If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 820 Busy Summer

The whistle version of Twisted nerve is fluttering on the street, Lu Mingfei is walking under the shade of a tree with his hands in his hands, the sound of the whistle comes from far away, and the sunlight cut by the branches crawls endlessly across the back of his white T-shirt above his head , colorful balloons were floating unscrupulously in the hands of children, and the sunlight refracted light spots on the dome of the balloons, forcing people's eyes to turn to other places.

The time is 09:30 noon, two or three hours away from the noon when the weather forecast said the highest temperature of the day, and the temperature in the morning is already hot enough to make people lose their appetite. But Lu Mingfei is different. Being able to eat may be one of his few advantages. Even the diving instructors praised Lu Mingfei only: being able to maintain a good attitude of eating and drinking under extreme circumstances.

Remember what my aunt asked for was a handful of shallots and Cantonese sausage?It seems that today's dinner is well received, but it is probably due to Lu Mingze's blessing. Before my aunt's sweetheart is admitted to the University of Austin and goes to study in the United States, there must be a rich family dinner as a souvenir, lest the unconscionable little fat man The capitalist society is fascinated by the colorful world and forgets the warmth of home. If it is not for the power outage today, there must be a dozen dishes for dinner to celebrate, right?

Speaking of which, did you have a so-called family dinner when you went to Kassel College?
Oh, yes, yes, they had lunch at the restaurant of the Regent Hotel. Lin Nian's treat cannot be called Lin Nian's treat, but it was a college treat. The consumption in the Regent Hotel was paid by the school, but it was a pity that I was still a little touched at the time. Lin Nian ordered a three-tiered cake for himself as a celebration of his entrance into school.

Speaking of cake, why do I always feel like I forgot something?
Walking to the zebra crossing, Lu Mingfei stood under the sun and stared blankly at the sparkling light on the curtain wall of the high-rise building. The traffic lights read the seconds in the distance, and the red light jumped to the green light. Pedestrians hurriedly stepped out and stopped behind the white line The figure on the car was blocked by the shadow of the sun visor, only half of the body illuminated by the sun could be seen, and Lu Mingfei who was still dazed by the side of the road was reflected on the windshield.

Someone honked the horn, and Lu Mingfei's thoughts were finally dragged back. He glanced at the green light that was not too long, and hurriedly ran up the zebra crossing with his head down. At this time, Jay Chou's "Flower Flower" suddenly sounded in his pocket. Hai", he took out his phone and glanced at the screen, and found that it was his aunt's call, even if he was crossing the road, he answered it in a hurry.

"Mingfei, have you been to the vegetable market? If you haven't, buy me two radishes to cook soup with! Also, you ran too fast and forgot to tell you that the toilet seat at home was cracked by your uncle. Go to the furniture store to buy a new one and come back and remember not to be greedy for cheap, buy a higher-end 'beech' one, last time I read in the circle of friends that if you buy a toilet seat once, you will easily get rashes on your buttocks!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Lu Mingfei agreed in one voice.

"Also, I have something to do when I go out in the afternoon. You can solve it yourself for lunch! If you don't bring the key when you go out, you know where the spare is, and remember to put it back when you use it! Oh, and, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, you can buy it back I cut up the radish by the way, remember to put it in a ventilated place in the kitchen or it will be sour at night!"

"Okay, okay." Lu Mingfei felt that he opened the memo and typed it in one by one. When he brought lunch for Fingel, the names of the dishes reported by the other party were not so difficult to remember.

"By the way, what's more, I bought the toilet seat and installed it by the way. I pay so much property fees every month for those who are looking for real estate. They have to work for the money. You should pay attention to their work when you are at home. Don't mess around. Sitting in the room playing games all day, or you wouldn’t even know the house was emptied!”

My aunt is still nagging, but Lu Mingfei has already crossed the road, and he was trained to keep his head down the whole time. At Kassel College, he was never so humble when he was repeatedly nagged by the deans and professors about his quiz results. From a certain point of view, middle-aged women are as strong as a master of how to train your dragon.

The phone was hung up, and the world of cicadas sounded much cleaner. Lu Mingfei stood still with the phone in his right hand and took a long breath. He was not brewing the anger of being yelled at like a donkey, but trying to give it to him in his head. My aunt arranged to pull a task list.

He has to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables first, then go to the furniture city to buy a toilet seat, then find a place to reward his Wu Zang Temple, then rush home and chop radishes for soup at night, and then he has to call the property management to wait Repairing the toilet. Oh, yes, when you go back, you have to bring a bottle of mineral water to the repairman who repairs the electric switch. If the electric meter is repaired in advance, he has to remember to do the "daily" of the college.

What a busy day at the 'S' level, Lu Mingfei shook his head and felt that his head was a little big. If it was Lin Nian, what should the other party be doing now?What about Chu Zihang?These two people lived in the same city as him. Could it be that they were running around in the sun for Cantonese sausages and white radish in such a hot noon?
Cut it out.

