Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 15 Girl
The network manager girl put her head on her arm lazily, and looked at Lu Mingfei from bottom to top.

She stopped laughing.

"You really are different."

"Is there?"

Lu Mingfei touched his face, wondering if he had gotten dust on it when he jumped off the building.

"You didn't talk like that before."

"Maybe the voice-changing period has passed. Boys, they have to grow up."

"You boy."

Girl rubs her hair like black seaweed.

"Let's not talk about it, go online, right? Three yuan and fifty-one hours without an ID card, the old rules."

The girl opened the drawer, and there were stacks of cards inside, and she picked out one at random.

Lu Mingfei touched his pocket, but there was no money.

That's right, his pocket money is basically in his aunt's. Besides, his biggest income is the scholarships from Kassel and Shilan Middle School, but one of them has to wait until he goes to college, and the other has to wait until the college entrance examination is over.

"I don't have any money."

The girl spins the pen lazily.

Lu Mingfei nodded with a sad face, then he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, put his palms together facing the girl, and bowed his head abruptly.

"Jianghu rescue, sister!"

He is Yan Luo, a truly upright hero, a hero, of course he can bend and stretch.

The girl giggled, the little sling was dangling, and the two slender arms were dazzling white.

"It's useless to call me elder sister. I don't lend money to men."

She took a puff of the cigarette, closed her mouth, let the inferior mint-flavored smoke hover in her lungs, and refused to spit it out for a long time. This is the way of old smokers, and it is also a desperate way. One glance reminds me of the pale corpse in the tomb under the moonlight, cold and lifeless.

This girl is thin and pale, relying on the instant noodles and games in Internet cafes to sustain her life, seeking comfort and satisfaction from strong nicotine, like a little white flower in a dark corner that no one cares about.

Because no one cares, so no first and last name.

"But I'm also tired, that, you use it first."

The thin girl stepped down from the bar and clicked on the computer at the counter, which was for the network administrator to pass the time. On the screen, there was a picture of the lobby of the Audition Company.

"How embarrassing that is."

As Lu Mingfei said, he flipped into the counter nimbly and sat down in front of the computer.

The webmaster girl turned her head sideways, the mint-flavored smoke blurred her eyebrows and eyes, and looked at Lu Mingfei quietly. This boy is really different. She still remembers how Lu Mingfei looked in the Internet cafe a while ago. It was nonsense, dumbfounding, but his eyes changed.

In the past, Lu Mingfei always lowered his eyes, avoiding the gaze of others, as if he had a lot of worries, probably the troubles of puberty or something, and he was still a child.

Very suddenly, just yesterday, the girl heard that Lu Mingfei was promising and was going to study abroad, it was a big deal, and when he came back, he would be a high-achieving student, an elite returnee.

Going abroad to study, the girl thought about it at that time, Lu Mingfei looked like he was wearing a suit, this dead boy who always bowed his head and bowed his waist, unexpectedly had a day of wearing a suit and tie.

What a surprise.

When I saw him today, it was really different. Lu Mingfei's waist is so straight, and he would look into the eyes of people when he was talking. Those eyes were like a deep pool, and there were many stories.

It's fascinating how a boy grows.

"Renew!"

"Call you horse, call!"

Lu Mingfei turned his head back, the sick and pale girl was operating the computer deftly, she was so quiet when chatting with Lu Mingfei just now, but now she scolded people without any ambiguity, like a heroine.

The long-haired boy in front of the counter was bored, and happened to meet Lu Mingfei's eyes. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was pleasantly surprised.

"God!"

"You are finally here, Master, let's have a round of interstellar teaching, that beauty, give the Master a bottle of Nutrition Express, and credit it to my account!"

Lu Mingfei has no expression on his face. At first glance, he really looks like a master, but at the moment his brain is running at high speed, thinking about such serious questions as "Brother, who do we know?"

"Grass, go play your game, people still have to learn!"

The network management girl threw back the card after the renewal fee.

"Hey, what's wrong with inviting the Great God to play StarCraft? You didn't see the treat, and another bucket of instant noodles! Just treat it as my tribute to the Great God!"

"The foreign students are short of you, please hurry up!"

Lu Mingfei rubbed his stomach, and wanted to accept the bucket of instant noodles, but the network administrator girl was scolding with her hands on her hips, and he suddenly said, "Okay, give me instant noodles, isn't it StarCraft? This uncle will teach you", right? Suspected of collaborating with the enemy?

And interstellar, to be honest, he even forgot how to log in, real person PK is almost the same, holding the mouse again after 20 years, Lu Mingfei is not as happy and satisfied as he imagined, he just feels at a loss.

Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on the back of the network administrator girl again. She was really thin, like a small white flower swaying in the wind, the kind of white flower that blooms in the wild without a name, and you can step on it casually. The feet will die, but next spring it will rain, and the wind will blow again, and the small white flowers will bloom all over the mountains and plains again.

Lu Minfei held the mouse and continued to be confused, what should he do?
Interstellar, I used to like to play very much, maybe I don’t like it, it’s just a simple way to pass the time.

Think about it, it was more than 20 years ago.

For more than 20 years, the Anti-Japanese War has been won, and he has a family after having a child. No matter how much he likes him, he should fade away.

Don't say whether you like such a literary thing or not, just a little, realistically, what about the account password?
Lu Minfei stared blankly at the login interface of QQ. The fat penguin with a red scarf around his neck laughed and laughed. Lu Mingfei rushed into the screen and grabbed the fat bird's neck, shouting, "What's my password! Be lenient and resist strictness!" the impulse.

Calm down, Lu Mingfei, think about it, with your ingenuity, the password must be the permutation and combination of birthdays, this is not easy to come by!

Look at what comes in handy, I, Lu Mingfei, can speak idioms casually, so be smart.

Lu Mingfei laughed to himself, but he was taken aback by the network administrator girl, thinking what was wrong with being so happy, and then glancing at the computer screen, he was even more at a loss.

【Wrong password, please re-enter. 】

International students are different, and their jokes are also different. They enter the wrong password to play when they have nothing to do. The hobbies are really unique.

The network management girl sighed.

After several attempts, Lu Mingfei decisively chose to retrieve the password, and he still forgot it, but Lu Mingfei didn’t think it was his fault. He heard that everyone’s brain capacity is on the line, and there are only so many things that can be remembered in a lifetime. , So often forget to make room for memory.

His mind was filled with martial arts. Lu Mingfei once studied in Tiandi Pavilion for three years, reading all the world's martial arts to create the kaitian pile, but in the process, he branded the world's martial arts on mind.

No matter Wudang Shaolin or Emei, all famous martial arts skills in the world are all in his mind, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Lu Mingfei is walking in Tiandi Pavilion.

So, he used his brain capacity to pretend to be martial arts. As for trivial matters such as account passwords, he had long forgotten.

(End of this chapter)