Da Da is the sound of shoes stepping on the marble floor of the platform.

Lu Mingfei followed the directional arrow all the way out of Nanyin Airport.

"Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei, we love you."

"Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei, we love you."

As soon as he went out, Ming Fei saw five or six girls dancing with colorful flowers in both hands.

At the beginning of March, these young girls who looked eighteen or nineteen wore short-sleeved and ultra-short pants.

A tall girl at the head also held up a big sign that read: Lu Mingfei support group.

Ming Fei felt helpless.

These people are all here.

It's a shame.

Ming Fei is not the kind of person who does things in a high-profile manner.

He has been coerced for many years, and he prefers to be a low-key person rather than a high-profile person.

"Ming Fei, Ming Fei is out.

Let's wait, boy. ”

The person who spoke was the "Internet café god", and he took a moment.

Tall, 1.75 meters tall, with long and messy hair fluttering in the wind, this is an upright "Internet café god".

He had no job and no place to live.

The Internet café is where he came from and where he returns.

The most important thing is that no one knows his financial resources.

Some people say that he is a rich second generation who sneaked out to experience the world.

Some people also say that this person has committed a crime and is now fending for himself in an Internet café.

In short, there are a lot of rumors about him, but Lu Mingfei feels that there is no reliable one in it.

It's all making it up.

"No, no, not yet. What do you think? ”

Another speaker was the head of the Ming Fei support group, Mo Yan.

"Oh." Ming Fei shouted and passed.

Speaking of which, in the past two years that Ming Fei has been in a foreign country, the limelight has gradually risen.

There are also many more people who pay attention to him in China.

Among them, needless to say, even in foreign countries, he often pays attention to his games.

Sometimes he also collects the opponent's information, how to play, makes PPT, and sends it to his friend Ming Fei.

And Mo Yan is an interstellar enthusiast, although he himself is not high, but he is rich.

I saw Lu Mingfei's competition in an international competition.

was shocked by Lu Mingfei's operation on the spot. immediately became a supporter of Lu Mingfei.

Of course, there are many people who support Ming Fei, among which Ming Fei knows the most is a person named PPQ.

That person once made an appointment with Ming Fei on Battle.net, and his strength was very strong, and his playing style was also very exquisite.

He is a very spiritual Terran player.

It is said that he is still a high school student, and his grades are also very good.

The two are also mentors and friends.

Every few days before the professional competition, PPQ will also contact him from far away across the ocean.

Tell us what you think about the update of the game version, which clan has been strengthened, which class is stronger, and which tactics are more suitable for the version.

Now, after returning to China, I have met, although some netizens were embarrassed to see netizens at the beginning.

However, then they became acquainted.

After all, it's a real liking.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

Ming Fei glanced at the two of them and said to the cheerleading ladies next to them.

"We still have the support of the girls in StarCraft."

"Haha, you think too much, these people are all paid by Moyan local tyrants, a hundred yuan an hour." Step by eye.

"Oh, that's a lot of thanks." Saying that, Ming Fei said again:

"It's just a bit extravagant and wasteful."

"Hey, spend a few bucks and have fun, what's to waste.

If you look at those star idols, if you want acting skills without acting skills, if you want character without character, people are not extravagant and wasteful.

We are the first in the world to return to China, what's wrong with Lehele. ”

"That is to say, you are also an interstellar champion, you are low-key, and we still want to be high-profile."

Ming Fei exchanged a few words with the two, looked left and right, and found that it was only the two of them, so he was suspicious and asked.

"Why don't you see PPQ?"

The faces of the two changed. It was as if there was something unspeakable.

"He'll come over when he's having dinner in the afternoon. Alas, ppq, something happened to him himself. We can't say, you can just ask for yourself when the time comes. "Step instantaneously.

"Well, okay."

Seeing that the faces of the two were different, Ming Fei had no choice but to speak.

"There is no hurdle that people can't pass, today is your big day, send you home, and we will see you at the Regent Hotel in the evening."

Mo Shao shook his head, pressed the key, and the pure yellow Porsche 911 was unlocked.

The vivid yellow color extends from the front to the rear. The two headlights in front of the car are round, looking like a different kind of kawaii, and the rear wing is slightly raised, like a Korean girl group with a high skirt when dancing.

Row 6-cylinder, dual-clutch transmission, rear-engine, twin-turbo.

Of course, Lu Ming doesn't understand all of this.

The only thing Lu Mingfei knows about the car is its price.

In short, a million cars are certainly not as good as ten million.

"Let's go, get in the car."

