Yi Bo Yuntian

Author: Three Fresh Wontons with Meat

Yi Bo Yuntian

"Come on, monitor!!"

"Fujimaru!!——"

It was like a high-speed train whizzing past my ears. I was lying on the top floor of a thirty-two-story community with a civil aviation aircraft flying overhead and about to land. My heart was vibrating under the violent shock.

Like most people, Lu Mingfei had never been to a concert in his life, so the first time he felt the so-called mountain tsunami was during the basketball game that afternoon.

The orange-haired girl changes direction quickly and accurately, like a scalpel falling at the same time. The moment she holds the ball, she scores a goal, and no one can stop her.

Of course people would cheer for this, even Lu Mingfei was no exception, holding his face and roaring at the top of his lungs.

He said that he is an honest person, and such a handsome squad leader would not be able to say sorry for having been to this stadium.

However, when he shouted back, he could feel the jealous eyes of the people around him that had not yet dissipated. They were probably still angry that Lu Mingfei was able to interact with Fujimaru Ritsuka just now.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it's nothing, it's just a matter of picking up the ball.

If it was Zhao Menghua who picked up the ball just now, then everyone is probably laughing around him now, joking that Mr. Zhao had some credit for the goal. If someone else got it, it shouldn't be a big problem. Who is there?

We all have a few friends in school, and the small group doesn’t want to quarrel with each other.

The only pity is that this ball was obtained by Lu Mingfei, a guy who lives alone. Although he does not resist communicating with everyone, everyone resists being close to him.

His grades are poor, his face doesn’t show any skills but is not amazing, and he doesn’t even have the same interests, hobbies or even family class.

He is like an anomaly. Everyone can make fun of him and cheer him up when he says a few bad words, but for some reason no one wants to get to know him better.

Cold violence cannot be counted, and school bullying is even more difficult to mention. It can only be said that it is not very familiar.

And it is this kind of "unfamiliar" object that can easily slip into a worse position after an unintentional mistake.

"Lu Mingfei, the water we brought here is not enough. Go buy some."

During the game, two people came from the back row to the front and talked to Lu Mingfei.

Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao are twin brothers in the class. The two brothers are equally chubby. They stand like two basketballs side by side. The basketball rolled down in the auditorium and bounced close to Lu Mingfei.

Why me?

Lu Mingfei originally wanted to ask this, but before he could say it, his head had already turned around.

Nonsense, such a beautiful game, who wants to leave the field to buy water at this time?

The reason why he is called Lu Mingfei is, of course, because Lu Mingfei is an independent unit in the class. He is like a lost puppy in StarCraft and does not stand out wherever he goes.

Moreover, he was more or less trying to balance his psychology. After all, he had just enjoyed the squad leader's passing opportunity.

Anyway, Lu Mingfei usually runs errands, so it doesn’t matter if he does it again, right?

Of course, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao would definitely not say this.

"Hey, don't get me wrong." The two of them approached Lu Mingfei waving their hands, put their hands on his shoulders, and patted him, as if they were long-lost brothers, and said sincerely.

"I'm just calling you because of last time, have you forgotten? The last time you went to the Internet cafe, you asked Boss Zhao to treat you, but Boss Zhao didn't say anything."

"I just asked you to run errands and earned some errand fees, giving you a chance to make some money."

They are simply self-destructing infantry.

Now Lu Mingfei had figured out everything he couldn't understand. He glanced at Zhao Menghua in a non-cryptic manner, and the handsome boy looked at him quietly without feeling any guilt.

But Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao definitely couldn't bear it, so they quickly explained.

"Don't worry, there will be errand fees this time, you--"

"What are you!"

The person who spoke was not Lu Mingfei, but Su Xiaoqiang. The proud little goddess had been sitting in the back row of Lu Mingfei. From what she saw just now, she naturally understood what was going on.

The pretty girl held her hands and frowned, with a queen-like pressure between her brows, and her aggressive aura made the two brothers breathless.

"Zhao Menghua wants to drink water but he won't buy it himself. He has no hands or legs!"

"But Lu Ming is not the same as before."

"Don't you want to go now?!"

"No. This." Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao looked at each other, a little speechless, because although the little Tiannu seemed to be an independent unit, it was different from the puppy Lu Mingfei. Gaolu was a battleship, and she could still run away if she couldn't be beaten.

Not winning.

Facing the oppression of the superior race, the two brothers were speechless. Upon seeing this, Zhao Menghua also took the initiative to come over.

