Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero Author: Luo Xue Makes Tea

Summary:

　Lu Mingfei's diary:

2009/2/10 I traveled to the base of terrorists in the Middle East. There is a man here who calls himself Tony Stark, saying that we will be executed by terrorists soon!I want to go home!

2009/2/11 Great, I'm home, a peaceful world without strange things is so beautiful!

2009/4/25 I traveled back to that world again, and I seemed to keep traveling between the two worlds repeatedly. Fortunately, my world was calm and normal.

2009/5/5 I found out that there are dragons in my world. 【Crossed out swear words】

……

2012/5/20 I have a girlfriend, Erika is so cute.

……

Many years later, Lu Mingfei, who is the supreme mage, Prince Nidhogg of Asgard, the principal of Kassel Academy, the new emperor of the dragon clan, and the savior of the universe, cried with a sad face: "I really don't want to be a superhero, did I take the wrong script?" It's gone!"

This book is also called - Lu Mingfei, who returns repeatedly from Marvel.

Chapter 1 What should I do if I travel to the terrorist base?

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the clouds surround the moon like silk veils.

Lu Mingfei ran desperately on the way home, feeling like he was going to die.

The winter vacation was coming to an end soon, he planned to indulge himself one last time before school started, and went to the Internet cafe to play two games of StarCraft, but he just happened to meet several masters in a row, not to mention playing to his heart's content, and some people in the Internet cafe noticed his operation.

As a result, more and more people were watching, and Lu Mingfei lost himself amidst the bursts of cheers, playing until late at night without paying attention.

He could already imagine how his aunt would roar at him when he went back to the river lion. In that scene, the real lion would have to droop its mane and kneel down to accept the majesty of the thunderbolt.

But there is no way around it. In his more than ten years of transparent career, this is his only chance to enjoy the attention, praise, and even worship eyes in the center of the crowd. Anyone who comes will get lost in it, unless someone is young. There is no lack of brilliance in the world.

Panting heavily, Lu Mingfei raised his head, and deeply wiped away tears for his upcoming tragic fate of being scolded by his aunt.

A shooting star streaked across the night sky, it was extremely dazzling and bright, it flew very fast, just like Lu Mingfei who was running desperately.

"Meteor, Meteor, if you can really fulfill your wish, let me get rid of the following tragic fate!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the meteor and said in his heart.

Immediately, he felt his eyes go dark, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Just before completely losing consciousness, a thought flashed through Lu Mingfei's mind——

If I broke my face, would Chen Wenwen hate me?

……

cold, hard...

Lu Mingfei lay down, feeling that his head was hurting, very painful, just like being accidentally smashed by a vase when he was decorating the literature club in the second year of high school.

But Lu Mingfei was very happy that day. He was in pain happily, joyfully in pain, and heartily in pain—because for half a day, Chen Wenwen greeted him with care and concern, tenderly like a bird wrapped in clouds. thrush.

Thinking of these, Lu Mingfei felt that his headache did not hurt so much, and Chen Wenwen seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

The concern in her eyes is so soft, the curvature of her eyelashes is so graceful, the tears on her cheeks make people feel distressed, and the drooping bangs make people...

Oh no!Why is Chen Wenwen thankful!

Lu Mingfei was startled, and suddenly woke up. The "Chen Wenwen" in front of him disappeared like a bubble, and turned into a bald middle-aged man wearing glasses.

He sat up all at once, supported his body with his arms and stepped back, and reached the uneven and hard cold rock wall without moving his back twice.

Because of the sudden violent movement, Lu Mingfei's eyes were in darkness, and the bald middle-aged man in front of him became a silhouette in the darkness, only the orange flames jumping in the corner illuminated his bald forehead more and more shiny.

"Hehe...he Fang evildoer, report, report your name!" Lu Mingfei blurted out subconsciously, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words.

"He...He Fang Hero?" He stretched his tongue, suddenly couldn't remember how to say the second half of the sentence, licked his lips, and simply shouted, "The hero, spare your life!"

"He seems to be speaking Chinese." Another voice sounded from the corner.

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking why are there still two heroes?

And this guy seems to speak English.

With half-baked English, Lu Mingfei could barely understand their conversation. Another "good man", that is, the man in front of him, responded: "It should be Chinese, maybe it's an idiom. Chinese is inherently difficult. Idioms It's even harder to understand."

"Damn it, I hate Chinese!" the "good guy" in the corner muttered, "The Chinese test is the only one in my life where I didn't get a perfect score."

He is still a good student!

Lu Mingfei hurriedly shouted in English: "I can speak English! I can speak English! Don't kill me!"

"Kill you?" The bald middle-aged man in front of him was stunned for a moment, and his tone was a little aggrieved, "We saved you!"

……

After half an hour.

Lu Mingfei and two middle-aged men were sitting in a triangle on the ground. They had just introduced themselves and communicated briefly.

The bald man wearing glasses is on the left of Lu Mingfei, and the one on the right looks much better, with healthy hair, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and a circle of embarrassing stubble on the corner of his mouth, and what seems to be covered by something very heavy The shaded eyes are simply textbook-level melancholy or decadent uncle demeanor.

In the bar, as long as this kind of person sits at the bar counter, raises a glass of absinthe or whiskey and stares at it, the little girl can make up a tragic, tragic, soul-stirring love tragedy, which is suspected to be the nine days of the Milky Way.

The only strange thing is that there is a round glowing object on his chest, and the blue light appears through the fabric of the clothes.

"You are Dr. Ethan, and your name is Tony Stark. You are a well-known arms dealer and inventor." Lu Mingfei pointed to the two and confirmed.

