Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Lu Mingfei led Han Qiu to the empty classroom.

Han Qiu didn't understand. Is it necessary to make a high school club so formal?

An interview is still required.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw three desks placed in a row in the empty classroom.

"The one on the left is Zhao Menghua, the one in the middle is the president Chen Wenwen, and the one on the right is Su Xiaoqiang. May you be blessed."

Lu Mingfei whispered the situation.

"Lu Mingfei, there's nothing for you to do now, just go and do your own thing." Zhao Menghua said.

Young Master Zhao is worthy of being Young Master Zhao. In order to appear formal, he even wore a tie... a Hermès one.

Seeing Han Qiu coming, he took off his Cartier watch and put it on the table, his eyes calm yet majestic.

Good, good, good.

Han Qiu has a thousand horses galloping in his heart. Are you trying to act cool in front of me?

Is it great to be rich?

“Oh, okay.” Lu Mingfei walked out of the classroom dejectedly.

Hey, hey, hey, Han Qiu really wants to pull Lu Mingfei back, can you dare to be less tempered?

You are not a handyman, you are a member!

"Please sit down." Chen Wenwen looked up at Han Qiu.

His pupils were like the surface of a lake, reflecting the sunlight from outside the window.

Han Qiu looked at Chen Wenwen and Su Xiaoqiang.

He knew that Lu Mingfei had a crush on a girl named "Chen Wenwen", although Lu Mingfei did not admit it.

But boys understand boys best, and divas understand divas best. Han Qiu could confirm it just from the glance Lu Mingfei gave him in the cafeteria on the day they first met.

He had that look before.

Indeed, Chen Wenwen is very beautiful, has a literary and artistic air, a soft voice, and dresses in the style of Bai Yueguang.

Sitting there, there is a kind of aura.

In terms of appearance alone, Su Xiaoqiang next to him is even better.

Han Qiu sat down and looked at Zhao Menghua.

"Why are you looking at me?" Zhao Menghua frowned.

"Oh, it's okay. I've heard a lot about you. I've heard a lot about you." Han Qiu withdrew his gaze.

"Let's get started." Chen Wenwen asked the first question, "Why do you want to join our literature club?"

"Yes, I like reading very much. I have collected the poetry collections of Cangyang Gyatso, or the prose collections of Bai Luomei."

Han Qiu used the little knowledge he had learned from high school.

Chen Wenwen nodded and continued to ask: "Novels, essays and poems, which one do you prefer?"

"Novels," Han Qiu said. "Although I really want to answer poetry, which would make it seem more stylish, I don't like lying."

"What's your favorite novel?" Zhao Menghua launched an offensive.

“One Hundred Years of Solitude.”

Han Qiuxin thought: I can't say it's "Fights Break Sphere", right?

"Su Xiaoqiang, don't you want to ask something?" Zhao Menghua looked at Su Xiaoqiang.

Su Xiaoqiang thought for a moment and asked, "You have a good relationship with Lu Mingfei?"

Is this question... related to the interview?

But Han Qiu still answered.

"pretty good."

"Then I don't agree with you joining the club." Su Xiaoqiang snorted coldly.

"Why?" Han Qiu was confused about the situation.

"He and I are enemies." said Su Xiaoqiang.

This story begins at the beginning of my freshman year in high school.

Lu Mingfei, who didn't know what love was, fell in love with Chen Wenwen at first sight. This bastard was always outspoken and said to the always proud "little angel" Su Xiaoqiang: I guess Chen Wenwen is the beauty of the new class.

Su Xiaoqiang has always been resentful about this matter.

"Su Xiaoqiang, stop making trouble." Chen Wenwen said, "I agree."

Zhao Menghua, Master Zhao, looked at Han Qiu and felt displeased with him.

Fortunately, there is Chen Wenwen, and he decided to support Chen Wenwen's decision.

"I agree."

Han Qiu heard a familiar prompt:

The mission has been completed, the bloodline has been upgraded, and the Word Spirit·Bloodline Knot, serial number 02, has been obtained.

Pretty!

Han Qiu shouted in his heart.

He stood up, stretched out his right hand, and said, "Thank you, everyone."

Only Chen Wenwen shook hands with him, her white and soft palm, for a brief moment.

Han Qiu noticed Lu Mingfei's gaze. This guy was hiding outside the window and peeking inside.

When Lu Mingfei saw Han Qiu and Chen Wenwen shaking hands, his heart trembled.

He suddenly felt a little timid. It turned out that touching a girl's hand was not that difficult.

By the way, the weather is really hot.

It was a hot summer and the cicadas were chirping non-stop.

He was outside, in the scorching sun.

It wasn't much better inside, it was as hot as a furnace.

Am I eavesdropping? He realized the problem.

Isn’t this behavior a bit bad?

