Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Lu Mingfei looked at Han Qiu in front of him and wondered which starving ghost’s reincarnation this was.

Han Qiu swept the plate clean like a whirlwind.

The food at Shilan Middle School is really good! It tastes much better than the university cafeteria.

"You can't eat anymore?" Han Qiu looked at Lu Mingfei's plate.

"You eat it." Lu Mingfei pushed the plate over.

"How can we waste food?" Han Qiu said, "I, Han Qiu, hate wasting things the most. I usually eat every grain of rice in the bowl."

"You gave me a weird feeling at first." Lu Mingfei picked his teeth with his fingernails without caring about his image. "Now you feel even weirder."

"Is it weird?"

"What do you think?"

"Maybe it's because I'm quite socially inclined."

"What kind of beef is Sheniu? Is it delicious?"

"Sheniu is not a food, it is a description of personality. The full name is 'social idiocy'. It means not afraid of embarrassment and very outgoing." Han Qiu explained patiently.

"But I think you are embarrassed." Lu Mingfei stared into Han Qiu's eyes.

Nonsense, this is not a mission. Who would make friends like this for no reason?

Han Qiu could only say: "It's a little embarrassing, but I guess I'm getting to know you."

Lu Mingfei did not respond. He was secretly looking at Chen Wenwen five tables away.

She was so elegant and quiet even when eating, gently lifting her hair and eating in small bites.

Han Qiu followed Lu Mingfei's gaze and his eyes lit up.

White dress, white flat shoes, isn’t this a pure white moonlight outfit!

"Do you like her?" Han Qiu asked in a low voice.

Lu Mingfei quickly retracted his gaze and shook his head, "No, no, what are you thinking about all day? Your thinking is amazing enough. Have you finished eating? I have to go back to the classroom first."

He tried clumsily to hide his panic, but eyes are the windows to the soul, they can deceive others but not himself.

"Ok, right away!"

Han Qiu showed off his speed of eating lunch which was not common among ordinary people. This was after two years of easing into the routine in college. Back when he was in high school which was a hell mode, if he spent more than five minutes eating lunch, he was unworthy of being a college entrance examination candidate!

Lu Mingfei widened his eyes, with a gleam in them.

If this isn’t the best, then what is?

Although this kid is a little neurotic, he is just what I like!

He looks shabby and doesn't care about his image.

Same kind, absolutely the same kind.

Friendship between men is often so strange, the main feature is that they share the same interests.

No, no, no, we share the same ideals.

"Let's go, retreat." Han Qiu stood up.

At this moment, Mr. Han's voice rang in his mind:

Mission: Make friends with Chu Zihang.

Target person: Chu Zihang.

Personality traits: silent and introverted, polite and distant, and somewhat expressionless.

Mission reward: bloodline improvement, obtain the next word spirit.

Han Qiu was stunned.

The name Chu Zihang is well-known and needs no introduction.

Even if Han Qiu had not read the original novel, he knew of its existence.

The legendary famous scenes: rainy night, viaduct, Maybach.

This mission is good, very good.

"Lu Mingfei, do you know Chu Zihang?" Han Qiu asked on the way back to the classroom.

"Everyone in Shilan Middle School knows him, but there are very few people he can know." Lu Mingfei was full of envy, "God, the only true God in Shilan Middle School."

Lu Mingfei recalled a sentence: Who in the world deserves to wear white clothes?

In the entire Shilan Middle School, is there anyone who dares to say that he is more worthy of white clothes than Chu Zihang?

"I mean, are you familiar with him?"

Lu Mingfei shrugged, "Sorry, I don't deserve it."

"...Then why are you talking so much? I thought you were going to say that you are just one of the very few, a tiny fraction on the tip of a drop in the ocean."

"You think too highly of me. Why are you asking him?"

Han Qiu thought for a moment and said, "I want to make friends with him."

Lu Mingfei looked at him as if he was mentally retarded and said, "He is not like me, who was dismissed with just a copy of 'Novel Illustrations'."

"Then... ten copies of 'Novel Drawings'?"

"This is not the business of Xiaoshuohui." Lu Mingfei covered his face helplessly, "For the sake of our friendship, I'll give you a suggestion."

"Oh? Please give me some advice." Han Qiu said, "I'll take care of the next issue of 'Novel Drawing' for you."

"Brother, based on what you said, you are no longer my friend, you are my brother." Lu Mingfei perked up.