Lu Mingfei was about to put his cell phone in his pocket, but the phone suddenly sounded a rapid siren. The kid passing by on the street with ice cream and hydrogen balloons was frightened and sat on the ground with the ice cream on his face. Immediately, he burst into tears, and the hydrogen balloon flew upwards as soon as it was released.

Under the angry eyes of the children's parents, Lu Mingfei frantically poked the screen as if he was about to eat the phone to interrupt the alarm sound, complained a lot, then ran forward with his head down, and finally entered a shady alley at a corner. He looked at the screen of the mobile phone, which was getting brighter in the shadows, as if he had seen a ghost.

The siren is not because the phone is overheating and will automatically explode. After all, Lu Mingfei has never used the equipment department products. Even if those guys want to increase research funds and even promote "equipment department daily technology products" in the college, few students will be fooled into buying them Nine times out of ten, there are electronic devices with self-explosion function. After all, not everyone can reproduce the case of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences making snacks to earn extra money.

Lu Mingfei turned off the short alarm on his phone, and it showed on the lock screen that he had an unread text message. Yes, the alarm sound just now was the incoming reminder of this text message. Isn’t it that Lu Mingfei likes to mess up the incoming notification sound of his mobile phone? It's the same as the bombing warning, but there is only one number in his mobile phone that will be so horrifying.

"Mingfei.Lu, you have unread SMS 1—Norma"

A text message from Oceanside College, after half a summer vacation, Lu Mingfei thought that when he returned to the once deserted days, the organization finally remembered him.

Lu Mingfei opened the lock screen and clicked on the text message, and quickly read it with a rather complicated expression and mood. Sure enough, the content of the text message was as horrifying as his incoming letter alert.

"Mingfei. Lu:

The Executive Department has assigned you a temporary task. You need to arrive at the South Railway Station before 007:2011 p.m. today, hand over an important document to the Executive Department commissioner B07, and bring it back to the main campus of the college. Your return ticket is booked at In the early morning of July 18, [-].

This mission is a temporary emergency mission, you are assigned as a commissioner to assist, please contact the mission commissioner 'Richard' within half an hour of receiving the text message to learn the mission details.The logistics department will locate your location according to your real-time address and arrive at your location within 60 minutes for task pick-up and preparation. Please be ready at any time.

Office of the Executive Minister.

PS. According to the admission information, you were born on July 1992, 07, and you are 17 years old today.On this important day, I would like to wish you a happy birthday on behalf of President Hilbert Jean Angers and all the professors of the Academic Affairs Committee.Thank you for sharing your wonderful time with us at Kassel College and the privilege of growing together.

In addition, according to school regulations, birthday students can customize a birthday cake for free in the college restaurant, but you are currently on a Chinese summer vacation, so the free birthday cake service will be postponed to July 7 when the summer semester begins. The flight ticket back to this department has been booked for you, please be ready to leave at any time after the mission of the execution department is over.

Yours sincerely, Norma. "

"Birthday? Mission" Lu Mingfei was stunned.During the time when he returned to China, he worked as a cow and a horse for his aunt during the day, and he was like a black slave. The rest of his free time was full of joy in the Red Police, and the days were wasted in the summer sunlight flowing on the ceiling and the keyboard that seemed to be singing endlessly. Remember what birthday.

As for the urgent task of the Executive Department, besides the 'Bronze Project', this is probably the first time he has received a task from the Executive Department, right?But why is the time node in the summer vacation?Even in class, a group of black windbreakers picked him up and took him away without giving him a chance to be handsome, which is quite regrettable.

Lu Mingfei's head was a little confused, and he was confused by the text message with a lot of information, so in his already busy day, two major events suddenly fell from the sky?The first one is that the American school reminds him that today is his birthday. Although the school’s free cake can’t be eaten, it can be postponed until returning to school. Sun's genuine 'S' class who spent most of the summer vacation, are you going to start reusing him?
It's just that since it is reused, why is he assigned to the position of 'specialist assistance'? I remember that the group of seniors from the Executive Department in the Night Watch forum said that the position of 'specialist assistance' is usually given to mission specialists. Do odd jobs?
During the task, the commissioner is thirsty after looking through the files, and you have to go to Starbucks to buy coffee; when the commissioner interrogates the prisoner, you pass the iron and tongs by the side; You don’t have to go when the commissioner’s bed is cold. At most, you can buy a hot water bottle for the commissioner. The executive department is not as bureaucratic as corrupt.

All in all, in the eyes of the trainees, the position of "specialist assistance" is basically no different from that of a handyman. Even if you wear the black trench coat of the executive department, your face is as cold as the "Men in Black" starring Will Smith Likewise, this doesn’t change the fact that you’re just a handyman. Wearing a black trench coat from the executive department and putting on a Sima’s face, going to Starbucks to buy coffee can you be superior to others?Maybe the security guard at the entrance of Starbucks has to consider whether to let you in after seeing your attitude.

But who is this "Richard"?Richard?Sounds oddly familiar.

