Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

The life of a student is simple and monotonous, at least for Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, sixteen this year, is an ordinary person.

What I like to play are video games, what I like to eat is fried food, and what I like is a girl with fair skin and long legs.

His preferences are all in line with the average, but the advantages are difficult to find. At least Lu Mingfei has lived for sixteen years and has not yet found the so-called advantages. But he still has a dream, which is to be an archaeologist like his parents and win the prize. The kind in Pocket Soldiers.

It’s a dream like a primary school composition.

Although introducing himself in this way seems to be like pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and it is more like a Japanese campus light novel, no, the opening of a Japanese otaku peach comic, Lu Mingfei is sure that he is not talking nonsense.

You see, my seat is not even in the second to last row in the class, but in the bottom row.

By the way, I sit in the last row not because I am tall, but because my grades are so bad. The teacher doesn't want to affect other students.

A few falling leaves rubbed against the edge of the frame, and the wind blew through the swaying basketball net from the window, and then shattered on the side of the boy's face. As it passed by, it was like an invisible hand slightly raising the corner of the Chinese book.

Today's weather is cloudless, and the blue sky due to Rayleigh scattering is a bright starting point. Lu Mingfei was standing by the window, with the wind blowing slightly on the side of his face and the light falling at an excellent angle. His movements were half-stretched as a literary hero should.

If others notice, this scene is actually quite artistic.

Lu Mingfei looked out the window, thinking about messy things in his mind, and his face became stiff in order to maintain his appearance.

Then he realized that the light was so dazzling and vicious that half of his arm almost looked like a German-style roasted pork knuckle, so he immediately withdrew his hand, and his artistic movements immediately disappeared.

For an instant, a sloppy and melancholy atmosphere enveloped the boy, flowing through his body like an individual buff in a game. The boy returned to his usual lazy and slouched appearance.

"Woo"

Stretching his arms while suppressing his voice, Lu Mingfei secretly leaned on the desk with the book in his hand, and returned his gaze to the classroom.

Shilan High School, Class 1, Grade 1.

What is being performed at the moment is a drama called Chinese class. As the mother tongue of Chinese people, Chinese class is often subconsciously considered by students as a relaxing time in the main class, used to relieve the fatigue after math class. As "they are too lazy to listen at all" Ranked second in the "Main Course Ranking", Chinese is only weaker than the English course that sits on the throne.

Rankings are often only for the public, but unfortunately -

Lu Mingfei is exactly that group of people.

"From the winter of 207 AD to the spring of 208 AD, Liu Bei, who was stationed in Xinye at that time, went to Longzhong to visit Zhuge Liang three times on Xu Shu's suggestion, but he did not see Zhuge Liang until the third time."

"Zhuge Liang analyzed the world situation for Liu Bei and proposed the strategic concept of first taking Jingzhou as his home, then taking Yizhou to form a tripartite, and then trying to take over the Central Plains."

"This is the background of the birth of "Longzhong Dui", and "Shi Shi Biao" is Zhuge Liang's letter to his successor Liu Chan before he decided to go north to attack Wei and conquer the Central Plains."

The Chinese teacher, who had already seen his baldness for the first time, walked around the classroom alone, walking from the podium to the back of the classroom, and then back from the back of the classroom. He never tired of going back and forth like this.

Although he was talking about Prime Minister Zhuge, his eyes were darting around like a hawk, leaving no room for any thieves who wanted to skip class and ogle.

Lu Mingfei could tell, but he sneered inwardly.

Brother, this is the first year of high school.

In the first year of high school, after being a student for so many years, any normal person has learned how to look at the teacher while writing (copying) homework with his hands underneath, let alone just looking at the teacher in a daze.

As an aristocratic school, Shilan High School's admission rate is very good, but most of this admission rate depends on after-school private tutoring. The content of the teachers in the school is probably the same as last week or the week for these young men. Content, not interesting.

Not many people in the class listen carefully, probably about 20%.

For example.

"Mr. Lixiang, please tell me your understanding of Prime Minister Zhuge."

The semi-bald man stopped and called out the names in the standard Colonel accent in TV dramas.

The flower girl who was named by the colonel also got up.

The flowers are cherry blossoms.