"Say it quickly."

"He's the center of the school team. Go to the basketball court and show your strength to make him interested in you. He often plays basketball alone on the court after school. You can try your luck." Lu Mingfei asked, "How good are you at basketball?"

“It’s hard to find an opponent.”

"It's stable. I tell you, it's stable."

"Then come with me to see him after school this afternoon." Han Qiu took the opportunity to ask.

"I have to go home early, so I can't go. If you want to get someone to help you, I suggest you find someone respectable."

"I have no other friends. You're the only one."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei turned and looked at Han Qiu.

There was not a trace of falsehood in Han Qiu's sure and confident look.

Lu Mingfei inexplicably felt like he was looking in a mirror.

"Not really? With your personality, you have no friends?" he asked.

"Really." Han Qiu replied.

Isn’t it true?

This was only my first day here, and in the fabricated history, I had a very bad relationship with my classmates and I was alone in school every day.

Normally I go to class, go home after class, and go online after school all night.

When no one is watching you, you are free, unrestrained, and have no friends.

In fact, Han Qiu quite likes such days.

"Well... I can't go with you for too long, otherwise I will miss the bus back." Lu Mingfei said.

He didn't know why he agreed, it seemed like he was doing it out of sympathy.

"Take a taxi. I'll pay for it and take you back."

"That's it!"

The two hit it off.

……

There was an inexplicable sense of desolation in Shilan Middle School after school. It was the first time that Han Qiu enjoyed high school life without evening self-study.

Such a school naturally lacks the sense of urgency, and he grew up in an environment of urgency and was somewhat uncomfortable with it.

He and Lu Mingfei were hanging out in the school.

The playground was empty, with only the breeze gently blowing across the grass.

The sunlight shines through the branches of the trees beside the road and falls on the ground, forming patches of mottled light and shadows.

"I heard the sound of the ball hitting the basket," said Han Qiu.

"It should be him."

"how do you know?"

"Sometimes I go back a little late and see it."

“Are you sure how many times?”

"Well, often."

Lu Mingfei quickly quickened his pace and came to the door.

He didn't want to continue chatting about himself with this top-notch person.

I couldn't tell this guy that I was going home late to avoid my cousin Lu Mingze, who was a pretty famous guy in the first year of high school, right?

You can't say that in order to save some money, you deliberately don't take the bus and walk home to save a little pocket money, right?

That's too bad.

"We're lucky, he's still here." Lu Mingfei pointed to the basketball hoop in the corner.

Han Qiu looked over.

The tall and thin boy dribbled, shot and slam-dunked by himself.

The movements are skillful and smooth, and every jump has a hint of unruliness.

The light fell on him, outlining his firm muscles and exuding a unique charm.

However, his eyes revealed a deep loneliness.

He seemed cut off from the world around him, existing only in his own world.

"I admit what you said, this is indeed a true god, a cool male god!" Han Qiu said: "Even if I was at my peak appearance, I would have to retreat if I met him."

"You are the most shameless person I have ever met." Lu Mingfei muttered.

"Have it?"

"You don't even realize how shameless you are. I really want to stay away from you when I see you." Lu Mingfei urged, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to go back."

"Okay, watch my show." Han Qiu walked towards Chu Zihang.

Just after taking a step, Chu Zihang made a slam dunk with a clang sound.

Can this be deducted?

Han Qiuren was stunned. What kind of basketball is this? Do you think you are filming a TV series?

Is this the level of a high school student?

Seeing Han Qiu pause, Lu Mingfei asked in a low voice, "Are you scared? How about we go?"

What a shame, what a shame! What a shame!

Han Qiu turned around and patted his chest, saying, "That doesn't exist. Look at me holding it with one hand."

He walked forward fearlessly and bravely.

D-level bloodline, no problem, he told himself.

"Can we play together for a while?" Han Qiu asked, and then introduced himself: "I'm Han Qiu from the second year of high school, your junior, and I've heard of your name for a long time."

Chu Zihang stopped, holding the basketball and looking at the boy in front of him without saying a word.

Han Qiu didn't know how to deal with this serious silence.

In addition, Chu Zihang's calm eyes were as deep as the abyss, and one felt his whole body shivering when looking into his eyes.

"Um...if you don't want to, I won't bother you anymore." Han Qiu said.

Just as he was about to turn around, Chu Zihang threw the ball to him.