Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

I didn't feel anything when I was boarding school before, probably mainly because my aunt really didn't like Lu Mingfei and never gave the best life she could to the son of Qiao Weini and Lu Lincheng.

But today it seems that the uncle has become really rich. Every move he makes is served by a well-known young lady. The manager, who is not angry even when he is called back to work overtime, always pays attention to every move and expression of Mr. Lu, a celebrity in Hefei's business circle. No matter what his needs are, they will be met immediately.

In this way, his uncle could be considered a successful person who had a say in his past.

He has already caught a glimpse of the wonderful things behind that door, and from now on he will only crave more and more the power that such wealth brings.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the classmates arrived one after another. The first to come was Zhao Menghua, who drove a silver Lamborghini and carried Chen Wenwen, who was in a long skirt. Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up and he quickly got rid of the strange look his uncle gave him and Wa, and walked over to wish Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen a happy marriage.

Zhao Menghua looked very pleased with himself as he hugged Lu Mingfei. He lowered his voice and said in a rather cocky tone, "Brother Lu, how did you know that Wenwen and I were engaged?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned, then he slowly let go of Zhao Menghua and carefully looked at the number one handsome boy in Shilan Middle School who came with beauty and was a winner in life.

In just less than two years since 2010, Lu Mingfei has grown from a handsome boy next door to a powerful warrior on the dragon-slaying battlefield who can cut through Chicago and Tokyo with a pair of short arc knives.

Although Zhao Menghua did not have the blessing of dragon blood, the changes that happened to him were not that amazing, but he did grow from a Korean-style effeminate pretty boy into a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The clothes he wore also quietly transformed from the Burberry and Diesel Chu Zihang imitation suit to a Prada imported Italian suit with a handmade wool shirt made in Scotland.

At this moment, people are young and reckless, with a promising future and countless beautiful possibilities in life. Unexpectedly, Zhao Menghua still chose to get engaged to Chen Wenwen while still in college, just like in another world.

Lu Mingfei smiled and patted Zhao Menghua on the chest. "Sure, Mr. Zhao!" He said, "When can we attend the wedding? You should be careful and don't leave the school as a family of three."

Chen Wenwen, who was leaning on Zhao Menghua's shoulder like a little bird, was shy. She clutched the corner of her clothes and lowered her head and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Oh, Senior Brother Lu, you are making fun of us again..."

Zhao Menghua was quite relaxed. He patted his girlfriend's hand and said, "Wenwen, you go find Liu Miaomiao and the others first. I'll chat with Lu Mingfei."

After sending the literary girl away, Mr. Zhao's true colors were revealed, with a rather lewd expression on his face.

"I heard that Brother Lu, you and Senior Sister Chen broke up?"

Lu Mingfei looked a little embarrassed. But last time when he went to Su Xiaoqiang's house for dinner, he announced to the public that he was indeed with Eri.

"He also got rid of Junior Sister Xia Mi who came later and found a Japanese sister-in-law for us?" Zhao Menghua whispered to Lu Mingfei in a low voice.

Lu Mingfei heard his junior sister yelling in his heart, "You are the one who was dumped, your whole family was dumped, senior brother, beat him to a pulp!"

He cleared his throat, chuckled twice and didn't deny it.

"When Su Xiaoqiang and the others were discussing behind our backs who was the top and who was the bottom between you and Chu Zihang, I told you, Brother Lu, that you and Chu Zihang were not in that kind of relationship at all!" Zhao Menghua looked righteous. Lu Mingfei sneered in his heart and said, "You kid think I don't know that you, Zhao Menghua, were the most enthusiastic about supporting the couple back then. You even paid the guy in the next class to write a novel in Chinese class. That guy wrote a gay novel about the two of us. It makes me angry just thinking about it."

"I was saying that you two were just shy back then, brother Lu. How could you not like girls?" Zhao Menghua said seriously, "I saw Chu Zihang posted a photo of him and his girlfriend on QQ. There were white flowers around them. It was a bit creepy to look at in the middle of the night."

Lu Mingfei was stunned, thinking that Chu Zihang and Su Qian should not be together now.

But it could also be a photo from the past.

He casually asked, "What flower?"

"It looks like Concubine Yu, but I don't know her," said Zhao Menghua.

On the other side, the Lord Wa, who claimed to be tens of thousands of years old, had actually become friends with a group of young girls in their early twenties. The members of the literature club who got the news and the classmates who happened to be back in Hefei for the holiday had all arrived one after another, except for Su Xiaoqiang.