The cherry blossom-like girl didn't have the slightest stage fright. She put her hands on the table and raised her body up. While holding her head high and chest high, her short orange ponytail also swayed slightly, as if it was the tassel at the end of a red tassel. The spear trembled in the wind, leaving a piece of it in vain. Heroic.

Lu Mingfei looked at the background of the girl, his eyes were weak, and he was actually a little dazed.

Sakura girl's name is Fujimaru Ritsuka. Like everyone in this classroom, she is fifteen or sixteen years old, but her performance seems to be far beyond the courage that should be expected for her age.

A full two months have passed since the beginning of the school year.

Although two months is a rather delicate time, as a summer vacation, it feels long, but as a time for school, it is extremely far away and has no end.

But it is undeniable that two months is enough for people to get to know their classmates.

Although Lu Mingfei was always outside the class and his memory was not very good, he still roughly matched the faces and names of the people in the class.

For example, take Zhao Menghua, a rich and handsome young man, who is the eldest among the boys in the class. I can't say that he is a righteous man, but at least he behaves decently and beautifully. He is a typical outstanding second-generation rich man.

As for who is the leader among the girls?

This topic is very interesting, because Class 1, Grade 1, is a weird class. Even though it did not rank first in the grade after getting a "1", the proportion of beautiful women was undoubtedly the T0 level in this school.

Shilan Middle School has the so-called four school beauties. How many do you think there are in our class?

Hey, what a coincidence, there are four!

For example, Liu Miaomiao is a talented piano girl. She is a talented student. She is very beautiful and has a graceful and elegant atmosphere. However, her presence outside of artistic performances is still not as good as that of Zhao Menghua, and she is not the leader of the girl group.

For example, Chen Wenwen, a literary girl with good academic performance, recently even thought about opening a literary club. She likes to wear white skirts and white lace socks. Her favorite book is "Lover" Height.

Well, I know a lot about Chen Wenwen, and Lu Mingfei admits that he does this kind of literary beauty, and it makes him feel graceful when he looks at her.

As mentioned before, Lu Mingfei is a member of the "public". He came from the masses to the masses, just like this.

Chen Wenwen is slightly closer to the title of the top girl than Liu Miaomiao. The reason is that she has "wrapped" several male voices with the same small thoughts as Lu Mingfei as her vassals, and she has occupied a place in the class.

It's a pity that this is not enough. Even Liu Bei cannot go to the Central Plains with only seven people, and it is not the king's Qiwuhai.

Besides, Su Xiaoqiang, the third beauty of the school, is known as the "little goddess". She is of Chinese-Portuguese descent. She has the clear facial features of the Portuguese and the gentleness of the Orientals. Her family is truly extremely rich. In terms of family class, even Zhao Menghua couldn't even touch the edge.

But it's a pity that this girl is high-spirited and outspoken. She doesn't know how to write it and doesn't have to do it, so she doesn't fit in with the atmosphere of Shilan High School. Although she is praised by everyone, she is ultimately unpopular.

Then here comes the problem.

Who is the remaining one of the Four Heavenly Kings?

Of course it is

"The great name of Zhuge is immortalized in the universe, and the portraits of his ancestors and ministers are highly respected."

The girl raised her voice and attracted everyone's attention when she spoke.

"This sentence comes from Du Fu's "Five Poems on Ancient Relics Part 5". Its meaning is - Prime Minister Zhuge's name will always remain in the world, and his portrait is so high that people are awe-inspiring."

In the center of the classroom, the girl's voice was loud and her tone was frustrated. The students, who were still wandering around with nothing to do, trembled all over. They got out of the whirlpool of their thoughts and looked at her profile.

At this time, the man named Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his hand and made a fist, speaking softly.

"The prime minister carefully planned the strategy for the three-quarter world, and all generations were like a phoenix flying high, alone in the sky. He was indistinguishable from Yi Yin and Lu Shang. He commanded the army calmly and calmly in battle, making Xiao He and Cao Shen eclipse. Emperor of the Han Dynasty The transfer was due to luck, and it was difficult for Zhuge Liang to revive, but he was determined and devoted himself to his life due to his busy military affairs."

The girl from a foreign country resonates with the military strategist in this Central Plains at this moment. Her orange eyes are flashing with fire, which is as mesmerizing as the setting sun and the ears of wheat under the burning clouds.

