The whistle version of Twisted Nerve was flying on the street. Lu Mingfei was walking under the shade of the trees with his hands folded. The whistle came from far away, and the sunlight cut by the branches crawled endlessly over his head and on the back of his white T-shirt.
, colorful balloons floated recklessly in the hands of children, and the sunlight refracted light spots on the domes of the balloons, forcing people's eyes to look elsewhere.
The time was half past nine, and there were still two or three hours before noon, the hottest day of the day according to the weather forecast. It was already hot enough in the morning that people would lose their appetite. But Lu Mingfei was different, he would eat no matter what the circumstances.
Being able to get things off may be one of his few advantages. Even the diving training instructors only praised Lu Mingfei for being able to maintain a good mentality of eating and drinking under extreme circumstances.
Remember, what aunt asked for was a handful of green onions and Cantonese sausage? It seems that the treatment for dinner today is good, but it is probably because of Lu Mingze's blessing. Aunt's sweetheart must have a generous meal before he is admitted to the University of Austin to study in the United States.
The family dinner is reserved as a souvenir, lest the heartless fat man be dazzled by the colorful world in the capitalist society and forget the warmth of home. If the power had not been cut off today, the dinner would have had to be a full banquet with more than a dozen dishes to celebrate, right?
Speaking of which, did you ever have a so-called family dinner when you went to Kassel College?
Oh, yes, there is. They had lunch at the restaurant of the Regent Hotel. Lin Nian was a treat. It couldn’t be said that Lin Nian was a treat. Generally speaking, it was a treat from the college. As the examiner who guided Mingfei to enroll, Lin Nian was there.
All the expenses at the Regent Hotel were paid for by the school. Unfortunately, I was still young at the time and was so moved that Lin Nian ordered a three-layer cake for himself as a celebration for the entrance banquet.
Speaking of cakes, why do I always feel like I forgot something?
Walking to the zebra crossing, Lu Mingfei stood in the sunshine and stared blankly at the sparkling lights on the high-rise curtain walls. The traffic light read the seconds in the distance, the red light jumped to green, and pedestrians took steps in a hurry and stopped behind the white line.
The figure on the car was blocked by the shadow of the sun visor, and only the half of his body illuminated by the sun could be seen. The windshield reflected Lu Mingfei, who was still in a daze on the roadside.
Someone honked the horn, and Lu Mingfei was brought back from his thoughts. He glanced at the green light, which had only a few seconds left, and trotted onto the zebra crossing with his head lowered. It was at this moment that Jay Chou's "Flower" suddenly sounded in his pocket.
"Hai", he took out his mobile phone and glanced at the screen and found that it was a call from his aunt. He picked it up hurriedly even while crossing the road.
"Mingfei, have you arrived at the vegetable market? If not, buy me two radishes to make soup! Also, you ran too fast and forgot to tell you that the toilet seat at home was cracked by your uncle.
When you go to the furniture store to buy a new one, remember not to be cheap and buy a higher-end beech wood one. Last time I read in my circle of friends that if you buy a toilet seat twice, your buttocks may become allergic and cause rashes!"
"Ah ah? Oh oh oh." Lu Mingfei agreed.
"Also, I have something to do when I go out in the afternoon. You can take care of lunch by yourself! If you go out without the key, you will know where the spare one is. Remember to put it back after you use it! Oh, and also, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, just buy it back.
I cut the radishes by the way, remember to put them in a ventilated place in the kitchen, otherwise they will get sour at night!"
"Okay, okay." Lu Mingfei felt that he had opened the memo and entered it one by one. When he brought lunch to Fingel, the names of the dishes he ordered were not so difficult to remember.
"By the way, and also, I bought the toilet seat and installed it by the way. I pay so much property fees every month for people looking for real estate. They have to do something to get money. Just pay attention to their work at home and don't mess with it.
If you were sitting in the house playing games all day long, you wouldn’t even know that your house would be emptied out!”
