Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Early the next morning, Lu Mingfei woke up from the comfortable 2-meter-long bed. He turned around and glanced at Lao Xia Tou, who was sleeping in the bed next door. He raised his feet slightly and turned over like a kite. After thinking about it for a while, he jumped up on the spot. A Leo flying kick hit Xia Di hard with her eyes closed.

"Eat my kick!"

Last night, Lu Mingfei dreamed of the red-haired kid again, but this time he took precautions and avoided the opponent's fist. He originally wanted to distance himself and reason, but the guy said that fists were the best way to fight. Good idea, throw a punch first, and then ask the questions all over again.

Although Koji-san's physical fitness is comparable to that of the red-haired kid, his combat effectiveness is strongest only when he is holding a weapon. With his bare hands, he can only be one-sided.

As a result, the battle in the dream last night was particularly ugly. He was running away from the red-haired kid in front of him and was chasing after him. Xiaolu's classmate, who was unfamiliar with the terrain, was unable to fly. In the end, he could only fight with the opponent on the ground using bastard fists.

Originally, he wanted to see if he could transform into Kamen Rider Faiz to shock this little kid from the backwoods, but he was distracted and punched in the nose again, and he woke up when he opened his eyes again.

Facing Lu Mingfei's menacing flying grass, Xia Di didn't even bother to open her eyes. She turned over a little and Leo kicked him away.

"Boom!"

Lu Mingfei fell on the bed and was not discouraged. When he got up, he hit the soft quilt with his strong elbow again. The force of this elbow was so painful that Xia Di couldn't help but groan: "Not bad, left Come too."

"Get up quickly, the sun is shining on your butt!" Lu Mingfei patted Xia Di hard on the back and got out of bed to wash up.

Today was the first round of the StarCraft China Finals, and he didn't want to miss it.

Although he felt that giving up Lao Xia Tou's gold coins and choosing to become an e-sports player was a waste of watermelon, it did not prevent him from seeing the world.

Soon, the two of them finished packing, had breakfast at the hotel, and then drove to the Olympic Center. Behind the SUV was a mediocre business Mercedes.

When we arrived at the Beijing Olympic Center, there were already a lot of people gathered here, both domestic and foreign. The audience and contestants were all very excited, almost all young people in their twenties, especially groups like Xia Di and Lu Mingfei. Completely invisible.

This fully reflects the domestic hostility to electronic games. No parent will bring their children to watch electronic opium.

"Hello, handsome man, are you and this little brother father and son?"

Just when Xia Di was about to take Lu Mingfei to the players' rest area to collect autographs and take photos before the game started, a female reporter with light makeup on her face and a photographer came over and handed the microphone to in front of him.

Xia Di glanced at the microphone next to her mouth, then at the camera that was almost in front of her, then at the reporter and photographer's expressions of "I want to make a big news", and replied very calmly:

"none of your business."

The female reporter who was about to use the relationship between Xia Di and Lu Mingfei to create the focus of public opinion was stunned by these four short words. She was stunned for two seconds before she said with a smile: "Sir, we are not some bad media. , with a press pass."

As she said this, she held up her press pass: "We are reporters from xxTV, and we want to interview you about why you brought your children to watch video game competitions. It's because you think the harm of video games to young people is unimaginable." The hit is so big, but still..."

The female reporter tried to throw out her words in one breath so that Xia Di could not avoid it. Unexpectedly, this young man who was more handsome than Azu Akuan and Awu just glanced at him sideways and said, "It's none of my business."

Putting aside this deafening motto, Xia Didai put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulders and walked away, teaching him earnestly as he walked:

"Mingfei, remember, there are many things in this world that can be solved with those eight words. As the saying goes, as long as I have no morals, morality cannot kidnap me..."

The female reporter held the microphone and froze on the spot, watching Xia Di instill fallacies into the flowers of the motherland. She wanted to rush up and stop him, but looking at the expression on that flower's face as if she was listening to the truth, she was worried that in the past she would only get the sentence "It's up to you." Bullshit".

Mai Shutoku, who was wearing a hat, glasses, and a loose sportswear, with the hem of her XXL jacket hanging down to the middle of her thighs, perfectly concealing her long legs, passed by silently without attracting anyone's attention.

Time passed little by little, and Xia Di and Lu Mingfei swept away all the contestants from all over the world. After learning that Lu Mingfei, who would become famous in the future, learned that Lu Mingfei could defeat seven computer players at a young age, he I patted him on the shoulder with great admiration and said that in the future, it will be up to you to shoulder the burden of StarCraft. If you find it boring, you can consider coming to World of Warcraft to develop.

The two young men next to them, known as Brother Feng and Brother Tietou, said that you, a World of Warcraft player, should go away and defend the glory of the interstellar. It was their duty to do so.