The girl's voice trailed off.

"Yu Zheng, before his death, the Prime Minister also managed to integrate the military and civilians when clearing land in Wuzhangyuan, and he did not do any harm to the people."

"In terms of law, "Shu Ke" allows people to have laws to follow and rules to work. It is the cornerstone of a strong country."

"Yu Cai, after taking over the Nanman region, the production areas of Shu brocade and Shu salt became larger and the output increased. He also used this scarce resource to create the hegemony of Shu coins."

"In the battle, the sword pointed at Longxi, and troops were sent from Xiliang and Hanzhong, which shows the profoundness of his killing moves. Eight formations were used to set up the formation, and there was almost no defeat in the field. He defeated Wang Shuang and Zhang He. He wrote "General Garden" to select generals. "Sixteen Cheap Strategies" governs the country and the army, and innovates military equipment. Zhuge's crossbows, wood, and horses are indeed strange."

"With all the talents and political integrity, there is no doubt that Wolong is a famous general who can and should leave a name in Chinese history."

The water in her ears was shaking, as if the girl's words had the effect of attracting attention. The sound became louder and louder, but it was not excessive. It was like an orchestral music in the center of the auditorium, grand and grand.

The words seemed to be endless in the girl's mouth. They were smooth and logical at the same time. Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue in amazement, while the other students simply showed their blushing faces.

The brain is trembling, trembling!

That is the brilliance displayed by the girl who is the fourth and the most beautiful girl in Shilan Middle School.

——She is beautiful and gorgeous, good at language arts, and the air wrapped around her body shines like a solar storm.

This person should only be in heaven, Lu Mingfei thought.

Not seeing the literary girl Chen Wenwen, Bai Yueguang in the minds of the boys was already showing a look of longing and excitement, as if he was having a spiritual dialogue and blending with the eloquent girl through the three rows of seats.

The Chinese teacher was even more excited at this moment.

"You said it well! You said it well!"

He couldn't help but sigh.

"I didn't expect that Ritsuka-san, as a Japanese, would have such a deep understanding of Prime Minister Zhuge. It really opened my eyes!"

"Love knows no boundaries. I have always been partial to the Prime Minister." The girl nodded and added.

"But most of this understanding comes from the first generation of "Three Kingdoms" that came out on the PC-88 computer. I have more research on this aspect. Teacher, can I continue to talk?"

"?"

The teacher's brows jumped.

"That's a game, right? You can sit down."

"oh."

The girl felt aggrieved, but she still sat down.

The originally silent class suddenly remembered the faint laughter, and couldn't help but look at the fairy-like man holding a feather fan in the book. The portraits that were originally just for students to draw in books seemed to come to life.

It happened that the bell rang at this time, and the atmosphere in the class was not suitable. The old teacher frowned, and finally walked back to the podium reluctantly and announced that get out of class was over.

The teacher stepped out of the classroom, and the classroom was full of people's discussions.

"Li Xiang, have you even read "General Garden"?" The first person to find the opportunity was Chen Wenwen, who was sitting next to Li Xiang. She was talking about books, and her eyes were as quiet as water but sparkling.

"Job requirements, I read a little bit about it before."

"That"

"The squad leader is awesome. He is still so good at the conversational rhythm when the get out of class is over, and Lao Liu will not delay it anymore."

Li Xiang smiled slightly and replied, but before Chen Wenwen could continue to ask, someone else raised questions or simply praised her, and the literary girl had to stop.

It was as if quality was layered on Ritsuka's desk, people were attracted there, and there was a lot of excitement.

That had become a norm, a norm that lasted for two months.

Ever since Fujimaru Ritsuka arrived at Shilan High School two months ago, it was like His Highness Napoleon had returned to his loyal Paris, with boasts and praises everywhere he could see.

On the first day of the class meeting, he was elected class president, and the only competitor, Zhao Menghua, was voted out. It was said that it was forty-five to one, and Fujimaru Ritsuka voted for that one.

On the second day, the student union gave a speech to select the elected student union secretary. Obviously, the student union of high school students is synonymous with "paddling", but the student union of Shilan High School has certain real power. In addition, the current president is the school's darling Chu Zihang. It can be said that it is At the height of the sun, becoming an official of the student union is equivalent to being a vassal king in ancient times.

