Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

"Heh..." Looking at the back of Lu Mingfei fleeing in embarrassment, Su Xiaoqiang sneered, as if he saw Lu Mingfei who was dejected in front of her the day after tomorrow, and was ruthlessly laughed at by her.

It's cool to think about!

And her demeanor fell into Aunt Mei's eyes, and it was another scene——

The eldest lady stared at the back of her classmate leaving, showing a smile full of emotion, as if thinking of something very happy.

No, you must report to the master immediately!

……

Express hotel, Lu Mingfei's room.

Taking the violin out of the case, Lu Mingfei recalled the information he found at Su Xiaoqiang's house, and tried to pick up the violin with the bow resting on the strings.

At the same time, at the concert in his memory, the image of the violinist's performance flashed back in his mind, but because he didn't pay attention to the performance, all the memories Lu Mingfei could find were fragmented and he could not learn. too much.

Finally he pulled the bow, and music flowed from the bowstring to the string... let's call it music.

It took less than half an hour to go from not being able to make a tune at the beginning to being able to hear a tune basically.

Although it's not as good as Su Xiaoqiang's, it's a good start.

Lu Mingfei firmly believed that as long as he persisted in practicing, he would be able to give Su Xiaoqiang a "surprise" the day after tomorrow.

Moreover, Su Xiaoqiang said that she is a light sleeper and is easily woken up, so the bedroom was specially soundproofed during decoration, and the sound can only be transmitted to the bedroom when she knocks on the door and speaks loudly.

The reverse is also true.

So tomorrow he can also practice the violin when he rests after copying the research materials.

enough!

On his mobile phone, Lu Mingfei opened the teaching videos and scores he had downloaded from the Internet, and put himself into practice again.

Two and a half hours later, except for a few details, he is not a beginner at all.

It was at this moment that there was a knock on the door of his room.

The young and beautiful female receptionist stood outside the door, gently but firmly expressing the hope that he would stop dragging it down. There were already customers complaining around.

Lu Mingfei quickly and sincerely admitted his mistake and apologized, promising that he would never play the violin again.

Can't practice in the room...

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and walked out of the hotel with his piano case on his back.

It's not too late now, there are still scattered pedestrians on the street, Lu Mingfei walked for a while on the street, found a higher flower bed, leaned the piano case against the wall of the flower bed, and sat on the flower bed by himself Along the way, start practicing the violin.

This is considered a commercial street, and there are generally no residents, so there is no need to worry too much about disturbing the residents.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes slightly, immersed himself in the rapid progress, and the sound of the piano became more and more pleasant. Although it is still not as good as Su Xiaoqiang, at least it is not unpleasant.

During the performance, he vaguely felt the sound of breathing around him, so he opened his eyes, just in time to see a girl put a 20-yuan note beside him.

Lu Mingfei stopped playing, and looked at the girl who gave the money.

The girl is not very beautiful, but her eyes are very clean, and Lu Mingfei's delicate and handsome face is reflected in her pupils.

"That...Come on!" The girl blushed and encouraged Lu Mingfei, then covered her face and fled.

Lu Mingfei looked at her back and fell into deep thought.

Did she... think of me as a street performer? !

Outrageous!

There is a certain person in my way, although he has no money, but he also has backbone, even if he wants to perform, he will not use this half-baked piano art to do it!I have to rely on my own ability to eat with dignity!

A gentleman does not eat food that is cheap!

Lu Mingfei felt admiration for his strength of character in his heart, but out of the corner of his vision, he saw another girl looking at him. She hesitated in place, as if she wanted to come over, holding a banknote in her hand.

It's 50 yuan!

Lu Mingfei hesitated for half a second, then set up the violin again and started playing.

The girl stepped forward hesitantly, and put 50 yuan beside Lu Mingfei, but she did not leave like the last girl did, but retreated some distance, as if she was enjoying the music, but her eyes fell on Lu Mingfei's face from time to time superior.

Lu Mingfei continued to play the violin with half-baked technique, feeling at ease.

A gentleman also wants to eat, and exchanging labor for money is not ashamed, not ashamed.

……

The next day, at night.

It's still the commercial street, or the flower bed.

Lu Mingfei was still sitting there, with the piano case leaning against the wall of the flower bed.

During the rest time during the day, he secretly practiced the violin in Su Xiaoqiang's bedroom for a while.

In addition to the practice of "show performing arts" last night, the level has improved by leaps and bounds.

Now his piano skills have completely surpassed Su Xiaoqiang in a few specific pieces, and there were many people around when he was playing, and there were stacks of banknotes of different amounts beside him.

Lu Mingfei is very satisfied with making money with his labor, but there is one thing he can't understand.

Why are the onlookers and the money givers all girls?

