On a June morning, before I even opened my eyes, I heard the cicadas chirping outside the window, and the brilliant and almost scorching sunlight shone in through the skylight and sprinkled on the empty basketball court.

The basketball jumps in bright spots of light with a soothing "thump" sound.

Chu Zihang stood in the center of the basketball court, panting heavily, the sweat of the bean slid down his forehead and hit the ground, but he didn't have the energy to wipe it, he could only support his knees with both hands, and the whole person looked tired, like an NBA player who played the whole court and did 300 push-ups.

If anyone who knew Chu Zihang was here, he would definitely be shocked and stunned when he thought about it.

Most of the people in Kassel know that the famous president of the Lionheart Club has a debatable taste for sports, and in this half-breed academy, few people like a project that can be won by sheer strength, except for the carnal fanatics of the school's engineering and athletic departments.

People prefer intellectual competitions such as chess, or alpine skiing and downhill sports that test agility and courage, and even if they are poor, they will play two-handed extreme sports to relax their body and mind.

For example, Caesar, the president of the student council, naturally likes the classic sailing of the Kassel Academy, which is noble and freehand, splashing cold water on his bare chest, and sailing alone across the great lakes and oceans.

Playing basketball? Where are you a high school student?

Of course, Chu Zihang never cared about them, and he wasn't an interesting person anyway.

But even the people of Kassel Academy have never seen such a tired Chu Zihang.

The Chu Zihang they saw was always indifferent and upright, just like the village rain in his hand, exuding a cold light anytime and anywhere.

Some people commented that even if they saw the bomb explode, they would not change their face, and some people scoffed at this evaluation and wanted to see the bomb explode? This guy will not change his face when he holds the bomb and explodes!

But Chu Zihang, whose face has not changed now, is like a machine that has been running for thirty hours at full load, and every part of his body is wailing fragily.

The air flowed in the sunlight, and he stood there and bent over, as if he had carried a thousand burdens and trekked through thousands of mountains and rivers, so it was difficult to move a single step.

"Come on, senior brother." In the audience not far away, Lu Mingfei was holding a watermelon and leaning against Zero, with messy hair like chicken feathers, and waved lazily to Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang was a little angry for a while, sometimes the annoying thing is not that the sweat is raining in the hot summer, but that when you are sweating like rain, there is a guy next to you eating watermelon and blowing the air conditioner, and there is a well-behaved and lovely beautiful girl sitting next to him, the most annoying thing is that this guy has a chicken feather on his head, and he brushes his presence in front of you at every turn.

It's like catching up on homework before the end of the holidays. It's acceptable if it's just you working alone, I'm afraid that there is a guy sitting next to you, wearing headphones and humming songs, playing with a switch in his hand, chewing potato chips in his mouth, and coming over to take a look from time to time. "Oh, friend, you're doing this question wrong again!"

"Okay." Chu Zihang's tone was still light. He's a rule-abiding man.

In the past, the mathematics representative of their class once came to him shyly with the test papers that had not yet been corrected, and said, Chu Zihang, I think you seem to have a big math problem and made a mistake, do you want to change it together? If you change it, you'll get a perfect score.

Chu Zihang nodded coldly, saying that if you make a mistake, you should make a mistake, and it is better not to change the test paper handed in.

After the news of this incident came out, the whole grade was speechless.

The girls bit their handkerchiefs and said that Chu Hall is Chu Palace, and they refused to be so quiet and polite.

The boys also bit their handkerchiefs and said that my math paper was also wrong, and the math representative could you come and see me too?

No one thinks that Chu Zihang is really unwilling to revise the test papers, everyone thinks that Chu Zihang is an iceberg in Shilan Middle School, a giant wheel of love?

Hmph, even if you are a Titanic, it will disappear!

In fact, Chu Zihang is quite innocent, in fact, to this day, he still doesn't know why this representative of the mathematics department came to him in the first place.

The examination paper handed in cannot be modified, he just abides by the rules of the examination room and the "Code of Conduct for Secondary School Students of Shilan Middle School".

And one of the rules on the basketball court is to listen to what the coach says.

He looked at the basketball not far away, and the round basketball was lying there obediently, motionless, with the Nike logo flying on it.

He gasped, ironed his breath, and took a step.

This step is like sweat raining down again. Chu Zihang's breathing became chaotic, his muscles were tense, and the green tendons on his neck were blooming.

His calves shook involuntarily the second he hit the ground, and his whole body staggered, almost falling to his knees.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth in hatred and shook his body.

