"Is there anyone who didn't get a gold medal in a project? I have three here. Do you all want one each? Anyway, for me, I estimate there are six more to be won in second and third year, but I'm afraid you guys won't have a chance."

Lin Li was mocking the "three people," even Chen Yu Ying wasn't spared.

So getting a kick was well-deserved, it was just short of letting Bufan loose.

Since all the projects for Class Four in the first year had already been completed, what remained was to wait for the conclusion of the other school projects and then hold a closing ceremony. So, after receiving the awards, everyone returned to the classroom base to start cleaning ahead of time.

Each class had the responsibility to restore the classroom base after the sports meet, where not only the trash but also the desks and chairs had to be moved back by themselves.

Now that they were cleaning up early, by the time the closing ceremony ended, they could go home sooner.

"Can this glass bottle be used for anything after drinking it? I always feel it's different from a plastic bottle, and throwing it away seems kind of a shame."

While tidying up the drawer, Ding Sihan was holding a clear glass bottle, somewhat hesitant about whether to toss it into the trash bag, asking everyone for suggestions.

Originally, it contained honeysuckle dew, but now the label on the outside had been peeled off by Ding Sihan out of boredom, looking very clear and even could be used as a small vase.

"I've got an idea for this." Lin Li, whose spirit animal was a Dalmatian, looked over.

"Does anyone have a suggestion?" Ding Sihan emphasized the word "anyone."

Haha, isolating Bai Bufan, how mean.

Lin Li compassionately patted Bai Bufan on the shoulder, then raised his hand confidently and said, "Yes, yes, I do, I do!"

Ding Sihan, living up to the legacy of the deaf, still didn't hear.

Useless stuff.

Lin Li sighed and could only point at Wang Yuezhi: "Wang Yuezhi says he has a suggestion."

Ding Sihan turned to look at Wang Yuezhi upon hearing this.

Wang Yuezhi: "?"

"What suggestion? I don't have any suggestion." Wang Yuezhi looked confused.

"The formula can be applied, Yuezhi, don't forget the method I taught you to relieve anxiety." Lin Li whispered a reminder.

Wang Yuezhi paused for a moment, then understood, and with twitching lips, looked at Ding Sihan: "Lin Li means that if you can smoke, this glass bottle can be used as an ashtray. If you can't smoke, you can first learn to smoke and then use it as an ashtray."

Ding Sihan: "..."

See, ignoring Lin Li's suggestion was definitely the right choice.

Lin Li is quite reliable, but Lin Li being reliable is impossible.

But now Ding Sihan realized the glass bottle might have its use, matching well with Lin Li's head — smashing it on his head would surely be beautifully tragic.

"Hey, don't say that, a glass bottle is indeed quite suitable as an ashtray, the size of the honeysuckle dew bottle mouth is also suitable for flicking ashes," Wang Ze nodded upon hearing this, even pretending to flick ash and commented:

"It's easy to clean and can be reused, Ding Sihan, you really should learn to smoke."

Ding Sihan: "..."

Many heads seem to fit this glass bottle well, it's hard to decide.

"No kidding, do you really know how to?" Lin Li asked Wang Ze upon hearing this.

"I can smoke, but I simply don't like it." Wang Ze nodded and then shook his head, "I usually only smoke during the New Year."

"Why did you learn this? Was it also for women's underwear?" Lin Li asked curiously.

"What do you mean for women's underwear, that's damn perverted." Wang Ze didn't understand and was stunned.

"For showing off."

Wang Ze: "..."

Damn.

Many young people who learn to smoke aren't for the so-called pleasure or stress relief; most do it hoping to give others the impression that they're experienced and worldly.

When whipped by family with a belt, they'd stubbornly say, "You'll understand when you're my age."

Wang Ze certainly isn't addicted; in fact, Lin Li and the others had never even seen him smoke, nor had they ever smelled smoke on him.

"I'm not that bored; I was taught to smoke by my dad." Wang Ze shook his head.

"Your dad taught you to smoke?" Bai Bufan, equally curious, was stunned upon hearing this.

The Wang Family has some stories, huh.

"Yeah, during New Year's when I was little, I kept asking my dad for his lighter while we were setting off fireworks. He got annoyed and just lit a cigarette for me. I asked what to do if it went out, and he told me to take a puff if it was about to go out," Wang Ze nodded, "then I learned, during New Year's fireworks, I'd occasionally have one, but never touch them at other times."

Lin Li, Bai Bufan: "(;☉_☉)?"

Filial piety in reverse.

Learning to smoke this way, it was indeed Lin Li's first time hearing about it.

Wasn't Wang Ze's dad whipped into the air by his grandfather?

"We definitely need to be careful if we meet Wang Ze during the New Year; this guy might just use a cigarette butt to burn my butt," Bai Bufan said warily.

"It's nothing, I can even burn your Barrett if convenient." Wang Ze waved his hand casually, a simple effort, nothing worth mentioning.

"I thought it was other student-athletes who influenced you," Lin Li clicked his tongue, "didn't expect it was this way, amazing."

"Indeed, many student-athletes smoke, it was quite serious in junior high, and it's present in Nansang now too. Some seniors have a bit of an addiction and often smoke in the dorm or bathroom," Wang Ze nodded, then couldn't help smiling, raising his eyebrows and adding:

"I tell you, there was a senior in the third year, once he was secretly smoking with someone in the bathroom, and suddenly, the grade director barged in.

But the grade director couldn't figure out exactly who was smoking, and seeing no one admitted, he made everyone squat down and sniffed their fingers one by one to see who had the strongest smoke smell.

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