Lu Mingfei swiped his phone and checked it again, and finally figured it out. This text message is basically to remind him that he is a Loser whose birthday he can’t even remember, and to tell the Loser organization to temporarily think of you as a foot wipe. Yu Wen should go to work as a handyman to run errands for others!
Lu Mingfei really doesn’t care about birthdays. At most, he was a little excited to hear that the free cake can be postponed to enjoy, but he didn’t feel much about the rest. Even he himself can’t remember his own birthday. There are still people in this world who really care about his birthday. several?Parents archaeological far away in the jungle?They can't explore the dragon's tomb while discussing what to choose from the tomb as a birthday present for themselves, right?

It's nonsense.

The sunlight outside the alley hit Lu Mingfei's feet, and the water ditch reflected a line of blue sky extending along the alley in the distance.He leaned against the dark alley where the hustle and bustle could not squeeze in, bowed his head and read the text message silently three times, remembering each time point and the name of the commissioner, and then deleted the text message.

Today's schedule may have to be rearranged. Unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei is such a busy person. He also runs errands for his aunt and does odd jobs for the executive department. But thinking about it optimistically, at least I didn’t lie down like a dead pig in a house with a power outage on my birthday and waited for a day to stink, which is already very successful!
Someone needs Lu Mingfei, and someone is waiting for Lu Mingfei to give him feedback. Isn't this the greatest achievement on his birthday?
"Ding."

After deleting the text message, another text message came into Lu Mingfei's mobile phone. This time, the reminder sound was normal and there was no scumbag alarm.

"Happy birthday. Chu Zihang." It was as clean as the Japanese sword that the letterman carried with him.

"." Lu Mingfei was stunned.

Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Club, sent Lu Mingfei a birthday text message on an ordinary summer morning, just like a courtier’s birthday. The emperor personally congratulated him. He felt flattered but not surprising, after all, Lu Mingfei was good or bad. He is also a member of the Lion Heart Club. It is not surprising that the president who loves his name like Zizi remembers the birthdays of every member. After all, there is something called the emperor's mind in this world. He sees that President Chu is usually an emperor, showing his domineering side So close to tattooing the lion of the Lionheart Club on the clothes.

"Ding"

Another text message followed.

"Happy birthday. Don't be late for the tasks of the executive department. We can have dinner together when we have time in the evening."

Lu Mingfei looked at the contact person, Lin Nian, and immediately raised his eyebrows, and his heart swayed with the water in the canal. It turns out that someone really remembers his birthday?Sure enough, a bad friend is a bad friend. You can forget your wife’s wedding anniversary, and your wife can forget your birthday, but a bad friend will definitely remember every reason to have breakfast, lunch and dinner with you. A bad friend is as strong as a diamond. what!

But why did he know that he had received a task from the executive department?Does he know the commissioner named "Richard"?Or is the real brand 'S' more well-informed than this miscellaneous brand?Lu Mingfei couldn't figure it out, and he noticed that Lin Nian's text message and Chu Zihang's text message would be sent at the same time, with a difference of no more than three seconds. Is this a coincidence or some shady relationship?

He thinks maliciously and teasingly.

"Ding"

Two more text messages came in one after another.

"Happy birthday. Lu Mingfei, if you have time to have dinner together at night, I'll cook." The person who wrote the letter, Lu Mingfei, wrote Lin Xian in the note. Of course, Lin Nian remembers Lu Mingfei's birthday, and Lin Xian must remember it too.Is Lin Xian cooking tonight?Lu Mingfei began to seriously consider whether to skip the family dinner at night, and what reason would he use?To put it bluntly, it is my birthday and I want to get together with my friends, it should be understood, right?

He went to the next text message.

"Happy birthday. The place for dinner should be at my house, you know the address." Su Xiaoqiang, Lin Nian and Lin Xian all remembered that the little celestial girl would definitely get involved, making them neat like a family.

But if the three of you are together, can't you send a text message directly?What a waste of text messages!Lu Mingfei couldn't help laughing. He was relieved from the depression caused by the sweltering weather and the errands.

"Ding."

The phone rang again.

Lu Mingfei hurriedly looked down, thinking it was another birthday message.

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"Lu Mingfei, is this your mobile phone number? I'm Chen Wenwen. I heard you're back. Today at 11:30 noon, the Literature Society will have dinner at the Sophie Lard Pizza Restaurant. If you receive a text message and have time, come with me." Bar."

Lu Mingfei accidentally kicked a stone at his feet. The stone rolled over and fell into the ditch, smashing the line of blue sky, just like a meteorite falling into the Pacific Ocean. The blue sky rippled away.

His face showed on the screen of the phone was a little dazed.

The world seems to suddenly fall into a high pitch, the sound of cars passing by outside the alley, the sound of children exulting after getting new ice cream, the sound of a lost red hydrogen balloon rising with the wind, the sound of a Twisted nerve whistle somewhere .All are squeezed into a string, sprinkled side by side by the sun in this scorching summer.

This sudden text message made Lu Mingfei a little dazed. He held his phone and looked out of the alley, full of scorching sunlight.

The exchange of letters after a year is like a hydrogen balloon that I thought would float far away into the sky and never see it, but when it accidentally raised its head, it suddenly became entwined on a high branch. It turned out that it hadn't flown far. Just hanging there shining brightly in the sun.

(End of this chapter)