Chapter 11 The Six Jobs of the Son of Heaven
"Ding Dong~" Lu Zhiyou clicked on the photo in the message box.
In the photo is an envelope. The pitch-black envelope, with several gilded fonts on it, has an extremely obvious sense of concave and convex. The inky envelope contrasts sharply with the dark gold colors on it that shimmer in the light. It makes people feel noble and secret!
How does this envelope look so tall!
Lu Zhiyou's eyes condensed with curiosity, and he suddenly changed from the lazy state just now to a blazing appearance!
The four dazzling fonts on the photo are extremely upright and neatly written-Six Workers of the Son of Heaven.
......
What is this? Lu Zhiyou looked at these four words, and a sense of familiarity and antiquity rose in his heart.
"Have you taken it apart?" Lu Zhiyu quickly typed a few words.
The other side also replied quickly, "No, no, not yet." ”
Lu Zhiyou laughed with interest, "Live broadcast! Live broadcast! Live broadcast open the envelope!"
The prince's white hair came with a laughing and crying expression. "Yes, yes! I'll show you the video!"
After the camera was turned on, he saw the face that had not been seen for months, and the prince smiled stupidly, his eyes a little crooked.
......
Although I felt that Wang Zibai's smile was a little obscene, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. But hearing that familiar and comfortable voice, Lu Zhiyou still felt a little warm in his heart. After coming to the university, because the university is too far away from the province where I am located, there are very few people in my city, even if it is in my own province. The long-lost hometown dialect made his constantly wandering heart slightly stopped.
reminded him of his high school days, frolicking and dragging Mandarin. Now, do you still want to drag it? Hometown dialect, with whom, to speak?
Loneliness is something you are born with, whether you grow up or not, no matter where you are, it is your most loyal companion.
You can't find it, you can't shake it off, because, in fact, from the beginning, you were it.
Wang Zibai on the other end of the screen turned over the envelope, and the envelope was still sealed with fire paint. The crimson fire paint seal has an unknown pattern on it. That pattern looks like the Chinese character "工" is a little bit more.
Wang Zibai took a knife and brushed it, and opened the envelope cleanly with two clicks.
Lu Zhiyou sighed twice, "Yo! you're quite skilled!" Wang Zibai just smiled and didn't say anything.
Picking up the water cup beside him, Lu Zhiyou took two sips, pursed his lips, and stared at the envelope tightly, the pitch-black letter was too unusual!
"Wow~", took out the contents of the contents, only a letter, also pitch black! But the pitch-black letter had a few silver paragraphs, and a few paragraphs of words faintly emitted a faint magical light. It's like a dark universe, with a few bright stars shining on each other.
"Damn! What kind of material is this! It doesn't look like fluorescence!" Lu Zhiyu's eyes widened in surprise, and he seemed to be talking to himself in surprise.
"This paper will definitely sell for a lot of money!"
"yes, but ...... More important should be...... The words on it...... "Wang Zibai was a little speechless.
The six workers of the Son of Heaven, Xuanhuang Guyou. The protégé of the Son of Heaven, heaven and earth depend on ......
Looking at the words above, Lu Zhiyou read out the first four sentences softly, and the further down he went, the more obscure and difficult to understand, and the more inexplicable he read.
"What the hell~"
Or is it ancient, so stylish?
Both of them stopped talking, silently looking at the few paragraphs. Caught in ...... Inexplicable ...... Contemplation!
Suddenly, a burst of music rang out, and Lu Zhiyou came back to his senses and heard the sound on the other side of the screen.
"Wait! I'll answer the phone!"
"Oh oh, go go, go!"
The video hung up, and Lu Zhiyou was still thinking about the words just now, silently reciting the first few sentences over and over again. I frowned for a long time and didn't come up with anything.
"This thing...... I don't know anything! It must have something to do with Zibai, and only he can slowly figure out what it means. A few inexplicable paragraphs, it really makes people have no clues at all! It seems that the movie is really a movie, how can it be so simple to solve the case!" Lu Zhiyou scratched his head and stared at his mobile phone stupidly.
At this time, all kinds of scenes were surging in his mind! Zibai was suddenly admitted to a super high-level university, which is the kind of Lu Mingfei, the protagonist of "Dragon Clan"! There is also Zibai who is favored by a mysterious super organization and institution in the country! Or one of Zibai's relatives is actually an elder of a world-famous mysterious organization or something, so that Zibai can join the club......
In short, it's the kind of scene where you can go to the pinnacle of life in minutes and have a billionaire car!
Luxury cars, beautiful women, champagne, music. How many people pursue it all their lives~
A mysterious letter made Lu Zhiyou think about it very happily! No way, this stupid child, this age, brain hole...... It's big enough!
Although sometimes it's very middle-class, right...... It's the most important time!, but it's normal to others.
Things that are suitable for this age group, if you don't do it at the time and do it later, you will only be regarded as an outlier by the world and excluded.
Therefore, life should be extraordinary and ordinary.
Lu Zhiyu's fantasy of being completely immersed in another world is shattered by the message box that comes to mind. He opened the video, and Wang Zibai on the other end looked a little strange at the moment.
But he didn't care, because throughout the three years of high school, many times, in the eyes of many people, Zibai was in a "sick" state...... It's the kind of person who might be considered out of their brain......
But he knows better than anyone that Zibai is a real talent, a very unique existence, and his thoughts are something that no one can catch up with. Indeed, geniuses are on the left and madmen are on the right.
After that, some people may know that all the jokes are just overdrafted and silenced.
"You...... You know...... That phone call and that letter are from the same source......"
"Huh, what's that?"
"The person who just called me is the same person from the place where this letter was sent!"
Wang Zibai said with surprise and excitement.
"And then?" Lu Zhiyou scratched his head, not feeling anything.
"Do you know! This is a school! Tianzi Liugong is the name of a school!" said the prince with a rosy face.
"So what......? It's so strange!" Lu Zhiyu felt a little incredible, after all, this name is too different from a school!
Lu Zhiyou asked again with confirmation, "Are you sure? This is the name of the school?"
"I don't know, but the guy on the phone said he was going to invite me to that school!"