Chapter 272 The Tomb of the General of the Han Dynasty Conquering the West
"You called me here just to discuss Lu Mingfei's matter?"
Chu Zihang looked at the departing figure of this junior, with confusion hidden in his eyes. He always felt that Li Longyuan's behavior during this period was a bit strange.
"Remember what I told you, Lu Mingfei is the S-class booked by Angers."
Li Yongyuan poured tea and water in a leisurely manner, stirred the tea slowly in the bowl with a tea spoon, so that the tea and water blended together, and the tea soup showed a jade-like foam that bit the edge of the tea vessel. This is called "biting the cup".
When he performed this action, he looked very casual and gentle, as if he was in harmony with the Tao, if it weren't for the nondescript white bandage wrapped around his arm.
"So what, everyone has the right to choose to refuse. Even Cassel College cannot force students to make a choice."
"So back to the topic again, do you think that people's fate has already been determined?"
"It's like being written in a script. No matter how twists and turns the process is, or how tortured and struggling the characters' mentality is, the final ending is ultimately a grand tragedy determined by the author. They seem to be born to earn tears from readers."
When he said this, the young man slowly reached out to take off his sunglasses and contact lenses. His eyes were so bright and fierce, as pure as gold, even the usual scarlet color was melted in the sunlight.
Chu Zihang was stunned when he looked at such golden eyes. In just a moment, he was sure that Li Longyuan had used explosive blood, and the level was not low.
Li Yongyuan was drinking tea by himself, with a majestic expression on his eyebrows and eyes as handsome as the distant mountains.
"Lu Mingfei was the one chosen by Angers in the script. Just like a good story cannot start without the protagonist, so no matter how you do it, the ending is already doomed."
"Including this confession?"
Chu Zihang moved his eyes and looked at a vigorous green bonsai with twisting branches by the window.
"Considering from the plot of the script, this will change the mentality of the male protagonist, from just seeking stability in a corner to igniting the ambition to dominate the world. Like and love are an excellent catalyst in the eyes of conspirators
, it can make the weak work hard to become strong, and the strong be full of desires."
"The blackening of primary school students?"
Chu Zihang responded coldly.
"Senior brother, you know how to play tricks."
Li Longyuan silently gave Chu Zihang a thumbs up for surfing the Internet.
"I don't understand. Your words seem to indicate that Lu Mingfei will fail, so why do you still try your best to help him do this?"
"I want to see if one person's resistance will have unexpected results, and how much our principal can pay for the cause of dragon slaying."
The young man put down the tea cup in his hand, and the sunlight shone on the jade bowl, which looked crystal clear, with green and white blending into the same color.
"If I were Ange, Chen Wenwen agreed to be with a rich second generation like Zhao Menghua, and humiliated Lu Mingfei to make him see his weakness and incompetence, and finally worked hard to seize the only job of Kassel College
Chances are the best storylines will unfold."
"Then if Lu Mingfei confesses his love smoothly with your help, or if Zhao Menghua does not pursue success, or if the relationship between the three is still full of certainty, it will continue to give Lu Mingfei hope and make him reluctant to leave to get stuck.
Where are you?"
Chu Zihang stepped into the playwright's perspective. I didn't expect that he would also write some vulgar love triangle plots. You must know that once this kind of relationship develops, the original twelve-level TV short drama may be expanded into a seventy-level series.
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"Kill her."
Li Yongyuan's voice suddenly became cold, and the bloody love soap opera suddenly added criminal elements.
"It's best to do it in front of Lu Mingfei. The pure-blood dragon lost control. The vibrating membrane wings flew over the city. Chen Wenwen, who was standing at the crossroads with flowers in her hands and a smile on her face, waiting for the arrival of the male protagonist, melted into coke with a mouthful of flames.
He roared at the top of his lungs and walked away without looking back."
Just the verbal description sent chills down Chu Zihang's spine. He raised his head and looked at Li Longyuan's eyes, feeling more and more like the eyes of a devil playing with people's hearts.
"This is not the principal's style."
Chu Zihang slowly shook his head.
"If there is a better choice."
Li Yongyuan was noncommittal.
"I only know that if a person wants to do something, it will be impossible to accomplish it if there are too many constraints. No matter how ambitious the goal is, the price paid will be tragic."
"Those who can sacrifice all they have to achieve their goals are called heroes and benevolent people. Those who disregard the lives of others and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals are often called traitors and careerists."
"Senior brother, do you want to be a hero or a traitor?"
Li Yongyuan handed over a cup of ordered tea, sitting upright and speaking thoughtfully.
Chu Zihang didn't respond. He didn't want to be a hero or a hero. Because what he wanted to do was already engraved in his mind. He used the rest of his life as firewood, his body as a furnace, and raised his hands to Odin, the King of Gods.
sword.
"Actually, some things don't matter whether you think about it or not, but whether you do it or not. Before Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms threatened the emperor to order the princes, he was still a passionate young man who dared to single-handedly stab Dong. His dream was to have this inscribed on his tombstone before he died.
A few lines of words for the general of the Han Dynasty's expedition to the west."
"People will change after all. When I was young, I was full of enthusiasm and thought I was the one who could change the world. When I got older, I realized that I was being pushed by the waves of the world. Every choice I made at the fork in the road,
In fact, you will lose something, but you didn't realize it at the time. When you suddenly wake up and look back, you realize that you are like a wanderer who can no longer find his way home."
"what do you want to say?"
Chu Zihang felt that he had grasped the key point of Li Longyuan's words, but he seemed not to.
"If one day someone tells you that your lifelong wish can come true, the premise is that you kill Su Xiaoyan."
Li Longyuan's last few words made Chu Zihang tremble all over. He raised his head angrily like a lion, and his golden eyes under the colored contact lenses were as fierce as poisonous scythes.
"I know you definitely don't want to."
The young man had expected it and looked at Chu Zihang without hesitation.
"But if the conditions are relaxed, what if He only wants the lives of Liu Miaomiao and Lu Mingfei? Or even more relaxed, what about the life of a certain student in Shilan who has nothing to do with you? Or even more relaxed, he only wants the lives of any
The life conditions of an ordinary person may be lower. For example, if you only need to put the tip of a knife into the throat of an old man lying on the bed dying, his original life span may be less than three days."
"In exchange for the life of a humble ant that is just hanging on, a supreme god who holds all the power in the world will disappear completely. I have to say, this is a very cost-effective deal."
Li Yongyuan's handsome and upright face was half hidden in the light, becoming more and more angular and delicate, and his voice, as cold as a sword, contained a different kind of seductiveness.
Chu Zihang, who was sitting across from him, lowered his head. The momentum that was about to draw his sword suddenly stopped, and he just remained silent.
"So a person's bottom line can never be tested. Only when something really happens will you reveal the side that is most true to your heart."
After finishing the conversation, the young man poured a cup of tea for the last time and stood up to leave.
"Speculating on people's hearts? Don't you feel tired sometimes?"
Chu Zihang raised his head and stared at his back, his golden eyes burning like fire in a furnace.