Forget it, it’s okay, I’m just worried that my friend won’t pass the interview.

He didn't notice that the outline of the window was no longer smooth in the sunlight because his head bulged out a little.

"Leave me your phone number so I can notify you of club activities." said Chen Wenwen.

"Don't learn from Lu Mingfei." Su Xiaoqiang said.

Zhao Menghua put on his watch silently.

Han Qiu felt a little sympathetic towards Lu Mingfei. How could this guy stay in the club?

Secret crush, enemy, and the arrogant rich second generation.

With these three together...can he be at ease?

Han Qiu left his phone number and asked, "Isn't it mandatory to attend the event?"

"Well, but I'll still try my best to participate." Chen Wenwen emphasized.

……

"So, this is your secret base!"

Han Qiu sat on the edge of the rooftop with his legs dangling in the air.

It's like standing on a cliff, leaning over and looking down. The height of a six-story building is dangerous yet exciting.

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei was in a state of extreme relaxation, with his mind full of wild and bizarre thoughts.

The whole city is brightly lit, and the tall buildings seen from afar look like flowing, fluorescent cages made of light.

“It should be cool to live in a high-rise building,” he said.

Han Qiu shook his head. "Commercial high-rise buildings and residential high-rise buildings are two different concepts... or they can be said to be the same concept, both are cages."

“A cage?” Lu Mingfei said nonchalantly, “I’m in a cage now too. I feel like this world is a giant cage, no, it should be called a beehive.”

"How long have we known each other?" Han Qiu suddenly asked.

"It's been almost a month, right?" Lu Mingfei looked at Han Qiu suspiciously, "Are you planning to celebrate some kind of anniversary?"

"You've watched too many TV dramas." Han Qiu admired Lu Mingfei's train of thought. "That's the kind of ritual that only lovers would do."

"I know." Lu Mingfei said.

Suddenly, the roar of an internal combustion engine was heard from the street not far away.

That was the unique roar of a wild bull.

The two young men's attention was immediately drawn to it.

"It's a sports car." Lu Mingfei's mind began to wander again, "It would be great if I could drive a car like this."

Drive a car like this, park it at the school gate, and invite Chen Wenwen to spend a romantic sunset together.

Unfortunately, Lu Mingfei is not the domineering president, and Chen Wenwen is not Cinderella.

If we really consider the future, the probability of Chen Wenwen driving a sports car is much greater than that of Lu Mingfei.

"Lamborghini." Han Qiu said, "More than 3000 million. If we don't consider the life span, we should be able to afford it."

Lu Mingfei remained silent, watching the Lamborghini drive away. The roaring sound disappeared, and the humming air-conditioning unit on the rooftop brought him back to reality from his fantasy.

He realized that some of the ice cream had melted and was dripping onto his fingers.

This is the ice cream Han Qiu bought for me, we can’t waste it!

He licked his fingers without caring about his image.

"Can you care about your image?" Han Qiu said with a smile, "If you want to drive a Lamborghini, you should first show a style that matches it."

"I think Wuling Hongguang is pretty good." Lu Mingfei bit into the crispy cone, "A van like that. As a soliciting driver in this city, it would be best if I could take more orders to schools and send those beautiful girls."

"Where's the future?"

Lu Mingfei hung his head. “Although I often fantasize about being a hero who saves the world, I know that it’s just a fantasy.”

"I have thought about becoming a teacher, looking back at my past self and my former friends. But with my grades, being a teacher is a bit misleading."

"If you can't be a tout, you can be a newsstand owner, like the grandfather downstairs."

"I really like to see other people's youth, which radiates endless light."

The streets in the distance are busy with traffic, and the car lights converge into a stream of light.

Lu Mingfei began to fantasize again, imagining himself as a dot in the stream of light. He hadn't even figured out his own way, but was busy sending this group of people home and sending that group of people to faraway places.

He didn't think about whether the guests would like his Wuling Hongguang.

He just felt that he could only afford Wuling Hongguang.

Han Qiu turned to look at Lu Mingfei. He couldn’t understand how a guy like this could become the protagonist. It was unfair, wasn’t it?

"Is there anything on my face?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Ice cream at the corner of your mouth," Han Qiu reminded.

Lu Mingfei wiped it off and smiled embarrassedly.

Suddenly, Han Qiu saw something in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

He seemed to be looking directly into Lu Mingfei's soul. Deep in his soul was a man, dressed in a suit and tie, with an evil smile on his face.

In just a short moment, Han Qiu almost fell down.

“Hey, hey, hey, be careful!” Lu Mingfei was startled, “I won’t bring you up next time.”

Mr. Han's voice came to Han Qiu's ears: "Did you see it? If you saw it, shut up. Don't mention this to anyone, including Lu Mingfei."

what is that?

Han Qiu's hair stood on end.

Devil?