In the suite on the executive floor of Lijing Hotel, Nono was drinking coffee with a dejected expression.
On her Apple laptop screen, a dialogue box was displayed.
The person with the ID “Sonic” asked,
“Is the news confirmed? Lu Mingfei’s rating is an S given by the Principal?”
“The professor said it himself. This interview, to put it bluntly, was prepared for Lu Mingfei.” Chen Motong wrinkled her delicate nose, her mouth drooping.
“I originally planned to use the game to gain an advantage over him, but I didn’t expect that even with Noma, I was no match for him.”
“Cheating is already very unethical.”
“Exactly,” Chen Motong shrugged, “I took the risk of being unethical precisely because I wanted to play a game I was sure to win against him.”
“But you lost,” Sonic said.
Through the screen, Chen Motong could imagine the smile on the other person’s face.
“Why bully a freshman?” Sonic continued.
“An S-rank freshman, you know. If we don’t bully him now, we won’t have the chance later,” Chen Motong said frankly.
“This is your competitive spirit acting up,” Sonic pinpointed Chen Motong’s thoughts precisely.
“Since you didn’t succeed in bullying him anyway, while he hasn’t enrolled yet, change tactics and help him more.”
Chen Motong stuck out her tongue, “No.”
“The Student Union needs such talent. An S-rank must not fall into the Lionheart Society’s hands. Helping Lu Mingfei is like an olive branch from the Student Union President to an S-rank freshman,” Sonic said.
“Alright, alright.”
Seeing Sonic bring up the Student Union, Chen Motong couldn’t insist any longer.
She understood Sonic. If she was a girl with a strong competitive spirit in his eyes, then he was an out-and-out campus politician in her eyes.
The Student Union was one of the few things he cared about at the College.
Next door suite.
Lu Mingfei lay on the large, soft bed he had never experienced before, letting out a long sigh.
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Was this also a blessing brought by the Upper-Middle Lot?
Getting an N96 for free, a 36,000 scholarship, free disposal of living expenses, and gentle Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters.
At this moment, he was extremely glad that he chose to believe those lines of text prompts a few days ago.
Feeling the softness against his skin, no one competing with him for space, and a pleasant indoor temperature.
Drowsily, Lu Mingfei fell asleep.
Lu Mingfei rarely dreamed. Perhaps everything today made him very excited, and his brain cells were more active than usual. In a trance, he dreamed of the future he had chosen by following the Middle-Middle Lot.
That was his initial choice.
In the future of the Middle-Middle Lot, he still participated in the Kassel College interview.
But it was Aunt and Professor Guderian who made the call.
As a result, he was the last to enter the conference room. Under the pressure from the previous students, he couldn't even answer the last question and hastily forfeited, which led to him not getting Ye Sheng’s contact information.
It was Ye Sheng who called Aunt’s landline, and only then did he take Aunt’s family to Lijing Hotel for breakfast.
After meeting Professor Guderian, not only did he not agree to enroll in Kassel College, but his careful thoughts were also exposed by Chen Motong in public.
He didn’t get the living expenses, and he didn’t remove the filter of memories he had for Chen Wenwen.
He was also made to run errands, going door-to-door to collect money for movie tickets.
Lu Mingfei, after waking up, only felt a sense of dread. He hadn’t expected that a single thought could lead to such a huge difference.
Fortunately, it was just a dream. Now, just imagining the future he was about to have filled his heart with happiness.
He had never thought that he could sleep in a Presidential Suite for a night, nor had he thought that he could receive the living expenses from his parents completely intact.
“Awake?”
Chen Motong pushed the door open from outside and peeked in. “If you’re awake, come with me to pick out clothes. Aren’t you attending the graduation party?”
“After all, you’re a student of our Kassel College. Being so sloppy won’t do.”
Lu Mingfei’s heart stirred. Senior Sister was right. The graduation party was a very important part of three years of high school, and dressing formally wasn’t a bad thing.
“Then I’ll trouble Senior Sister,” he said with a friendly smile.
Chen Motong’s mood immediately improved significantly. After all, you don’t hit a smiling person.
…
“So this is your and Chu Zihang’s high school alma mater.”
On the way back to the hotel after buying clothes, Chen Motong specifically asked Lu Mingfei for the location of his high school and turned onto this cobblestone path.
Lu Mingfei was startled. “Is Senior Brother Chu Zihang also at Kassel College?”
Chu Zihang was a legend of Shilan Middle School. He didn’t know how many times he had heard that name from girls.
He knew that Chu Zihang went to study abroad, to an affiliated college of a university in Chicago…
Hiss, he should have thought of it.
How many affiliated universities could there be for the University of Chicago?
