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"Brother, becoming the 'ruler of the universe' while lying down isn't that easy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the little boy disappeared, along with the crystal table and chairs.
Zero glanced at the rooftop where the little boy was, but found nothing there.
A cold wind swept by, bringing only a sense of desolation.
Chapter 52 What are you looking at?
Ling carefully locked the rooftop door, hid the key back under the flowerpot, and then returned to the classroom as if nothing had happened.
The bell had already rung, but she didn't care and went straight to her seat.
The physics teacher merely glanced at the new transfer student before continuing his lesson—the homeroom teacher had already instructed them to turn a blind eye to the girl.
The teachers were happy to have an easier time; they figured it was better to avoid trouble.
After Ling sat down, she quietly approached Lu Mingfei like a lazy cat.
The boy glanced to the side and saw her platinum-colored hair gleaming softly in the sunlight, with a faint fragrance emanating from it.
The distance was so close that I could see every single one of her long eyelashes, and the glint in her icy blue eyes.
"She looks like a white cat!" Lu Mingfei thought to himself.
He suddenly had a strange urge—to reach out and stroke her platinum blonde hair, as pure as fresh snow.
Zero noticed his gaze and tilted her head slightly, looking just like a cat waiting to be petted by its owner, which made Lu Mingfei's heart skip a beat.
What to do, she's so cute!
Lu Mingfei felt he was about to defect to the enemy.
His heart was pounding. Lu Mingfei clutched his chest, trying to calm his agitated heart.
This dragon bloodline is too troublesome. It keeps pulling this stunt, making it even harder to control than teenage hormones.
It seems he needs to improve his willpower as soon as possible.
Ling noticed Lu Mingfei's unusual behavior, her lips twitched slightly, and she moved a little closer.
To this, Lu Mingfei could only silently recite in his heart, "A calm mind brings coolness."
Surprisingly, this approach actually worked; he became focused on the lesson and stopped paying attention to the girl next to him.
The time soon came to noon.
After the bell rang, Lu Mingfei stood up and stretched. This morning felt like he was in prison.
From the break between the second and third periods, students from other classes and grades kept coming to their classroom door.
The purpose, of course, was to watch the female version of Chu Zihang appear beside Lu Mingfei, and the rumored male lead, Lu Mingfei.
Those gazes were filled with curiosity, incomprehension, envy, and jealousy, and some even carried malice.
Lu Mingfei and Ling Huo were like giant pandas being observed by others.
"Should we apply for a glass display case?" Lu Mingfei muttered to himself with a self-deprecating smile. "That would make it more convenient for everyone to view them."
Liu Miaomiao, who was in the front row, stood up, looked at Ling, then at Lu Mingfei, and hesitated before speaking.
When Lu Mingfei met those eyes that seemed to ask, "Should I not bother you?", he understood what Liu Miaomiao meant.
He had promised Liu Miaomiao that morning that they would have lunch together.
"Let's go." Lu Mingfei blinked and stood up first.
Liu Miaomiao followed quietly behind him, while Ling clung to him like a kitten that had recognized its master.
As for Su Xiaoqiang, he followed behind the three of them with great interest, like a researcher observing a rare Pokémon.
"What do you want for lunch?" Liu Miaomiao asked.
"That depends on what the cafeteria offers."
“We can go out to eat,” Liu Miaomiao said with a hint of anticipation.
Lu Mingfei shook his head: "Let's forget it, the cafeteria is fine."
"All right!"
Lu Mingfei glanced at Ling and found that the girl was unusually quiet.
As for Su Xiaoqiang behind him, he simply chose to ignore him.
The reason is simple: we can't afford to offend them.
In the past, he would have used a few sarcastic remarks to criticize Su Xiaoqiang.
But now, he has come to terms with it.
He'd rather become stronger than deal with these boring things.
His 150 points have been sitting in his personal account for a day.
He must act quickly to monetize it and transform it into his own strength.
While they were thinking, the four of them arrived at the cafeteria of Shilan Middle School.
As a prestigious high school in the city, Shilan offers a wide variety of dishes.
However, he couldn't afford to eat it before and could only watch Lu Mingze eat it.
