The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

"If it was you, I might be interested, so I can report you and beat you up."

"I won't tell you anymore, I'll go upstairs to pick a room." Lin Feng went upstairs on his own.

Zhizhu stayed downstairs alone for a long, long time, and knocked on Ming Chengfeng's door. He swept all the things in his hands into the drawer, and then opened the door.

"Tomorrow is Friday, if you have time, can you go out with me?" Zhizhu didn't come in, but just stood at the door and asked him.

"I have time, but I don't want to go out." Ming Chengfeng was still thinking about the things in the drawer, and refused him straight away.

"That's very important to me, just treat it as a thank you for helping you before, okay?" There was a faint pleading on his face.

An invitation that he couldn't refuse, "Okay." Ming Chengfeng gave in. He always thought that if he could repay the favor this morning, he should pay it back as soon as possible, and if he could not owe the favor, he should not owe it.

"Then I'll call you tomorrow morning." He closed the door gentlemanly.

He sat in front of the milky white new-style moiré wood table, and continued to take out needles, chisels, magnifying glasses, and small saws. When he just left, he went to the hardware store.

Probably because the place is remote, there are not many people on the street, and it is sparsely populated. I followed the navigation to the nearest hardware store. The location is excellent, and the sun shines in in the afternoon. There is a shop, which is full of people.

"Boss, help me see what material this thing is made of." Ming Chengfeng handed him the model in his hand.

The boss just glanced at it and then smiled, "Isn't this sold at a roadside stall? Usually, it costs ten yuan a piece. If you encounter a special trap, you dare to sell it for 100 yuan a piece."

"... Take a closer look. I think this looks like a miniature version of a high-rise building. It should also be made of reinforced concrete." Ming Chengfeng's serious expression made it hard to refuse.

The boss weighed it in his hand, rubbed its bottom, and smelled it closer, "There's nothing wrong with it. It's definitely the kind sold at the roadside stall. It's made of copper-zinc alloy. It doesn't run away." After speaking, the outer plating layer was buckled, and the inner golden yellow copper sheet leaked out.

".thank you boss."

Before leaving, he bought some tools, which are now placed in a mess on the table in the room. The model has also been dismantled, leaving only pieces of broken copper.

　His phone rang.

"Hi, I'm the man from the movie theater."

".How do you know my phone number?"

"I also know that your name is Ming Chengfeng." He paused, "And this time, you are dead."

After finishing a sentence, gunshots exploded in his ears.

Ming Chengfeng looked out subconsciously.

Only to find that the gunshots came from the other end of the receiver.

After the phone call, Ming Chengfeng was a little lost, leaning on the white single sofa in a daze.

Other students also arrived one after another.

Zhizhu stood in the center. The open space mentioned is actually only five meters wide and two meters long. It is really not that big if it is used for sparring. No, once everyone gathers, the space will be fully occupied. , there is a small path around the open space. Everyone finds a place to watch. Don't stay in the open space. If I call my name, I will stand up and enter the open space for a competition. Everyone clicks as far as possible, so no one can be hurt. Get out of the open space first. Those who hurt the sunflower within the range will lose. In this competition, all participants have a passing score, and the higher the score based on the performance, everyone cheers."

Everyone retreated to the path,
"Is Zhizhu's words so effective?" Ming Chengfeng asked Xiaofeng in a low voice.

He looked at it curiously, and his eyes full of curiosity can most urge others to tell the story, "Well, I came in a hurry, so I don't know much about it."

Speaking of this, I became interested, Xiaofeng put on a storytelling posture, "Then I will give you a popular science, every teacher in the college has a direct disciple, for example, the disciple of Teacher Yunbo is Zhizhu , Teacher Yunsu’s disciple is me. The current members of the Panda Club mainly include the following. Teacher Yangjie’s disciple——Li Liu, Class Two, Grade [-], with pink twin ponytails, petite and cute; Teacher Faleng’s disciple—— Luo Sheng, Class [-], Grade [-], has always been cold and dignified, has a high self-esteem, and doesn't talk to others; Teacher Daisong's student——Mu Xue, Class [-], Grade [-], is gentle and pleasant, a beauty in the college. The other teachers are She is very unpopular, her status in the academy is mediocre, you can worship her if you want, but her future may not be so bright."

"But the future is earned by yourself, not by a good teacher." Although he said stubbornly, the world is different, and good teachers are hot.

"That's right, but it's still different. Qinqin, who just entered this year, is in class one, grade one. He also wants to find a teacher to apprentice to. He is already a member of the Panda Club." Xiaofeng doesn't have those people. He is snobbish and discriminatory, but he can accept a lot of opinions, but what he does is to follow the crowd. Perhaps, being close to Zhizhu is a good choice.

"It sounds like your Panda Club is very boring. It's just a group of superiors with high self-esteem. The reason for gathering." He said bluntly.

Obviously Xiaofeng didn't care about the harsh and straightforward words, "Hey, Zhizhu said that too at the beginning! So he has never participated in any activities of the Panda Club, and only occasionally helps Teacher Yunbo with some things."

"However, the teachers now have one disciple per person. I am worried that whoever I choose will break this balance, and I will be a little embarrassed at that time." What, once you treat people as friends, you will show great enthusiasm and tolerance.

"Qinqin was elected at the same time as you, so you let him come first? He has a relatively strong background, so it's no problem."

"Well, let me think about it."

While talking, the first match had already started. The man in the bright yellow short T and gray sweatpants had a cool cropped hair and delicate white skin. He is even taller, about 1.9 meters tall, and has a very strong figure. Ming Chengfeng finds it difficult to face the thin Tan Tiantian.

Lin Feng beside him was not worried at all, "That kid, you will win for sure."

"Huh? He looks very thin, is he so powerful?"

"He is known for his agility. His opponent is a strong type, and he is a bit bulky in comparison." Xiaofeng suddenly lowered his voice and whispered to his ear, "I will tell you secretly that at that time, Yunbo Disciple, he has a fight with Zhizhu."

"...That's really pitiful."

"what?"

"Losing after a fight is worse than not having a chance in the first place." Yes, it is better to miss this kind of life-changing opportunity than to have no hope. Judging by the face of that person, he is not a good friend. The relationship will not be very good.

"The main reason is that Zhizhu is too strong, otherwise his level is really good." Xiaofeng also felt sorry for him.