Lu Mingfei: This panel is so fake!

Wang Zixin changed his clothes gloomily and walked towards the equipment area. He walked like a doll whose spring was about to run out, stumbling as if he might fall at any time.

Am I totally lost?

This world...is hell!

"I've only seen one person as talented as you before." Wang Zixin whispered to himself

"one?"

"The other one is our senior, Chu Zihang." Wang Zixin said in a low voice.

He still remembered the man. He was a typical Chinese handsome man with a broad forehead, dark and straight eyebrows, neat eyelashes, a straight nose and clear facial lines. Even if his expression was just calm, it was enough to capture the hearts of thousands of girls.

Thinking of this, Wang Zixin glanced at Lu Mingfei's face again and thought: This guy's appearance... doesn't seem to be that bad? If it were girls, maybe there would be a lot of people who would like him? Hiss... This guy seems to be more handsome than many Japanese gigolos?

Chapter 37 The Boy's Wish

"Chu Zihang."

A thoughtful look appeared on Lu Mingfei's face.

The name Chu Zihang is quite famous in Shilan Middle School. He is the male god of Shilan Middle School and the object of admiration of countless female students. He is a nearly perfect man. How could Lu Mingfei not know him?

only...

He never thought that anyone would contact Chu Zihang because of him. After all, Chu Zihang used to be an unreachable existence to him.

But then again, I seem to have met Chu Zihang a few times before. He greeted me briefly. I know him, but he may not know me. After all, I'm just an ordinary little guy, nothing worth paying attention to.

But not anymore

Lu Mingfei straightened his chest slowly and murmured to himself: I have changed. Now I am not just becoming a new person, but I have undergone a transformation. Just like a crab has to shed its original shell as it grows, I also have to shed some unnecessary impurities and then grow stronger and stronger.

"Lu Mingfei, are you interested in him?"

Wang Zixin suddenly asked.

"You seem to have some ideas?"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows.

"Of course. If I just saw that you are stronger than me, I would feel uncomfortable. If I saw that you are stronger than most people, then I wouldn't feel so uncomfortable, right?" Wang Zixin said with a free and easy smile.

"how do you want to do it?"

"Brother Chu Zihang has been to the Children's Palace before, and learned some beautiful sword skills there. Do you want to learn some sword skills as well? With your talent, you might be able to surpass him."

“Sounds great….”

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and then smiled and continued, "But I refuse."

"why?"

Wang Zixin asked curiously.

"There's no special reason, I just simply don't want to learn. Besides, why should I learn sword skills? Is it just because Chu Zihang has learned it? Do I have to learn it just because he has? I'm not Chu Zihang, why should I learn what he has learned?" Lu Mingfei asked as a matter of course.

"and you..."

"I'm good at shooting. I'm good with a spear. I'm going to be a spearman in the future. Why would I bother learning swordsmanship? Have you heard of this saying?"

"What words."

"The strongest sword technique is American Iai."

Lu Mingfei pointed his hand at Wang Zixin's head, making a gun gesture, and said, "Bang!"

"Interesting, hahahaha!"

Wang Zixin also laughed, very happily. He felt that what Lu Mingfei said was right. No matter how strong his swordsmanship was, could he be stronger than hot weapons? Now was the 21st century. The era of cold weapons had long passed. Hot weapons were the trend of the times.

but...

It is quite difficult to get weapons in China in this era. After all, they ban guns, which is somewhat different from the Free Federation that does not ban guns.

"Then why don't you learn something else? You have to stand out in Shilan Middle School, right? It would be so boring to live like a salted fish." Wang Zixin continued to urge with a smile.

"I want to go to the anime club to cosplay and visit comic conventions."

"No, is this all you aspire for? Don't you plan to learn piano or violin? If you play it at a party, it would be amazing!" Wang Zixin said in disbelief.

"But I'm not interested in those. You can let me learn some knowledge, but when it comes to actually studying, I really don't like learning those things." Lu Mingfei shrugged and said.

