Chapter 365: Classmates and teenagers are not seen
There is a legend in Yanjing University that Yanjing University actually has a non-existent college, which is full of geniuses collected by the country. They are the hope of China's future, possessing abilities and wisdom beyond ordinary people.
This kind of rumor sounds like a ridiculous joke in Yanda, where talented people are everywhere. Everyone in this first-class university is a proud son of heaven. Zhao Menghua, who is the top scorer in the college entrance examination, is at the bottom of the discrimination chain.
I couldn't hold my head up in front of the students who were passing through the Olympiad.
But Zhao Menghua had the good fortune to meet someone who came out of the legendary academy. The young man, not much older than him, had a work badge similar to Lu Mingfei's. His palms were rough and he had an aura about him that made Zhao Menghua who was being spoken to become transformed.
Became a weak chicken.
It was a quiet night. Zhao Menghua, who had gone to the bar to have fun, walked back to school in the evening breeze. The bar was not far from the school. Zhao Menghua had not finished taking the driver's license test, so he could only rely on his two legs to walk in the autumn breeze.
Walking towards school.
At some point, the surrounding bustling streets of Beiping became silent, and then... those golden vertical pupils appeared.
Zhao Menghua frowned. He found that he could no longer remember what happened that day. He only remembered the work badge and the tree-shaped logo on the man's body. However, when he looked at Lu Mingfei's work badge of the same style, he still felt a strange feeling.
Palpitations.
"Boy, stay away and don't come close!"
That deep voice appeared in Zhao Menghua's mind like thunder. These were the only words he could recall. With the recollection, Zhao Menghua's body involuntarily moved backwards in reality.
From the perspective of everyone in the box, Zhao Menghua and Lu Mingfei were looking at each other, and their eyes seemed to be filled with sparks. At this moment, Zhao Menghua suddenly looked away, frowning, and a few drops of cold sweat flowed from his forehead.
But Lu Mingfei still looked unfazed, his posture was elegant and proper, like a gentleman enjoying a drama, and the smile on his face seemed to be the biggest mockery of Zhao Menghua.
Even the least discerning member knew that in this collision, Lu Mingfei won. The victory was inexplicable, but it was reasonable.
After all, as a student of Yan University, Zhao Menghua came in to talk not about school life or academic knowledge, but to show off his luxury cars and watches in front of everyone. Such behavior was indeed a bit priceless, but Lu Mingfei's calm look was very different.
This group of young people still have some youthful appetites.
Zhao Menghua glared at Lu Mingfei with lingering fear, turned around, walked back to his seat, and said to the people in the private room: "I've paid for today's meal, everyone can order whatever you want."
Suddenly the air in the private room became cheerful. The young college students were rummaging through the menu and ordering their favorite pizzas and pastas. A few of them were shameless and even prepared to try some expensive caviar. Except for Zhao Menghua, everyone was very excited.
happy.
Lu Mingfei sat there, his face calm, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Even though he had seen a lot of things, he still felt a sense of pressure when facing Zhao Menghua. He turned his head and looked at Chen Wenwen next to him.
While typing on her cell phone, Lu Mingfei was still wondering why she wasn't sitting with her boyfriend when she heard a beep from Zhao Menghua's cell phone on another table.
Well, the young couple were flirting through text messages on their mobile phones. Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that Chen Wenwen was a girl who pursued a sense of ritual. This way of sending text messages even though they were separated by a table was probably a sense of ritual.
It is really a way of contact with high entropy. Lu Mingfei remembered the concept that Minister Schneider proposed when he taught them. The lower the effective information in a message, the higher the entropy. For the elites of the execution department,
The lower the entropy of transmitting information, the better, so that you can communicate with your peers more accurately.
Lu Mingfei patted his cheeks and drove those messy things out of his head. The pizza had been brought to him by the waiter. Through the vague heat on the pizza, Lu Mingfei saw Zhao Menghua and Liu Miaomiao chatting, their heads turned.
Close together, they look like a perfect match.
Liu Miaomiao is not a member of the literary club, but due to Zhao Menghua's invitation, the literary club gathering has now become a class reunion of Shilan Middle School. Naturally, Liu Miaomiao, nicknamed "Little Heavenly Girl", cannot be absent. She played with her long hair with her slender fingers.
He seemed to be discussing something with Zhao Menghua.
Through the noisy surroundings, a familiar name came to Lu Mingfei’s ears:
Chu Zihang.
Only then did he suddenly realize that the two were discussing senior brothers. Lu Mingfei scooped up a piece of pizza, held it with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth. Caesar was a very stubborn guy in some aspects, such as eating pizza with his hands.
, otherwise this elegant boss will most likely go crazy.
Of course, giving him Hawaiian pineapple pizza will have the same result.
As a result, Lu Mingfei became accustomed to eating pizza with his hands. The more important reason is that the college's pizza delivery generally does not come with a knife and fork.
Chen Wenwen beside him did not move, still typing on his mobile phone. Zhao Menghua beeped from time to time. Lu Mingfei sighed in his heart that the last text message he received on his mobile phone was the final exam results sent to him by Norma. Fortunately, he
Under Uncle De's coercion, I barely passed the exam, otherwise I would not have had a good summer vacation.
At this moment, as if Lu Mingfei's cell phone knew what he was thinking, it buzzed in his trouser pocket, scaring him into a cold sweat.
As a student in Kassel, most of the time the messages he received were not very good. Even though Lu Mingfei envied Zhao Menghua when someone sent him messages, he also sincerely prayed that he would not get into trouble.
Opening the phone, there was a message from Chu Zihang: "Here, wait."
Compared with the long speech Chen Wenwen typed on her mobile phone, the entropy in Chu Zihang's message was very low, simple to the point of incompleteness. Lu Mingfei put down his mobile phone and roughly stuffed a piece of pizza into his mouth, scaring Xu Yanyan next to him.
Got one.
"Lu Shen, eat slowly," Xu Yanyan poured him a glass of Coke: "What's wrong?"
"I have work matters, I will probably leave later." Lu Mingfei took another piece and said, "Someone is coming to pick me up."
Xu Yanyan didn't know why: "What kind of work is that? You don't have a break at noon."
"Archives, a national unit, I work as an intern there." Lu Mingfei is now very skilled at telling lies: "There is a new computer over there, and it has been damaged. I am asked to repair it."
There were people studying literature around, and there were also many people who were going to work in the future. They all complimented Lu Mingfei when they heard what he said, but then they heard footsteps coming from outside the box, the door was pushed open, and the police badge looked distinct under the light.
Eye-catching outside.
"Senior brother, wait a minute, let's go right away," Lu Mingfei stuffed the last piece of pizza, waved to Chu Zihang, and said to the people around him: "My senior brother, Chu Zihang."
Until Lu Mingfei walked out of the box with a greasy hand, the people around him didn't react. Liu Miaomiao was still staring at the door of the box in a daze, while Chen Wenwen bit her lips, with confusion and unwillingness in her eyes.
But everyone knows that the bad boy he once was is no longer the same.