Chapter 11 The three-year period has come, welcome the Dragon King back to the throne

Zhang Baiqing was not clear about the right and wrong and grudges between the little angel and Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei would not think that he was wrong, and the little angel would not make such an evaluation.

Gradually everyone in the school knew that Chu Zihang had been recruited by a foreign university. The girls and boys felt sorry for it.

The second place on the list of "Those who should be killed" was already booked, so why wasn't the first place recruited? Couldn't the academy just pack up and take both of them away?

As long as one of them is still there, the male classmates are destined to be the stars in the daytime, and their faint light will be obscured by the sun.

……

Lu Mingfei returned home and checked QQ after secretly playing StarCraft. He stared at the avatar of the girl in the baseball cap. Chen Wenwen did not send him any message. The last time they chatted, they still replied with "Happy New Year" and "Happy New Year" to each other.

He was promoted to the director of the literature club. When the boss found out, she didn't congratulate him. Instead, she sneered and said, "These illusory titles can't help you. She just thinks you are useful. What you should do is work hard to improve yourself. Only women and children in this world are qualified to be loved unconditionally. You are a man, you should have your own personality charm to attract others, instead of being attracted by others."

Lu Mingfei felt that his ideas were in conflict with the boss’s, but the boss was not wrong either. He just wanted to make himself better.

After all, the boss's ideas have been proven to be feasible in him. Why is the boss so popular with girls? In addition to his handsome appearance and outstanding academic performance, he also has a self-reliant character and even has an excellent side that he has not shown to those girls.

He felt that if he were a girl, it would be hard for her not to be attracted to such a boy.

However, I am mediocre and have no other advantages except that I am good at playing games.

……

Zhang Baiqing had no idea what Lu Mingfei was thinking. He only found that after his physical fitness reached 1900 points, his body felt slightly swollen, as if it was about to overflow.

"It's caused by adding some extra points, so it shouldn't be harmful. Could it be that my body has gradually reached its limit?"

He couldn't figure it out, and after a few days, every time he added a little more, the swelling feeling became more obvious.

Although this feeling of expansion did not affect his performance, the unknown made him feel uneasy.

He was a little helpless. Wouldn't it be better to give himself a normal bonus? The system made this happen without any explanation.

Just when I was feeling annoyed, Lu Mingfei sent me a message on QQ.

Lu Mingfei: "Boss, Chen Wenwen said she's going to move the bookstore tomorrow and asked if I can go with her."

Zhang Baiqing curled his lips and replied, "Just called you?"

There are several people in the literary club formed with Chen Wenwen as the core, but the president Chen Wenwen only took the initiative to invite three people, Zhang Baiqing, Lu Mingfei, and Zhao Menghua.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Baiqing had always been kind, so Chen Wenwen dared to invite him to join. However, he knew through Lu Mingfei that Chen Wenwen liked to read those cold and sad Western literature, but he didn't read that kind of stuff. He felt that it was not as comfortable as "Wuthering Heights", so he refused.

Perhaps Chen Wenwen might have thought about inviting Chu Zihang, but Chu Zihang is not Zhang Baiqing. He always has a cold and expressionless look on his face, which made Chen Wenwen dare not invite him.

As for Zhao Menghua, people call him Little Zhang Baiqing and Little Chu Zihang, but unfortunately the two older ones are still alive, and the younger one is destined to live in the campus where they shine.

Zhao Menghua should be a spare tire, a choice Chen Wenwen made as a step back when she knew she couldn't pursue the two seniors. But in Lu Mingfei's case, he couldn't even be a spare tire. Zhao Menghua, the spare tire, still had a chance to become a regular employee, while Lu Mingfei was at best a jack, who could be used when needed and left alone when not needed.

Lu Mingfei: "Yes, she only asked me to move with her."

Lu Mingfei sent this message as if he was showing off something. He could already imagine Lu Mingfei grinning in front of the computer screen.

Zhang Baiqing: "Yes, I mean there is a role for you in the circus."

