickly walked out of the power distribution room, disappearing at the stairwell.

In less than a minute, Lin Li jogged back, a plastic bag now in his hand.

"Master Zheng, here's some hard beef jerky, chewing gum, nuts, chocolate, drugs, you can try them all and see which one curbs your craving." As he got closer, Lin Li introduced the contents of the bag.

Zheng Hong, Liu Feng: "?"

Wait, did you mix something strange in there?

However, after just over half an hour of interaction, Zheng Hong could already tell this was just Lin Li talking nonsense again, so he curiously pointed at the light green powder in the bag and asked: "What drug is this?"

"Mint powder," Lin Li explained, "It's really stimulating and quite heady, a taste will make you feel a cool sensation all over, I think it might suppress the craving."

"Thank you for your trouble." Zheng Hong sighed, took a piece of beef jerky, and chewed on it, his tone apologetic, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"I'd say I'm causing you trouble, Master Zheng," Lin Li smiled, and then turned to Liu Feng, "Brother Liu, you should have some too."

"Then I won't hold back."

"Let's get back to work," having something to eat did indeed alleviate the lung itch quite a bit, but Zheng Hong still urged: "We've wasted enough time."

The three returned to work.

"Lin Li, what brand is this beef jerky, it's quite tasty, I'd like to buy some when I get back." Having chewed almost all of the beef jerky, Liu Feng felt slightly unsatisfied and turned to ask Lin Li.

Lin Li didn't even turn around, tossed the bag over to Liu Feng for him to take a second piece, and said: "Not bought."

"Oh, homemade then? No wonder it tastes so good."

"Not that either," Lin Li replied nonchalantly, "Found it."

"Huh? Found it? Where?"

"On the railway tracks, Brother Liu, if you find it tasty, next time I'll pick more for you, but last week was all cloudy, most of it should still be mushy, need to wait some time for a bumper harvest."

Zheng Hong, Liu Feng: "..."

Though knowing Lin Li was joking, the two inexplicably felt that the beef jerky in their mouths suddenly tasted a bit foul.

This is no longer delicious beef jerky.

This is the best beef jerky with a t*urd-like texture.

Liu Feng said nothing to Lin Li, but turned to look at Zheng Hong, hesitant to speak and hesitant to stop, before finally speaking sincerely:

"Master, you should quit smoking, honestly, I now think there's nothing good about smoking—"

Zheng Hong's lip twitched: "Because Lin Li is more addictive, right?"

F*ck, the master can counter now, Liu Feng nodded with satisfaction, seems like he's not the only one who thinks so.

No wonder Teacher Xue ran so fast.

If it were me, I'd run too.

"Alright, Liu Feng, get a move on, time is life, time is money, hurry up and reattach these labels to the circuit lines!" Seeing Liu Feng still looking at him, Zheng Hong impatiently tossed a label book to Liu Feng, urging him on.

Although the beef jerky and gum alleviated Zheng Hong's craving somewhat, it ultimately couldn't replace it, and Zheng Hong still wanted to light a mosquito coil.