Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 9 Su Xiaoqiang, Liu Miaomiao, Chen Wenwen

The homeroom teacher started babbling on and on from the podium.

Lu Mingfei didn't hear what he was saying at all; his mind was full of questions.

The intelligence panel... is it bugged?

Why is Su Xiaoqiang's favorability rating showing as 5? If there really is someone in the class with a favorability rating of 5, it should be Chen Wenwen!
But it seems that no one else made a mistake; Lu Mingfei just scanned the area again.

The vast majority of his classmates had a negative opinion of him, either -1 or -2, with a few at -3, which was consistent with his usual feelings.

The teacher who gave him the nickname 'Weighted Weight' had an even lower opinion of him, with a rating of -4. He rolled his eyes at him quite a bit when he saw him standing blankly at the classroom door.

"This is so strange..."

Lu Mingfei considered his relationship with Su Xiaoqiang to be just so-so... no, that's too mild a way of putting it.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the two had a blood feud.

It was her first day at school. Dressed in DKNY, Su Xiaoqiang waved goodbye to her father, who was in the coal mining business, her eyes and brows radiating pride.

According to the script, the boys in the class should be casting admiring glances at him.

However, she encountered her greatest rival in life—the artistic young woman Chen Wenwen.

At that time, Chen Wenwen was wearing a cotton dress and sitting on a bench in the corner, holding a copy of Marguerite Duras's "The Lover".

Although only a small percentage of the boys in the class liked this product, it was still an unprecedented setback for Xiaotiannv.

I've prepared all this so carefully, how come there are still seven or eight people staring at that girl reading by the window?

Just as she was about to unleash all her skills to finally defeat this scoundrel, a clueless boy appeared beside her, pointed at Chen Wenwen, and whispered to her, "That's probably the prettiest girl in our new class."

The little fairy had been proud for fifteen years and had never suffered such humiliation. She almost broke down.

That boy is Lu Mingfei.

From then on, the two became enemies. It's been almost three years, and every time they meet, they have to exchange a few sarcastic remarks, which is really irritating.

Actually, Lu Mingfei didn't think that much about it at the time. He simply felt that Chen Wenwen sitting there reading created a great atmosphere, so he just said that.

Unbeknownst to them, praising another girl's looks in front of a very attractive girl is actually a very serious matter.

Moreover, objectively speaking, the former's appearance score is at least two points higher than the latter's!

"However, the fact that Little Fairy is a rich woman has been confirmed. She can freely use more than 10 million. It's unbelievable! We're all the same age, so why is she 100,000 times richer than me!"

At this moment, Lu Mingfei felt that the increasingly abstract panel comments were practically his own mouth being spoken!

I hate rich people because I'm not rich!

……

"it is good!"

"Great!"

"awesome!"

Suddenly, a cheer erupted in the classroom.

All the students beamed with excitement, even the usually aloof Xiaotiannv, as if her winter break tutoring classes had been abruptly canceled.

"What's wrong? What did the teacher just say?"

Lu Mingfei poked Liu Miaomiao's shoulder with the cap of his pen.

This girl was one of the few in the class who was willing to talk to him. She played the piano and looked a year or two younger than the others. She was the kind of pretty girl who spoke softly and had a somewhat delicate personality.

She, along with Su Xiaoqiang and Chen Wenwen, were known as the Three Golden Flowers.

Lu Mingfei had just checked her intelligence panel.

Liu Miaomiao is actually the same age as everyone else, eighteen years old, but she looks younger. Her family is not as well off as Su Xiaoqiang's, but her family also owns a company. She has several thousand times more pocket money than Lu Mingfei. She has 2 points of favorability.

"Our teacher said that senior student Chu Zihang will be back at school this afternoon to give a presentation on university planning for our grade."

Liu Miaomiao turned her head, her fair face flushed, clearly delighted by the news. "Chu Zihang?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was happening.

This name is known to everyone at Shilan Middle School.

The absolute "other people's child".

Throughout his career, he consistently ranked first in academics, basketball, musical instruments, and even looks...

More importantly, his family was well-off, and he had a chauffeur who drove him to and from school in a Mercedes S500. While most of his classmates were still wearing Nike and Adidas, he had already started wearing Burberry and Diesel to create a British style.

Oh, and he's 1.8 meters tall.

As a result, all the girls in Shilan learned a word called 'unrequited love', and Chu Zihang also became the number one 'this villain deserves to be killed', becoming a character that every boy wanted to kill.

But Chu Zihang graduated last year.

I heard that he went abroad to a college affiliated with the University of Chicago, where he receives a scholarship of $2 every year. His name is displayed at the very top of the Shilan Honors Wall, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will probably remain there for decades to come.

"If I remember correctly, Liu Miaomiao should also like Chu Zihang."

Lu Mingfei's thoughts wandered aimlessly.

Every year, Chu Zihang's cello solo and Liu Miaomiao's piano solo are traditional events at the gala.

When the performance ended, the cheers from the audience were deafening. Lu Mingfei sat in a forgotten corner, resting his chin on his hand, lost in thought.

I'm so envious.

……

Taking extra classes during the winter break for senior high school students is a purely platonic activity.

There were no distractions like sports or art classes; it was just a back-and-forth battle between Chinese, math, English, physics, chemistry, and biology, with the main focus being a sprint.

Lu Mingfei was a science major.

Students continued to arrive at school throughout the morning.

They're all here because of Chu Zihang.

As a prestigious private high school, Shilan Middle School is not very strict about making up classes for students, and students can ask for leave at any time.

After all, some children have private tutors at home for targeted tutoring, which is more effective than large classes at school.

Some students already have plans to study abroad, or their families have made arrangements for them, so there's no need for them to waste time at school.

But when I heard the name Chu Zihang...

Many people are willing to adjust their tutors' schedules just to have a look.

Of course, the vast majority of such people are girls.

For example, Zhao Menghua, the class monitor in Lu Mingfei's class, was young, rich, academically excellent, athletically strong, and had many followers. This guy, who was said to be the most likely to become "the second Chu Zihang", did not come.

Xu Yanyan, one of his top henchmen, said that Zhao Menghua has been busy applying to study abroad recently, submitting a lot of application letters and hiring a foreign teacher to practice his spoken English. In his spare time, he is also taking baking classes, saying that he will have to cook for himself after going abroad, so he wants to cultivate his self-reliance in advance.

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, as if he had already been accepted by Harvard.

There was something that left Lu Mingfei unsure whether to be happy or worried: Chen Wenwen hadn't come, and there was no news from her on QQ.

I don't know what's going on.

time flies.

It was almost noon.

But even more punctual than the school bell was Lu Mingfei's stomach, which rumbled incessantly as soon as it was time to leave, the rumbling growing louder and louder.

Hearing the commotion, Liu Miaomiao, sitting in front, blushed slightly at the base of her ears beneath her hair.

Lu Mingfei awkwardly dug at the ground with his toes, but unfortunately, he couldn't suppress his appetite anymore.
hesitated for a moment,
"Liu Miaomiao, do you have anything to eat?" he asked softly.

(End of this chapter)