Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

"Because it is surrounded by mountains on all sides, the qi (vital energy) always gathers there. When a tiger roars, all four mountains respond. This is the case within twenty or thirty li to the left and right of the tiger."

Lu Mingze was sitting on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by walls on all four sides. There was a lot of energy gathering around him, and when he snored, the sound echoed through all four walls.

Although he didn't have the imposing presence of a tiger, Lu Mingfei, observing his obese physique, felt that Lu Mingze did indeed possess a "pig-like" air.

My uncle and aunt are probably still asleep right now. Judging from their dark circles from last night, they probably won't wake up anytime soon.

After washing up, Lu Mingfei felt a little hungry, but he didn't have any money to go downstairs to buy breakfast, so he went to the kitchen to see what leftovers there were. The plates were cleaner than his face after he had just washed.

He took two steps out of the kitchen and heard a knock on the door.

The knocking had an inexplicable penetrating power, reaching Lu Mingfei's ears even through Lu Mingze's pig squeals.

Moreover, the knocking rhythm was consistently regular and remarkably consistent, sounding less like a person knocking and more like a metronome coming to life outside.

Lu Mingfei walked over and opened the door for the metronome expert.

As soon as the door opened, Lu Mingfei was stunned.

Standing before him was a tall, clean-cut young man dressed in a crisp white shirt with a black scarf hanging down, the black and white lines clearly defined.

"Chu Zihang?" Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyes.

I wondered if I had gotten too excited and was hallucinating? But the person I like is Chen Wenwen, so even if I'm hallucinating, I should be seeing Chen Wenwen, right?

Even if all else fails, seeing Su Xiaoqiang would at least provide some explanation.

What's going on with seeing a man here?

Even if Chu Zihang is the dream lover of all the girls in the school (and maybe a few boys), Lu Mingfei doesn't have any strange fetishes, so how could he have hallucinations about Chu Zihang?

"Hello," Chu Zihang said suddenly.

Damn, it's a hallucination talking.

"You... hello?" Lu Mingfei replied uncertainly.

Damn, I'm talking to my hallucinations.

"My name is Chu Zihang, and I am a graduate of Shilan Middle School," Chu Zihang began to introduce himself.

Brother, do you really need to introduce yourself? Even if you're just a figment of my imagination, do you think I don't know who you are?

Besides, even if you really are Chu Zihang, you don't need to introduce yourself. Everyone at Shilan High School knows you, the national idol. Introducing yourself is like Jay Chou telling someone, "I am Jay Chou."

“My name is Lu Mingfei, hello Senior Brother Chu,” Lu Mingfei said to “Illusion”.

"I heard you were missing, so I came to see you. This is a gift." Chu Zihang was clearly there to visit, but the lines he uttered sounded more like those of a police officer investigating a case.

When Lu Mingfei saw Chu Zihang raise his hand, he noticed that Chu Zihang was also carrying two cardboard boxes, one containing canned goods and the other containing milk.

Taking the box, feeling its weight, Lu Mingfei finally realized that this was not an illusion.

Lu Mingfei thanked him first, then casually placed the gift against the wall inside the room, without inviting Chu Zihang in—what for? To experience the pig's power?

"Senior Brother Chu, do we...know each other?" Lu Mingfei asked, looking puzzled.

"I've seen you two during morning exercises before; I gave your class a score," Chu Zihang said.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "What the hell? If you call this knowing someone, then you know everyone in the whole school."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Chu Zihang began to recall what Su Qian had taught him before—that bringing gifts to someone's door was something Su Qian had taught him.

Lu Mingfei suddenly spoke up: "Senior Brother Chu, look, my cousin has been snoring the whole time. This isn't the place to talk. Why don't we go outside and chat as we walk?"

Objectively speaking, Lu Mingfei's suggestion was very reasonable. Even at the door, Lu Mingze's pig-like squeals never stopped, and there was always a garbled background music playing when Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang talked.

But Chu Zihang felt that this was a bit tricky.

Because when he asked Susie, Susie hadn't taught him how to respond when someone invited him out for a chat.

Of course, this is not Susie's fault; normal people would not invite guests out for a chat at home.

But Lu Mingfei had his own plans. Besides Lu Mingze's snoring being too loud, another reason was that he was very hungry.

Although he didn't know why Chu Zihang came to visit him, he had always heard that Chu Zihang's family was very rich. In that case, it shouldn't be a big problem for him to rip off his senior brother Chu for breakfast, right?

Once outside, halfway through their conversation, he said he was a little hungry and hadn't brought any money with him when he left. He asked Chu Zihang to lend him a few yuan to buy a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe). Surely Chu Zihang couldn't refuse, could he?

Chu Zihang had no idea what Lu Mingfei was planning, and he was simply dragged out by him.

……

on the street.

Remembering what Susie taught him—that he should take the initiative in the conversation—Chu Zihang took the initiative to ask, "Is there anything you're not feeling well about?"

He was acting like a policeman just now, but now he's acting like a doctor.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment before he realized that Chu Zihang was probably asking him if he felt unwell after he went missing.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Chu," Lu Mingfei said.

"If it's convenient, may I ask why you suddenly disappeared?"

If Susie were here, she would definitely cover her face with her hands—who asks questions like that? Don't you understand how to be more indirect and ask indirectly?

