In the afternoon, Lu Mingfei took only 15 minutes for the two math and English exams, and the calculation questions were like one plus one equal to several in his eyes, and Soeasy's mother no longer had to worry about my level of learning.

And because he learned from Chu Zihang's mouth that he could hand in the papers in advance, he directly handed in the papers and ran away when others had just finished the A side of the test paper and had not turned it over, and the classmates who watched it were stunned.

After a certain Zhao Gongzi, who did not want to be named, followed the disadvantage of being slightly inferior in appearance, he was crushed in the most proud answering speed, and his heart was almost broken, and he directly put someone in the position of his old enemy in this life.

And Xiao Lu, who didn't know anything about it, was taken to the Children's Palace by Master Xia, and the three of them went to trouble the poor class owner under the slogan of adding some popularity to the kendo class.

The kendo class owner who was tortured for more than half a month and almost abandoned Wu Congwen felt bitter, but he couldn't say the bitterness, because Xia Di was tired of teaching the child and would point him by the way, and the happiness of being guided by the big guy made him forget the pain and pain, and the kendo that had been stagnant for many years seemed to have the possibility of going further, maybe one day he could get a "all the passes" back.

When he got home after dinner in the evening, Lu Mingfei went directly into Lao Xiatou's game room, opened the high-configuration computer with the label "Xiaolu", clicked on StarCraft, and prepared to abuse seven people to practice their hands first, and then go to the channel to find those old players to ask for advice.

The Internet addict boy was not idle during the summer vacation, although he was full of arrangements every day, but he still found time to run to Lao Xiatou's house to play on the computer, and he only had more than half a minute of game time every day, and won the game in the man-machine mode 1v7 on the last day of the summer vacation.

Rubbing his hands, Lu Mingfei operated the mouse and keyboard and began to explode frantically, while Master Xia next to him was looking at the colorful line statistics chart, secretly calculating how many points Tiantai across the country had won recently.

After so many days of layout, the famous Chen family is already in danger, and there is basically only one way to wait for death under the encirclement and suppression of various forces, and thanks to the blessing of someone in Xia, the members of the Chen family are about to be killed and injured, and only a few people with relatively hard lives are still dying.

Thanks to the fact that the head of the Chen family is a good hand at playing human experiments, and there are many heirs who seem to have some kind of multi-child and multi-blessing system, if "Superborn Guerrilla" was starring him, it is estimated that it will have to be changed to "Superborn Guerrilla Platoon", if the failed products are also counted, it is estimated that it can be divided into one row and two rows.

And after someone Xia's guidance, a certain little rich woman on Wall Street can be said to be making a lot of money, and she flew to Paris for a vacation early, after all, if she didn't run fast enough, it was estimated that she should go to Hokkaido to soak in hot springs, the kind with her head down.

Before leaving, she also said hello to Xia Di, saying that the share that belonged to him would slowly be transferred to his name later, and if she didn't mind, she could help with investment operations and ensure that assets were turned over.

Seeing that the potato chip girl is so good, Xia Di also kindly reminded him to enjoy more while the French joke is still a military salute instead of blackening, otherwise if you go again in the future, the night will only be bright with eyes, teeth and daggers floating in the air.

"Hey, it's easy." More than half an hour later, Lu Mingfei let out an invincible sigh, and saw that Uncle Xia was still staring at the colorful stock market, and wondered: "Uncle, what are you looking at?" ”

The corners of Xia Di's mouth twitched: "I'm looking at the performance of the Grim Reaper." ”

“？”

Lu Mingfei didn't understand what the group of Grim Reapers, who were running around in black kimonos with knives on their backs, had anything to do with these line charts, and he didn't bother to care, rubbing his hands and preparing to challenge real players.

Although there is a Master Xia sitting next to him, Lu Gongzi is self-aware and will not humiliate himself to challenge the final boss until he has accumulated enough experience.

Pick your opponents in the channel at random, and among the English IDs such as "White", "Faker", "Rookie", and "What was that", Lu Mingfei found a very Chinese nickname - OldTang!

"Okay, that's you." Lu Mingfei showed a wicked smile, the more novices like to pretend to be old, this OldTang must be a rookie like him, let him start from abusing vegetables to familiarize himself with the player's operation!