At first, the students looked at Lord Wa with some fear, especially after they learned that she was actually Lu Mingfei's senior sister at Kassel College, the fear became even more obvious.

It seems that Nono really left an indelible impression on this group of young people from small cities at the farewell party of the literature club, and even Kassel College became something out of their reach in their eyes.

However, this fear obviously subsided a lot after Wazhu told her the gossip that Lu Mingfei lost all his money playing slot machines with her in Las Vegas, and the two of them had to stay in the same motel and take a Greyhound to Nevada together.

Lu Mingfei listened attentively and watched in all directions, so he naturally knew why those girls cast glances of sudden enlightenment and "that's why" at this place from time to time. He could only sigh in his heart that he was worthy of being an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, as he could easily fool those little girls around.

As the investor of tonight, the uncle is of course the host. He has already invited the students to sit down. The table is filled with people toasting each other, and the scene is already very lively.

In a trance, Lu Mingfei felt as if he had experienced something similar at some point. He pressed his forehead, but could not remember when he had experienced it.

Zhao Menghua lit a cigarette for himself, and then made arrangements for Lu Mingfei. The two of them led a group of younger brothers including Xu Yanyan and Xu Leilei to sit at an empty table.

"Actually, according to the original plan, I was going to propose to Wenwen during my internship year after my junior year." Young Master Zhao puffed out cigarettes, looking quite melancholy and desolate like a married man. His younger brothers also puffed out cigarettes, which made Lu Mingfei feel as if he had suddenly fallen into the Lingxiao Palace.

"My two cousins ​​came to Kunshan to invest some time ago, and my family insisted that I go with them." Young Master Zhao spoke. Lu Mingfei thought to himself, I know your cousin is not a good guy. Not only did he forcibly abduct women, but he also raised funds illegally. He relied on his position in the Temple of Solomon and that foreign dragon to do whatever he wanted, but he ended up hitting a wall, and both he and the dragon were detained.

"He told me that the reason he came back to Kunshan to invest was because he met a girl when he was studying in the UK. The girl had a crush on him while studying. He allowed his cousin to focus on his career, but when he came back after achieving success, he found that the girl had already returned to Kunshan and got married." Zhao Menghua said, "I thought that Wenwen and I should not follow in her footsteps, so we got engaged right away when we came back this time."

Xu Yanyan said that Brother Zhao is the most affectionate person in our Shilan.

Lu Mingfei complained in his heart, “Six hours ago my uncle said that I was the most affectionate one in Shilan, okay?”

But he knew the hidden ins and outs of the Kunshan incident better than anyone else. The story was not what Zhao Menghua told. Jiang Wanzhi and Bai Shanglu were in love and lived together till old age. It was not Zhao Xuzhen's turn to make comments.

As they were talking, the brothers somehow started talking about Lu Mingfei. For Wazhu, this was finally getting to the point. With two big round eyes shining, she strolled over to Lu Mingfei like a cat, and with a twist of her slender waist, she squeezed past the fat boy who was not sure whether it was Xu Yanyan or Xu Leilei.

A buddy said to me, Brother Lu, do you still remember me? We used to be classmates in junior high school. We played StarCraft together at that time. You were very good at it. When we had a one-on-one duel, I used the Hydralisk sea tactics, but I was killed by your lightning troops.

Lu Mingfei smiled shyly and said, "No, no, no, I can't remember anything. Let's drink, let's drink."

Another buddy toasted Lu Mingfei and stood up and said, "It's strange, when you were in junior high school, you were just a passerby with no sense of existence... Ah, I'm not saying that you were not awesome back then, you were awesome back then, and you swept our area when you played StarCraft, but not like later, it was like you were possessed by someone, you were more powerful than Chu Zihang, not only did you become the top student in the grade, you also grew taller and more mature, and became a superstar in the school in just a few months.

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Lu Mingfei raised his glass and clinked it with his buddies and said, "I was holding back a lot of energy at that time, just waiting to make a big splash."

Those changes that seemed incredible to outsiders actually happened to Lu Mingfei in September 2007. At that time, he had just returned to the past from the second half of 2012. He had an activated S-level bloodline, fighting skills that could be called the dragon of the executive department, and was indoctrinated with almost all the basic physics knowledge of modern times through devilish training and cramming education by many department heads of Kassel College. If he still couldn't dominate Shilan, then he could really find a pillar to smash himself to death on.

Seeing that some of his friends were eager to dig up some stories about Lu Mingfei's past, he had to punish himself by drinking three cups of wine and said, "Can we stop talking about StarCraft? I haven't played it in years."

