Chapter 337 When Friends Talk About You

"These are all the warriors registered in the Children's Palace."

Wang Chao put down a stack of documents.

Lu Mingfei picked up the top letter.

Overview of the directory, there were a total of 925 contracted students, and 783 people who had cultivated strength. Lu Mingfei looked down and saw some Western and Japanese names.

The so-called contract specifically refers to the confidentiality agreement signed with the Children's Palace Jiuzhou Headquarters. Without permission, martial arts training here cannot be disclosed to the outside world. This is the suggestion of the little devil's general Potato Chip Niu. They are not ready to make it public yet. , so keep a low profile and bide your time.

Lu Mingfei was surprised to find that the people with the highest cultivation levels in the list were not Yuanyuan, Chen Pingan, etc., but some newcomers who joined later, including local ones, Westerners and Japanese ones.

What happened to them?

The answer is in the detailed introduction. Among the nearly eight hundred warriors who have cultivated their strength, most of them are ordinary people, but some are hybrids with dragon blood flowing in their bodies.

Mixed races are a very special kind of existence. Before awakening, they are no different from ordinary people. The sorrow of blood can be explained by innate differences. Some people are born lonely, and few lonely people think that their psychological problems are actually Because the blood of dragons flows in the body, it is really strange for people to think like this.

Even if you have shown extraordinary IQ since childhood, the so-called genius is not very eye-catching among ordinary people measured in hundreds of millions.

Therefore, the reality is that a large number of hybrids do not know their ancestry at all. They do not have an awakening ceremony like the Kassel 3E exam, nor do they have the strong emotions to activate their ancestry like a certain unnamed embryonic killer. Fluctuating experiences, in other words, a mixed race needs tragedy to awaken itself, and a passive awakening requires a ritual. However, a mixed race without tragedy or ritual can only live as an ordinary person.

Originally, that was the case.

During the expansion of the Children's Palace, many buried hybrids were absorbed. They had a strong desire to change their own destiny and the ability to act to match it. For this purpose, Potato Chip Girl specially formed an audit team to select suitable candidates. people, and guide them to join the Jiuzhou headquarters after they meet the conditions.

Among them are hybrids who are about to catch up with Yuanyuan and others in terms of martial arts cultivation.

Lu Mingfei classified the students in the Children's Palace according to their exercises, one group from the Thunder Department, one group from the Fire Department, and one group from the Fighting Department. He then set a timetable and planned to spend three days teaching them and sorting out the exercises of each department from the beginning. key points.

This matter was a lot of work, and Lu Mingfei would definitely not be able to complete it in three days, so he set his sights on a certain senior named Chu who wrapped himself into a ball.

After entering the office, Chu Zihang silently found a corner and tried to establish a spiritual connection with Murasame, his mind moved slightly.

He has almost reached the magical ability of a warrior to respond to every opportunity.

Someone is watching me.

After having such an idea, Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei. Sure enough, his Lu Master was looking at him with a smile.

"Senior, the organization has decided."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I have a difficult task for you."

The timetable was quickly formed. The first batch of students to attend class were the Fire Department students. There was a row of people sitting in the audience. It must be said that there were so many warriors who chose the Fire Department. It is no wonder that after years of being influenced by literary and artistic works, The fire character and the protagonist can basically be equated, and compared to the cumbersome and profound other skills, the fire character is so friendly that it makes people want to cry. There is nothing that a small fireball cannot solve. If there is, then try it again, no Have you seen the boss next door who throws fireballs from apprentices to Dharma gods? Small fireballs, large fireballs, multiple fireballs, giant fireballs, and the legendary blazing sun on earth. The answer to fireballs is the sun. Who said that the fire element is not strong? Look at it. Repeat it again while holding this little sun in my hand?

In martial arts, the fire technique is also famous for its powerful destructive power and simplicity. A warrior is a being who practices both body and mind. Some people will indeed be affected by the technique. This can be seen from the exaggerated male and female students present here. We can also get a glimpse of the ratio. Basically, those who go to the fire department are boys, but this situation may change to a considerable extent after today.

Lu Mingfei had noticed that when Chu Zihang appeared as a lecturer in the Ministry of Fire, the number of girls passing by the window with various excuses increased significantly. Some of them looked at Chu Zihang, and some looked at Lu Mingfei. In fact, Lu Mingfei didn't care at all. There is no doubt that if Chu Zihang is allowed to practice the Fire Department for a few more days, there will definitely be some female students who have not yet developed their strength to change their foundations, abandon darkness, turn to light, and practice Fire Department.