While his aunt was still nagging, Lu Mingfei had already crossed the street and was told to keep his head down the whole time. At Kassel College, he had never been so humble when the dean of the department and professors nabbed him repeatedly about his test scores.
From a certain perspective, middle-aged women are as powerful as How to Train Your Dragon.
The phone was hung up, and the world of cicadas seemed much cleaner. Lu Mingfei held the phone in his right hand and stood still and took a long breath. He was not brewing the anger of being ordered around like a donkey, but trying hard to calm down in his head.
Aunt’s arrangement is to make a task list.
He first had to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, then go to the furniture store to buy a toilet seat, then find a place to treat his five internal organs, then rush home to cut radishes to make soup in the evening, and then he had to call the real estate agent to wait.
Repair the toilet, oh, oh, by the way, you have to bring a bottle of mineral water to the maintenance man who repairs the electric switch when you go back. If the electric meter is repaired in advance, he has to remember to do the 'daily' routine of the college.
What a busy day for 'S' class. Lu Mingfei shook his head and felt a little overwhelmed. If it was Lin Nian, what should the other party be doing now? Where is Chu Zihang? These two people live in the same city as him.
, on such a hot noon, are they also running around for Cantonese sausage and white radish under the sun like me?
Stop talking.
Lu Mingfei was about to put his cell phone in his pocket when his cell phone suddenly sounded a rapid alarm. A child passing by on the street holding ice cream and a hydrogen balloon was so frightened that he sat on his butt on the ground, with the ice cream splashing on his face.
Then he cried loudly, and the hydrogen balloon flew upwards as soon as it was released.
In the angry gaze of the children's parents, Lu Mingfei poked at the screen as if he wanted to eat the phone, interrupting the alarm sound. He complained a lot and then lowered his head and ran forward. After turning a corner, he entered a shady alley.
He looked at the increasing brightness of the phone screen in the shadows as if he had seen a ghost.
The alarm sound is not because the mobile phone is overheated and will explode automatically. After all, Lu Mingfei never uses Equipment Department products. Even if those guys even promote "Equipment Department daily technology products" in the college in order to increase research funds, few students will be fooled into buying them.
Nine out of ten electronic devices are equipped with self-destruction function. After all, not everyone can replicate the case of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences to make extra money by making snacks.
Lu Mingfei turned off the short alarm on his mobile phone and showed on the lock screen that he had an unread text message. Yes, the alarm sound just now was the incoming message reminder of this text message. It was not that Lu Mingfei liked to make the incoming message notification sound on his mobile phone.
It's like a bomb warning, but the message with only one number in his cell phone is so horrifying.
"Myngfei.Lu, you have unread text message 1—Norma"
A text message from the college on the other side of the ocean. After being away for most of the summer vacation, Lu Mingfei almost thought that when he returned to his once wasted days, the organization finally remembered him.
Lu Mingfei opened the lock screen and clicked on the text message, reading it quickly with a rather complicated expression and mood. As expected, the content of the text message was as horrifying as his email alert.
"Mysterious ngfei. Dew:
The Executive Department has assigned you a temporary task. You need to rush to the South Railway Station before one o'clock this afternoon, hand over an important document to Executive Department Specialist B007, and take it back to the college headquarters. Your return ticket is booked at
Early morning of July 18, 2010.
This task is a temporary emergency task. You are assigned as a specialist to assist. Please contact the task specialist '日hard' within half an hour after receiving the text message to learn the task details. The logistics department will locate you based on your real-time address and arrive at you within 60 minutes.
Please be prepared at any time for mission introduction and preparation.
Office of the Minister of Implementation.
PS. According to the admission information, you were born on July 17, 1992, and you turn 19 today. On this important day, on behalf of President Hilbert Jean Angers and all the professors on the Academic Affairs Committee, I wish you a happy birthday.
Thank you for attending Kassel College and sharing the wonderful time with us. It is an honor to grow together.
In addition, according to school regulations, students with birthdays can receive a customized birthday cake for free in the college cafeteria. However, you are currently on summer vacation in China, so the free birthday cake service will be extended to the beginning of the summer semester on July 20. I
We have booked a ticket for you to return to the headquarters. Please be ready to leave at any time after the mission of the execution department is completed.
