In the small town of Momoyama in winter, snowflakes are flying and falling, and the atmosphere of the commercial street on Christmas Eve is warm. Under the goose-yellow street lamp, a young man with flowers in his arms looks like a student looking at the cake in the window, his eyes flashing, revealing longing and suppressed emotions.

His name is Lu Xiaofei, he is studying at the 18th Middle School in Taoshan City, his parents have been missing for many years, and he can only live at his uncle's house.

But his uncle is not wealthy, and in order to make up for his tuition, he sells small goods in front of this bakery all year round.

Today is Christmas Eve, and he has come to sell flowers again, and he has been freezing on the snow outside the door for a long time.

Through the mist-dyed glass, the fireplace in the Chinese-style bakery dances.

"The latest Thunder Alliance with the same cocoa cake, welcome to visit next time!" the salesman smiled.

The man took the cake, bent down, handed it to his daughter beside him with a serious face, and said with a gentle smile: "Beibei, happy birthday!"

The little girl's little face was white and red, very cute, she held the cake box with both hands, and said happily: "Thank you Dad, Beibei wishes Dad a happy Christmas Eve, let's go home, I want to give you and Mom, see my newly painted embodied little hero!"

The girl's immature voice is innocent and cute, twisting her waist happily, pouting her small mouth, and her voice is like a silver bell.

The middle-aged doted touched his daughter's little head and lovingly pulled his daughter up.

Father and daughter walked out of the bakery.

"Kids with dads...... It's so good!" Seeing the warm scene in the bakery, Lu Xiaofei had mixed feelings.

Snowflakes are like white elves, dancing under the street lamps, pedestrians are in twos and threes, and from time to time there are couples walking by, and the snow falls silently, just like last year's Chinese Christmas.

The LED billboard on the side of the street changes the picture, and a diamond-like crystal is dazzling, slowly falling from the sky in the deepest part of the sea of clouds.

A teenager wearing the uniform of the Awakening Academy raised his hands, grabbed the crystal in his hand, and showed a handsome and confident smile, and the line was: "Baiyun Sea Life Crystal, every place where the dream of a manifestation teacher begins!"

At the end, countless beast-like creatures with extremely cute or powerful appearances flew out of the crystals, full of a sense of luxury.

"Well, is a show master who can only play handsome and make money also a show master?" Lu Xiaofei muttered to himself, shook his head and smiled bitterly that he thought too much, at least he had to be handsome to be handsome, and he really didn't have this condition.

What's more, even if some phantoms appear in the life crystal, it is not something that ordinary people can do.

Sensing that someone was coming out of the store, Lu Xiaofei quickly moved his frozen and stiff face, stepped forward with a bouquet of flowers, and said a little shyly: "Sir, buy flowers!"

The man who led the girl paused for a moment, he was originally going to buy flowers, his life was rich, he spent less money, and made his wife happy, why not.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

The man glanced at the boy's flower, hesitated, and said politely, "No, thank you!"

Then walk away.

"Only 5 pieces for one ......"

The wind blew Lu Xiaofei's words away and disappeared into the snowflakes.

Watching the middle-aged man and his daughter turn the corner, Lu Xiaofei sighed, looked down at the roses he had carefully packaged, and was a little wilted.

Shaking off the snowflakes off his shoulders, he plucked up his courage again and sold flowers and small gifts from his stall to passers-by.

His grades are very poor, his IQ and EQ are not high, and his creativity is even more ordinary, and he has no survival advantage in this oriental world that is in dire need of creativity.

The aptitude test at the end of the second year of high school, in addition to the emotional intelligence is 60 points barely passed, the IQ is only 59 points, and creativity is ......

Only 1 point was obtained.

The teacher said that he was only gasping for breath more than a log, which was a boring person, but he was only 17 years old.

He also has his own dreams, although humble dare not speak them.

Although he will not be dropped out of school, he is destined to enter the Ordinary Academy after graduating from high school, which is still the worst kind.

And his dream is destined to be just a dream forever.

He might have been better off if he had been born into a wealthy family, but he didn't even know who his parents were, and if his uncle hadn't adopted him, he didn't know where he would be at the moment.

