The Most Random System-Chapter 643 - 344: It would be great if Nangong Wenya existed in reality_3

To be honest, after decades of teaching, this is the first time Xue Jian has encountered a situation in these activities where he needs to emphasize value guidance.

But there's no choice.

This is Class Four of Grade One.

As long as Lin Li and Bai Bufan are around, Xue Jian really worries about the two of them stirring things up, leading over half the class to approve their outlandish ideas.

"The blackboard news and wall murals will be scored by teachers next Wednesday and Thursday, with some rewards for the most outstanding classes. However, this honor isn't very important, participation itself is what matters, just do your best."

"This task should be handed over to Yongfei Yu Yu and Yu Ying. Any other students with ideas or talents in painting can volunteer to help them. If materials or tools are needed, they can be purchased with the class fund."

Lin Li looked at the blackboard on the back wall of the classroom. The current artwork was likely left by the previous year's Grade Two students, now Grade Three.

Unlike the blackboard news from Lin Li's middle school, the back blackboard is painted with paints that can't be erased with a blackboard eraser, and it's purely a painting without text.

As for the wall murals Xue Jian mentioned, they are on the classroom-side walls in the corridor, specifically the upper wall areas between windows and doors without tiled coverage.

Upon entering school, you can see that the exterior of every Grade One and Grade Two classroom features unique artwork.

It's considered one of the regular activities at Nansang Middle School.

The previous Class Four of Grade Two probably had an undersea theme, not bad actually, but it's aged and faded in some places.

"Looks like it's my time to shine."

Bai Bufan took a deep breath, adjusted his collar, and smiled mischievously.

"Won't it be too tiring to wipe it by yourself?" Lin Li asked concernedly, "Bufan, this long-standing paint is hard to clean, you have to put some effort into it."

"Damn it! Lin Li! I meant I'd paint! Not that I'd clean!" Bai Bufan immediately lost his composure.

"What can you even draw, Bai Bufan? It's not like I haven't seen your drawings? When you draw the sun, you still just draw a quarter-circle at the top left of an A4 paper and a few rays." Lin Li mocked.

"That's unfair. When I was young, my family specifically sent me to learn to paint to cultivate my interests. I even made some money online from painting," Bai Bufan protested, slightly nervous.

"How much did you make?" Lin Li squinted suspiciously at Bai Bufan.

"Not much, 800."

"How did you earn it?"

"Sold my graphics tablet as a second-hand item on an online marketplace, claimed it was barely used by a female primary school student, new at nine out of ten points. Not sure if the buyer was a pervert."

Lin Li's face showed a relieved smile.

Just as expected, yet somewhat unexpected.

He thought Bai Bufan's art was so awful that after getting beaten up for it, he had to compensate with 800.

After all, Bai Bufan mentioned it was from his childhood; and with Nansang's native dogs, purebred ones, 800 should be enough compensation. The numbers match.

"But I really do know a bit. If the class needs, I'm willing to offer my services for a fee using the class fund," Bai Bufan offered, perhaps aiming to prove himself, sketching swiftly on a piece of paper.

Then he showed it to Zhou Baowei next to him.

Zhou Baowei squinted his eyes to take a look and raised a brow: "Looks good, what's up?"

Bai Bufan looked at Lin Li triumphantly.

Lin Li took the paper.

How impressive, it really looked good.

—Damn it, it said "looks good" in scribbles that looked like a dog's attempt to write.

Lin Li: "Bufan, would you say for a deaf person, handwriting is like an accent?"

Bai Bufan: "?"

"Regarding the removal of the old paintings, it's also the third matter to discuss. After the second class tomorrow afternoon, the school will organize a Grade One cleanup. We'll wipe the blackboard as needed, and for the outside walls, we can first cover them with a layer of white paint."

"Before tomorrow's evening self-study, the school will inspect the cleaning results. If it's not cleaned properly, they will criticize us, so everyone, please be diligent tomorrow afternoon..."

Lin Li felt the parents were really going all out.

Whether it's the artwork or the cleanup, it seemed like preparations for the upcoming parent-teacher meeting.

It's likely that the school's fountain at the entrance would be turned on by then as well.

He envied the school fountains, only working at most ten days a year.

"Now, the last matter," after delegating the cleaning task to the health committee Zhou Jiana and the class president, Xue Jian sat upright, looked around, and asked:

"You've all been seated in your current positions since the start of the term, which is half a semester now. Wouldn't it be nice to take this opportunity during the cleanup to change seats?"

"If you want to change, do you prefer simple group adjustments, or would you like a complete reshuffle?"

The classroom erupted into chatter upon hearing this.

"No need to change, it's fine now, we've been here for so long..."

"Let's swap by groups; the fourth group gets reflections when the curtain is opened..."

"Change! It has to change! Any seat is better than my current spot!" barked Wang Ze, who's sitting next to Xue Jian, the loudest.

"..."

Lin Li and Bai Bufan looked at each other.

A-Zhen fell in love with A-Qiang~

"Hiss—I sh*t." Bai Bufan shivered.

Damn, every time he made eye contact with Lin Li in this atmosphere, it felt like he'd been shocked. Damn it, could Wang Ze have turned him gay?

Bai Bufan clicked his tongue: "We're not really going to change, are we? I feel like if we change seats, we might not be able to sit together anymore."

Lin Li nodded: "I also can't bear to part with you, Bufan."

Mainly because Chen Yu Ying probably wouldn't sit in the last row, so the best desk mate for him was, indeed, Bai Bufan.

"..."

"Since most of you don't want to change, let's keep the current seating," Xue Jian said after garnering the useful information from the commotion.

People are creatures of habit; without significant drawbacks, most tend to prefer the status quo.

Moreover, after finally establishing illicit and evil relationships with the group's leader, being able to muddle through morning recitations in Chinese and English, changing seats would ruin all that.

But Xue Jian didn't entirely rule out the hope for those eager to change seats:

"To those who want to change seats, Zeng Yifan, I've heard your demands. You all can come to me later for further discussion. If there are legitimate reasons, I'll do my best to help rearrange your seats, okay?"

Xue Jian glanced at Lin Li, who was still giggling with Bai Bufan in the corner, not paying attention at all, and sighed.

To be honest, Xue Jian really didn't intend to break them apart.

Because, given the relationships in the back rows, no matter whom Lin Li sat next to, Xue Jian figured the most probable outcome was that Class Four of Grade One would end up with another Bai Bufan, that's all.

And with Lin Li's height, he could only sit in the back row.

Well, not necessarily.

The seat next to himself, a guardian spot, which current occupant Wang Ze was incessantly barking about changing.

But...

Should Lin Li sit here?

Wouldn't that be too torturous for the subject teachers?

He's the homeroom teacher, he can't run.

But the other subject teachers don't have to stay.

What if Class Four ends up with no teachers teaching them?

Moreover, if Lin Li sits in the guardian spot, he would be close to the girls in the first row, and Xue Jian hasn't seen the adolescent shyness towards the opposite sex in the current Lin Li. He's worried there might be a female version of Bai Bufan appearing in the class.

Sigh.

This is Lin Li.

A pollution source that cannot be purified.

And since Bai Bufan is already a lost cause, might as well let Lin Li continue to corrupt him.

To be honest, Xue Jian feels the most suitable seat for Lin Li isn't even in Class Four, but rather in Class One, Two, Three, Six, Seven... or even Class Twenty of Grade One.

These eighteen classes are the most suitable for Lin Li.

As for why Lin Li isn't suitable for Class Five either.

Damn, because he also teaches math in Class Five.