The Most Random System

"...Are you guys treating me like a garbage can? Throwing stuff at me instead of wasting it, right?"

If you don't explode in silence, you'll perish in it; third time's the charm, Zhou Baowei strikes fiercely.

"Classmates with great cooking skills, now's the time not to hide them. Show us your barbecue skills," Xue Jian said to everyone with a smile after the introduction.

"Teacher, I think the best barbecue skills in the world belong to you," Lin Li loudly flattered, "you never burn anything."

Xue Jian was about to tell Lin Li not to flatter him, but seeing everyone laughing, he realized he misunderstood; that kid wasn't flattering him at all!

"What hasn't the teacher taught you? Every knowledge point has been broken down and fed to you, yet you don't know how to adapt. The same figure, change a letter, and you don't recognize it, just like the semester's opening exam..."

As Xue Jian began his endless rant, people stopped laughing and gazed at Lin Li with both resentment and hate, making Lin Li feel like he was on pins and needles.

Oh no, he's the sinner now.

Will he be the first to end up on the grill later?

Lin Li coughed frantically, almost going into an asthma attack, finally restoring Xue Jian's sense.

Xue Jian cleared his throat and waved his hand, "The charcoal isn't hot yet, so everyone should separate the ingredients. They might not all be defrosted. You can check and sort them first."

Lin Li, with Zhou Baowei and Bai Bufan, quickly occupied a grill, opened a box, and said, "Attention candidates, this test site contains a lot of scallions and cilantro."

Though you can't easily add cilantro to skewers, it's perfect for foil grilling.

Zhang Haoyang stopped, adjusted his glasses, scoffed at Lin Li, and chose another grill.

Lin Li sneered and shook his head; one day, everyone in the world will control cilantro, and by then, those who don't eat cilantro will be banished to Siberia to grow it.

Taking out the ingredients from the box one by one, some still had unfrozen ice chunks. With the plastic bags, they simply set them on the ground to defrost.

"Holy cow, this vinegar's gone sour, expired, right?" Lin Li shouted upon opening a tiny vinegar bottle and sniffing it.

Bai Bufan cooperatively held up an imaginary item and shouted, "Whoa, this durian smells rotten, gone bad, right?"

"Neither expired nor spoiled, actually I just let out a sour, rancid fart," Zhou Baowei raised his hand and said.

Sometimes, when playing tricks, the cost varies.

Lin Li and Bai Bufan were fine, but Zhou Baowei was already figuratively beaten to death and left by the roadside.

The ingredients and spices were sorted, but the charcoal wasn't completely hot, leaving the group rather idle as they waited.

Lin Li and Bai Bufan exchanged a look and nodded.

Something can happen.

The two sneaked away, not realizing the vigilant group followed them.

Lin Li pulled out a bag from his pack to share with Bai Bufan.

"Where did those persimmons come from! Let me see!" The trailing group was furious when they saw Lin Li and Bai Bufan intending to sneakily eat persimmons, and they tried to snatch them.

"Bought on the hike, this bag costs 20 bucks, no way!"

Lin Li held the bag high, and seeing the group attempting to snatch it, he tossed it to Bai Bufan.

"Don't you dare snatch! Leave us some! There are only a few left!" But Bai Bufan was too weak, and the bag got intercepted by Wang Ze, leaving Bai Bufan crying in anguish.

"Thank you for the persimmons, they're ours now."

Ultra-athletic Wang Ze laughed triumphantly, ready to enjoy his prize.

Lin Li and Bai Bufan finally let themselves chuckle.

...

Also waiting for the charcoal to fully heat up, Chen Yu Ying and Ding Sihan were sharing the photos they took along the way with their roommates.

Noises came from behind them.

The two turned their heads, only to see Lin Li and Bai Bufan having done something and seemingly angered everyone, now sprinting across the lawn.

And behind them was a throng of angry boys led by Wang Ze, they saw Wang Ze shouting:

"Lin Li! Bai Bufan! Stop right there! Have the guts not to run!"

If Lin Li and Bai Bufan had proactively shared, they would have been on guard, but seeing them treasure it, why would Wang Ze and the others suspect a trick was involved?

"Feign submission only to seize later! Using tactics on us! You guys are beasts!" The angrier Wang Ze got, the more he thought.

Oh, seeing the persimmon juice not yet wiped off the corners of people's mouths and their painful faces, Chen Yu Ying and Ding Sihan understood.