On the third day, the club recruited a new girl for the school's basketball team. The coach pulled his sleeves on the spot and begged him to join the team. He put on his basketball uniform and jumped for a dunk, which almost overwhelmed all the basketball-loving boys in the school. That day, the school forum was filled with people The words "Fujimaru Ritsuka" exploded.

The fourth day.

Legend has it that it took God seven days to create the world.

When Lu Mingfei heard it for the first time, he thought it was very interesting.

When he listened to it for the second time, he felt

Jehovah?

Not bad, he has a bit of Shilan Fujimaru-kun's style.

Back in time, Lu Mingfei looked at that scene and felt it was awesome, but also felt indescribably inconsistent.

How much do these guys like that Sakura girl? Lu Mingfei murmured in his heart.

It's very beautiful, but

"It's so impressive."

This was not what Lu Mingfei said. His words should have been "really impressive" to express his inner cowardice and muttering isolation. He dared to use such a statement to evaluate Fujimaru Ritsuka. This There is only one person in the classroom.

"Miss Su! Please keep your voice down." Lu Mingfei was like a duck stuck in the neck, struggling to twist at several angles, and then quickly approached the direction of the table next to him and warned hurriedly.

The girl beside him is beautiful and charming, and the temperament of a coal boss emerges spontaneously. It is not the smell of dust in the haze, but the faint fragrance of money.

That's right, the only person in this classroom who dared to "question" Fujimaru Ritsuka was the little goddess Su Xiaoqiang.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not saying anything bad, I just think those guys are exaggerating and scary." Su Xiaoqiang said with a nonchalant expression.

The girl's face was quite arrogant. She was sitting next to Lu Mingfei in the corner of the class. Su Xiaoqiang was naturally favored by the sun, and her striking and beautiful face under the white halo also showed a bit of a symbol.

If we only talk about objective "beauty", perhaps Lu Mingfei has to admit that Su Xiaoqiang and Fujimaru Ritsuka are the ones in this school who are qualified to compete for the queen's seat.

The young man nodded to himself.

I don't know if she saw Lu Mingfei's thoughts, but Su Xiaoqiang suddenly turned her head and looked at him.

"Speaking of which," Su Xiaoqiang glanced up and down at Lu Mingfei, as if he was getting to know this classmate who had been with him for two months all over again.

"Lu Mingfei, you are really awesome. I thought you were just like those idiots in the class who only know how to praise other people's shoes."

Lu Mingfei was not nervous about being talked to by the most beautiful girl in the school. He thought about it and replied.

"I think, I really think about it. I think about it all the time. I'm tossing and turning. If I can get the shoes of monitor Fujimaru, I will definitely sell them online. I will save all the nutrition express this month." Mingfei looked longingly.

The little goddess glanced sideways at him and raised two fingers.

"For two months, I'll cover your Internet cafe fee and Nutrition Express for two months. You rush to tell Fujimaru Ritsuka that you want someone's shoes."

"I was wrong sister."

Lu Mingfei immediately gave up and begged for mercy with a gesture of worshiping Buddha.

I sighed in pain, the differences between people were really terrible, I was almost defeated by the offensive of capital!

The boy's thoughts were like this, and the little goddess didn't bother. She just felt that this guy who usually had no sense of presence was a little interesting at this time, so she turned around and continued to watch the excitement in the classroom.

"I don't know what kind of ecstasy was poured into her. Are you so excited?" Su Xiaoqiang raised his face again and said smoothly.

Lu Mingfei looked left and right to make sure no one was watching him, then he covered his mouth secretly and said as cautiously as a coach communicates in a football match.

"Sister, do you hate the monitor?"

Lu Mingfei felt like he was lucky enough to be able to capture the tit-for-tat moment between the two queens of Shilan Middle School.

Wouldn't it be possible to make a fortune by selling it again?

But what he didn't expect was that the girl responded in the same way.

"Huh?" Su Xiaoqiang raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Why? Isn't Fujimaru a nice person? Did he do anything to disgrace his status?"

Lu Mingfei's face became strange, thinking that I don't understand now, so what were you feeling about just now? Su Xiaoqiang seemed to see his thoughts again, and immediately moved his eyes away.