His previous routine was to eat at home in the morning and evening, and just grab some bread from a convenience store for lunch.
The reason is simple: his aunt used to give him too little living allowance.
They could barely survive without starving, and had no chance to taste more expensive dishes.
Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei felt another surge of anger.
He will get back the living expenses that were withheld from him sooner or later, with interest.
The moment the four stepped into the cafeteria, the previously noisy space immediately quieted down.
Countless gazes, some open and some hidden, were cast upon them, only to frantically dodge under Lu Mingfei's sharp stare.
The aftershocks of this morning's "classroom coup" are still lingering—
This former loser is now someone who can make the entire class bow down to him, and even Zhao Menghua, who is known as "the second Chu Zihang," has to lower his head.
A dramatic scene unfolded while people were queuing:
The students in front automatically parted to make way, like Moses parting the sea, and the four of them reached the front of the line in just over ten seconds.
Lu Mingfei was both amused and exasperated—when did he become a fearsome demon king?
But then I thought about it again, and according to the system settings, aren't I the villain right now?
It seems reasonable for villains to enjoy some privileges.
Soon, the four of them occupied a table in the corner of the restaurant.
It's worth mentioning that, besides Lu Mingfei, Liu Miaomiao also paid for the rest of the meal by card.
As Ling pulled a hundred-dollar bill from her pocket, Liu Miaomiao swiftly swiped her meal card.
The way Ling expressionlessly handed the US dollar bill to Liu Miaomiao was strangely reminiscent of a pet owner feeding their pet.
Ultimately, when Liu Miaomiao refused to accept the US dollars, Ling directly stuffed them into Lu Mingfei's pocket.
"This is... the feeding fee?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but mutter to himself, earning him a questioning tilt of his head in return.
……
At the dining table, Ling and Lu Mingfei sat on one side, while Liu Miaomiao and Su Xiaoqiang sat on the other.
Lu Mingfei picked up a piece of golden and crispy fried chicken cutlet and put it in his mouth. His gaze inadvertently met that of Su Xiaoqiang across from him.
The young woman was elegantly picking up a piece of braised fish when she saw him looking over. Her eyes widened immediately: "What are you looking at?"
"I..." Lu Mingfei swallowed the chicken cutlet with a wronged expression.
She was the one who had been watching him all morning, but now she's the one making the accusations.
“Su Xiaoqiang,” he put down his chopsticks, “I don’t really understand your behavior.”
Su Xiaoqiang slowly wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue: "Oh?"
“Zhao Menghua and I have completely fallen out, but you’re still trying to get close to me.”
"What does this have to do with Zhao Menghua?" Su Xiaoqiang suddenly raised her voice, attracting attention from several tables around her.
She quickly lowered her voice, but the anger in her eyes did not diminish at all.
Lu Mingfei shook his head with a wry smile.
Perhaps Su Xiaoqiang herself didn't realize that her feelings for Zhao Menghua were practically written all over her face—just like when he had a crush on Chen Wenwen, he thought he was hiding it very well.
He scooped up a spoonful of milky white crucian carp and tofu soup, and slowly said amidst the rising steam:
"You've always been at odds with Chen Wenwen, so you joined the literary society precisely because of..."
"Shut up!" Su Xiaoqiang slammed her chopsticks down on the plate, making a crisp sound.
She took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "My affairs are none of your business."
The atmosphere at the table froze instantly.
Ling continued eating quietly, seemingly oblivious to the conflict; Liu Miaomiao, on the other hand, nervously looked back and forth between the two, like a frightened rabbit.
Lu Mingfei sighed: "I just wanted to remind you, if you still want to be with Zhao Menghua..."
"Mind your own business." Su Xiaoqiang interrupted him, lowered her head and continued eating, but tightened her grip on her chopsticks.
Chapter 53 Shangqing Sword Scripture
No one spoke during the rest of the meal, and Lu Mingfei didn't bother to say anything either.
He has said everything he needed to say; as for how to choose, that is Su Xiaoqiang's business.
After finishing his meal and putting down his chopsticks, Lu Mingfei brought up the system's semi-transparent interface.
Because of his dragon blood, he often had strange ideas.