Chapter 4 If you want to learn, I will teach you.

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 4 If you want to learn, I will teach you.

As a reward for speaking out, his aunt scolded him for ten minutes at the dinner table.

The reason why it was ten minutes was because he felt that what his aunt said made sense.

If you can't get points for such an essay, you won't be able to get into Harbin Institute of Technology.

In order to complete his retirement plan, he decided to give up documentary literature.

"I'm done eating."

Lu Mingfei took away the dishes and threw them into the sink.

"He is becoming more and more disobedient now."

The aunt whose spellcasting was interrupted was furious.

"Maybe it's the rebellious stage."

The uncle responded.

"Rebellious period? That's because there is something wrong with your Lu family's genes. Lu Mingze doesn't have a rebellious period, right?"

The aunt scolded her uncle, and then stared at Lu Mingze who was still working on the meal.

Lu Mingze lowered his head to eat, not daring to look at his mother.

"One or two of them don't make people worry."

Auntie exhaled sharply from her nose.

Lu Mingfei returned to the room and opened his laptop.

Although the configuration and network speed are not very good, it is still enough for single-player use.

After playing human-computer games for several hours, he quickly regained his former feelings.

At the same time, Lu Mingfei discovered that his fingers were unexpectedly flexible and his reaction speed was amazing.

"Since you have such a talent, why would you choose to be a useless person?"

Lu Mingfei didn't understand what he had been thinking.

If the body he traveled through had such a talent, he wouldn't have spent so much money to enter the recruitment selection.

After playing the game, Lu Mingfei took his bag and prepared to go to the gym.

When I opened the door, my uncle was reading the newspaper in the living room.

"Go on, your aunt is playing mahjong."

He tapped his chin.

Lu Mingfei nodded in response, put on his shoes and went out.

Two months of such an unpretentious life of working out, training, taking classes, and playing games passed quickly.

Lu Mingfei's body has also undergone tremendous changes in the past two months.

"Lao Lu, do you think Lu Mingfei has grown up too fast recently?"

Auntie looked at Lu Mingfei who was changing the light bulb, and her tone was unusually hesitant.

"You have grown a lot. Mingfei, have you measured your height and weight?"

The uncle looked at it and then asked.

"178cm,85kg."

He revealed his own data.

"Is fitness so useful? You can get one for Ming Ze later."

The aunt glanced at her cousin who looked like a gas tank, and her heart suddenly moved.

"I dont go!"

Lu Mingze screamed and rushed out of the door.

Practicing piano is already torture enough, but exercising again is really killing him.

"Fitness will not make you taller, but will affect your height."

Lu Mingfei shattered her aunt's fantasy.

"Really? Forget it."

Auntie gave up immediately.

It doesn't matter if you are a little fatter, but if you don't grow taller at 160cm, it will be difficult to find a partner in the future.

Lu Mingfei changed his clothes, picked up his sword and prepared to go out.

"Lu Mingfei, what are you doing with this thing?"

Auntie's eyes were like lightning.

"Carve an inscription."

he replied.

"What kind of inscription should you engrave? Your parents didn't scrape their money, can they afford you to spend it like this? Moreover, wielding a sword is very dangerous. If you hurt yourself, it's okay, but if you hurt someone else, you'll have to pay for medical expenses.

"

Auntie entered fighting mode.

"Are you a boy? When I was a child, I also liked to play with wooden swords and sticks. Anyway, I didn't use any weapons, so let him play with them."

Uncle came over again to smooth things over.

"Humph, just spoil him."

Auntie left angrily.

Maybe she felt the changes in Lu Mingfei, maybe it was because Lu Mingfei had grown up and her aunt's attitude was much better than before.

Although I passed the aunt's test, I will definitely not be able to pass the security test, even if it is unopened.

He put the sword in the guard's room, and another man came in.

"Chu Zihang?"

Lu Mingfei quickly remembered who this person was.

Chu Zihang nodded. He was not surprised. There were not many people in this school who didn't know him.

Although he himself was not happy, he still ranked first as "the most popular person in Shilan High School" for a long time.

Chu Zihang looked at the steel sword in the corner. It was broad and solid, not like an old man doing morning exercises.

He originally wanted to put down the wooden knife and leave, but an inexplicable feeling prompted him to want to chat more with this person he had never met.

"You also practice swordsmanship?"

After saying the words, Chu Zihang regretted a little.

His tone was too harsh, as if he was provoking, and he didn't want to cause trouble.

"Practice is okay."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

Although it wasn't enough to affect him, he did feel that inexplicable sense of closeness.

Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the other party didn't know how to speak.

"Are you learning Chuanwu Swordsmanship?"

he asked next.

"No, it's the swordsmanship of a warrior."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

Over the course of thousands of years, he has learned countless sword techniques, including those of mortals, those of space warriors, and even those of aliens.

So he didn't know what genre his swordsmanship was, and could only be summarized as a warrior's swordsmanship.

"Sounds awesome."

Chu Zihang nodded.

He rarely comments on others, but he is not incapable of complimenting them.

This slightly polite remark made Lu Mingfei's eyes light up, and he took out the pamphlet from his pocket.

"Randall Cohen, born in Macragge."

"Identity: Veteran of the First Company of the Origin Chapter"

"Origin: Son of a small workshop owner."

"Once upon a time, my dream was to become a professor at Macragge University after retiring."

"Died fighting against the Thirteenth Dark Crusade."

Randall is a knowledgeable Space Marine, especially in philosophy and history.

He believed in the Emperor devoutly, but at the same time he was quite rational.

Lu Mingfei admired Randall very much and gave him a captured iron halo as a gift.

Unfortunately, he still died under the wave of the Black Legion.

