My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

"I don't mean to hurt you, I'm just stating my thoughts and facts at the time." Chu Zihan stabbed Lu Mingfei again with an expressionless face.

Lu Mingfei's body was in pain at the moment, but he felt it was far less painful than his heart.

"If you know you're not good enough, don't try too hard. If you encounter a similar situation next time, it's better to go to other places and call some people. Those gangsters bully others and don't dare to do anything when they see too many people. They just run away. Or you can choose to call the police directly and describe it in a descriptive way to make the police think that something big happened, otherwise they may not take it to heart," Chu Zihan said.

"The front one is indeed feasible if there are many people around, but the back one has nothing to do with me." Lu Mingfei smiled stupidly, "I don't have a mobile phone, so I can't call the police."

"Why not?" This was the first time an expression appeared on Chu Zihan's face. Although she just frowned slightly, it seemed to her that it was a surprise that the students of Shilan Middle School did not have mobile phones.

Most middle schools in this city prohibit students from carrying mobile phones. Only Shilan Middle School does not have this rule. The school itself has high tuition fees, and those who can attend school have some financial resources. In comparison, the money for a mobile phone is a fraction. It doesn’t even count. It is standard equipment in Shilan Middle School that everyone has a mobile phone. Therefore, Shilan is also known as a noble school in this city, which is why the previous gangsters would laugh at Lu Mingfei for being a young man.

"I live with my uncle and aunt, and my parents are digging holes all over the world. The relationship is not far away, and we are not close at all. Their family conditions are not that good. There is really no need to buy me a mobile phone. , I don’t have much use for it anyway.” Lu Mingfei said calmly.

"That's it." Chu Zihan just answered such a faint sentence and continued to lower his head and apply ointment on Lu Mingfei's bruises.

Lu Mingfei was heartbroken. The senior looked disinterested. Who would want to listen to someone they met for the first time chatting about their unfortunate family history? If this kind of person were placed in a TV series, he would be the image of a rejected man on a blind date. He can be as upright as he wants, and as bad as he wants.

He had no choice but to think about something to talk about, but there were very few opportunities in his life to get alone and private with such a goddess-level figure. Xiao Jiujiu was usually full of bad intentions, but now it was time to train. Like a wilted dog's tail flower, it can't squeeze out any ink at all.

The atmosphere was a bit silent. Lu Mingfei quietly watched Chu Zihan busy here and there. The only thing he could do was to use the other arm to tear open the packaging of the boxes with one hand while she was painting one arm. .

Chu Zihan was very serious and strictly followed the instructions in every step. He disinfected with medicinal alcohol before starting work. Some of the wounds were bleeding, and the people who were in pain after pouring alcohol directly on them grimaced and gasped. However, in front of the beautiful woman, he had to endure it even if his teeth were broken. Lu Mingfei listened to the sound of his teeth rattling and tried not to make any sound. sound.

"Does it hurt? It sounds like your teeth are about to break." Chu Zihan suddenly raised his head and glanced at him.

Unexpectedly, the skill that he had worked so hard to maintain would be exposed by a beautiful woman with just one word. A really bad boy will be bad for the rest of his life. Maori Xiao Mingfei finally got some opportunities and wanted to show off, but he didn't expect to meet him. What arrived was the famous detective Zihan.

"It's...ok! It doesn't hurt as much as I thought!" Lu Mingfei had to admit, but he still added some words to make himself sound less bad.

"If you need it, you can take some ibuprofen, which can be anti-inflammatory and analgesic." Chu Zihan raised his chin to indicate that she had bought it.

"No need! As the saying goes, scars are a man's medal! This little pain in the wind and rain is nothing, just wipe your tears and don't be afraid!" His white rotten spirit seemed to be engraved in his soul, no matter what time it was. I could speak a few words, but now I even came up with the lyrics, and I still sang casually with an accent.

Facing his somewhat dour singing voice, the corners of Chu Zihan's lips actually raised slightly. It was a very light smile, just like when you are walking down the street in a depressed mood and suddenly something comes from the loudspeaker of a supermarket. He made a very funny joke. You were not in the mood to listen to it, but you listened to the whole thing unintentionally. The string in your heart moved, and you laughed out of nowhere.