Sincerely, Norma."
"Birthday? Mission" Lu Mingfei was stunned. During the time he returned to China, he worked as a cow and horse for his aunt during the day, which was like a black slave. The rest of his free time was spent in the interstellar red police, and his days were wasted in the summer sunshine flowing on the ceiling.
How can I remember birthdays on the keyboard that is like cicadas chirping incessantly?
As for the urgent tasks of the Executive Department, apart from the 'Bronze Project', this is probably the first time he has received a task from the Executive Department, right? But why did the time point happen to be during the summer vacation? Even a group of black windbreakers picked him up in class.
It's quite sad that he wasn't given any opportunity to be handsome.
Lu Mingfei was a little confused, confused by this text message with a huge amount of information, so in a day when he and Lu were already very busy, two major events suddenly dropped from the sky? The first one was caused by
The American school came to remind him that today was his birthday. Although he couldn't eat the free cake from the school, he could postpone it until he returned to school. The second thing was that the executive department finally remembered that he had been basking in the sun for most of the summer vacation in this corner.
His genuine 'S' class, are you going to start reusing him?
But since it is a reuse, why was he assigned to the position of 'Specialist Assistance'? I remember the group of seniors in the Night Watch Forum who complained about the Executive Department said that the position of 'Specialist Assistance' is usually given to task specialists.
A handyman, right?
During the mission, when the commissioner is looking through the files and gets thirsty, you have to go to Starbucks to buy coffee; when the commissioner is interrogating the prisoner, you hand him a soldering iron and a poker; when the commissioner tortures the prisoner and his shoulders are sore, you have to squeeze the commissioner's shoulders and beat his legs to wipe away the sweat; at night
If the commissioner feels cold in bed, you don’t have to go. At most, you can buy a hot water bottle for the commissioner. The executive department has not yet reached this level of bureaucratic corruption.
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All in all, the position of 'Specialist Assistance' is basically the same as a handyman in the eyes of the students. Even if you put on the black trench coat of the executive department, your face would look as cold as in "Men in Black" starring Will Smith. Likewise, this doesn't change the fact that you are just a handyman. If you wear a black windbreaker from the executive department and put on a stern face when you go to Starbucks to buy coffee, does that make you superior to others? Maybe the security guard at the gate of Starbucks will consider whether to let you go after seeing your behavior. Go in.
But who is this "hard"? Richard? It sounds strangely familiar.
Lu Mingfei swiped his phone and looked at it again, and finally figured it out. This text message was basically to remind him that it was Lo Ser whose birthday he couldn't even remember, and to tell Lo Ser that the organization had temporarily remembered you, the foot wiper. , hurry up and use your remaining warmth to become a handyman running errands for others!
Lu Mingfei really didn't care about birthdays. At most, he was a little excited to hear that the free cake could be postponed, but he didn't feel anything else. Even he couldn't remember his own birthday. Who else in the world really cared about his birthday? How many? Parents who are archaeologically far away in the jungle? They can't explore the dragon tomb while discussing how to randomly pick something in the tomb as a birthday gift, right?
Quite nonsense.
The sunshine outside the alley shone at Lu Mingfei's feet, and the water channel reflected the line of blue sky extending along the alley in the distance. He leaned in the dark alley that was too noisy to squeeze in, lowered his head and read the text message silently three times. Remember each time node and the name of the specialist, and then delete the text message.
Today's schedule may have to be rearranged. Unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei is really a busy man. He runs errands for his aunt and does miscellaneous tasks for the execution department. Although it feels like he is doing the same thing, it's just different at home. On the bright side, at least I didn't spend my birthday sitting in a power outage at home, lying like a dead pig all day waiting for it to stink, which is already a great success!
There are people who need him, Lu Mingfei, and there are people who are waiting for him, Lu Mingfei, to give feedback. Isn't this the greatest achievement on this birthday?
"Ding."