He felt a little speechless. How could Chen Wenwen pick on Lu Mingfei alone? Poor Lu Mingfei was being played around by Chen Wenwen.

Lu Mingfei: "What do you mean, Boss? Why is there a role for me in the circus? I can't perform acrobatics."

Zhang Baiqing: "Alas, if you like a girl, you can't just look at her appearance, you also have to look at your own appearance. Will she be happy with you like this? Only you will be happy, right?"

Lu Mingfei wasn't actually ugly, maybe he could look decent after some clean-up, but his wilted temperament was too bad, making him look too loser. After I sent the message, Lu Mingfei didn't reply.

Zhang Baiqing pursued the victory.

"Look, you don't even dare to respond to what I said. If you were a pretty girl, why would you be loved like this?"

After a while, Lu Mingfei replied.

Lu Mingfei: "Boss, I just went to the bathroom."

Lu Mingfei felt that he was quite stubborn and stupid. He knew clearly that what the boss said was the truth, but he was unwilling to take action. Instead, he thought to himself: In every era, there are always a few brilliant people who become history. Only a genius like the boss can succeed. I am such a mediocre person. Even if I work hard, the final outcome is destined to be to be buried in the dust and never become famous.

He was content with being ordinary, but felt a little regretful. However, when he thought that it would all be in vain in the end, he lay down obediently again.

Zhang Baiqing wanted to laugh a little. Lu Mingfei's appearance reminded him of his past life, except that his past life was not used as a jack, and he was more stubborn. He didn't dare to pursue her, and was controlled by her emotions later, so he deleted her directly.

"Alas, when will Lu Mingfei finally understand that a Husky can't be a wolf and a dog can't get into bed."

……

Zhang Baiqing's life is to exercise in the morning, go to school after exercise, eat and sleep after school.

Oh, by the way, he also has to help Chu Zihang take care of his mother. He feels more and more that Su Xiaoyan is so lucky and blessed.

I have a good husband taking care of me outside, so I don’t have to worry. I have a good son taking care of me at home, so I am happy every day without any worries.

……

"Brother, brother."

Who is it? When Lu Mingfei heard this voice, he felt inexplicably sad and lonely.

"It's me, your brother."

Brother? Lu Mingfei thought of the fat boy Lu Mingze.

The voice seemed to understand what he was thinking and said, "I am not him."

"then who are you?"

"We will meet soon, brother! We will soon rule the world and make all those who betrayed us pay the price!"

Lu Mingfei woke up from his dream and recalled the strange dream. He felt puzzled. Why did he dream about having a younger brother?

It’s just that I will rule the world and make those who betray me pay the price.

Poof! Although Lu Mingfei thought this sentence was very domineering and sounded very cool, he also knew that such words should only be thought about in the mind. When he was bored and distracted in class, he would think of such a scene:

The sky suddenly became overcast, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness. At this moment, a crack appeared in the sky, and a huge scarlet eye with a breath of destruction saw him through the crack, and said excitedly: "Lu Mingfei, I found you. I didn't expect that the immortal god who was once famous throughout the world would shrink to be a native on a small planet."

At this time, he would walk out in the midst of everyone's horror, step by step in the air, towards the sky, his hair gradually turning white, and domineering and mighty armor being put on his body one by one. He held a long sword in his hand and swung it lightly, and the thousand-foot sword energy would blind the giant eye.

Then he said to the injured giant eye with contempt: "A tiny insect, do you think you are worthy of looking up at the stars? Let the master behind you speak out!"

Thinking of this, he was so excited that he wanted to plow two acres of land to calm down.

But when I looked back, I felt that such a war would seem to involve the earth, so it would be better to change it to something more reasonable.

For example, an armed helicopter suddenly landed in the playground outside, and several serious-looking men in black wearing sunglasses got off the plane, walked directly in front of him, knelt on one knee, and respectfully handed over the mask: "The three-year period has expired, welcome the Dragon King back to the throne!"

(End of this chapter)