Many boys in Shilan Middle School have privately discussed whether Chu Zihan can laugh. The opposition believes that laughter is a natural expression of human beings, and it is impossible for Chu Zihan not to be immune to it. The supporters believe that people like Chu Zihan cannot be summarized by ordinary humans, because ordinary human girls will not bravely break into the men's room.

The argument between the two sides was deadlocked, with no result in the end. But now the answer can be revealed. The school beauty of Shilan Middle School can smile, but she smiles rarely and very stingyly, just like a flash in the pan, fleeting, but as long as she is beautiful enough, someone will always remember her.

Seeing the goddess-level Flower of the High Mountain smiling in front of him, Lu Mingfei felt quite comfortable and felt that he had gained face. Some people say that even if you are a loser, as long as there is a movie queen-level girl standing next to you holding your arm, then others will look at you with respect. Every man hopes to have such a girl by his side. A glamorous girl. Although Chu Zihan does not belong to him, at least at this moment, people passing by will look at her a few more times when they see her applying medicine to herself, and they are probably thinking of envy, jealousy and hatred for this boy.

After being single for so many years, Lu Mingfei was really in a trance at this moment. He didn't think anything wrong. Chu Zihan and he were not from the same world at all. There was no acre and a half of land for a toad in the swan's world. But seeing her holding his arm and applying medicine to herself like a wife in a boudoir, with her slender eyelashes curling like bird wings, I felt inexplicably happy, feeling that my plan was not in vain.

"Okay." Chu Zihan packed up all the used garbage and threw it into the trash can next to him. "The external injuries have been treated. If there are still any invisible spots on your body, you can check them after you go home. Now, take all these medicines with you as a thank you gift from me."

"Thank you?" These two words made Lu Mingfei confused, "Senior sister, I was the one who got a black eye because I was a bitch, and I bothered you to come out and use a knife and a gun to save me. Why? Are you going to thank me? If you want to thank me, it’s only right that I thank you!”

"It's not about the heart, but the deeds." Chu Zihan said, "If I don't know how to use the Japanese sword, and something like that happens today, and someone appears at such a bad time, no matter what the outcome is, at least in my eyes , you were a real hero at that moment. People who have the courage to do good things and uphold justice deserve recognition and encouragement. I hope you will still be such a person in the future, Lu Mingfei."

"Senior sister, you actually know me!" Lu Mingfei was shocked. Before tonight, we had no interaction at all. How could Chu Zihan know about the only designated goddess of Shilan Middle School and the loser with no sense of existence? name? This is not a popular prime-time youth idol drama, such routines have long been outdated!

"When doing morning exercises, I will check the class list to score points. Your hands and feet are not very coordinated. You often have the same hands and feet during exercises. To be honest, at least 40% of the points deducted for your class in morning exercises are It's your credit." Chu Zihan explained, "It's not surprising that I will remember you."

Lu Mingfei's face, which was about to say something, turned into a stiff smile, and he thought, "I know, how can a bad boy have a relationship with a goddess? If the goddess can call you by your name, you think you are a toad." Fine! They are just faithfully performing their duties. That clown in the morning exercise team who has uncoordinated hands and feet cannot remember is a ghost!

After spending his whole life in vain, Lu Mingfei felt that he could compete with the Great Wall and be able to adapt to any situation. However, he did not expect that his complete weakness and embarrassment would be completely exposed in front of the goddess, and he would always say a few words. In an instant, Chu Zihan was beaten to the ground, unable to fight back.

It seems that he has not yet achieved his magic skills. A generation of gangsters met a heroine from a wealthy family. He tried his best but it was just three-legged cat kung fu. The goddess didn't use her real skills at all. She casually used the Jade Girl Sword Technique. The bastard couldn't resist it and lay down on his back.

Feeling depressed, he unknowingly curled up on the bench with his chin resting on his knees. His posture was somewhere between an old farmer resting in the countryside of Shaanxi and a pug squatting on the roadside waiting for its owner. He completely forgot that there was someone beside him. Chu Zihan was watching.