After deleting the text message, Lu Mingfei received another text message on his phone. This time the reminder sound was normal and there was no buzzing alarm.
"Happy birthday, Chu Zihang." It was as clean and neat as the Japanese sword that the sender carried with him.
"" Lu Mingfei was stunned.
Chu Zihang, the president of the Lion Heart Club, sent Lu Mingfei a birthday text message on an ordinary summer morning. It was just like the emperor personally congratulating a minister on his birthday. He felt flattered, but it was not surprising. After all, Lu Mingfei was a good person. He is also a member of the Lion Heart Club. It is not surprising that the president, who is fond of his name, remembers the birthdays of every member. After all, there is something called the emperor's mind in this world. He sees that President Chu is usually quite emperor, showing off his domineering attitude. All I have to do is get the lion from the Lion Heart Society tattooed on my clothes.
"Ding"
Another text message came shortly after.
"Happy birthday. Don't be late for the execution of the department's tasks. If you have time in the evening, we can have dinner together."
Lu Mingfei looked at the contact person, Lin Nian, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and his heart swayed with the water in the ditch. It turned out that someone really remembered his birthday? Sure enough, a bad friend is a bad friend, can you forget your wife?
On your wedding anniversary, your wife may forget your birthday, but your bad friends will definitely remember every reason to have breakfast, lunch and dinner with you. The friendship between bad friends is as strong as diamond!
But why did he know that he had received the task of the execution department? Does he know the commissioner named "Hard"? Or is the real 'S' more informed than him? Lu Mingfei can't quite figure it out, and
He noticed that Lin Nian's text message and Chu Zihang's text message were sent at the same time, with an error of no more than three seconds at most. Is this a coincidence or some shady secret relationship?
He thought with malice and ridicule.
"Ding"
Two more text messages came in one after another.
"Happy birthday. Lu Mingfei, let's have dinner together if we have time. I'll cook." The note from the person who wrote the letter, Lu Mingfei, was Lin Xian. Of course, Lin Nian remembered Lu Mingfei's birthday, and Lin Xian must have remembered it too.
Lin Xian is cooking tonight? Lu Mingfei began to seriously consider whether to skip the family dinner tonight. For what reason? Frankly speaking, it was his birthday and he wanted to get together with friends. It should be understood, right?
He went to check the next text message.
"Happy birthday. The place for the dinner should be at my house. You know the address." Su Xiaoqiang, Lin Nian and Lin Xian all remembered that the little goddess would definitely get involved, and they were as neat as a family.
But if the three of you are together, can't you just send the entire message in one text message? What a waste of text message fees! Lu Mingfei burst into laughter, feeling much relieved because of the sultry weather and the depressing mood of running errands.
"Ding."
The phone rang again.
Lu Mingfei quickly looked down, thinking it was another birthday message.
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"Lu Mingfei, is this your mobile phone number? I am Chen Wenwen. I heard that you are back. Today at 11:30 noon, the literary club will have a dinner at Sophie Ladd's Pizza. If I receive a text message and have time, I will
Get up."
Lu Mingfei accidentally kicked a stone at his feet. The stone rolled over and fell into the canal, smashing the line of blue sky. Like a meteorite falling into the Pacific Ocean, the water ripples continued along the depths of the canal.
The blue sky ripples away.
His face reflected on the phone screen was a little dazed.
The world seemed to suddenly fall into a high pitch, the sound of cars passing by outside the alley, the sound of children rejoicing after getting new ice cream, the sound of lost red hydrogen balloons rising in the wind, and the sound of Twisted nerve whistles placed somewhere.
Everything is squeezed into a string, and is sprinkled side by side by the sun in this hot summer.
This sudden text message made Lu Mingfei a little confused. He took his mobile phone and looked outside the alley, full of scorching sunshine.
The exchange of letters after a year was like a hydrogen balloon that I thought would float far away in the sky and never be seen again. When I looked up by chance, it suddenly became entangled in a high branch. It turned out that it had never flown very far.
Just hanging there with the dazzling sunlight shining on it.