Chu Zihang felt that there was something wrong with his good junior brother, good friend, and good brother Lu Mingfei.

These days, something is wrong every day, especially today.

Although it didn't show it, it seemed like there was something on his mind, sometimes energetic, sometimes dull and depressed, and now it was quiet not like Lu Mingfei.

After all, this is a comic book house.

Whether it's the oolong made by the operator of the Eight Snake Houses, or the values education of Yabuki Sakura to the high school gangsters, or this manga shop with a great sense of atmosphere.

Lu Mingfei watched quietly from the side, with a smile on his face, although it was a bit rude to think like this, but Chu Zihang felt that this was very unsatisfactory Lu Mingfei.

Even Caesar was excited to take on the role of the underworld and began to use the 'underworld experience card', but Lu Mingfei rarely spoke, just watched from the sidelines, in his expectation, Lu Mingfei would use his broken Japanese, to this gangster named Noda Shou to say, "You drip, what drips work." ’

But in addition to helping the clerk bring tea and water, he echoed and said a few words, and sat next to him in a daze.

He will mature one day, but not now, and Chu Zihang doesn't think that Lu Mingfei is a sign of maturity now.

The raindrops outside the window are falling, the central air conditioning inside is on, and the clerk Aso is bringing coffee and tea.

The lights in the bookstore are relatively bright, contrasting with the rainy night outside the glass door, feeling the temperature in the palm of his hand, and the experience brought by the contrasting vision, Lu Mingfei is slightly relaxed.

Pick up a copy of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure comic and revisit the plots you've seen in the past.

Caesar was chatting with the head of the Gen family with a cigar in his mouth, when he suddenly spotted the model of Aberoul, a character from the game Star Ocean 3 that he had played in his childhood.

"Boss, do you know Abelul?" Lu Mingfei felt like he was reading the lines, and he suddenly wondered why the author of another world could write all these bits and pieces.

Inspiration is too metaphysical.

Caesar told everyone the interesting story of his battle of wits and courage with the butler when he was a child, and Lu Mingfei felt very much like a "home alone" version of getting rich.

Listening to the real person's narration is much more interesting than a few text descriptions, Lu Mingfei thought.

"I'm sorry." After hearing Caesar's story, Chu Zihang suddenly said that he was apologizing for the awkward chat with Caesar on the plane before, and clarifying that he said that Caesar did not have a childhood.

Without concealment, the leaders of the two factions of the Kassel Academy reconciled in this comic bookstore, signed a cooperation agreement on Japanese operations, recognized each other as partners, and laid a good foundation for tomorrow night's underwater exploration operation.

Under the witness of the head of the Yuan family and the 'S' class waste wood Lu Mingfei, the two cordially met and shook hands, which is known as the 'comic shop agreement'.

At this time, if you take a picture of shaking hands and looking at each other with your camera, then the front page of the campus weekly must be this report.

Under this kind of brain supplement, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that he was much more talented than Fingal, the paparazzi were not a long-term solution, and the lace news and the headline party brought people only emptiness.

He's different, this handshake and eye at each other can not only be used as a layout, but also the original photo can be washed and sold to a team of fans, and the income is enough for Fingal's gossip income for a semester.

At about 11 o'clock in the evening, several people returned to the hotel arranged by the Japanese branch after the day's trip.

"Lu Jun, we have replaced the bed in your room, and the mattress is imported from Sweden..." Yuan Zhisheng sent Kassel and his party to the door of the hotel and said to Lu Mingfei: "I hope you have a comfortable sleep tonight." ”

Lu Mingfei didn't expect that the reason he casually pulled out was so valued, and he immediately became a little embarrassed, and hurriedly expressed his gratitude to Yuan Zhisheng.

In order to let him have a comfortable sleep, Gen Zhisheng even wrapped up the first floor of the hotel, so that he would not worry about other travelers disturbing him, and at the same time, there would be no rioters and people honking their horns in the neighborhood near the hotel tonight.

"I'm so flattered..." Lu Mingfei walked into the room and touched his head, he didn't expect to engage in such a big battle at all, now it's okay, he could have fallen asleep, but he probably couldn't sleep because of guilt.

He took off his sneakers and lay on the bed, the mattress was just right, the velvet pillow was soft and comfortable, the pillow towel was made of silk, and the room had been edified with valuable incense a few hours in advance.

Guilt, what is that, it's better to get a good night's sleep.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, and didn't even look at the chat group, Su Lin's guy must be on the plane now, leisurely water group or close his eyes to recuperate.

？！

Lu Mingfei felt that something was wrong, and his face buried in the pillow suddenly lifted.

How did that guy buy the ticket, does he have an ID card?!

Well, there must have been some other means.

Knock knock

There was a soft knock on the door.

Lu Mingfei put on the slippers next to the bed and opened the door.

"Senior brother?"

The three of them lived in a suite, and Chu Zihang stood in the living room and said to Lu Mingfei: "Is it convenient to go in?" ”

"Oh, please come in."

The room is also quite large, in addition to the bed is also a separate space of about ten square meters to spread tatami mats, there is a small Japanese-style wooden table and two futons, there is a set of tea sets on the table, it is Chinese, it is estimated that the branch here can not figure out their preferences so deliberately placed.

Although he didn't know what Senior Brother Facial Paralysis was doing when he didn't sleep at this time, Lu Mingfei still invited Chu Zihang in, and the two sat on the futon.

"Some tea?" Lu Mingfei pointed to the tea set on the table, if Chu Zihang wanted to drink tea, he would take mineral water to boil a pot.

"Nope." Chu Zihang shook his head and twisted away the mineral water on the side, "This is fine." ”

"Senior brother, what's the matter with being so late?" Lu Mingfei sat on the futon, propped his hands behind his back, put his feet upright, and looked at Chu Zihang on the side.

Chu Zihang nodded and said, "Your state in the past two days is a little wrong. ”

This is what happened...

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it that obvious?" ”

"They don't think you're well-rested, but I don't think so."

Chu Zihang stared at Lu Mingfei with both eyes, and several small lights on the ceiling emitted orange light, shining on his face.

"I thought at first that you were losing over Caesar and Chen Motong's wedding, but then I overturned that idea."

"Because you're low and then excited."

Stop! Stop it!

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang in horror and shouted secretly in his heart, Senior brother, don't say this! Fortunately, there is no one else here, otherwise your junior brother's wisdom will be completely ruined on you, a straight man.

Lu Mingfei naturally knew that Chu Zihang was talking about the two days when he just got the chat group.

But that's a strange thing to say.

"You went to the toilet excitedly, and when you came back, you had a sense of confidence..."

Smack-

Lu Mingfei slapped himself on the forehead, "Senior brother... Brother, please be careful with your words... ”