Ethan nodded, and Tony had a look of disbelief: "You really don't know me? Haven't you seen my name on TV or in the news?"

"I'm a high school student, so I don't have time to pay attention to foreign news." Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"You Chinese high school students are working hard." Tony said with emotion.

"So," Lu Mingfei pointed at Tony, "you were attacked by terrorists, and you were imprisoned here to help them build missiles. They said they would let you go after they built them, but they would definitely kill you after you were useless. you."

"Although it's a bit harsh, I have to admit that it's the truth." Tony spread his hands.

"And I," Lu Mingfei pointed to the bandage wrapped several times on the top of his head, "I am an unknown person who fell from the sky at the gate of the terrorist base. When you were escorted by them to supplement the materials, you saw them at the gate. To execute me, they took me from them because I was a child, in name they needed a clever assistant, but in fact they wanted to save my life."

"That's right," Tony nodded. "You're very lucky. I don't get out of this ghost base every day. If I'm one step late, you'll be executed by them."

"To be precise, it's an execution," Ethan added. "These people should want to save bullets, and they are going to hit you on the head with the butt of their guns, and kill you alive. When Tony saw you, you were already smashed all over the head." It's bloody, I'll give you a good wash before you bandage it up."

"By the way, your head is really hard. Most people might die if they get hit by the butt of a gun." Ethan's admiring tone made Lu Mingfei feel that his skull was like some kind of high-quality and cheap construction helmet on the supermarket shelf .

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, looked at Ethan and Tony, and seemed to have a bit of composure that didn't belong to his age: "So I was on the way home, I made a wish on the shooting star, and suddenly I saw Hei, when he woke up, he came to this ghost place in the Middle East inexplicably, became a prisoner of terrorists, and will be executed soon."

Tony and Ethan nodded at the same time.

"The method of execution may be to be beaten to death." Lu Mingfei said again.

Tony and Ethan nodded again.

"I... I'm a little dizzy..." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

Ethan and Tony quickly got up to help him.

"No! He seems to have fainted!"

"Quick! Pinch him! There's a battery over there, why don't you electrify him for a pacemaker—"

"Don't... don't charge, I'm afraid of pain..."

After a while of panic.

Lu Mingfei finally returned to normal.

"Your mental quality is too poor." Tony complained.

"Yeah, it's too bad. It's just that I was frightened and fainted on the spot..." Lu Mingfei sat on the ground with a sad face, "Am I dreaming? How can I wake up?" Ah, pinching the thigh doesn't work..."

"Don't say that, Tony," Dr. Ethan came over with a glass of water and handed it to Lu Mingfei, "I think he's very good as a high school student. It's hard for ordinary people to keep up when they are suddenly in this kind of environment." Calm, more likely to suddenly become crazy due to too much pressure and stimulation."

Dr. Ethan patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, comforting and encouraging him, like a bald kindergarten teacher: "It's amazing that you can calm down so quickly."

"Thank you." Lu Mingfei took the water feebly.

It's not like he calmed down, but he was too timid to react even more, so it seemed that he calmed down immediately. In fact, his mind is now full of mixed paste, thick It can be used to stick Spring Festival couplets.

Lu Mingfei knew himself too well, why would he suddenly go crazy due to pressure and stimulation... How could he have the courage to go crazy?

"Well, I have to admit, when I was your age, I might not have performed better than you," Tony looked at Ethan, "So, I think maybe we can tell him."

"Are you sure?" Ethan was a little surprised.

"Tell what?" Lu Mingfei was even more surprised.

"Actually, Ethan and I are building a weapon to escape from here," Tony said.

"You want..." Lu Mingfei exclaimed subconsciously, then immediately lowered his voice and said in a very small volume, "You want weapons to escape?"

"Don't be afraid. Although we are being monitored, the camera does not transmit sound, and it is difficult to transmit the sound in this cave," Tony said, "And what you just said is Chinese, they can't understand, in fact, I also I don't quite understand."

It was only then that Lu Mingfei realized that he was too surprised just now, so he subconsciously uttered his mother tongue, and then changed into his broken English and said, "Aren't you afraid that they will kill us after being discovered?"

"If I really built them a Jericho missile, we'll be killed," Tony shrugged. "Even if I'm found, I'll be fine. The most they can do is beat me up, tell me to be honest, Keep building missiles for them."

"You'll be fine?" Lu Mingfei grasped the blind spot, "What about us?"

"If I can escape afterwards, I will help you take care of your family. I think about what you told me just now," Tony confirmed, "Your name is Lu Mingfei, right? Father's name is Lu Lincheng. My mother's name is Qiao Wei Ni, two archaeologists flying around the world, live in my uncle's house, and my uncle's name is Lu Gucheng..."

"Stop, stop, I said stop," Lu Mingfei quickly interrupted him, "You're talking as if I'm about to die and I'm giving my last words."

"Don't worry, you won't die, neither of us will die," Ethan stepped forward, pressing his wide and warm palm on Lu Mingfei's shoulder, "We will escape together."

"But there should be quite a few terrorists out there. No matter how powerful weapons we have, it's useless. If they give us a shot, we'll die." Lu Mingfei went to Shilan Middle School, an aristocratic high school. I participated in live ammunition shooting when I was a child, and I know the power of bullets very well.

"Or do we have people who can make bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets?" he asked in a last-ditch hope.

"We have something a hundred times better than that." Tony smiled.

……

From then on, Lu Mingfei became Tony and Ethan's "assistant".

Of course, because he doesn't know anything, the only job of his "assistant" is to help Tony Ethan serve tea and water, and help wipe sweat and pass things when they are working.