I first came into contact with this game when I was in junior high school. At that time, I had no money and nowhere to go, so I just hung out in the computer room of the junior high school. By chance, I saw a senior student playing a game of 5D Speed ​​Dog, and I was amazed. From then on, I couldn't stop playing.

At that time, Lu Mingfei was often defeated when playing StarCraft in the computer room, but the reason for his loss was not because of his poor skills, but because the mouse in the school computer room had been used for too many years, and the scroll wheel had been worn into an ellipsoid shape. No matter how gentle the movement was, the pointer would drift irregularly. Therefore, if you wanted to operate the troops accurately, you had to rely on logical thinking on the one hand, and luck on the other.

Later, a black Internet cafe opened downstairs from my uncle's house. I forgot what it was called, and the situation improved.

He could not remember anything else. The only thing he remembered was that it only cost six yuan a night to surf the Internet in that black Internet cafe. There was a 15-inch generic flat-screen monitor and the fan noise was so loud that it sounded like a Boeing 747 taking off next to your ear. The computer room was always filled with the smell of cheap cigarettes, Master Kong beef noodles, and stinky feet. The hard chairs were placed in a jagged pattern according to the terrain. Lu Mingfei bumped into them many times and still had bruises on his calves when he was in high school. If he stretched too hard, he would hit the back of the head of the person in the back seat. If he took his flip-flops off his feet, he would be kicked into the depths of the computer desk immediately.

But even thinking back on it now, even though many, many years had passed, Lu Mingfei still thought that place was fucking awesome.

The illegal Internet cafes were dirty, small, run-down and chaotic, but that was how the world looked to Lu Mingfei when he was a child.

Once you enter the Jianghu, you are a child of the Jianghu. Even if you kill people and set fire to others, fight for your brothers, drink until the end of time, and fight with a bad chess player, it doesn't matter. Even if the old aunt at home doesn't like you, she can't find you here. Because she is not a child of the Jianghu, black Internet cafes never let those middle-aged women who look extremely fierce in the Internet cafes. If they let them in, it would be like the King of the Golden Wheel sweeping the martial arts world. In a few minutes, this place will be full of blood and corpses.

"So Mingfei was still a very unlucky kid five years ago." Lord Wa smiled with narrowed eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as peaches and plums.

Five years.

These two words kept turning over and over in Lu Mingfei's stomach, feeling hot and cold as if he had taken a big sip of Erguotou.

He looked up at the residential buildings on the edge of the city outside the window. All of them were densely packed with lights on. The streets were filled with black and white cars. Pop music was playing in the mobile phone store, the pancake stall was surrounded by people, the steamers in front of the Hangzhou Xiaolongbao shop were stacked high, and bicycles were crookedly passing by the crooked tree. Everything seemed no different from five years ago.

For a moment, Lu Mingfei had an illusion that time seemed to be frozen outside this huge floor-to-ceiling window. Five years ago, when he first returned to this time and space and looked out from the barred window of his uncle's house, he saw the same densely packed buildings, crowded cars, and white steam from the steamers.

A horse passed by the window, and five years passed in the blink of an eye.

All the noises around his ears were so hazy that they flowed away like water. The brothers in the literature club saw that Senior Brother Lu was lost in thought and did not disturb him. They each held a glass of wine and talked about the past. Wazhu covered one of Lu Mingfei's palms with both hands, as if to let him feel that there was still something solid to anchor him in the chaotic flow of time.

A moment later, the door of the Ball Room was pushed open and a cold wind blew in his face, waking up the dazed Lu Mingfei. He looked up and immediately met a delicately painted little face with a pointed chin.

Su Xiaoqiang looked around with her phoenix eyes, and came to Lu Mingfei in a hurry. She twisted her slender waist and pushed Zhao Menghua aside.

Young Master Zhao pointed at Su Xiaoqiang with trembling fingers and uttered the words "you, you, you, you" from between his teeth. Su Xiaoqiang snorted coldly and said, "You want to climb into Ming Fei's bed too?"
The little angel is still the little angel, and she never stops talking until she shocks the dead. The whole audience fell silent, and Lu Mingfei blushed.

Lord Wa frowned, feeling that something was not right. How come this guy could hook up with girls wherever he went?
"Long time no see, Senior Sister." Su Xiaoqiang held Lu Mingfei's other hand, and her little face with painted eyebrows and hair looked like a blooming flower.

She knew Lord Wa, but there was still a subtle fire burning deep in her pupils. (End of this chapter)