Sitting in the passenger seat of the Porsche, Ming Fei was already dizzy.

He doesn't usually get motion sickness.

He just got off the plane today, got into the sports car again, and his body couldn't bear it, and he fainted.

"Mo Shao, why did you change the car again. This car is a bit inferior for your price. Bu sat in the back and touched the leather seat.

"Times, how much does this car cost?" Ming Fei asked.

In Lu Mingfei's world, the second generally refers to the tractor.

It's the kind of tractor that walks on the road abruptly and clicking.

Eye-catching and noisy at the same time.

"More than two million." Walk the Instant Road.

"Is this more than two million times still a time?"

Lu Mingfei has no "waves" about the configuration of luxury cars or anything, he knows whether a car is good or not, and he will pass a little.

That's how much it is.

More than two million is already very good for Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei is in a foreign country, won two world championships, and won one or two million.

"It's just right for us, but not necessarily for others."

"Hey, our family has to be a luxury car worth tens of millions. Really.

Can't big families be low-key? ”

"But it's not low-key to open this, right?" Walk the Instant Road.

Lu Mingfei nodded and said: "Driving a van, driving Biyadi is really low-key, driving this is already the top ceiling for ordinary people." ”

"That's right, Ming Fei said yes."

"What, this is already the cheapest car in my family, the kind that has been put in an open-air parking space and no one has touched it for half a year.

Today, I was going to have the driver drive the Bugatti Veyron to pick us up.

But the dead old man didn't let him, saying that he was discouraged, don't go out with fox friends and dogs.

I don't know how much I lose when I play mahjong, and I still twitter. Hum.

Don't let my driver come over.

Hmph, they won't let me come, I'm still coming, so I'm not going to drive over myself. ”

Mo Yan said as he drove.

Lu Mingfei listened to Mo Yan's complaint and shook his head secretly.

This kind of gambling is a luxury for Ming Fei, whose parents are away.

In a word: there is no time in life to ask for it.

In fact, Ming Fei did not envy Mo Yan's family, and he was not interested in what kind of car Mo Yan drove or what fun he had.

Ming Fei thinks that the children of rich families must also have unhappy times.

For example, what is an illegitimate child, the father's younger brother is the son's own brother, and similar to this kind of intricate kinship.

Lu Mingfei is very good at self-comfort, compared with the supremacy of money worship in ordinary people, Lu Mingfei has more "critical realism", and unconsciously thinks that money will corrode the soul of human beings.

Of course, the life of a rich man is something that Lu Mingfei can't imagine. Cars are just one of them.

Lu Mingfei comforted himself with himself, and he heard:

"Oh, so you're pretty good at driving. This car is very raw when you just get started, I think you are very skilled in driving. "Step instantaneously.

"That's not it, it's my first time driving." Mo Yan said with a big grin.

I'll go, what's going on.

Lu Mingfei heard this, and his face was shocked.

I don't want to get into an accident as soon as I get off the plane.

Only said:

"Dude, you're kidding."

"What am I kidding, wait, talking to you, talking to you and I'm going to put the brake throttle and forget which one is which.

Ming Fei, you can help me see which is which. ”

At this time, Bu Xuan and Ming Fei looked at each other and were shocked.

"I think we'd better get out of the car."

"Ming Fei, that's right, in fact, taking a taxi is not a big deal."

"Oh, I know you want to get out, but now the problem is, I won't brake."

。。。。。。

"It's gone, stop, stop. Don't step on the gas. ”

With a pop, the yellow Porsche shuddered and stopped.

Lu Mingfei stiffened his body and almost missed the windshield in front of him.

He was dizzy, and it seemed that motion sickness was not a Bugatti Veyron or a Lamborghini.

Whether it is Audi or Alto, the motion sickness is motion sickness.

Bu sat on the back seat and slammed into the back of the front seat.

"What is this driving, I am going to vomit if I don't get motion sickness." Take care of yourself.

"Okay, okay, you've gone around this mall twice, and you've stopped grinding." Ming Fei also complained.

"You two who have no conscience, don't you thank me for sending you here?" Mo Yan wailed helplessly and pitifully.

These people are so unconscionable.

But later, the two people complained louder

"Thank you Lao Mu, won't you stop parking?" Bu Instant yelled.

"There's someone in front, I don't dare to stop." Mo Yan said aggrievedly.

"Then the person in front of you is eight feet away from you, what are you afraid of?" Lu Mingfei also roared angrily.