Lu Mingfei was puzzled. After thinking about it, he could only attribute it to the fact that the violin audience may be more female.

The melody of the violin lingers around the flower beds. Although there are only a few flowers blooming this season, they are still enough to match the music.

Suddenly, several low exclamations sounded, which were not obvious under the melody of the violin, but Lu Mingfei could still detect it. He opened his eyes and saw a tall and tall old man walking out of the surrounding girls.

We finally have a male audience!

This was Lu Mingfei's first reaction.

Then he noticed that the old man was not only the only male in his audience, but also the only foreigner in his audience.

And also a handsome old white gentleman, just don't know if he is European or American.

However, Lu Mingfei was surrounded by foreigners in Tony's world, so he didn't find it strange. He just took a look at it, and then he continued to play with a sinking heart.

But he saw the foreign grandfather took out a big thick red envelope and handed it to him.

Lu Mingfei: ? ? ?

Thanks to Wen Yuesheng for the unique 1100 point coins, thanks to the ancestors of Zhuxia for the 500 point coins, thanks to SG Mitsui for the 500 point coins, thank you for the 12138 point coins of 200 next time, thank you for the 33320 point coins of J100, thank you~

36. Chapter 36 Lu Mingfei: I read a lot, you can’t fool me

Commercial street, street.

Lu Mingfei sat on the flower bed. The old man who looked like a noble gentleman put the red envelope on a pile of banknotes beside him, retreated into the crowd, and continued to listen to Lu Mingfei's performance.

After a long time, when the sky was getting dark and most of the people around had left, Lu Mingfei stopped playing, thanked the rest of the people, and then put away the violin.

Lu Mingfei sorted out his gains for the day, and the others also dispersed. Only the old man who gave the big red envelope was still standing there, looking at Lu Mingfei with a smile, as if there was a bit of elder kindness in his expression.

Although I don’t know why a foreigner would give me a red envelope, but such misunderstandings between different cultures are not uncommon, so Lu Mingfei accepted it with peace of mind.

Just because of the education he received since he was a child, he was too embarrassed to open the red envelope to see how much money he had in front of others.

"Are you Lu Mingfei?" The old man stepped forward and asked.

"Ah?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, "You know me?"

"Can we chat?" The old man pointed to the coffee shop not far away.

Lu Mingfei squeezed the red envelope in his hand, it was thick and heavy.

"No problem." Lu Mingfei said decisively.

……

in the cafe.

Although it is still open late at night, this is a small city after all, even in a more prosperous commercial area, there are few customers in the coffee shop.

In the corner of the coffee shop, Lu Mingfei sat opposite the old man.

The old man looked at Lu Mingfei with emotion on his face: "Like, really like."

"Ah? What did you say?" Lu Mingfei didn't understand.

"Let me introduce myself," the old man said, "My name is Hilbert Jean Angers, and I am the principal of Cassel College."

Kassel College?

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised, isn't this the school of Senior Brother Chu?

After being surprised, he felt a burst of admiration—as expected of Senior Brother Chu, he could be a student to the point where the principal came to him on his own initiative.

This was his first reaction. After all, senior brother Chu was often named and praised by the principal at Shilan Middle School, and received in person. Now that he is in college, it is not incomprehensible for an American principal to receive senior brother Chu across the country, right?

But immediately, Anger's next sentence made Lu Mingfei stunned.

"At the same time, I am also a friend of your great-grandfather, or a good brother, and your parents are honorary alumni of our school." Anger said.

After a few seconds of blank mind, Lu Mingfei managed to regain his senses, and began to think as calmly as possible.

He regretted that he didn't wear colored contact lenses today. If he wanted to concentrate on thinking about something completely, his eyes would turn golden subconsciously.

This old man, in the words of Ange, has too much information.

First of all, he said that he was a friend of his great-grandfather. Great-grandfather, that is, grandfather's grandfather, was four generations taller than Lu Mingfei. If the old man in front of him was a friend of his great-grandfather, even if he was younger than his great-grandfather, he should be older. One hundred years old.

How does this look like a hundred-year-old person?

If it weren't for his silver-white hair and beard, and the wrinkles on his face, someone would believe him if he was 50 or even 40 years old, okay?

But...it's not impossible.

Lu Mingfei remembered very clearly that after Tony studied his blood, he told him some confirmed research findings, one of which was certain that his lifespan would be longer than that of ordinary humans.

He had discussed with Tony before that it was more likely that his power came from his parents, that is to say, his parents were not extraordinary people, and the old man in front of him said that he was friends with his great-grandfather, and his parents were theirs. Alumni of the school...

Lu Mingfei had a premonition that a certain area of ​​this world that is not noticed by ordinary people is opening the door to him.

"Hello principal, goodbye principal."