The warm oil-paper bag came close to Lu Mingfei's face, immediately pulling him out of his melancholy. He looked up and saw two identical oil-paper bags in Chu Zihan's hands, but one belonged to her. My own, and the other one is right next to my face.

"I'm treating you to a treat, to treat the hero Lu classmate who has encountered injustice on the road." Chu Zihan said. It's hard to tell whether she is teasing or continuing to hurt people, but the oil paper bag in her hand is very real, and a good smell wafts from it. It turned out that she had already bought a midnight snack when she went to buy medicine, but she had kept it tightly tied and sealed until now.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. Your Majesty is a thousand years old." Lu Mingfei said thank you in his voice, smelling like a factory road.

Considering that Chu Zihan could easily buy more than a thousand medicines for some injuries before, Lu Mingfei felt that there might be a lot of mystery in this oiled paper bag, and there might be delicacies such as dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder, etc. hidden in it.

Unexpectedly, when he opened it, it contained an ordinary crumb cake, and it was wrapped thoughtfully to prevent the soy milk bag next to it from getting oily. Lu Mingfei immediately felt that Chu Zihan was very approachable, and the senior sister who was like a goddess was also the same. She is not just a fairy in heaven who only eats wine and dew, she also likes the delicacies from roadside stalls on earth.

"Senior, you are a little different from what I imagined." Lu Mingfei chewed the crumbled oil cake, his voice a little unclear.

That's what beauty means. Eating the same thing with Chu Zihan, this common roadside snack became especially delicious. The single guy seemed to suddenly understand the true meaning of those damn lovers. It turned out that they were not in his hands. How delicious your food is, it’s the people around you that add extra points. Maybe it’s not the seasoning or workmanship, but invisible hormones.

"What do you mean?" Chu Zihan understood Lu Mingfei's words, but not the meaning. In order not to stain her clothes, when she ate the residual cake, she would roll up the paper bag and hold it with her left hand. The body deliberately leaned forward to prevent the oil residue from falling on himself. It was really that he was eating simple things with a different kind of elegance.

Lu Mingfei, who was chewing heavily, saw Chu Zihan like this, and his movements silently slowed down. With the pearl in front of him, he was really embarrassed to gobble it up like his second senior brother eating ginseng fruit.

"Do you know you are famous in school?" Lu Mingfei said, licking the grease on his lips.

"I know." Chu Zihan nodded, his long and straight hair rippling in the evening breeze.

"One of the topics in our boys' dormitory is to discuss you. Everyone has a lot of imagination about you. Some people think that you actually know everything and are a master of PUA, so they are willing to use themselves as a pioneer to improve the quality of morning exercises. Some people think that in fact, you know everything and are a master of PUA. You just look cold, but you are kind and upright in nature. It is just your duty to bravely enter the men's room. If dressing nicer can make everyone feel better, then you are happy to sacrifice it. You, even if there are girls secretly chewing the back of your tongue."

"So this is who I am in your eyes..." Chu Zihan thought thoughtfully, and gradually put down the cake in his hand, "Do you think so too?"

"Yes, after all, you rarely participate in extracurricular activities. We are in different grades and classes. The closest time is when you enter each class to check your appearance. To most people, you are full of mystery and very outstanding. The beauty of Shilan School. It is normal for everyone to talk about you, and they are often full of beautiful imaginations." Lu Mingfei said, "But today I got to know you differently, and the mystery in my heart is much less."

"I didn't deliberately create my own personality. I'm just not used to having too many people around me. Rather than doing extracurricular activities, I would rather spend my time reading more books." Chu Zihan said, "I'm sorry for causing you misunderstanding."

"What's the matter? Senior sister, you probably have a wrong understanding of your popularity in Shilan Middle School. Everyone just likes you and appreciates your goodness. They feel that someone like you appears in their world. It’s so great here.” Lu Mingfei gestured with joy, “Believe me, the boys at Shilan Middle School are most grateful to you! Looking back on your middle school career many years later, there will always be an unknown that belongs to you. You are Electricity, you are the light, you are our spuerstar and myth!"