Super Seminary: Peerless Momen

A few minutes later, the elevator slowly rose to the top floor.

With a crisp "ding", the elevator stopped steadily, and the door slowly opened, revealing the figures of Dukao and others.

"This way, please!"

Liu Chuang made an inviting gesture and then walked in front side by side with Zhao Xin.

Dukao and his two companions followed closely behind, and the five of them filed out and walked into the corridor.

The first thing that catches your eye is a wide glass curtain wall with a frosted texture, through which you can vaguely see what's going on inside the room.

At a door a few steps away, Li Feifei was standing gracefully. She was wearing a white top with a blue floral pattern on it, a red belt around her waist, a black short skirt, and a pair of black high heels. She was tall and had fair skin.

Her eyes are cold and seem to hide some kind of story, giving people an overall elegant and mysterious feeling.

When they saw Li Feifei, a gleam of light flashed in Dukao and Lianfeng's eyes. They recognized at first sight that Li Feifei was also the object of their attention.

This is already the third one!

How many more are there behind?

Dukao felt a little uncomfortable.

Liu Chuang and Zhao Xin brought Dukao and the other two over to Li Feifei, nodded gently to each other, greeted them, and spoke with a smile.

"Fei Fei, this is General Du. I leave it to you now!" Liu Chuang said, introducing Du Kao to Li Fei Fei.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work!" Li Feifei smiled slightly and nodded.

"Of course. That's no big deal. We'll go first!" Zhao Xin waved his hand and said carelessly.

Afterwards, after Liu Chuang, Zhao Xin and Li Feifei handed over their work, the two said hello to Dukao and the other two, then walked towards the elevator and left.

Li Feifei turned her gaze to Dukao and his companions, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a warm smile.

Her voice was soft and confident, like a spring breeze blowing over newly opened flowers. "Hello, my name is Li Feifei, and I'm the boss's secretary. The boss is waiting inside. Please follow me."

Lianfeng glanced at Dukao, then looked at Li Feifei, smiled and nodded, concise but polite: "Okay, thank you!"

Under Li Feifei's guidance, Dukao, Lianfeng and Jess followed her and stepped into the transparent glass wall.

……

At the same time, on the other side, in the narrow space of the elevator, Liu Chuang and Zhao Xin's eyes met unexpectedly, and both seemed to be shocked by a hint of disbelief.

Finally, Zhao Xin couldn't help but break the silence, with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Damn, Chuangzi, did you recognize me?" There was a hint of excitement in his words.

Liu Chuang nodded slowly, his eyes gleaming with memories: "I recognized him. I saw him once on TV. I think it was at the Giant Gorge press conference."

Zhao Xin also remembered and responded affirmatively, nodding his head rapidly: "Yes, yes, that's him. He has two ears and three stars. He's a general, and he actually came to see our boss."

"Yes!" Liu Chuang nodded without comment, his tone full of admiration and respect: "It is said that I don't obey anyone except the boss. Besides, who is our boss? He is the descendant of the Mohist school, a thousand-year-old family!"

Zhao Xin clapped his hands in approval, then scratched his head, smiling with a hint of emotion: "That's right! Without the boss, we wouldn't have the wonderful life we ​​have today."

Liu Chuang took a deep breath, his eyes became far-reaching, as if he was recalling the past: "Yes, if it weren't for the boss, I would probably be in jail now."

Speaking of this, Liu Chuang couldn't help but feel a little contempt for his former self.

He used to be a gangster leader who roamed the society and did all kinds of bad things. He was like a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to kill him.

Fortunately, he met Mo He by chance, which enabled him to change himself and become the current Mo Xia.

To this day, whenever Liu Chuang thinks about it, he feels lucky for his choice.

Not only Liu Chuang, Zhao Xin also reminisced. He smiled and shook his head: "I guess I'm still a street thug now!"

He used to be a middle school boy who dreamed of becoming a gangster every day, wandering around the streets. He didn't commit any major crimes, but he often got into minor ones. He lived a life that was hated by everyone.

It was not until he joined Tiangong Group that he was reborn and became the pride of his parents.

When Liu Chuang and Zhao Xin recalled the ridiculous things they had done in the past, their hearts were filled with complicated emotions.

Those past mistakes and impulses now seem like the story of another life.

They couldn't help but sigh for their past selves and for the past years.

As the two recalled, their eyes met again, and this time, their eyes were full of understanding and resonance.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The next moment, they smiled at each other, and their laughter echoed in the elevator, full of relief and gratitude.

They patted each other on the shoulders, and this simple gesture contained deep friendship and emotion for their shared experiences.

During these years, they are not only colleagues, but also brothers who have gone through ups and downs together and walked through life and death hand in hand.

Over the years, their experiences as Mo Xia, those colorful and thrilling adventures, filled their hearts with deep emotions.

They once followed in Mo Xia's footsteps and set foot on the vast grasslands of Africa, the scorching deserts of the Middle East, the dense rainforests of North America, and the complex areas of the Golden Triangle.

Perform missions in these turbulent areas, experience life and death tests, and hone yourself.

What makes them even more proud is that they have not only witnessed, but also personally used many advanced technologies that ordinary people have never heard of or seen.

These technologies not only give them an extra boost in their missions, but also give them a new understanding and experience of the world.

Recalling the past years, the scenes passed through their minds like a movie, reminding them of a sentence - for them and Mo Xia, it was not just a slogan, but also a belief and a commitment.

They looked at each other, and in their eyes there were memories of the past, cherishment of the present, and expectations for the future.

Their hands were clasped together, as if this could convey all their emotions and beliefs to each other.

"Once a Mo Xia, always a Mo Xia." They shouted this sentence in unison, their voices full of determination and pride.

At this moment, they are not just individuals, they are Mo Xia, a group that never gives up and never admits defeat no matter what difficulties and challenges they face.

In just three years, the spirit of Mohism had been deeply embedded in the bones of the two people and became an eternal vow.