His figure was a little embarrassed, like a tree about to be crushed by snow.

But his eyes became clearer and brighter, like jade that had finally bloomed after years of carving.

"I couldn't find you when I got up early in the morning, so you were hiding here with your little girlfriend?" A tall figure sat beside Lu Mingfei, with a terrible hairstyle that was the same as Lu Mingfei.

He turned his head to see the watermelon, and smiled, like a monkey who had stolen the bud valley, "You still have watermelons here?" ”

He picked one up and took a bite, and couldn't help but squint his eyes: "This cold taste!" It's just the right amount of flavor! And this overhead air conditioner! It's summer! ”

"Senior brother, you are too corrupt, you are cutting yourself off from the people! Brother, I'm so disappointed! He was heartbroken, "What disappointed me the most is that you are corrupt and don't bring me!" ”

"Senior brother," Lu Mingfei sighed, "You are really a very dramatic character." ”

"That's it!" Fingal raised his eyebrows and was smug, "I'm a man who is very good at adding drama to himself!" ”

He was holding the watermelon and looking around, and was suddenly stunned: "Why is Chu Zihang here?" And this slow-motion teaching look. He turned his head to look at Lu Mingfei, his face full of doubts, "Is this playing basketball or recording a teaching video?" There are so many scenes in picking up a basketball, so it seems that Chu Zihang's drama skills are not inferior to me! ”

"Why don't you try to pick up basketballs, senior brother?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I'm not going." Fingal shrunk his neck, "As an artist with both virtue and art, I won't steal the scene with my junior brother!" ”

Wool! Lu Mingfei scoffed. Virtue and art? Except when he was holding the computer to learn the posture, how could Fingal, the defeated dog, be involved with this idiom? This guy clearly realized that something was wrong and then decisively chose to coax it, which can also put gold on his face?

"If you don't pick it up, forget it," Lu Mingfei didn't care, "Senior brother, aren't you curious about what we're doing?" How about three late-night snacks? ”

"Two meals at most." Fingal held out two fingers.

"Two meals are fine, but I'll order my own food." Lu Ming is not a bargain.

"Deal." Fingal nodded.

"That'll do." Lu Mingfei moved his body and changed to a more comfortable posture and leaned against Zero, "We are training." ”

"Training?" This inexplicable word made Fingal a little stunned, "Why do you train to use basketball?" Do you want to organize a friendly basketball game for the Dragon King? Is there any school-level, county-level and city-level city level that will finally hold the national competition? Make it clear that we are here at Kassel Academy, not Xiangbei High School! The indifferent guy on the sidelines is called Chu Zihang, not Liuchuan Feng! ”

"After this semester, senior brother, your complaining skills are very good." Lu Mingfei sighed, "If the college graduation exam was Tucao Senior Brother, you must have graduated a long time ago, right?" ”

"Follow the junior brother, can you mess with me and complain about my skills?" Fingal's face was full of vicissitudes like an old man, as if he would take a cigarette out of his pocket and light it at any moment, "Do you calculate how many things you've done this year?" Let's not talk about trivial things like flirting with the student union, you know what the finals of the House Star were ruined by you? He slapped his thigh, "Caesar's women's clothes are so beautiful!" ”

"No way, I don't want to do that." Lu Mingfei said quietly. "Chu Zihang and Caesar both want to borrow laziness and gluttony from me, I have already destroyed the King of Bronze and Fire, and I should give them some performance. Besides, everyone's eyes are bright, and in the end, aren't their qualifications invalid? ”

"That's why you asked them to wear women's clothes for the House Star. Brother, there really is yours. Caesar got almost everyone in the Lionheart Society, and Chu Zihang also got almost everyone in the Student Council. Fingal complained, "You know how many years of dreams have been shattered after the identities of Chu Zihang and Caesar were exposed, most people can't accept this fact, and they don't believe in beautiful girls anymore, even when I knew the truth, the goddess in my heart was broken, and it took ten Australian dragons to make up for it!" ”

"But then again, it's a miracle that you're alive until now." Fingal winked his eyebrows.

"Just get used to it." Lu Mingfei said lightly, "I believe in the adaptability of half-breeds. ”

Fingal just wanted to cover his face.

In the past, mixed-race races all admired bloodline, and as long as the bloodline was noble, then they would inevitably become leaders among mixed-race races, just like Caesar and Chu Zihang at the beginning.

It stands to reason that the S-level Lu Mingfei is no exception, not to mention that he also has the fierce exploits of slaughtering two dragon kings.

