These days, you can even see someone trying to smear Hayao Miyazaki online.
Lin Li didn't pay any more attention to the special-grade curse spirit Chen Tianming. He approached the big rope jumping area, got a clear view of the situation, and then shouted:
"Ding Sihan, stop your legs!"
"Huh?"
Then, while Ding Sihan was in a daze, Lin Li sprang forward, hugging his head, jumped as the rope hit the ground, and swiftly escaped.
Behind, cutting in line, Ding Sihan, who followed to jump, got hit on the leg.
"Haha, loser." Lin Li turned back, planted his fists on his hips, pointed at Ding Sihan and laughed loudly.
"You messed up my rhythm! And you have the nerve to bark? I'll show you who's useless! I'll show you!" Ding Sihan, furious and embarrassed, chased after Lin Li and began to kick.
"My school uniform and pants are custom-made, eighteen hundred! Eighteen hundred!" So Lin Li clutched his rear and ran.
Eighteen hundred, got dirty.