"That's fine, even if I can really be admitted to the Academy of the Awakened, my uncle won't have the money to pay for my tuition......" Lu Xiaofei smiled bitterly, if it wasn't for the accident when he was born, I'm afraid I wouldn't have become like this.

But the newborn baby was ruined by someone to destroy the future, and the perpetrator had to have a lot of resentment, and he didn't even let go of the child.

Although Lu Xiaofei has no memory of this, the diagnosis certificate in his uncle's room tells him everything, and unknown external forces interfere with it, resulting in a permanent loss of creativity.

The six words "interference by unknown external forces" show that he is not born with imbecileness.

But my uncle deliberately concealed this matter, and every time he asked, he would say, you were born like this, this is fate!

But Lu Xiaofei knows that things are definitely not that simple.

Fortunately, in addition to being weak and thin, he can eat and drink, and he is very healthy.

This is what the old man said, is it easy to feed a stupid child? Although Lu Xiaofei often laughs at himself like this, he has a lot of energy in his heart and has his own thoughts.

In life, many things cannot be chosen, but the future must be in your own hands.

In the face of difficulties, Lu Xiaofei never gave up on himself.

In Huaxia, there are two types of universities, the College of the Ordinary and the College of the Awakened, the former can only study to support their families, and the latter is the cradle of higher occupations, embodied teachers.

And now Lu Xiaofei's embarrassment lies in the fact that as a quasi-high school junior, these two intersections are impassable to him.

This means that after graduation, he will not be able to support himself.

Even so, he still used all the time to study and set up a stall.

Studying is to improve ability, and setting up a stall is to make money to pay for tuition.

"If you don't fight, how do you know that I, Lu Xiaofei, am not that material!" Lu Xiaofei was isolated in the snow and asked the sky blatantly.

A snowy Christmas Eve should have been romantic, but none of his flowers were sold. It's not early, his stomach is rumbling, he hasn't eaten yet.

"But it doesn't look like there will be business today. Lu Xiaofei squatted down, slowly put the small toys into the package, and prepared to collect the stall and go home.

"Brother, your flowers are wilting a little. A sweet voice sounded, sounding like a layer of powdered sugar in my heart.

Whose children are telling the truth...... , Lu Xiaofei said casually: "No one likes it, they're not happy." ”

Raised his head, revealing a helpless expression.

A girl with long hair was holding a cake box and smiling sweetly at him, the same girl who had just come out of the store.

His father was holding a large handful of red roses in his hand at the moment, and through the plastic paper, the color was delicate.

Lu Xiaofei really doesn't understand, just don't buy it, it's so annoying to go and return.

"Look at your dress, you should be a student, and you still come out to sell it on such a cold day. The man said.

"It's selling flowers-" Lu Xiaofei adjusted his breathing, and ignored the correction, if you don't buy it, you won't buy it, how can people be like this now, I'm a serious high school student.

"Oh, yes, sell flowers. The man also felt that there was something wrong with his words, and smiled apologetically, "It's a good idea to come out and sell flowers on Christmas Eve, you are a child with a heart." ”

What, it's not because of poverty...... , Lu Xiaofei lowered his head and continued to close the stall, and said casually: "Really, but my teacher said that I lack a root in my brain." ”

"You can come out and set up a stall and do business at your age, which is already better than many children. ”

"But I didn't sell a single flower. Lu Xiaofei's hand was fast, he picked up a big package, ready to go home, smiled brightly at the man and the little girl, and waved his hand: "But it doesn't matter, I will come over recently, if there is a need, I can send flowers to the door!"

The sadness of the seventeen-year-old boy's smile was carefully disguised, even if he went to study at the Academy of the Ordinary People, the tuition fee was still not enough.

The snow was heavy again, and the light of the street lamp and the advertising screen and the snowflakes were mixed together, reflecting on his face, as if adding a soft filter, but unfortunately he looked ordinary and smiled a little reluctantly.

Looking at the lost boy selling flowers, and looking at the young girl holding the cake box tightly, the middle-aged man's heart seemed to be hit by something, as if he remembered his past experience, and his hand holding the flower was a little overwhelmed.

"Wait a minute," he said, taking out a silver card, handing it to the flower seller, "This is my business card, if you need any help, you can come to me at the address above." ”

He spoke quickly, and the boy took the silver card, put it in his pocket, and ran away quickly, disappearing at the end of the street with his bag on his back.