"I've always just disliked the people who gathered around her. If they really wanted to chat, forget it. Those idiots who were making noises were just making noises. They were blocking the road and making a lot of noise when they got together. It was really annoying."

She thought for a moment and added.

"Not as good as you, Lu Mingfei."

"What do you mean, you are not as good as me, Lu Mingfei, my aunt?"

Lu Mingfei twitched his lips.

"It's just a matter of personal preference. I think someone is more beautiful than the monitor."

At that moment, Su Xiaoqiang, who was still uninterested, was stunned.

Then he thought for three seconds, showed a smile as bright and surprised as a flower, and patted Lu Mingfei's back boldly and without scruple, as boldly as Li Kui inspiring Song Jiang.

"What! Don't you have some discernment? Lu Mingfei, tell me, what is the name of the person who is more beautiful than Fujimaru Ritsuka!" The girl said with the look of a leader encouraging his subordinates.

The boy also nodded.

"Chen Wenwen."

Lu Mingfei answered immediately.

The boy is a magnanimous person and he likes this one.

"You want to die!" Su Xiaoqiang's eyes widened, she was completely angry, and her hands were covered with sword-like light from top to bottom.

"Girl, spare your life!"

The whole classroom was extremely lively, and even the small circles had small talk.

However, the excitement was quickly frozen due to a word from the head teacher after walking into the classroom during the break.

Knock knock.

The teacher knocked on the blackboard and spoke with a notebook to record the matters.

"Well, this weekend, our school's basketball team, led by classmate Chu Zihang, successfully entered the city finals. The location is the Olympic Sports Center. The principal has provided some quotas for our school. Students who want to go sign up -"

"I!!!"

"I'm super, Chu Zihang!?!"

"Superego, Chu Zihang!"

"Chu! My Chu!!"

People suddenly burst into even louder voices than when class had just ended.

It's not that Li Xiang is not charming enough, but that Chu Zihang is just too charming.

Chu Zihang, also known as Chu Zihang, alone is enough to dominate the world of Shilan.

If Su Xiaoqiang and Fujimaru Ritsuka are competing for the sole throne in the female beauty rankings of Shilan Middle School, then there will be no such situation in the male rankings.

No, to be more precise, if we want to make a ranking list, then we don’t even need to write the three words "ranking list" on this list. We probably only need to replace it with the three words "Chu Zihang".

While others wear Adidas, he wears "Burberry". In winter, people wear down jacket hats as Iron Man masks. He chooses to tie a loose knot on the outside of his "Diesel" pullover. He walks on the school playground with a cold face. He doesn't know and knows. Everyone imagined that it was the finale of this year's Paris fashion show.

In addition, he is the academic leader in his grade, a provincial Olympiad scholarship holder, the school volunteer record holder, the captain of the school basketball team, and the teacher's darling.

And what I mentioned briefly before - the president of the school student union.

During morning exercises, he inspected each class to give scores. Every time it rained, Lu Mingfei and the others had to insist on doing exercises. They looked up at Chu Zihang, dressed in white and spotless, slowly passing by the corridor on the top floor of the teaching building, looking down at them condescendingly.

It’s like Batman in the Lego world looking down on the citizens of Gotham.

Cold, but with a hint of caring.

That is to say, that trace of love, when it occasionally flows out from the fingers of the male god, will naturally attract people like honey to Winnie the Pooh.

There is no one who does not want to have a glimpse of the God on Earth.

but

"There are only five places in each class. Please raise your hands and we will vote or draw lots later."

Even the boys who hate Chu Zihang can't help but hesitate at this moment. After all, this man has stolen the hearts of many goddesses in the school. He can really play basketball at a ten-point or even nine-point level. It is very pleasing to the eye. The scene Watching Chu Zihang play a game is more exciting than going back to watch NBA recordings.

But if they have to sacrifice their self-esteem to do this kind of thing.

At the same time, some girls were hesitant.

After all, they don't understand basketball, and wouldn't it be too reckless to pursue Brother Chu so enthusiastically? What should I do if I meet someone then, or even if I'm lucky enough to be talked to, and I don't even know where to start a three-step layup?

How can one abandon a woman's dignity to do such a thing?