Although he is not popular anymore, he still has the same little hobbies as before. He didn't have the opportunity before, but now he has the chance to realize it.

This kind of hobby is fleeting. Maybe he won’t like it anymore tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If that time really comes, the wish will lose its original value even if it is fulfilled.

The coolest youth is not to make the most beneficial choices in every place, but to make choices that you will not regret later at every node. If Lu Mingfei gives up his hobbies now and learns things that he is not interested in, and then changes himself and doesn't like those things as much as before, how can he make up for what he has lost?

Or in other words, what can he gain by studying music? Will he become more dazzling in the eyes of outsiders in the future, at an uncertain opportunity?

But he only needs one person. His heart is small and he doesn't need to hold so many things. Just fill it with necessary things and then satisfy his hobbies. That's enough.

Lu Mingfei didn't really want to pursue fame and fortune, because he hated his aunt who pursued face but was like a faceless person. Junior high school students are like this, they don't need to have a direct connection to hate something, just hating his aunt is enough to extend to hating the pursuit of fame and fortune.

Very strange logic

But that's the reality

Lu Mingfei looked at the silent Wang Zixin and took the initiative to ask: "Oh, by the way, do you know Genji Heavy Industries?"

"I know, what's wrong?"

"I have a friend, his name is Yuan Zhisheng, and he seems to be from Genji Heavy Industries. Do you know what his position is in Genji Heavy Industries?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"It sounds a little familiar, but I can't seem to remember it for the moment. Hmm... Let me go back and check my notes to see if I can find it." Wang Zixin thought for a while and replied.

"notes?"

"Yes, I took notes and memorized some of the key figures in the company, but Genji Heavy Industries is a Japanese company after all, so I didn't take it that seriously when I was memorizing it, because the other party would most likely not have anything to do with a little guy like us, so there's no need."

Wang Zixin spoke frankly, but his eyes became strange as he spoke, and he asked curiously: "You said you know Yuan Zhisheng, or are you his friend?"

"Yes, I just met him not long ago."

"Although I forgot, I always feel that this guy seems to have a very high status. However, I always feel that someone with such a high status is unlikely to contact us. It's too strange. Why would he make friends with you?" Wang Zixin asked, touching his chin.

“Let’s talk about Japanese teachers and study materials?” Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and replied.

"..."

Wang Zixin was silent, sighed helplessly, and said: "I feel like you may have recognized the wrong person. When a guy of that level sees us, there is a high probability that he won't even bother to pay attention to us."

"He said his name was Yuan Zhisheng, and he had signed a contract with Su Xiaoqiang's father before, so he should be the real person."

"Ok?"

"Look, this is his contact information."

"Let me take a look..."

Wang Zixin looked at Lu Mingfei's phone and saw Yuan Zhisheng's space on the screen. There were not many things in the space, only a few photos and some daily feelings.

"Um..."

Wang Zixin became more and more absorbed in watching, feeling as if he had seen him somewhere before. Gradually, his pupils began to dilate, and he shouted in a clear and loud voice: "Fuck! What the hell! It's him! He's that Yuan Zhisheng!"

Chapter 38: Can’t escape from “Jie”?

"Ok?"

Lu Mingfei looked at Wang Zixin, who was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped to the ground, in doubt. He kindly went up to hold his chin and helped him close his mouth, then asked, "What's wrong? Do you know him? Is this guy very powerful?"

"He is not a powerful person, he...he..." Wang Zixin's lips were dry and his speech became halting.

"Could it be that... he is in the sex industry?"

Lu Mingfei asked in shock.

"..."

Wang Zixin was silent, as if Lu Mingfei's punch had shattered all his restraint and shock. He never expected that this guy would say such words at this time.

"Is it really?"

"No."

"Oh."

"..."

Wang Zixin was silent for a while, then suddenly burst out and ranted, "Why do you think he's in the sex industry? And why did you seem disappointed when you heard he wasn't? What the hell are you thinking?"

