Know Yourself in the Dragon World

"Lu Mingfei:

This weekend, the Lionheart Club will hold a competition on the college's playground.

We sincerely invite all members of the Freshman Association to attend. We would like to inform you of this.

Chu Zihang"

Lu Mingfei stroked his chin, stared at the screen and pondered for a long time, and finally said, "There is something fishy, ​​something is wrong."

"Oh? Chairman Lu, what do you think is the trick? Do you think it's a Hongmen Banquet, just like the one with Caesar?" Finkel asked.

"It's not a big deal. Didn't Chairman Lu handle Caesar's Hongmen Feast?" Han Qiu said nonchalantly, "Old Lu, accept it. Why can't you accept this invitation?"

"Who would hold an event in a large playground, especially a competition?" Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"The Lionheart Club has held this before." Whenever Finkel mentioned the past, he always had a very proud expression on his face. Senior Eight didn't seem to have much to brag about except for his experience. "The main event was still indiscriminate fighting, which was previously held within the Lionheart Club."

"Undiscriminate fighting? Octagon cage?" Han Qiu asked.

Finkel raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, a very big octagonal cage."

"Fierce and vigorous." Han Qiu praised: "As expected of the Lionheart Society."

"There's another handicap to be opened." Finkel was only thinking about the money. "Chairman Lu, please agree to it quickly. If you don't agree, there will be no suspense in this handicap, and there will be nothing to earn."

"Do you really want to agree?" Lu Mingfei hesitated, "Or should I discuss it with Qilan?"

"It's not mandatory to play, it's fine to join in the fun." Finkel asked, "Are you the chairman, or is Qilan the chairman?"

"Old Lu, now that the 'Bronze Plan' is back, you've been training for so long, it's time to see the results." Han Qiu patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder.

"Well... okay, I'll reply to the email and notify everyone in the freshman social." Lu Mingfei's fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard.

"This is our good chairman." Finkel also began to write press releases.

Han Qiu was the only one left with nothing done, and he suddenly felt a little bored.

"Fingal, is the aesthetic of violence the tradition of the Lionheart Society?" Han Qiu asked.

"Yes, because the Lionheart Club has a long history and has existed since the establishment of the academy. The original meaning of 'Lionheart Club' is 'the club that releases the lion's heart', which means a group of people who release courage. They are not only good at fighting, but most importantly, they dare to fight. The word 'cowardly' is not in the dictionary of the Lionheart Club at all." Finkel sighed, "In the past, the Lionheart Club was the first club in the academy, and the Student Union had no power to compete. So, you should understand how powerful Caesar is."

After spending a long time with Han Qiu and Lu Mingfei, Finkel got used to calling Caesar "Caesar the Great".

"What about the president before Chu Zihang?" Han Qiu continued to ask.

"I don't know. I'm not familiar with him. I'm in the Student Union. Why would I be so familiar with the Lionheart Society?" Finkel replied.

"OK! All the emails are done." Lu Mingfei stretched out in his chair, "I don't play in the octagon cage."

"It won't be up to you then." Han Qiu smiled like a fox.

"Well... theoretically, it's president versus president." Finkel gave Lu Mingfei a thumbs up, "I believe in you, Chairman Lu. Don't worry, Chu Zihang is just the president of the Lionheart Club. Other aspects can be questioned, but when it comes to fighting, no one dares to say he can't do it. It has been like this for generations."

In short, he is the best fighter in the violent aesthetics club.

"I just lay on the ground." Lu Mingfei said.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'll open a betting line at that time to see how many moves Lu Mingfei, the chairman of the Freshman Association, can take on Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Club."

"The venue should be closed by then, right?" Han Qiu was puzzled. "You are from the student union, how did you get in?"

"The mountain man has his own ingenious plan." Finkel's face was serious and couldn't be more serious. "I can crawl through the dog hole."

……

A happy weekend starts with the cheers from the college playground.

Lu Mingfei walked at the front of the team, followed by Qilan and Ling.

The huge octagonal cage can be seen from a distance, and two people are warming up in the cage.

There is no need to wait for the members of the freshman fraternity to arrive; the Lionheart Club has already started the comparison.

The violent aesthetic style of the painting made Lu Mingfei feel a little uncomfortable.

But not far away, the tables connected to each other were filled with fruits and food.

Lu Mingfei smelled the aroma of pizza wafting past him.

Girls in their respective aprons walked past the freshman fraternity group with freshly baked pizzas, "Excuse me, excuse me."

She met Lu Mingfei's gaze and said with a smile, "Chairman Lu, you're here?"

Chairman Lu, what a nice title.

However, Lu Mingfei still feels like he is in a dream today.

Whether it is the Lionheart Club or the Student Union, Chu Zihang and Caesar are both extremely powerful, so what do I have?

Exchange life for strength?

He often turns his phone off and on again late at night, staring at that 3/4, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Yeah, just arrived." Lu Mingfei responded with a smile, "The pizza smells great."

Lu Mingfei certainly recognized this girl, Susie. She was shot dead by him on the day of freedom, and she was on Finger's beauty rankings, accompanying Nuonuo at the New Year's Eve party held by the freshman fraternity.

Although we didn't have much social interaction, I had heard of him for a long time and had met him a few times.

"If you're hungry, eat something first. I just baked it," said Susie.

"Susie." Qilan stepped forward with a smile, "Can I help you get it?"

"Thank you." Susie was finally able to free up one hand.

"Senior Brother, oh no, where is Chu Zihang?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"They're cutting ham. There are too many people, so this amount of pizza is not enough." Susie replied.

"Cut... ham?" Lu Mingfei was a little overwhelmed.

He imagined the scene of Chu Zihang carrying Murasame and cutting ham.

What is this all about?

"Want to go see him?" Susie asked.

“That’s fine…but I want to eat a pizza.” Lu Mingfei’s stomach growled.

For a moment, everyone around started laughing.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that this activity was not so scary, as long as he did not watch the violent aesthetics in the octagon cage.

But he still couldn't help but take a look. Wow, this punch... twenty years of kung fu.

"Don't worry, the school's doctor is here too." Susie put the pizza on the table and started cutting it. "For activities like this, we always ask for a doctor to come and take care of it. Here's your pizza."

"Thank you." Lu Mingfei took a small bite, "It's delicious."

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Lu Mingfei and Han Qiu leaned against the door, one on the left and one on the right, watching Chu Zihang finish cutting two hams.

The knife skills are superb and the ham slices are of uniform thickness.

Chu Zihang took a look at the ham slices in the basket and confirmed that there were enough, then he took off his apron.

"Aren't you going to sit on the playground?" Chu Zihang asked the two indifferently.

"It's the same if we go later." Han Qiu said, "It's not common for senior brother to cut vegetables. It looks better than the octagonal cage."

"And we want to eat freshly baked pizza here," said Lu Mingfei.

"I'm sorry, the Lionheart Club rarely holds large-scale banquets like the one the Student Union and you have, so we're sorry for the poor hospitality," said Chu Zihang.

"President! Is the ham not cut yet?" Susie shouted outside.

Chu Zihang picked up the basket and said, "I'll go deliver the ham first."

Han Qiu and Lu Mingfei made way, and faced with such an unexpected scene, the corners of their mouths rose at the same time.