Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 8 The Little Devil Appears

Liu Miaomiao, who had been sitting quietly by her knees, suddenly said:

"Senior Chu Zihang also went to a fellowship school at the University of Chicago. Lu Mingfei, have you met Senior Chu?"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help raising his head, swallowed the pizza in his mouth, and looked at Liu Miaomiao seriously.

Under Liu Miaomiao's dodging eyes, Lu Mingfei was filled with righteous indignation.

Brother, brother, how much love debt did you owe outside the year?

"For such a big country abroad, the University of Chicago has more than one fraternity university, right? How could it be such a coincidence."

Someone hastily stepped forward and made a haha ​​round the field.

"I've seen it before." Lu Mingfei suddenly said, "Brother Chu, he is in the same school as me. We are both from Kassel College. He is from the Department of Mechanical Engineering, and I am from the Department of History. Senior Brother takes good care of me and speaks well That's nice, we all like him very much."

Who wouldn't like Chu Zihang?
Poor monk and noble son, powerful, stern and handsome, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he has repeatedly extended a helping hand to him who was once weak and helpless, and pulled him out of the embarrassing situation time and time again.

He also said that he would leave the glory and the future to himself, along with all his fellow apprentices.

No one has ever promised him protection, but he has felt that he has many people to take care of since he was a child.

He is obviously so lonely, but he is always warming others, as if he can draw strength from the happiness of others.

Liu Miaomiao's eyes suddenly lit up for a moment.

Zhao Menghua next to him suddenly felt restless.

Damn it, everything seems to have changed since the guy who turned salty fish came, even his girlfriend's attention is focused on him.

Of course he had heard of the name Chu Zihang, not only had he heard it, it was like thunder!
The son of a friend of his father's was a few years older than him. He started karate in elementary school. According to his boast, he was the youngest black belt in China. In the end, he was easily beaten to the ground by Chu Zihang, who had studied kendo for three years.

That person seems to be an all-around player who can reach the peak of everything he learns.

To the students of Shilan Middle School in the first three years and the next three years, Chu Zihang is always a distant silhouette.

You've heard his name, seen him, but don't remember what he looked like.

Because you rarely have the chance to approach him.

At the graduation ceremony, he was the student representative who spoke on behalf of all the students in the school. He was wearing a sea-blue school uniform, looking down at the speech, and his drooping hair covered his face; When he landed, Chu Zihang had already turned around and retreated to the center line; at the Spring Festival Gala, Chu Zihang performed a cello solo, and on an empty stage, he appeared carrying a piano case, and sat alone in the center of the stage to play "Schindler's List", It wasn't until he put away the violin that the teachers and students who were immersed in the sad sound of the piano realized that this guy's show was over. The audience stood up and applauded, and someone shouted for another one. Chu Zihang bowed and stepped down, leaving the others A slender figure.

He is the only myth of electricity and light, and the only existence that cannot be surpassed by Lu Mingfei, who is at the top of the list of "this beast should be punished"!
The reason why myths are myths is because they have become gods.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Looking at the smelly private room, Zhao Menghua breathed heavily, got up suddenly, got up and walked out with an ugly expression.

Liu Miaomiao's complexion tightened, and she also got up and followed out.

The atmosphere is suddenly a bit oppressive and dull
Everyone was silent at the same time, you looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other.

Lu Mingfei didn't realize it, he got up directly and put the lobster pizza that the waiter had just brought to him in front of him.

The aroma of roasted cheese rushed in, making Lu Mingfei feel happy, not because Zhao Menghua almost fell off the table and left.

He came here today to stir up trouble, and by the way, to support Chen Wenwen.

Although the two finally came together, although this silly girl still likes Zhao Menghua in the end, today, this girl will be torn off her final mask and realize how humble it is to love someone.

And my presence can keep her from being alone, at least I have myself in front to help her attract firepower.

This is the limit of what he can do.

There is no way, the girl has identified that boy, and you can’t pull him back with eight horses. If she likes that guy, she will go to the ends of the world. It only takes one night to forgive all your mistakes, even if you hurt her all over. She can still greet you with a smile.Just like the girl named Akina Lixiang, who obviously left with a smile, but in a blink of an eye she bowed her head and cried, but when they meet again, she will still show the same sweet smile, wishing the newlyweds to have a son and grow old together...

Even if you look anxiously on the sidelines, feel worthless for her, and ask her why she puts herself in such a humble position?

But she will not answer you, she will only look at the boy she likes with full expectation, and will leave with her seriously injured body until she falls into the endless abyss.

Love is such a bloody and fucked up thing.

Whether it is a man or a woman, they can become as humble as dust.

The originally depressing and gloomy atmosphere in the box became slightly better after Chen Wenwen got up and left, and everyone talked softly with each other.

But in a moment, that depression struck again.

Everyone looked at Lu Mingfei who suddenly lowered his head in awe.

An inexplicable sense of oppression emerged, and sadness seemed to pour out of him, this emotion directly affected them, tears ran down their cheeks, and they didn't even know why they were sad.

Lu Mingfei was silent.

Whether it was Chen Wenwen at the beginning or Chen Wenwen at this moment, she has her own company by her side, and she is not alone.

Even if Zhao Menghua cruelly announced the fact that he and Liu Miaomiao would be engaged in front of her, at least he would stand behind her and support her.

What about Kehua Liyi?
The grief welling up from the bottom of his heart suddenly turned into fury, and this inexplicable anger was not aimed at others, but directed at himself.

He raised his head, and there was a flash of red gold in his pupils. Everyone's hearts stopped for a moment, and they only felt that they had an illusion, but the fear that originated from the blood enveloped everyone.

"I'm going to the toilet too."

After briefly suppressing the anger in his heart, Lu Mingfei got up exhausted, and walked out of the box with heavy steps.

After he walked out of the box, everyone began to discuss in low voices.

Could it be that after going out to see the World of Flowers, Lu Shenren is still loyal to the literary girl Chen Wenwen?

What an epic love story.

Lu Mingfei put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and walked towards the toilet.

He knows that his emotions are very wrong now, and he may lose control at any time.

Hiding the supreme heart in this body that is still in the category of ordinary people, he must maintain self-repression all the time.

But as soon as he thought of that girl, sadness broke down the dam of defense like a tide.

He suddenly turned his head and looked out the window. In the distance were tall buildings, the blue sky, and birds flying among the white clouds.

Maybe……

I should go to Tokyo.

Just from a distance, to see if the girl is doing well.

"Brother, why are you suddenly so sad and angry? I can feel that this emotion is not because of Chen Wenwen. So what are you sad and angry about? Could it be your poor and blank love history?"

The sudden voice pulled Lu Mingfei into another world.

The straight corridor under the feet suddenly bent like a twist, and seemed to be folded in an instant.

The neatly dressed little devil stood at the other end of the corridor, waving hello to him.

(End of this chapter)