“Yes, and he even became the leader of the Lionheart Society, a school club,” Chen Motong said as a matter of course.
“But he’s not my leader. I’m part of another club, the Student Union.”
“My club leader asked me to ask you, are you interested in being Chu Zihang’s opponent?”
Lu Mingfei’s heart tightened. Anyone who could be Chu Zihang’s opponent must be incredibly powerful.
A battle of immortals was definitely not something a small fry like him could interfere with.
So he quickly waved his hands, “No, no, I’m just a small demon patrolling the mountains. Asking me to be the Great Sage’s opponent is too scary.”
Chen Motong smiled silently, humming softly.
Silence fell for a moment.
Lu Mingfei lowered his head, recalling his life at Shilan Middle School, and couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
Going to the same university as Chu Zihang, he should be able to hold his head high now.
“Lu Mingfei?” Suddenly, a familiar voice called Lu Mingfei’s name.
Lu Mingfei looked up in surprise. The girl opposite him, wearing a white cotton dress, covered her mouth in surprise and politely said to Lu Mingfei,
“I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Lu Mingfei knew that Chen Wenwen’s gentle expression was due to her upbringing and politeness, so he also nodded politely.
“Senior Sister said she wanted to see my middle school, so I brought her over.”
“Oh, oh.” Chen Wenwen was a little embarrassed.
She had seen Chen Motong at the interview and was overwhelmed by Chen Motong’s aura at the time. Seeing her again now made her a little uncomfortable, feeling like she was back at the interview.
“I remember you, Chen Wenwen, right?” Chen Motong said, hopping in front of Chen Wenwen.
At that time, she had speculated to Ye Sheng that Lu Mingfei’s unrequited love was Chen Wenwen. Now, seeing Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen meet, she felt it was a bit dramatic.
“The one behind you, is that Zhao Menghua?”
Her gaze swept past Chen Wenwen, and Chen Motong saw Zhao Menghua rushing over, holding a paper bag of campanula in his hand.
“You two seem to have a good relationship.”
Once Zhao Menghua stood beside Chen Wenwen, Chen Motong said keenly, while observing Lu Mingfei’s reaction.
Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, his heart touched, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he still put on a smiling face, just like the one he had practiced countless times to deal with Aunt—not a defeated dog’s smile, but an awkward yet polite smile one uses when encountering classmates.
It was flawless, but no one could ever sense any excess emotion from it.
“We are all classmates and in the same club, so our relationship is indeed a bit more harmonious than with other classmates,” Zhao Menghua explained, while observing Lu Mingfei’s reaction out of the corner of his eye. Everyone in Shilan knew Lu Mingfei liked Chen Wenwen. But now Lu Mingfei’s appearance was as if nothing of the sort had ever happened.
Zhao Menghua didn’t understand and was greatly shocked. Could it be… his gaze fell on Chen Motong.
Chen Motong happened to be observing Zhao Menghua as well. The moment their gazes met, the scumbag radar buzzed in her head. She glanced at her future Junior Brother behind her, a subtle arc forming at the corner of her mouth. “Are you familiar with Lu Mingfei? It’s good that I ran into you two; I won’t have to go to the school for background checks.”
Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua exchanged glances. To be honest, in Shilan, besides the two of them, perhaps only Su Xiaoqiang was a bit familiar with Lu Mingfei.
“Alright, I guess,” Chen Wenwen said softly, her gaze flicking to Lu Mingfei behind Chen Motong. What Chen Wenwen hadn’t expected was that Lu Mingfei’s attention wasn’t on them at all.
At this moment, Lu Mingfei was walking behind Chen Motong, carrying large and small bags, completely oblivious to what Chen Motong and Chen Wenwen were talking about. His mind had already drifted to Kassel College.
Would Kassel College be a gathering place for chunibyo?
Since there were clubs, would there be an Anime Club or a Literary Club?
What major should he choose?
The four of them eventually parted ways at the crossroads. Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen continued walking forward, while Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong went the other way.
Lu Mingfei watched Chen Wenwen and the other person’s retreating figures, then suddenly came back to his senses. He had just walked a not-so-short distance with Chen Wenwen. Before, when he walked with Chen Wenwen, he always felt that time was very short, but this time…
Lu Mingfei put down the large and small bags he was carrying. His arms and legs were a bit sore and tired. After standing in place and catching his breath for a couple of seconds, he finally wondered if the time Senior Sister spent chatting with Chen Wenwen was a bit too long.
He looked at the retreating figures of Chen Wenwen and the other person, his heart slightly stirred, feeling that at this moment, he had completely parted ways with them.
The next time they met, it would probably be a different scene, Lu Mingfei thought.