Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Lu Mingfei, who was sworn to guard the small money, threw himself on the guitar case, which stunned the people who rushed over to ask for autographs. They couldn't laugh or cry when they saw the handsome young man holding the box containing the money and not letting go. It's not like he's a green bandit blocking the road, so why should he be so defensive?

Lu Mingfei quickly realized that he looked a bit silly now. He quickly zipped up the guitar case, stood up and carried it on his back. The weight of money gave him a heavy feeling of happiness.

Xia Mi slowly swayed in front of him, raised the brim of his hat, revealed his delicate and pretty face, and praised: "You sang quite well just now, I'm impressed."

"Hey, you don't have to say it." Lu Mingfei imitated Bruce Lee and gave a cool touch on his nose, showing a stinking expression.

Xia Mi rolled his eyes and glanced at the three people behind him who were dealing with the enthusiastic audience.

Xia Di and Fingel were holding pens to sign autographs, while Chu Zihang was surrounded by several girls, who seemed to be asking for his QQ number.

Xiaolu looked at his senior brother who was expressionless as if he was wondering how to refuse, and decisively pushed Xia Mi over: "Quick, the task of rescuing senior brother will be left to you."

Winter vacation composition... Oh no, there is such a question in "How a Badass is Made":

[If your friend is surrounded by girls because he is too popular, what would you do?

A. Standing aside to watch the show and cheering: "He likes to take the initiative!"

B. Can’t watch my good brother suffer, so he decisively joins in: “I came at the right time!”

C. Grabbed his hand and declared domineeringly: "He is mine!"

D. Find a girl who is outrageously beautiful and make other girls feel ashamed and leave. 】

He used the elimination method to know which one to choose for this question, so he threw a Xia Mi into the circle without hesitation.

The effect is amazing!

Lu Mingfei was relieved after successfully rescuing Senior Brother Chu, but he didn't know that there were actually people who wanted to ask him for his QQ account. However, after the food-protecting behavior just now, everyone tacitly gave up this idea.

"Come on, come on, everyone, come and take a photo." After Xia Di dealt with the passers-by, he took out his black SLR and asked everyone to come over and take pictures.

"You, yes, that's right, it's you." He pointed at a middle-aged man who was inconspicuous among the crowd and shouted: "Come here and help take a picture."

The man calmly put away the DV player and stepped forward to help take pictures.

Xia Di stood at position C with her arms around the shoulders of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang. Fingel carried Bess on his back and struck a handsome pose next to him. Xia Mi was also pulled over and stood next to Chu Zihang in a cute way.

With a "click", the moment he pressed the shutter, Xia Di pinched Lu Mingfei's face, turning the aloofness he tried to maintain into something funny.

The scene was frozen in the midst of old Xia Tou's unkind laughter. The SLR camera in continuous shooting mode recorded all the scenes of Xiaolu's classmate from shock to confusion to anger and anger as he chased and beat Xia Di, making it an unforgettable memory for the young man. Precious memories.

After stuffing all the things back into the jeep, Xia Di took a few people to the private restaurant before, opened a private room and prepared to have a good meal.

This meal was not only a celebration of the first performance of the Four Dragons, but also a welcome to Fingel, who came all the way to work for Xia Di... and worked as a tutor for Lu Mingfei, so he got the right to order first.

When Fingel took the menu, he immediately ignored the braised pork knuckle. He often ate this in Germany, and the dishes at Kassel Academy are all German-style. The most common ones are roasted pork knuckle, All kinds of sausages, mashed potatoes and sauerkraut. We eat these crappy things every time we welcome the new students at the luncheon.

He almost vomited.

Looking at the pictures to identify the dishes, he chose the excellent-looking drunken pork ribs and lychee meat.

It was Xia Mi's turn. She was here to get information, so she was happy to have a meal. Recently, she felt like she was becoming the king of the ocean and water after eating fish every day, and her whole body smelled like fish.

But after all, it didn't matter that much, so I didn't want to order anything big, so I just ordered the white chicken in a reserved manner.

Chu Zihang said it didn't matter, he would eat whatever he had and handed the menu to his junior brother.

Lu Mingfei was still thinking about buying foreign teachers with delicious food and creating opportunities for himself to compete in StarCraft, so he decisively chose the delicious braised pork elbow.

Hearing that the famous German dish is roasted pork knuckle, Fingel traveled all the way to China. He must feel the taste of home when he eats this dish. By then he will know that he has to thank himself for his thoughtfulness.