……

Far across the ocean, in a dilapidated apartment in Queens, New York, a young man with drooping eyebrows is cowering in a swivel chair salvaged from a garbage dump in a wealthy area, holding a low-quality hot dog for a dollar, his big eyes scanning back and forth on the computer screen, and a book of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" bookmarked with disposable chopsticks on the table.

It was found by the young man at a bookshop in Chinatown, and he was just looking for something to pass the time, but he happened to see a good thing related to his profession, so he couldn't help but rent it back.

It is said that this book was bought by the shopkeeper when he returned to his hometown to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year, and it has become popular in China, and countless young people like to read it.

"Hey, it's hard to top, if you can't find a suitable task, buddy should be swept away." The young man took a bite of a hot dog that didn't taste particularly good, and calculated in his heart how long the remaining money would be enough for himself.

He knew that Aunt Jenny was hungry for his body and had always wanted him to pay for the rent, but he was a dignified five-foot man, how could he sell his hue for this rent, if his peers knew about it, he would probably be laughed at to death, and he couldn't make it for such a small amount of money!

Anyway, he is fed up with the light rail train that disturbs the people on time every day, and it is a big deal to sleep on the street in a tent like those homeless people...... bar.

Just when the young people were worried about their livelihoods, suddenly an invitation to the game popped up.

“LuGongZi？” The young man looked at the ID of the obviously Chinese player, and wondered: "Why are there still players who directly use pinyin in this territory?" ”

As far as he knows, most Chinese people in the United States like to take an English name, otherwise they are easy to be targeted by those ghosts, although this country known for its liberal democracy will fiercely condemn racial discrimination, but in most cases if you don't racially discriminate against them, then they will be racist.

And the Chinese American youth living in this materialistic and disparity between the rich and the poor is particularly chaotic, and the Chinese American youth in Queens is a freelancer with no car or house after both parents died, and often lives on social assistance, which is the lowest level of American society and the lowest end of the chain of contempt.

It stands to reason that he can be a leading actor on his terms, but this is the United States, and the routine of socialism does not reflect the reality of capitalism.

Because of his thin body and short stature, even the homeless man on the side of the road dared to follow the young man and try to burst some dollar bills from him.

Fortunately, he is well versed in mixed learning, that is, how to live in the bottom society of the United States, and what impressed him the most was the point that the neighbor's uncle taught by his words and deeds - don't walk alone in the dark alleys, remember to bring a gun with you.

It's simple, crude and philosophical, and if Batman and his parents could know this, Bruce Wayne wouldn't want to see them and have to dig the excavator himself.

Click accept to enter the game, the civil war between the Zerg and the Zerg.

"Come on, boy, let me show you the difference between heaven and man." The young man's drooping eyebrows raised, he had already beaten the invincible opponents all over the world on this channel, and now the rookie who came out of nowhere tried in vain to challenge his dignity as the uncrowned king, or used the zerg he was best at, it was simply self-defeating.

Ten minutes later: "Kind of interesting." ”

Twenty minutes later: "Something." ”

Thirty minutes later: "A little bit of strength." ”

……

An hour later: "Is this game so good for beginners?" ”

Lu Mingfei went to the toilet to clear his memory, and looked at his destroyed base, his eyes were a little solemn.

He thought that he would be able to usher in a hearty victory in his first stop, but he didn't expect to fight with the other party for an hour, and he lost by one step, and he felt that he would not be able to sleep well tonight.

At this time, the other party sent an invitation to the game, it seemed that he was too happy to play and wanted to do it again, Lu Mingfei also wanted to get back to the field, and was about to fight with the other party for another game, when the aunt's voice was as thick as a bell came from the balcony next door:

"What time is Lu Mingfei, and he won't come back to take a shower and sleep, and he won't have to go to class tomorrow, right?!"

Xiao Lu was frightened by this voice, and only then did he realize that he seemed to have been at his uncle's house for a long time, and he hadn't returned since he went out in the morning until almost ten o'clock, no wonder his aunt lost her temper.

The young man picked up his schoolbag and rushed to the balcony, and when he was about to reach the door, he turned around and ran out of the main entrance, leaving only one sentence in the house: "Uncle, see you tomorrow!" ”

As for that OldTang, Xiao Lu can only pray that he has a strong and brave heart and will not retreat because of the inhumane torture.

(End of chapter)