Lu Mingfei, who was favored by many star players, was a little overwhelmed. He was not sure which path he should take in the future. After all, he was only twelve years old and had just entered the first grade of junior high school and had no plan for his life.

Fortunately, there was an old Xia Tou beside him. That nasty adult who always liked to tease him touched his head and whispered: "Child, the day you were born, the entire StarCraft server was whispering this name - Lu Mingfei, I am proud to watch you grow up day by day and become synonymous with genius. You must remember..."

"Please shut up." Lu Mingfei's face almost turned into shame at the shameful words, and he reached out to cover Xia Di's mouth.

The onlookers laughed together. These pioneers who have laid a solid foundation for Chinese e-sports looked at Lu Mingfei. Although their beloved career has never been favored by others, they just want to work hard in this dark place with their passion. They broke out in the environment, but at this moment, they all have a feeling that they are not alone. The existence of Lu Mingfei proves that their efforts are not daydreaming and wasting their youth.

Chinese e-sports will definitely flourish!

The horns in the audience buzzed and the game was about to begin. Xia Di took Lu Mingfei out of the contestants' stand and sat down in the empty auditorium.

"Uncle, I feel that those big brothers are... so awesome." Lu Mingfei looked at the rows of computers in the Olympic Center and the players who put on their headphones and devoted themselves to the game, feeling a bit of yearning in his heart.

The technology at this time was far less advanced than that of later generations, and the conditions did not allow for large-screen broadcasts. Lu Mingfei could only judge the situation of the game through the reactions of the players, but even if the conditions were so simple, the big brothers who played professionally did not complain at all. , just do your best to compete for the championship that represents all honors.

"Not all roads to pursue dreams will be smooth sailing. The journey to pursue dreams is always accompanied by countless setbacks and misunderstanding, and people often have to overcome all kinds of dangers to reach the other side of their dreams." Xia Di crossed her legs and raised her hands. Holding the knees and shaking the body:

"Mingfei, do you have a dream?"

"I don't know." Lu Mingfei shook his head. Before meeting Uncle Xia, the color of his life had always been gray. Only when his parents came home did he have some bright colors.

A young man who stays alone in an empty room with lonely company every day will fantasize about being a heroic hero who is unrivaled in the world in martial arts while watching cartoons, and a brave man who holds a long sword to slay demons and protect human safety. But when he lies in bed Shi is just an ordinary child who prays to see his parents when he wakes up the next day.

He had said that he wanted to be a hero like Linghu Chong, wanted to take Digimon around on adventures, and wanted to share Lao Xia Tou's coffin book with his senior brother, but these casual jokes seemed so fragile in front of the group of people below. Unbearable.

Dreams are not just a lot of rhetoric that can be said casually. They carry the courage to fight, persistent beliefs and the courage to create.

"People still have to have dreams, otherwise there is no difference from being a salted fish." Xia Di said the lines of a certain comedy king. Lu Mingfei turned his head after hearing the words and looked at the man who has been acting like a salted fish doing nothing lately. Old Xia Tou asked:

"Uncle, what is your dream?"

"My dream..." Xia Di seemed to be reminded of long-lasting memories by these words, her eyes flashed with deep light, and her tone also revealed the vicissitudes of time:

"My dream was quite simple. I just wanted to go out and walk around. It didn't take much effort to realize it. It's boring to talk about."

"What about your current dream?" Lu Mingfei was curious and seemed to want to refer to his answer.

"I am a qualified salted fish now and have no dreams." Xia Di let go of her knees and slumped on the plastic chair. She tilted her head and looked at Lu Mingfei's small face with the word "serious" written all over it, and chuckled: "I don't have any dreams." Dream, but you can protect other people’s dreams.”

This is the line of the main character of Kamen Rider, right? The plagiarism is so blatant, uncle, have you paid off the copyright fees? !

Lu Mingfei complained in his mind, but continued to ask: "For example, whose dream did you protect?"

"Hmm...for example, a dead child who was destined by fate and couldn't help himself."

"Who?" Lu Mingfei was curious, "How can you protect his dream when a person is dead? Does he want to be reincarnated in the dirt?"

"No, he just doesn't want the people around him to be implicated by his incompetence." Xia Di pursed her lips and smiled, and touched Lu Mingfei's head. The furry hand felt great:

"But I know he has a warm heart."

It's not your fault to be indifferent to the world, and it's not your wish to be weak. It's just that the man behind the scenes called the old thief is suppressing you from growing up so that you can always be his puppet.

But fortunately, he is here.

Lu Mingfei got goosebumps when he saw Xia Di's "affectionate" eyes. He slapped his troublesome hand away and raised his chin proudly:

"Although I am not sure what my dream is yet, I am certain that

My dreams are infinite! "

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