Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Senior brother, you beat me so badly, how did you explain it to your family later?" Lu Mingfei suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"His mother found the school, and I had no choice but to go back and find the parents. I found my mother."

Chu Zihang scratched his forehead and sighed: "Well, you may not know that my mother... is actually very unreliable... After hearing me tell me the reason for the beating, she laughed so hard."

"Lean forward and back together?"

"Anyway, it looks... very happy."

Chu Zihang organized his words and said: "Then she put on her best clothes, a Patek Philippe watch and a Cartier diamond ring, took the driver and my security guard, and drove the most expensive Mercedes-Benz to school."

Facts have proved that women understand each other best, and the mother of the beaten child was also dressed in gold when she arrived.

However, the two women's family backgrounds were so high that they lost psychologically and their momentum was low.

"My mother is actually very good at saying mean things." Chu Zihang said with a bitter smile.

"Your mother is so classy!" Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, the school later asked Senior Brother Jiang and me to find our parents, but I haven't seen my parents for four or five years."

"The good news is that they are all still alive and will write me letters every six months; the bad news is that every time they write, my mother tells me that my plan to return to China will be postponed again because 'things have made new developments'."

"According to my uncle, my parents are both archaeological experts and are working on a big project. Once the results are announced, it will shock the world like Sven Hedin discovered the ancient city of Loulan."

"So I found my aunt."

Lu Mingfei smiled again, with a silly smile: "Auntie scolded me all over my face, took me to apologize to others, and finally asked Senior Brother Jiang to pay for the medical expenses."

"After returning home, I heard her discussing with my uncle whether my parents had really divorced abroad without telling them, and whether anyone would pay my living expenses in the future."

"My cousin happily told me that if my living expenses don't come next month, I might have to move out so that he can have a room by himself..."

But in fact, Lu Mingze was able to go to a private aristocratic high school, his uncle and aunt were able to buy a small-displacement BMW, buy some very similar brand-name goods, and he had money to lose at the mahjong table, all because of Lu Mingfei’s parents. The blessing of money.

This money gave Lu Mingze the nickname "Prince Ze" in school. His uncle and aunt would dress decently to attend Lu Mingze's parent-teacher meetings, which made people feel that Lu Mingze was a kid who grew up in a honeypot. .

And they never come to Lu Mingfei's parent-teacher conferences.

Because they are afraid that the teacher will criticize Lu Mingfei at the parent-teacher meeting and they will be embarrassed as well.

"I actually want to be as brave as Senior Brother Jiang, so that no one dares to bully me or ignore me."

Lu Mingfei said softly: "But I can't do it. I just can't do it. There are only a few reasons to do it. There are too many reasons to do it. There will always be countless excuses."

His tone was very soft, as if he was trying to convince himself.

——It’s like he’s afraid of waking up or losing something, so he desperately wants to seize everything.

Very strange feeling.

Chu Zihang frowned and didn't quite understand why.

He thought Lu Mingfei's situation at his uncle's house would be very bad, but he didn't expect it to be this bad.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the other party, who is not stupid, has developed the character of walking on thin ice now?

Suddenly, Chu Zihang remembered the speech contest that Jiang Shouyun took him to watch two years ago.

In fact, that was the first time he met Lu Mingfei.

At that time, Lu Mingfei was not so bad or so depressed. He was even asked by the Chinese teacher to participate in the school's speech contest.

After all, Lu Mingfei was still one of the few cadres of the literary club at that time.

And after he came on stage, he started to do tricks as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Dear school leaders and classmates, hello everyone, I am Lu Mingfei from Class 3, Grade 1, and the title of my speech is "Thank you for your support."

"Mr. Lin Yutang once said, 'A wonderful speech should be like a miniskirt worn by a girl, the shorter the better.'"

When Lu Mingfei said this, he paused for a moment, took away his lecture notes and showed a flattering smile to all the teachers and students in the school.

Logically, there should be laughter and applause at this time, so Chu Zihang subconsciously raised his hand.

But the vice-principal, who was known for his academic temperament, coughed deeply.

The few students who wanted to laugh immediately fell silent, realizing that the Vice-Principal did not like this uncivilized opening.

Even though it is the original words of "Lin Yutang", who was twice nominated for the "Nobel Prize for Literature".

As a result, the entire auditorium fell silent. Thousands of pairs of eyes stared coldly at Lu Mingfei on the podium. Lu Mingfei suddenly changed from a hero ready to receive applause to a prisoner who told obscene jokes and was despised by everyone.

Finally, after being stunned for a few seconds, the child scratched his head, smiled, bowed and apologized, saying that he was not ready yet and abstained from quitting.

"Lu Mingfei has carefully prepared for this speech for a long time."

Jiang Shouyun whispered from the side: "He wrote a eloquent speech with thousands of words and rehearsed it repeatedly. Even every point where the audience should laugh and applaud was marked on the speech."

"This will be the only speech in his life, with only the opening words, a painful heart, and a embarrassed back."

"This kid, whatever he does wrong, he is as stupid as a pig, and whatever he does well is because of his bad luck."

"Everyone secretly said that he was a waste, that he was redundant, that he was a joke, and that no one really needed him."

Jiang Shouyun's voice was hoarse and he said in a cold tone: "Even the love given to Chen Wenwen is just a grain of rice from the rice bowl given to him."

"He actually understands it in his heart, but he just likes to deceive himself. In other words, if he really loses that little grain of rice, he will be completely desperate and will become something else. He doesn't want to become like that."

"Hahaha, it's so funny. I've never heard a funnier joke than this! Such a person, such a guy... Hahaha!"

Jiang Shouyun suddenly laughed in a low voice, and immediately raised his head and glanced at the people around him. His blue eyes reflected the appearances of all living beings, shining with a light that Chu Zihang could not understand.

Now, he seems to understand somewhat.

——That is pity and sarcasm, pity and sarcasm for these people.

"..."

Chu Zihang was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled on his stiff face: "Actually, Jiang Shouyun has told me a long time ago that there is no need to say these words to you. He said that you will understand sooner or later."

Lu Mingfei was confused by this sudden sentence.

"Ah? What do you understand?"

Chu Zihang did not answer, but suddenly asked: "Have you seen "Wall-E"?"