I laughed inwardly and sent him a kind word on WeChat.
Three days later, at noon, I arrived at the Kempinski Hotel near the city library.
Due to the traffic jam, I was running late, but fortunately, I didn’t arrive late.
When I first entered the private room, I found my two classmates had already started eating, not waiting for at all.
Li Chunchun also asked a question. Why did I arrive so late? How impolite?
I said I wasn’t late. Why was it impolite?
Li Chunchun didn’t hesitate to tell : "We all know Lu Zifeng checked out an hour early and ca straight here. I called you crude for doing that, didn’t I? You really can’t be a gentleman!"
I really couldn’t understand the relationship between politeness and impoliteness, but I didn’t want to argue with a woman, so I said, "Alright, I’ll pay attention next ti. Which table should I sit at beside the class monitor?"
"Sit with Lu Zifeng. Since you arrived late last ti, you should punish yourself with three drinks."
There were about forty people in total, but only less than twenty were here from our class. Now, they could all mingle with our class.
In our ordinary middle school, most of the students from regular classes wouldn’t go on to further their studies.
The so-called "mixed background" ones in this room only got into a decent university later and found a decent job.
For earning money, like Lu Zifeng did, it was absolutely a heavenly existence.
When I approached, no one noticed .
The table of nine people were recent graduates, discussing so trivial matters in both study and work.
For example, WHO and which university has a monthly living allowance of 3000 yuan, now working at the National Grid, with a base salary of 30,005 yuan, plus an annual bonus and allowance of 80,000 yuan.
Another example was a classmate saying once he graduated, his college grades significantly improved because it was too convenient to find work when his school gate was too hot.
Lu Zifeng said nothing, just kept eating, missing a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Until finally, so classmates reacted while discussing Lu Zifeng’s academics in university.
Classmate A boasted that the English level 6 exam was difficult to pass. He passed it twice.
And B attended high school, saying English indeed is very important in the workplace now.
Especially, the college-level 6 English exam results hold high value internationally. It seed that no one in our class, who was admitted, was qualified for the English level 6 exam. No unit would absolutely want them, destined to be eliminated by society.
From all that being said, person B suddenly struck Lu Zifeng with a toothpick: "I was expelled from high school for three months, then always wrote at ho, now earning 500,000 a year. How do you say soone eliminated could earn 500,000 a year like you university graduates can earn 5 million a year?"
Classmate B imdiately realized his mistake and said, "Brother Feng! You have a big perspective and temper, but you were expelled by high school rather than eliminated by high school!"
"Yes!" Lu Zifeng gave classmate B a glance, inadvertently looked at .
"Woah! Is our money big enough?" Lu Zifeng exaggeratedly looked at . "Sit down quickly!"
As soon as I sat down, a sudden commotion arose. Everyone asked Lu Zifeng how I could attend the class reunion.
This class reunion wasn’t just inviting their class elites?
Lu Zifeng did not take charge. He straightforwardly asked : "Qian Yibian, in your letter, is the Mud Buddha real or fake?"
When I heard Lu Zifeng’s words, I knew the opportunity Achao had arrived. As a result, students around laughed: "Feng Ge... Qian Yibian distributed a Mud Buddha ad to friends. I have to say, Qian Yibian was early enough to grasp a chance for wealth, so he could wear a suit to attend classmates’ acquaintance."
For example, he wasn’t fond of the logo "Jack Jones" on the windcoat.
Lu Zifeng inserted more chopsticks, yelled: "Did I ask you?"
When students around quieted down, he continued: "Qian Yibian, I want to invite you to perform a tafu dance that could make more popular. This year, our website’s new entrant King’s selection would start. If I win, next year, I’ll beco a net God earning millions."
I was shocked. Many hair classmates didn’t trust . The worst Lu Zifeng would believe again.
Not that I said, "Is it real or fake? Real, you must go ho and see the effect."
"Yes, I trust you. Then tell , in my case, what kind of ash rock could I invite?"
I said you should serve Emperor Weenchang.
On one side, my daughter laughed loudly: "Qian Yibian, are you the Tang Family’s Third Young Master’s peach blossom in three lives? How did you read the words inside? Moreover, the book you liked was ordinary. The Third Young Master Tang is famous now, ’I’ve also read Mr. Three. His stuff is aweso! It’s as good as Feng’s!’"
What I must say is, the author of ’Mr. Three, Tang Family’s Three Filial Pies’ was Tang Qigong, not Tang Family’s Three Filial Pies; secondly, Emperor Weenchang was a god and colleague of Dao; third, know that the next author was called ’Wind-blown Grass.’
When I said this, my daughter and classmates wanted to say sothing but didn’t want to anger Lu Zifeng: "My mom asked how many tis? I talk to Qian Yibian, don’t interrupt !"
When seeing Lu Zifeng moved, he was really angry, so he wouldn’t say so much.
Lu Zifeng continued to ask : "What kind of character role is Emperor Weenchang?"
"I explained on WeChat monts that the Mud Buddha was God’s blessing and your God. Emperor Weenchang, blessed by God of Joy, was an outstanding article. If you want to win as a new King, you must have good articles."
Lu Zifeng frowned and said: "I read your introduction in WeChat monts carefully. It seems the offering speed for God of Joy was relatively slow. But now, new friend King Zhong, results will co in five days, so he naturally doesn’t have to make the God rejoice."
"You and God can do it, but if you worship it, you have to wipe your teeth." I didn’t give Lu Zifeng any advice. It all depended on how he chose the na to die.
"Your God was scared!" Lu Zifeng gritted his teeth. "How much money? I’ll transfer to you now, but you must guarantee effectiveness! You understood the consequences after all."
Lu Zifeng transferred 10,000 yuan to , left school afterward, and went to my store with .
In the clay house, I competed with Lu Zifeng for a dreadful spirit called ’Soul-stealing Scholar.’
’Soul Stealer’ was contemporary with Tang Bohu.
He was talented but didn’t show to have talents. After several scientific examination nas fell on Sunx Shan, he began writing stories on the street.
The storytelling ability of Soul-stealing Scholar was really amazing. Many people would be fascinated by his stories, feeling like their souls were attracted by these fantastic stories. Therefore, the nickna of ’Soul-stealing Scholar’ disappeared.
Later, we all paid the price for this Soul-stealing Scholar, hoping he could write more stories about Zhiwei, and write faster.
The proactive scholar, because such calls were lined up, the big money in his hand increased, aning he was rembered by people.
A month later, in the dark wind, a thief opened the door and entered the scholar’s ho, cut him at the desk with a knife, plundered all the property’s wealth.
The next day, soone saw a shocking scholar lying on the desk, his rice paper soaked in blood.
On the rice paper was a story collection ’Liao Jing,’ he devoted wholeheartedly.
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