But this year, no club dared to get close to Lu Mingfei, let alone invite.

Because everyone understands that the most noble guy in this academy is a psychopath.

Extra-large, extended version, eight stars and eight diamonds, the world's first neurosis.

I still remember one time in class, the professor asked a question during the lecture, that is, if it was discovered by ordinary people in a building during a mission, what measures should be taken at this time.

At that time, everyone started brainstorming and thought of a lot of quick and effective measures, such as using the amnesia stick produced by the equipment department, the consequence was that it might brainwash people into idiots; Or ask a few experts to fool the past with the reason of large hallucinations, such as the Fatima incident in 1917; Or after an emergency evacuation, brainwash the people who see it.

But Lu Mingfei shrugged his shoulders and stood up, and happily made a suggestion.

"Seen? Wouldn't it be okay to blow up that building and declare it a terrorist attack afterwards? ”

He looked indifferent, "So that the media will pay attention to terrorist attacks, isn't this kind of thing very simple to fool over?" ”

"But there will be casualties if you blow up the building, right?" Questions were raised.

"Isn't it just right to kill the mouth when there are casualties?" Lu Mingfei was very calm.

"Mingfei's idea is more strange." The professor wiped the cold sweat from his sideburns, "How did you come up with this?" ”

"Of course it's 911!" Lu Mingfei slapped his face, "After discovering the secret of the half-blood, he directly disguised himself as a terrorist attack, and drove the plane to the top of the building, what an instant decision!" ”

"It wasn't planned by us, it was a terrorist attack." The cold sweat on the professor's head was even more.

Since then, everyone has gradually figured out Lu Mingfei's temperament.

I don't know why, this guy is more accustomed to straight-line thinking when dealing with problems, of course, he himself said that he is too lazy to use his brain.

There are witnesses? Death can keep their mouths shut.

Do you have a website to post relevant information? Cut off their power supply and set fire to their servers by the way.

Someone needs to scrub the floor? Wash your ass! Wouldn't it be OK to directly bombard people or organizations that dare to investigate into slag?

"Are you sure this kid is from China and not the Middle East?" More than one professor once sighed in private, "I feel that his compatibility with the equipment department is simply off the charts!" ”

In the face of such rumors, the head of the armament department also came forward to make a statement.

"I think you've misunderstood," the person in charge said righteously, "the armament department just prefers to make more powerful weapons, we're not murderers!" Oh, you say everyone is perverted, why bother to divide it so finely? Of course, score a little finer! Perverts also have the dignity of perverts! Perverted dead house and perverted murderer are not the same! ”

"What's the difference?" A reporter asked.

"Stylish!" The person in charge gave a disdainful look at such a simple question, "You may worship a perverted murderer, but you may worship a perverted dead house?" ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity that most of the people in the equipment department don't even dare to kill chickens themselves!" The person in charge smacked his lips, "Otherwise, we might really invite Ming Fei to join the Equipment Department!" ”

The terrible press conference came to an end, but the impact was profound.

The people in the academy have since understood two things, first, the people in the equipment department are indeed crazy; Second, Lu Mingfei is a super crazy person who even these crazy people are afraid of!

It is said that after watching the press conference, Chelan, the leader of the New Life Association, returned to his dormitory and burned incense and prayed for three days, still reciting words in his mouth.

According to his roommate, the guy's lines were very simple, to the effect that it was like this. "Please forgive my ignorance, great god Shiva, I thought you were honing my will by letting Lu Mingfei refuse my invitation, but I didn't expect you to save my life!"

In addition, the two presidents of the school spoke out at the same time, and going against Lu Mingfei is tantamount to going against them.

Since then, basically no one dared to take the initiative to approach Lu Mingfei.

Sometimes they will see Lu Mingfei leaning against a big tree alone, looking up at the green leaves and blue sky overhead, his eyes are vast, like the starry sky hidden in the universe; Sometimes they will see Lu Mingfei appearing on the snack street in the town below the mountain, sitting with Zero eating ice cream, both of them with smiles on their faces, as if the situation is just right at this moment; Sometimes he can be seen lying on the desk in the classroom with his hair messy and falling asleep, and he quietly helps him take notes.

But no matter how ordinary, beautiful, and desirable Lu Mingfei behaves, everyone will always remember his rumors at a critical moment, and then the demons will disperse.

But if someone sees Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang getting together now, they will be scared out of their minds. If Caesar can still be a lot more reassuring here, but a killing embryo and a madman, this is simply God conducting a nuclear reactor experiment, and it is uncontrollable, extremely powerful!