Lu Mingfei, who studied Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Lu Mingfei lifted up the thin curtain of the box, like pushing open a heavy door. The inside and outside of the door were separated into two worlds.

In the private room, all the tables, chairs and benches had been removed, and the boys and girls were crowded into the small room, sitting around on the vermilion wooden floor filled with exquisite food and soju.

In the center of the floor are exquisite small plates containing orange salmon sashimi, pink sakura sushi rolls and brown sauce takoyaki. The boys put their arms around each other's shoulders, held their heads high and their necks red, and drank soju as hard as they could, just to show off their masculinity in front of the girls. The girls covered their mouths and chuckled as they watched the boys make fools of themselves.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he was in such a lively and noisy environment. A year? Or two years?

It seems that the last time he was in a small Internet network that I don’t know if it has closed down, Lu Mingfei has no memory of what games he played. He only remembers that the Internet cafe was really noisy at that time, and all kinds of noise can easily penetrate the cheap headphones. His mind was buzzing, and the smell of second-hand smoke from the next table seemed to be clogging his lungs and suffocating him.

"The little goddess is back?" Xu Miaomiao formed an O and rolled out a seat for Su Xiaoqiang with a very round and smooth posture.

"It's not easy. We even invited our great master Lu here. Su Xiaoqiang really has you!" A girl said teasingly. It was hard to tell whether it was out of spite or sincerely.

"I have spoken personally, but Lu Mingfei has to give me face no matter what, right?" Su Xiaoqiang pulled Lu Mingfei's sleeve from behind.

The latter nodded very loyally.

Although Lu Mingfei was unfamiliar with the class, he was not blind or imbecile. He was well aware of the problems between Su Xiaoqiang and some girls in the class. The small circle of high school girls is so exclusive. Girls who come from well-off families and are close to boys will always be called "man-girls", "tea-flavored girls", etc. behind their backs.

There was once a girl from the next class who broke up with the boy she liked because she had a crush on Su Xiaoqiang. She said, "I'm not ashamed to be among men all day long." Wouldn't it be better to just call her a little 'coal' girl?" Words like these that pierced Su Xiaoqiang's heart with a knife.

Lu Mingfei actually didn't want to meddle in other people's business, because she was a little goddess. Her only job was to bully others. How could anyone bully her?

But that time, Su Xiaoqiang rarely argued with the girl. When the girl finished swearing angrily, she poured all the bitter water in her stomach on Su Xiaoqiang. Lu Mingfei saw that Su Xiaoqiang was covered in bitter water without saying a word. Walked away wet.

He looked like a drowned rat that had been thoroughly soaked, and he looked very much like his former self.

Afterwards, Lu Mingfei found Su Xiaoqiang who was hiding alone on the rooftop of the teaching building in a daze, "I thought the little goddess would never admit defeat."

Su Xiaoqiang turned her head when she heard the sound and saw Lu Mingfei, who was famous for being a maverick in the class. After she was stunned for a moment, she raised her pretty face and said, "Who said I lost?! I just... just... …”

Lu Mingfei remained patiently silent, waiting for what was to come.

"Are you coming to see my joke too?" The little goddess couldn't find a suitable excuse. She was dejected and her pretty face wrinkled together, like a deflated rubber ball.

"Joke? Are you referring to that crazy woman who scolds the public for no reason without knowing whether it's because of her irregular menstrual period or her unhappy life? She is indeed quite ridiculous." Lu Mingfei said.

Su Xiaoqiang raised her head and met Lu Mingfei's serious expression. She laughed out loud, "I can't believe that a guy like you can actually talk such nonsense?"

"What kind of guy am I? Bad talking is my passive skill. Unlike swordsmanship and musical instruments, you don't have to learn bad words. You are born with it." Lu Mingfei also smiled.

"They all say privately that you are deliberately imitating Senior Brother Chu Zihang, but I found that you are actually quite different from him."

"Being like senior brother is not a good thing. If I become such an awkward guy as him, I will go crazy!"

"If other girls hear what you say, they will be blocked and beaten. In our eyes, senior brother Chu Zihang is the most perfect person!"

"Stop talking about it. Is there any perfect person in the world?"

"Isn't Chen Wenwen perfect in the eyes of you boys?"

"Pull her down, you are much stronger than her!"

…

In the box, Zhao Menghua winked at Xu Yanyan, who immediately understood and shouted, "You will be fined for drinking, Mr. Lu, you must be fined for coming so late!"

"Lu Mingfei, is it okay to drink? You didn't drive here, right?" Zhao Menghua followed Xu Yanyan's words and asked with concern.

"No." Lu Mingfei replied calmly.

"Hahaha, I just said that the dazzling red Ferrari outside must not belong to Lu Shenren, right? You still don't believe it!" Zhao Menghua put his arms around Xu Yanyan's neck and said loudly with a smile.

Maybe the joke wasn't actually funny, or maybe many people saw the invisible tension between Zhao Menghua and Lu Mingfei, and the atmosphere in the box suddenly became a little colder.

"Is that yours?" Lu Mingfei looked back at Zhao Menghua with a half-smile.

"So what if it's not mine?" Zhao Menghua's expression changed, and then he said arrogantly, "I'm destined to not be short of Ferraris to drive in the future!"

"Yeah, it's good. It doesn't have to be a Bugatti Veyron." Lu Mingfei picked up a piece of sashimi and put it into his mouth.

"What the hell? Lu Mingfei, don't you think you don't have to drink alcohol for a few words?" Zhao Menghua said with a frown.

"So you and I have been going around for so long just because you want to punish me with a drink. You are driving and driving a Ferrari. What a grown man talking about." Lu Mingfei filled a glass and drank it all.

"Who are you talking about?" Zhao Menghua's eyes were unkind.

"Okay, okay, what's the fuss about at the class reunion? I'll bring you a drink, and that's the end of the topic." Su Xiaoqiang stood up at this time, picked up the soju glass in front of him, and raised his head to drink.

There were cheers and applause in the box, and the little goddess's heroic spirit finally heated up the atmosphere a little more.

"Actually, there is no need to pay attention to that guy." Lu Mingfei said softly.

"It's okay. I just want to drink it. What's the point of coming to an izakaya and not drinking soju?" Su Xiaoqiang filled the glass again, "After you finish drinking Zhao Menghua's fine wine, I want to toast you with another drink. Are you going to leave?"

"Don't drink it after you finish this cup." Lu Mingfei reluctantly picked up the soju cup and touched it lightly with Su Xiaoqiang's cup.

Fortunately, the soju cups in this izakaya are not big, otherwise Lu Mingfei would have estimated that the little goddess would have turned into a rolling dragon today - the kind that goes out lying down.

"The interview at Kassel College should have been completely wiped out, right?" Zhao Menghua suddenly started talking, but secretly glanced at Chen Wenwen.

"Anyway, I didn't pass." Su Xiaoqiang shrugged, "But I don't care, my dad said he would send me to Stanford University."

"I haven't passed either." Chen Wenwen said softly, then she secretly glanced at Lu Mingfei not far away, "I don't know if Lu Mingfei has passed or not."

"If he can pass, he will be haunted. Just what nonsense did Cassel bring up..." Zhao Menghua said.

"Sorry, that's really a ghost."

For a time, countless pairs of eyes in the box looked at one person.