"Oh, right." The head teacher pushed his eyes and said as if he was deliberately keeping a calm face. "Our school's women's basketball team has also reached the finals, which means our Class 1 monitor Ritsuka is also going. You-"

"I'm coming!! (screaming)"

"This is a critical moment of survival! (Urgent)"

"I have always respected the monitor, why can't I support him?" The unknown girl nodded.

"I have always admired Senior Brother Chu, and I have long wanted to study hard." The unknown boy also agreed.

Everyone nodded with different opinions, but the same thing was the fierce fighting spirit between each other. Some people had even begun to tear up the draft paper, planning to do something in the voting session.

And just as this dark atmosphere of intrigue spreads out——

pound! ! !

"I've got it all covered!"

The fierce female voice overcame the noise of everyone in the classroom, like the roar of a lion from the east of the river.

Lu Mingfei was so shocked that he watched the girl beside him slap the table and stand up, her voice was loud and her eyes were bright.

"I've covered the tickets and admission tickets for everyone in our class. I've long wanted to see the legendary Chu Zihang with my own eyes!" Su Xiaoqiang was in high spirits.

?

Girl, are you so straightforward?

Lu Mingfei was silent in his heart, but no one in the class cared about his inner thoughts at this moment. After a brief silence, there was a roar and explosion like a meteorite landing on the mainland.

"The little goddess is mighty!!!"*N

People's boasts suddenly came to the little rich woman, and there was a flood of applause. This made the little goddess satisfied, holding her chest and raising her head with her mouth raised. She has always been the focus of the crowd since she was a child. Although she was slightly damaged after coming to this shabby school, she has made up for it now.

Lu Mingfei looked at that scene and subconsciously thought that the girl from Sakura Country would show a cold expression behind the crowd, like the opening scene of a intrigue in a Korean urban drama.

Unexpectedly, the class monitor was also a straightforward person. She was the one who applauded the loudest and responded the loudest in the class. She looked at Su Xiaoqiang like an American barbecue master seeing a plump beef brisket.

Everyone cheered, but Lu Mingfei was a little timid, but he could not help but blend into the atmosphere.

After all, the little goddess said that everyone in the class was invited, so naturally she was included, right? After all, I, Lu Mingfei, had a few rounds of interactions with the little goddess just now, so I didn’t want to take aim at her, right?

Think of it as a free ride on the air-conditioned bus. This seems to be your first time watching a serious basketball game live.

So much money.

Don't take advantage of the bastard. This is Lu Mingfei's philosophy of life.

The boy secretly nodded at his eyesight, but the more he thought about it, the weirder he felt.

It was a kind of unreasonable noise.

It came out of nowhere but yet

The familiar seems to be a given.

It was as if a demon was sighing softly in his ears, mocking something, but even the vague words drifted away with the wind.

But when Lu Mingfei looked back, he found that the demon had disappeared, and he was far away from the lively class.

Confused like a kite that has lost its string.

ps: It's a bit late, I'm still coding. Three in one, today’s chapter is about 7,000 words! It’s still short! It’s still short! If you look at the authors of my period, they basically all have 30,000 to 400,000 words!

This is diligence!

The brain is shaking! ! ! ————

ps: To be honest, I said that I like the character Lu Mingfei, but the one I like is not the one in the original work.

I've always felt emmmm about Lu Mingfei in the original novel, because as the protagonist, the plot is too weak, especially in the second film where Lu Mingfei sacrificed his life for Chu Zihang because of a text message from Nono.

emmm

(I saw the term "plot-driven" in Fan Baye's chat about the King of Electric Machines, Peng Bao, my love)

So the reason why I like the character Lu Mingfei - to be honest, it comes from fan fiction.

My favorite fanfic is "Lu Mingfei, who failed to confess his love, can only play in the interstellar profession" on cwm.

By the way, because of this book, I have a deeper impression of the character Su Xiaoqiang.

It seems that what I like may not be the "real Lu Mingfei", but the Lu Mingfei I imagined.

Well, if you see anything wrong, just remind me.

By the way, to prevent readers from having CPs in their minds, let me say it in advance. Su Xiaoqiang and Lu Mingfei are not CPs in this book. I only occasionally write about joy and injustice to shape their image.

Don’t think of love when you see a man and a woman talking.