"I'm afraid I'll kill him. Because, I can't tell the difference between the accelerator and the brake. ”

"Alright, alright. Ming Fei has already arrived at home. As for me, I'm also going to take a taxi back. Silence is less, rat tail juice. Dude is gone, see you in the evening. ”

Hearing this, Ming Fei nodded, he came to the shopping mall near his aunt's house to buy something for his relatives.

Say goodbye to Mo Yan who can't drive and doesn't have a driver's license.

When I came, it was eight o'clock in the morning, and I originally arrived at half past eight in the morning, but now it was half past nine in the morning.

After saying goodbye, Lu Mingfei got out of the car and walked into the mall.

He plans to buy a high-end mechanical watch for his uncle, a beautiful necklace for his aunt, and a laptop for his cousin.

I haven't seen each other for two years, and I don't know what happened to them now?

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"A box of milk, half a pound of sausages, tomatoes and potatoes, and literary digests.

Don't talk to Uncle Zhang and Brother Li on the way.

Lu Mingze is already a sophomore in high school this year, you have to study hard, you come back to help me after you buy things. ”

Lu Mingfei carried a large bag and a small bag to his aunt's house.

Before I could knock on the door, I heard my aunt shouting through the door.

The morning sun was refreshing, softly shining on him through the window at the end of the corridor.

The clothes of men and women who had just dried in the corridor swayed from side to side, and a wind outside the window shook the branches of the trees that had just sprouted.

Lu Mingfei silently ignored all this in front of him, and after two years, he returned here again.

Right now, he's still hesitant, not knowing whether to open the door or not.

What should I say when I open the door, and should I have lunch?

Lu Mingfei has been with his uncle and aunt for four or five years.

also stayed with that little fat man Lu Mingze for four or five years.

In the past four or five years, my aunt can't say too much about him, but if you want to talk about any abuse, it's impossible to talk about.

There is a difference between being intimate and sparse.

Lu Mingze is the son of his aunt,

Lu Mingfei is his aunt's nephew.

No matter who it is, they will favor their own son.

Besides, it is a biological child, and the parents have their own favoritism, let alone the nephew.

In the final analysis, Ming Fei's aunt is a relative.

She will think about Lu Mingfei, but not much.

She would also call Ming Fei and ask him what was going on recently.

But that's not all.

Uncles and aunts are not parents no matter what they say.

And Lu Mingfei, as a "left-behind child", is at the stage from junior high school to adulthood.

Mostly, one person lives.

When he was in his second year of junior high school, Lu Mingfei learned that his parents were archaeologists.

Whether it is after class or after school, he talks with people with relish.

What oracles, Egyptian pyramids, and ancient Babylon...

Lu Mingfei wanted to tell others that I didn't know what my parents did when I was in junior high school, but I know now.

He just wanted to save the face he had lost.

For a junior high school student, being ridiculed by a teacher in front of the whole class is a very social death.

Ming Fei talked about dancing with his hands and feet, using his hands and feet at the same time.

He "indulges in sensuality" and sings passionately.

The three or five classmates next to him listened.

However, one of the classmates couldn't hold back his laughter when he listened to it, and said with a grin.

"Oh, it seems that Lu Mingfei's parents have changed careers now, no longer working in the Secret Bureau, and now they don't study nuclear weapons.

Let's start working on Oracle, haha. ”

"Hee-hee."

"Haha."

Several classmates burst out laughing when they heard this.

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei was immediately stunned.

His eyebrows were no longer fluttering, and his face seemed to have lost all its luster.

His eyes were gone.

His whole person was like he had lost his highlights.

Lowering his head and shrugging his head, he stopped looking at the people and walked away.

Actually, Lu Mingfei just wanted to clarify some rumors.

But, the rumors are getting darker and darker, so ignore it, and it seems to have acquiesced.

In short, Lu Mingfei is such a child in junior high school.

It's a little stuffy, but it's also a little lively.

Ending his memories of a completely failed junior high school, Lu Mingfei looked at the door in front of him.

He hasn't knocked it yet.

The door opened on its own.

Click.

Uncle sprang out.

"Ah, Mingfei, you're back."

As soon as the uncle opened the door, he saw Ming Fei carrying a large bag, and he smiled when he saw this nephew.

"Ming Fei, are you okay in a foreign country, it's not chaotic over there, come, come into the house, enter the house."

Uncle, pushing open the door, helping to carry a bag in his hand, welcomed Ming Fei in.

"Old road, don't hurry up and go grocery shopping, what are you grinding. Don't go grocery shopping yet. Auntie shouted in the back room.

"Don't shout, don't shout, come and see, it's Mingfei back."