"It's an illusion, that's your illusion. I just thought you were too nervous just now, so I deliberately helped you relieve your anxious mood." Lu Mingfei said calmly.

"That's not right! You must have had some idea about that kind of thing just now!"

"No, not at all."

Lu Mingfei answered promptly but his eyes flickered slightly.

As a little virgin, it is impossible for him to have no interest in things related to customs. People always have desires, and so does Lu Mingfei. The important thing is whether he can choose the right path in key decisions, rather than having no desires from the beginning.

He took the initiative to check the topic and asked, "Oh, by the way, you looked very surprised just now. Is Yuan Zhisheng the boss of Genji Heavy Industries?"

"Genji Heavy Industries?"

Wang Zixin smiled and said, "He is the patriarch of the Sheqi Eight Clan!"

"The Eight Snake Clan?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head in confusion, not knowing what this thing was. He thought about it for a while, and then asked again: "Are the Sheqi Eight Families the families of the main members of Genji Heavy Industries?"

"The family of the Snake Eight Families, Genji Heavy Industries? Genji Heavy Industries is a company of the Snake Eight Families!"

"what?"

"He is the patriarch of the Eight Clans of Sheqi. How powerful do you think he is?" Wang Zixin shouted with his eyes wide open, looking incredibly serious and solemn.

"....The Snake Eight Clan are very powerful in Japan?"

Lu Mingfei asked again in a low voice.

"That can't be explained by being powerful! The Sheqi Eight Clan is the boss of the Japanese underworld. It is the oldest and most powerful force in the Japanese underworld. Do you know how terrifying they are?"

Wang Zixin pulled Lu Mingfei's collar, looked into his eyes at a very close distance, and emphasized again: "Think carefully, you shouldn't have offended him before, right? If you offended him, no one would be able to protect you!"

"Not really. I feel...he is a nice guy." Lu Mingfei said weakly.

Although he could see that Wang Zixin said this so seriously in order to make him realize how terrifying the Eight Snake Families and Yuan Zhisheng were, as a man who had a thorough conversation with Yuan Zhisheng, it was difficult for him to be too defensive against him.

This guy Yuan Zhisheng is polite and talkative. When they sat down together, he even poured him a cup of tea. It's hard to imagine that such a nice person is a Japanese gangster boss. It's unbelievable.

He looks so weak...

Eh, that's not right. Why do I subconsciously feel that he is weak? This guy obviously looks sharp and powerful. It's so strange.

After a brief thought, Lu Mingfei moved Wang Zixin away and chatted on his mobile phone, while Wang Zixin watched nervously at the side.

Lu Mingfei: I heard from a friend that you are the head of the Sheqi Eight Clans?

Yuan Zhisheng: About the same.

Lu Mingfei: He said you are the boss of the Japanese underworld.

Yuan Zhisheng: Yes.

Yuan Zhisheng: If you need help, I can help you through the power of the Eight Snake Families.

Looking at the messages displayed quickly on the phone, Lu Mingfei gradually became nervous, but Wang Zixin next to him suddenly smiled in relaxation, feeling as if he had been pardoned.

He sat on the equipment nearby, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and said, "This thing is fake, it must be fake, it's too fake."

"why?"

"A person of Yuan Zhisheng's level has a lot of things to deal with every day. How could he reply so quickly and be so nice to you? Who do you think you are, his ancestor?" Wang Zixin said with a smile.

"Too..."

"If you could really get the patriarch of the eight Sheqi families to give you special care and put you in the highest position, would you still be studying here? Would you still be bullied by your aunt before? How is that possible? He can destroy your aunt's family with just one word." Wang Zixin said.

"But, he did sign a contract with Su Xiaoqiang's father on behalf of Genji Heavy Industries..."

"Just because he signed the contract doesn't mean he is Yuan Zhisheng. Maybe he just looks like the head of the family and wants to use Yuan Zhisheng's photo to build an OO to have fun with you!"