I can't be a university professor for the time being, so I'll be able to accomplish my small goal by teaching a middle school student first.

"Do you want to learn?"

Lu Mingfei closed the booklet and asked.

"What?"

Chu Zihang was a little confused by his actions.

"Learn my sword skills."

he replied.

"Class will start soon."

Chu Zihang checked the time.

"Then I'll wait for you at the school gate after school."

Lu Mingfei left the guard room without waiting for his refusal.

"weirdo."

Chu Zihang actually didn't intend to refuse.

He is like a cold sun, everyone is intoxicated by his dazzling light, but no one dares to get close.

But this person who came to class with a real sword took a higher level and said that he would teach him swordsmanship.

"I hope he's not just pretending."

Chu Zihang put down his wooden knife and smiled inexplicably.

Ever since Zhao Menghua's thoughts were exposed last time, Chen Wenwen had become much more distant from him.

But similarly, Zhao Menghua tried to talk to her several times, but she was silent.

It can only be said that the thoughts of young artistic women are really elusive.

Zhao Menghua's lungs were about to burst with anger. The good thing about boiling a frog in warm water was ruined by Lu Mingfei.

"Lu Mingfei, what do you think we should do about this matter?"

He finally couldn't help it, and took two followers to block people in the toilet.

"What's up?"

Lu Mingfei asked rhetorically.

"Stop pretending. If you hadn't talked nonsense, would Chen Wenwen have ignored me?"

Zhao Menghua growled.

"What do you want?"

He asked again.

"Find a way to get Chen Wenwen to deal with me."

Zhao Menghua said.

Lu Mingfei said nothing, but looked at him and his followers with his eyes.

"Have you thought of it?"

Zhao Menghua knocked on the toilet door impatiently.

"I'm wondering how hard I can beat you so that I won't be expelled."

He answered seriously.

This is indeed a very complex issue, involving medicine, school regulations, and criminal law.

"Don't think it's a big deal that you've gotten stronger recently. There are three of us, and I can still get a bunch more."

Zhao Menghua was not frightened.

After all, he is the monkey version of "Chu Zihang", and the coder still has some strength.

If that doesn't work, you can also spend money to hire some people from society.

"Then let's start with the hands."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Zhao Menghua's head and pressed it against the wall.

"What do you want to do? Ah! Ah!"

Zhao Menghua screamed twice, and his hands dropped unnaturally.

"It's just a dislocation."

Lu Mingfei put him aside and then looked at the two followers.

Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, a pair of twin brothers, are equally chubby, standing there like two inflated basketballs.

"Boss Lu, we were wrong, please let us go."

The two brothers surrendered without hesitation.

"Come together, let's go together."

Lu Mingfei shook his head and walked slowly over.

Two minutes later, three people walked out of the toilet with their arms hanging down.

He was not afraid of them suing, and the dislocation was not even considered a minor injury.

After waiting for ten minutes, Lu Mingfei reset them.

Of course, they can also refuse, in which case they will tell the teacher enthusiastically.

Of course, they didn't refuse.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Menghua and his two brothers found Lu Mingfei and asked for a reset.

In the blink of an eye, he restored the arms of the three people to their original state.

Having been killing people in the Warhammer world for thousands of years, Lu Mingfei knew the anatomy of various creatures very well.

"I'm not interested in the matter between you and Chen Wenwen. You'd better not challenge my patience."

"By the way, let me take a look at your English notes."

He said to Zhao Menghua.

Zhao Menghua's family hired an American tutor for him, and he learned English quite well.

In fact, it turns out that Lu Mingfei's English is not bad, but after thousands of years, he only remembers yes and no.

The official languages ​​of the empire are High Gothic and Low Gothic, which are as related to English as Ultraman Tiga and Ultraman Guga.

Zhao Menghua reluctantly presented his English notes.

Lu Mingfei has changed so much in the past few months, it's like he's a completely different person.

He had seen a movie in which there was a murderer whose personality changed drastically due to strong stimulation.

Yes, Lu Mingfei must be like this too.

To be tolerant towards mentally ill people is out of humanitarianism.

The monkey version of "Chu Zihang" quickly completed self-comfort.

"Chu Zihang's physical condition is very good. If his talent is equally good, he can be trained as a sparring partner."

Lu Mingfei looked directly at the blackboard while wandering around.

Compared with those brothers in the war group, Chu Zihang is naturally a little different

But no matter how bad a sparring partner is, it's better to fight in vain. During this period, he has already felt that his swordsmanship level has declined significantly.

If this continues, a hundred years from now, his swordsmanship may not be as good as that of the Emperor's Champion.

"Lu Mingfei, please solve this problem."

The math teacher interrupted his thinking.

"The value range of y=f(x) of the function defined on R is [m, n], then."

This is a math competition question that the math teacher came up with to scare them.

He originally wanted to use those top mathematicians to scare the monkeys, but Lu Mingfei would do the trick.

He dared to be in a daze with such a conspicuous figure, it was obvious that he didn't take him seriously.

Lu Mingfei is very confident. A question of this level is just a dessert after a meal.

Converting the problem into High Gothic and common imperial mathematical symbols, he fluently wrote down the process of solving the problem.

"Although it is a brain that has not been modified, it still works well."

Lu Mingfei acknowledged his brain.

"Lu Mingfei, what did you write?"

The math teacher looked at him with a pained face.

"Um"

Looking at the out-of-place characters on the blackboard, he felt a rare sense of embarrassment.

"Don't make trouble if you don't know what to do, just go down."

Seeing that he had written so much, the math teacher did not scold him.

"There is still a long way to go."

Sitting back in his seat, the elder Lu Mingfei, who was out of touch with his time, clenched his fists.
Chapter completed!