The middle-aged man watched the young man leave, and seemed to mutter, "Obviously an imbecile with no creativity, but he can come out on Christmas Eve to do business." ”

Although selling flowers is only the least expensive business, it also requires some imagination and creativity. But the boy could not observe the slightest fluctuation of creativity.

This means that his creativity is infinitely close to zero, which is almost impossible.

The middle-aged man pulled his daughter away, and a suspicion arose in his heart, there must be some secret hidden in this young man, and even he, a professor, could not see into it.

When Lu Xiaofei returned home, his aunt had already slept, and his uncle was watching TV alone in the living room, with a plate of chicken feet in sauce and a plate of peanuts on the coffee table, as well as a few empty wine cans.

Lu Xiaofei's uncle is a bus driver, usually doesn't talk much, loves to drink, at this moment he just poured a big sip of beer, was relishing the chicken feet in his hand, saw his nephew come back, slurred his words: "Come, Xiaofei, drink two sips with uncle." The two of us have a heart-to-heart relationship. ”

"Come on, you're not afraid of being beaten, I'm also afraid of being scolded!" Lu Xiaofei said while struggling to drag the package containing the goods into the corner, the aunt's temper was not very good, Lu Xiaofei concluded that the aunt must be scolding her uncle in the bed at this moment. I don't know if I don't have breakfast tomorrow.

"Nonsense, you don't even listen to your uncle's words? I don't need your aunt to scold me, I'll beat you up first?"

"I was only 17 years old, and our school teacher said that minors were not allowed to drink alcohol, which would damage the cranial nerves and hinder the development of IQ and creativity......"

"Okay, you listen to the teacher, but you don't listen to the uncle! Besides, there is no room for your creativity to decline, and if you drink a little wine, you may be able to improve a little." The uncle pointed to the aptitude test sheet on the sofa and said with confidence.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, you wait for me to change clothes. Lu Xiaofei was worried about waking up his aunt, so he shook off the snow and water from his coat and gently put it on the chair.

Snap,

An object slipped out of its pocket and fell to the ground.

Lu Xiaofei bent down to pick it up, looked at it in his hand for a while, and then remembered that it was the business card that the middle-aged man gave him just now.

The silver-white metal card is engraved with clear handwriting:

Professor Shao Bufan, Dongkai Awakening College, the address and phone number are in small print below.

Lu Xiaofei let out a low breath, his eyes seemed to be glued to the small card by universal glue.

The mouth repeatedly muttered: "Dongkai Awakening College." ”

"Professor Shao Bufan!"

Dongkai Awakening Higher College, which is the best awakened college in Dongkai Province, and the students who graduate there can become embodied teachers.

The professors of the college are all experts in the field of spiritual manifestation.

The spokesperson of the advertisement for the Baiyunhai Life Crystal that is now playing on the streets and alleys is actually just a student of Dongkai Awakening College.

The real embodiment teachers will be hired by the Huaxia embodiment teacher group, the Thunder Alliance, and they are highly respected and well paid.

In the words of the Huaxia government, the embodiment division of the Thunder Alliance is the supreme power of the manifestation division of the East, in order to maintain the harmony and purity of the human spiritual world, and fight all evil forces to the end.

I just met a professor at Dongkai Awakening College.

The other party also gave himself a business card!

It is not uncommon to have encountered a liar? It is not unheard of to pretend to be a professor of the Awakening Academy to swindle and deceive.

Lu Xiaofei bit his fingers hard, still couldn't believe his eyes, the business card is made of metal, the workmanship is exquisite, a life crystal logo is depicted in the center, and the golden font of Dongkai Kaifu is hot, this kind of customized high-end business card, Lu Xiaofei has only seen it on the Internet, the card made of alloy, the cheapest is worth about 100 yuan.

Obviously, no one will customize such a card in order to blind a poor student.

Besides, all his belongings are not worth 100 yuan, so it's really not worth cheating.

If it was really a professor at the Awakening Academy, then he would have lost a lot, and he was in a hurry to sell flowers without talking a few words, this first impression was shabby enough.

However, how could a professor at an Awakened Academy who is not befriended by ordinary people hand a business card to a poor student who sells flowers on the street, this is too incredible.