They probably couldn't have imagined that the Fire Department, which was always known for its production of straight men and tough men, would have such handsome men as Chu Zihang.

Generally speaking, good-looking boys shouldn't go to the ice or thunder department. The scattered ice and snow and the thunder across the sky are like Cupid's arrows shooting at my heart. Well, that's pretty much it.

After listening for a while, Lu Mingfei nodded. The senior was very good at teaching the Fire Department exercises. He seemed to be able to pick them up easily. This was normal. He was a Fire Department practitioner and had several months of teaching experience.

Lu Mingfei quietly walked out. Only Chu Zihang noticed this scene. The students were all paying attention to the lecture.

Lu Mingfei waved his hand, and Chu Zihang looked back and continued his lecture.

After walking out of the classroom, Lu Mingfei was preparing to come back to the next class. At that time, Chu Zihang was not teaching the Ministry of Fire. He didn’t know what the seniors would say about the exercises other than the Fire Department. It was very valuable to listen to.

There is another very interesting thing. Lu Mingfei asked Chu Zihang to choose which technique to talk about in the next section. Chu Zihang thought about it and finally chose Shanbu.

Lu Mingfei felt that if there were no registered warriors, he would probably choose the Kun tribe.

As for why, it's probably because it's familiar.

He smiled and opened the door.

A row of people stood up.

Wang Chao, Yuanyuan, Chen Pingan, Chen Jiumo...

A familiar or unfamiliar face.

"Hello teacher."

"well."

Lu Mingfei pressed his hands.

"Let's hurry up."

He stood in the center of the field and looked around at everyone.

"Everyone knows the rules. In ten minutes, it's up to you how much you can comprehend."

"In this case, it's not interesting to fight alone. Let's get some luck."

Lu Mingfei drew a circle with his toes.

"Whoever can force me to step out of this circle, I will agree to a condition."

He nodded.

"Then the battle begins."

This is probably a small start. The people who can stand in this room are all at the peak of physical training. Some are unable to improve their cultivation due to extraordinary shackles. Some are hybrids who are still cultivating their roots. Everyone will not be able to advance for a while. Not human, Lu Mingfei accompanies them to fight, discovers problems in actual combat, and then corrects them.

In the final analysis, warriors still need to fight. They fight with others and themselves, and it is in these struggles that they find opportunities to change their destiny.

The day passed like this.

Chu Zihang gave two lectures and stood on the pile. Lu Mingfei pointed out the problems he had on the Golden Crow pile. He wrote them down in his notebook. Chu Zihang's attitude was very humble and did not mean to be complacent at all. He never felt that If you can teach others, you will be more powerful. This is not Chu Zihang's character.

Even Lu Mingfei emphasized more than once in front of the warriors that no matter who he was, he was just a practitioner moving forward on the road of pursuing perfection, and he was the same.

No matter how small the problem is, it is still a problem. When practicing martial arts, you need to use your brain and think about whether you have done it right, whether there is anything that needs correction, and what you need to pay attention to next time.

There were still two days left. Lu Mingfei first asked Chu Zihang and Yuanyuan to help them go over it, while he listened by himself, and finally gave some advice to each warrior. After that, it was the holiday, and the Children's Palace was closed until the big day. The seventh day of the new year.

Send away the last warrior and close the door of the Children's Palace.

Lu Mingfei was walking on the snow, while Chu Zihang was waiting for him in the car.

"Let's go, senior."

"Um."

The Maybach started, Chu Zihang turned the steering wheel, the powerful engine roared, raising a wave of snow half a man high.

Lu Mingfei sat steadily.

"Go to the hotel."

"Yes, please, senior."

They had to rush to a party. To be more precise, Lu Mingfei had to rush to attend a high school class reunion.

Maybach travels through the winter city.

Driving through some familiar roads.

A few years ago, in the same place, Lu Mingfei was carrying a schoolbag alone, with his head hanging down, kicking the stones on the ground as he walked, and his shadow grew shorter and longer.

At this time, his eyes were looking through the car window, as if he were looking at the boy from many years ago. The boy's eyes were burning with golden fire, which was the sadness of being alone and alone in the world.

Lu Mingfei smiled and talked to him.

He said.

"Lift your head, don't keep it down, it doesn't look good."

If you were given a chance to talk to yourself when you were a student many years ago, what would you say?

In fact, looking back, are the worries that troubled me throughout my adolescence really important?