The smart classmate Xiaolu fantasized about joining forces with Fingel to trick Lao Xia Tou. He smiled from ear to ear, but was slapped by Master Xia: "What are you laughing at? You are so stupid."

"No, I remembered something happy." Lu Mingfei put away his smile and gave Fingel a look that said, "Look at your guilt."

The big German man was confused by what he saw, and he wondered whether the happy thing he was doing was related to him: "What happy thing?"

"I made money." When he mentioned this, Xiaolu's classmate became happy again. After Uncle Xia took his order and the waiter walked out, he picked up the guitar case that he had always carried with him:

"Let's see how much we gained today."

Speaking of money, Fingel also became interested: "It should be eight or nine hundred, right?"

He kept staring. Many girls were throwing ten- and twenty-yuan bills, and some wealthy parents saw their children happy and just threw big red bills.

Although the total amount of money is not enough for his scholarship, it is a rare experience after all, and the commemorative significance is greater than the actual utility.

The food was not served that quickly, so everyone simply counted the money together to pass the time. After a final count, they found that the harvest this afternoon exceeded a thousand.

Although he knew that the square had a large flow of people, was only a step away from the commercial street, and that the consumer groups who came here were not short of money, Lu Mingfei was still shocked that he actually earned his aunt's month's salary in one afternoon. ? !

My aunt often complained that her job had too much work but little money. She said that Uncle Lu was not capable of making a lot of money and could not let her be a full-time housewife like her neighbor Mrs. Chen. She had to make money and take care of the family. She got up early every day to make breakfast for everyone, causing her to fall asleep. There are some shortcomings.

Lu Mingfei had nothing to say about this. If she didn't complain about her mother or other neighbors and colleagues at night, everyone's sleep quality would be much better.

The young man thought that if he sang a few more times, he would be able to collect his tuition for one semester.

Just think about it, not to mention that everyone has to share the money equally. Today, everyone is just trying to be new, and so many people may not buy it in the future.

Xia Di took out a rubber band and tied the money into categories, then divided it into four equal parts and handed them to the other three people: "Everyone performed very well this time. Thank you for your hard work."

Lu Mingfei was holding a wad of banknotes, his eyes shining. This would be the capital for his ability to live a leisurely life in the future!

"Uncle, are we coming tomorrow?" Classmate Xiaolu, who turned into a financial fan, looked at Xia Di, his eyes almost turned into the shape of "￥".

He used to live on 700 to 800 yuan a month, and he would go to relatives and neighbors' houses from time to time to eat. Apart from being a little lonely, his life was actually quite satisfying.

In order to continue this nourishing daily life, he decided to make more money.

Of course, he would not tell anyone about the "desire to show off" that had already emerged in his heart and longed for more attention to thrive.

However, Xia Di did not agree in a hurry, and said sincerely: "Singing and singing are just a way to adjust your life. Don't forget your main job - study."

He promised that as long as Lu Mingfei's performance was good enough, he would bring him back to make a small amount of money.

Chu Zihang had no objection. Every experience he had after meeting Master Xia and Junior Brother Lu added a bit of color and fun to his boring daily life.

Fingel doesn't want to be exploited by Xia Di all the time, so of course he supports it with both hands.

So everyone turned their attention to Xia Mi, making the little girl feel uncomfortable: "What are you looking at me doing?"

"Do you want to join us?" Lu Mingfei sent the invitation on behalf of Uncle Xia. He still remembered that Fairy Xia lived in an old villa and looked like his family was in dire straits.

"Can I?" Xia Mi was a little moved. She really needed some pocket money.

"Of course!" Xiaolu said nonsense, patting his chest, "The ancients said that men and women can work together without getting tired. Our band has too much yang energy now and needs some yin energy to balance it out.

When you come, we will change from the four dragons to the five dragons! "

"Why are you called the Four Dragons? It's so unpleasant." Xia Mi caught the key words, instantly became energetic and started to talk.

"Because we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, descendants of the dragon!"

"What about him?" The little girl stared at Fingel, as if asking why the Western dragon is also a dragon?

"Uh, let's continue calling the Four Dragons." Lu Mingfei felt that Uncle Xia should be blamed for this because he didn't choose the name well: "I'm sorry, Shufen."

Fingel: "..."

Thank you for being so rigorous!