"Su Xiaoqiang, please don't make a fuss." Zhao Menghua explained with a frown. "I just said this. Lu Mingfei was willing to run errands before, and he was not a bully. The tip I gave was more than the money I spent to buy water——"

"How much?" Su Xiaoqiang squinted.

"I'll give you three times, you go and buy it."

The little goddess killed the game with one sentence.

Zhao Menghua didn't look good now. He was a little boy who didn't have many bad intentions but didn't have much trouble with the city. Who could bear this kind of words?

Just when he finally endured it and planned to withdraw his troops——

"I'll go."

Lu Mingfei suddenly interrupted the topic, but as soon as he spoke, he stabbed Su Xiaoqiang in the back.

The boy licked his face and smiled, but his shoulders were still slumped. He didn't look vulgar, but he looked very naive and uncomfortable.

To use a popular saying at the time, he was a loser.

"you!--"

The girl who vented Lu Mingfei's anger suddenly glared and was about to say something.

"Miss Su, do you have anything to buy? I brought it here by the way. Boss Zhao didn't lie to you. This travel expense is really generous. It will definitely be enough for me to treat you several times more." Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands and glanced at Su Xiaoqiang.

Take another look at Zhao Menghua.

"." Only then did Su Xiaoqiang realize that Lu Mingfei's move seemed to be a loss of face, but in fact it was a hint to Zhao Menghua to give more. In this way, Su Xiaoqiang choked Zhao Menghua. Although Zhao Menghua lost some money, he also lost some money.

Not too shameful.

This is used to give the other party a step down, so that neither party's face looks too ugly.

Does this guy still have the emotional intelligence?

Zhao Menghua felt strange when he saw it, but he didn't say anything. He just handed Lu Mingfei more tip money than usual, and Lu Mingfei also cooperated and bowed as if he was an imperial envoy who was ordered to do so.

Enough work done.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, the boy finally ran out of the stadium.

Su Xiaoqiang was angry that he didn't fight, and complained in his heart that Lu Mingfei was cowardly. He was not afraid of Zhao Menghua, nor was he afraid of being gossiped or isolated by the class, so the bad guy really didn't dare to be frightened.

But what the girl didn't know was that not everything Lu Mingfei did was just for her.

——[Lu Mingfei, the water we brought here is not enough. Go buy some.]

——[Unfortunately, I have been booked for the evening by several netizens. You can go. Oh, by the way, I am going to carry water. Who can help me? 】

The monitor and sports committee member are responsible for the class's water use. It doesn't matter who the sports committee member is for Class 11, but the class monitor is Fujimaru Ritsuka. If there is no water to drink, in a sense, it may have something to do with the girl's work.

Although no one would care about this, not even Fujimaru Ritsuka would think of it, Lu Mingfei just wanted to help.

The boy's worn-out sneakers made contact with the ground as he ran against the wind.

——When you are asked who the person you respect the most is, how do you answer?

Like a chapter in a story, maple leaves fell from the gaps between the branches of the trees and sprinkled on the cracks of the bluestone road. When the pull-back shoes were lightly stepped on, the leaves made a crunching sound, mixed in with the friction between the stones and the shoe uppers, as if

A man took steps forward and ran towards the clouds in the distance.

——Most people should be able to answer some celebrities.

——Natsume Soseki, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Hidetoshi Nakata, Katsushika Hokusai, Hayao Miyazaki.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at the rolled-up clouds, his heart filled with poetry.

The boy's answer.

Maybe there are some differences.

*

"Boss Zhao, convenience store"

"It's okay. At worst, all the money can be given to Lu Mingfei. He won't lose anything."

After Lu Mingfei left, there was no impact on the first class of senior high school. Zhao Menghua only had a casual chat with a few boys around him.

This is not a Korean TV drama scene. There are not many born villains. Although teenagers of this age will always be born with unprovoked malice, they are just to torment others and will not kill them.

So when Lu Mingfei planned to go to the convenience store or not, Zhao Menghua actually didn't hold a grudge against him.

They were not in the same world to begin with.

After excusing himself in this way, Zhao Menghua looked at the heroic squad leader in the distance and thought to himself——

This is the world you live in.

I recommend a cwm novel, a children's fanfic that I recommend, "They All Recommend Me", which is still a rare fanfiction that I recommend.

To be honest, I always thought that people would soon come to this thing because of its popularity. At that time, I was afraid that the market would be filled with a large number of typical "Chinese-style killing, decisive, bulldozer, and stinky" male protagonists, but I was surprised.

What’s so cool is that the first book had nothing to do with the qualities I mentioned.

It currently has more than 30,000 words, and the author seems to be a fastidious person, suki.
Chapter completed!