"You're actually pretty good."

“You don’t need other people’s approval.”

"You're fine on your own."

Wait, the front is...

"Senior, slow down."

The Maybach slowed down and drove slowly past a flower shop called "Two People".

The girl tending the flowers and plants is very serious.

She was wearing a white down jacket and a khaki woolen hat. Her hair hung neatly down on her temples, revealing her crystal clear ears, which seemed to be able to transmit light.

She looks like an ordinary girl in her twenties, who has just graduated from college, and the greenness of the ivory tower has not yet faded. Speaking of which, if you tell others that the same girl looked at her without changing her expression on a midsummer night half a year ago, The smoke was extinguished on his arm. Probably, no one would believe it.

She probably finished the work at hand, straightened up, took a step back, and looked at the flowers and plants, with a satisfied and clean smile.

Is it something you feel in your heart, or is it something else?

At this time Maybach is about to leave.

She looked over.

"That car..."

She watched the Maybach disappear around the corner.

He muttered to himself in confusion.

"Have I seen it somewhere?"

She smiled to herself and shook her head.

How could I have seen it before? That kind of car looks very expensive at first glance, and it has nothing to do with me.

Speaking of which, recently, she always felt like she had forgotten something.

She thought, looking up at the name of the store.

Why do you have to call two people? It's really strange.

…………

"Her business has been very good recently."

Chu Zihang said to Lu Mingfei.

"Many people bought flowers, and some were her suitors."

"So popular."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"She didn't agree."

"I have been single for the past six months."

"That's it, single."

Lu Mingfei thought about the girl tending flowers and plants, the network administrator girl, the flower shop owner, Xiaoya.

It's all her.

It seems that Xiaoya has completely forgotten the memory of her and Changmao, but why is she in this state now? It's as if she is clinging to Changmao's shadow, but a shadow is a shadow, and you can't even rely on it. The shadow recognized who he was.

This was the sequelae of Don't Die, and probably the only sequelae. She survived, but the price was to forget everything about her and Changmao. All the memories were left to Lu Mingfei to bear, and she didn't know if the price had been explained to her in advance. Ya can do and choose again.

Lu Mingfei went to see Changmao on the first night after returning, but it was only four days later that he met Xiaoya, and it was still in the form of a surprise glimpse while sitting in the car.

Yan Ling, who doesn't want to die, gives Xiaoya a chance to start from the heart. This is probably Changmao's wish. Girls should have a better life. But can memory really be gone?

Even Lu Mingfei himself couldn't give an answer to this question.

Perhaps, we can only leave it to time.

There was a car side by side, with the rear window rolled down, and it was Su Xiaoqiang.

She and Lu Mingfei waved their hands, and the car accelerated, passing the Maybach.

"I said, senior."

Lu Mingfei looked gloomy.

"I can't pretend I didn't see anything."

"She passed our car!"

"No."

"She overtook your car!"

"Come here, show her the majesty of the president of the Lion Heart Society and show her some color."

He looked like he didn't mind the matter, but he couldn't help the smirk on his lips.

Chu Zihang concentrated on driving, focusing entirely on the road ahead, ignoring everything Lu Mingfei said.

Speaking of which, Chu Zihang couldn't figure out how Lu Mingfei did it. Sometimes he was very reliable, and sometimes he was out of tune. This young man seemed to be shrouded in a mist. The closer you got to him. But it becomes increasingly unclear.

Finding that Chu Zihang was indifferent, Lu Mingfei lost interest. He lay in the passenger seat and looked at the night scene outside the car window with a lonely look on his face.

Suddenly, he said.

"If it's Caesar, that's for sure."

"What?"

Chu Zihang didn't understand.

"I was thinking."

Lu Mingfei looked like he was thinking seriously.

Please call him at this moment Holmes.

"If it were Caesar, he would be excited to race with others."

"He is the type who will compete with others no matter what and wants to be first in everything."

At this point, Lu Mingfei laughed again.

"Senior, let me make a bet with you."

"I think when Caesar was a child, he must have competed with others to see who could pee farther."

Caesar and...

Chu Zihang was silent for a long time.

As we all know, all attempts to analyze facial paralysis emotions based on expressions are in vain.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei naturally failed to see what Chu Zihang was thinking.

But until they arrived at the destination hotel, Chu Zihang remained silent without saying a word.

He was probably using actual actions to express that he did not want to have any guesses or imaginations about the behavior of the young Caesar.