Lu Mingfei assumed that Chu Zihang was also curious, so he brought up his previous explanation to evade the question: "I don't know either. I just got dizzy while walking on the road, and when I woke up, a whole day had passed. I have no memory of it."

"Where did you faint?" Chu Zihang asked.

Now he's acting like a policeman again, as if he's interrogating someone.

“Let me think…” Lu Mingfei pondered which landmarks were relatively well-known in the city, “There’s a road near the overpass that leads directly to the overpass entrance.”

Chu Zihang abruptly stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong, Senior Brother Chu?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

“It’s nothing,” Chu Zihang took a deep breath. “I lost something very important on the overpass a few years ago.”

Lu Mingfei remained silent.

He understands a little bit about what it feels like to lose something very important.

When Lu Mingfei was in elementary school, he was sent to his uncle and aunt's house. Perhaps because he had just arrived, his uncle and aunt treated him very well, almost like they doted on Lu Mingze, or even better.

In elementary school, Lu Mingfei got along very well with a girl.

That girl had a favorite, very pretty doll; it was blonde and looked like a princess. Lu Mingfei had a favorite, very pretty glass ball; it was indigo blue with shimmering silver specks, like the starry sky after a summer rain.

When people play marbles, they use their own marbles to try and hit other people's marbles. Whoever hits the marble gets a point.

Lu Mingfei held that beautiful glass ball and never lost. Every time he won, the girl would watch from the side holding her doll. Every time Lu Mingfei won a ball, she would cheer.

One day, one of the doll's eyes broke, and the girl cried very sadly. Lu Mingfei then put his glass marble into the eye.

He still won every game, and the girl still cheered for him while holding the doll. Every time he saw the doll's starry indigo eyes, Lu Mingfei felt that the glass ball was still his and still by his side.

On the eve of graduation, the girl gave him her doll.

Later, when he went to junior high school, his parents hadn't come to pick him up for several years, and his uncle and aunt gradually became impatient with him. One day when he came home, his aunt told him to throw away all his dirty and cluttered things that were taking up space.

Lu Mingfei ran over to check, and found that the doll and the glass ball were gone.

He lost something very important—maybe a doll, maybe a marble, maybe his aunt and uncle's affection, or something else entirely.

The colorful lanterns that were hung at both ends of the street during the Spring Festival have not yet been taken down, swaying in the wind along with the big red lanterns.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang remained silent. The festive atmosphere on the street had not yet dissipated, and it looked as if two half-gray hedgehogs had suddenly appeared.

"Senior Brother Chu, which university did you attend?"

With the intention of getting Chu Zihang to spend money on breakfast, Lu Mingfei decided to change the atmosphere and change the subject.

“Kassel College, in Chicago, USA,” Chu Zihang replied immediately.

There's nothing wrong with mentioning the name Kassel College; you can find it on American education websites, as long as you don't reveal what Kassel College actually does.

“Never heard of it,” Lu Mingfei said curiously. “Is it one of those niche but very prestigious schools?”

“It’s a private university, and it’s not very well-known,” Chu Zihang said.

That's fairly true, if we don't consider the reputation of the mixed-race world.

"As expected of Senior Brother Chu!" Lu Mingfei immediately flattered him.

Chu Zihang suddenly felt something was wrong—he came to observe Lu Mingfei, but it seemed like Lu Mingfei was now in control of the conversation?

"I really envy Senior Brother Chu for being able to go abroad. I'd be lucky if I could even get into a top-tier university." Lu Mingfei sighed sincerely.

“You could consider Kassel College,” Chu Zihang said. “You’re likely to get accepted if you apply.”

Of course, this only applies to Lu Mingfei.

“Senior Brother Chu, don’t joke around. Who are you and who am I? You’d probably get accepted to Harvard or Oxford with ease, but I’d struggle to get into some American diploma mill,” Lu Mingfei said. “Besides, isn’t Kassel College a private university? The tuition must be outrageously expensive. I doubt even selling my uncle’s BMW would be enough to cover it.”

“Those with outstanding qualifications can be exempted from tuition fees,” Chu Zihang said.

Chu Zihang now seems like an agent for diploma mills, or even a shady one, trying every means to trick people into falling into their traps.

"Tuition waiver?" Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up, then he shook his head. "Forget it, they say it requires outstanding qualifications, so I definitely won't have a chance with something like this."

Next time he goes to that world, he must try to see if he can bring back jewelry, gold, silver and other valuables.

If he could, he would be rich.

Or if he can't bring it all with him, he could learn some technology from Tony, apply for a patent, and sell it; he could probably make a lot of money that way.

However, the thought of studying made Lu Mingfei feel overwhelmed. Not only was his mind blank, but he also felt even hungrier.

Just as the atmosphere was getting right, Lu Mingfei was about to borrow money from Chu Zihang when he saw Chu Zihang's expression change slightly.

Subconsciously following Chu Zihang's gaze, Lu Mingfei saw a very familiar car.

It's a Maybach.

Chu Zihang's eyelids twitched slightly—he couldn't stand the Maybach.

Unfortunately, the Maybach stopped right in front of them.

The back door opened, and Su Xiaoqiang stepped out dressed in red, like a flowing flame, leaping and dancing.

"Lu Mingfei? Senior Brother Chu?!" Su Xiaoqiang was shocked. "How did you two end up together?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "Great!"

Another meal ticket.