Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei, let them live with regrets for the rest of their lives.

Lu Mingfei smiled, not dwelling on Xia Mi's little thoughts, and said, "The problem is, are dragon bone crosses easy to find? I haven't encountered any third-generation pure-blooded dragons yet. Does Odin count?"

"...It's too difficult. You have to take it one step at a time. Don't fight each other." Xia Mi advised earnestly.

"Alright. Since things have come to this, let's continue eating," Lu Mingfei said after thinking for a moment.

"Okay. Senior brother, have some soup."

……

The next day, Lu Mingfei went to school and saw the "38th parallel".

“Brother Qiang…”

"s^2=dfrac1nsum_{i=1}^n(x_i-bar x)^2."

"..."

Chapter 70 Unhappy People Yearn for Happiness (Please Read Further)

Lu Mingfei was a smart man; he knew why Su Xiaoqiang was angry.

Because he concealed the fact that he was sharing an apartment with Xia Mi.

This makes him seem like a less than brotherly man.

Lu Mingfei didn't mean to hide it; he was just too busy lately and forgot about it.

Now, the world order has fallen into a bipolar cold war.

Lu Mingfei thought it best not to provoke Qiang Ge right now; he could apologize after she calmed down.

Su Xiaoqiang's anger grew even stronger as she waited in vain for Lu Mingfei's apology.

During class, the homeroom teacher talked about the monthly exam and gave special praise to Lu Mingfei. He said he had seen Lu Mingfei's progress these past few days and hoped that everyone would learn from him.

These words are like the sun rising in the west.

Most of the students in the class only knew that Lu Mingfei had indeed changed his ways and was studying hard, but they had no reason to be interested in the specifics. Therefore, they were all surprised to hear the homeroom teacher's praise.

The homeroom teacher not only praises, but also criticizes.

Chen Wenwen is a girl, and she's easily embarrassed.

Zhao Menghua became a cautionary tale, receiving earnest and heartfelt admonitions from his homeroom teacher.

Zhao Menghua said nothing, only saying, "Next time I will defeat Lu Mingfei and return to number one."

The homeroom teacher saw an unprecedented sincerity in Zhao Menghua's eyes and was speechless for a moment.

What else is there to say? Your homeroom teacher believes you!

The students whispered among themselves, feeling that something was definitely off about the class's atmosphere.

it's wired.

After class, Chen Wenwen was called to the homeroom teacher's office. It is unknown what they talked about. When she returned to the classroom, she seemed a little down.

But when he looked up and saw Lu Mingfei, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

During his lunch break, Lu Mingfei, who was working on a math test, received a note from Chen Wenwen.

Similar to pretending to pass by, someone would toss a small, tightly clenched piece of paper onto Lu Mingfei's desk, and upon opening it, find a line of text written on it:

"Meet at the club activity room."

Lu Mingfei was puzzled, wondering what Chen Wenwen wanted to see him about. He first crumpled the note up again and threw it into the desk drawer. When he looked up, he saw Chen Wenwen standing in the doorway, and she was also looking at him.

Upon being discovered, Chen Wenwen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned and walked away quickly, somewhat flustered.

Lu Mingfei: "..."

After much thought, I'll just let it go. (not really)

Lu Mingfei got up, wanting to see what Chen Wenwen was up to.

After Lu Mingfei left, Su Xiaoqiang reached into his desk drawer, found a crumpled piece of paper, and squinted slightly.

Don't think she didn't notice these subtle actions!

The literary society's activity room is on the third floor opposite the teaching building.

In China, student clubs are often superfluous, not only in high schools but also in many universities, where they are merely a formality.

However, if you have plenty of money, you can still have a lot of club activities.

The literary society has gathered three class beauties—Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang, and Liu Miaomiao—as well as a rich guy like Zhao Menghua.

Sometimes, they also hold book clubs, movie days, and creative writing events.

Lu Mingfei was quite involved at the time, though rarely in the creative process; he mostly lent a hand and ran errands.

The literary society was a classroom of moderate size, with bookshelves piled high with books collected at the authors' own expense.

The window is open, sunlight streams in, and the white curtains flutter in the gentle breeze.

As Lu Mingfei stepped into the classroom, he glanced at Chen Wenwen sitting quietly and reservedly in a chair.

He held a copy of William Faulkner's short story "A Rose for Emily" on his lap.

This is a novel that includes elements such as corpses, morbidity, imprisonment, suspense, and horror.

"What do you need me for?" Lu Mingfei asked softly.

Chen Wenwen looked up, her gaze tender and gentle, and said softly, "You haven't been to the literary society in a long time."

"I've been busy studying," Lu Mingfei said. "What can I do for you, President?"

President?

This form of address made Chen Wenwen feel distant; hadn't she been called Wenwen before?

Chen Wenwen was a little sad.

She wouldn't want to delay Lu Mingfei, so she got up, pulled a ticket out from between the pages of the novel, and handed it to him.

"This is?"

Lu Mingfei looked down at the ticket in his hand. It looked familiar for a moment, and then he realized what it was when Chen Wenwen explained.

Isn't this the top prize he won in the raffle at the mall yesterday?

Three-day trip to Changle Xiasha Seaside Resort.

With this ticket, all expenses, including accommodation, meals, and activities, will be reimbursed.

"This is……"

"Mingfei, let's go out and have fun together this weekend." After saying this, Chen Wenwen seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She slowly lowered her head, her shoulders slightly tense, and she waited anxiously for Lu Mingfei's judgment.

“But I still need to study…” Lu Mingfei said.

"A proper balance between work and rest is more conducive to learning," Chen Wenwen said softly.

"It's just the two of us..."

"No, there's also Liu Miaomiao."

"Ok?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback, somewhat surprised when he heard the name "Liu Miaomiao".

“The first prize is three tickets,” Chen Wenwen said, “so I invited Miaomiao along too.”

"Does she know about this?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask.

"I know," Chen Wenwen nodded.

"..."

“We can meet on Saturday morning, stay at the resort for a day, and leave on Sunday afternoon, so we won’t miss school on Monday,” Chen Wenwen planned.

Aren't your uncle and aunt worried?

“They feel at ease with Miaomiao by their side. Miaomiao’s parents are also very understanding.”

Since Chen Wenwen has already said that, what else can Lu Mingfei say?

He was about to refuse when he caught a whimper from Chen Wenwen, who was looking down, sounding like she was crying.

"..."

"...The right thing to do is to balance work and rest," Lu Mingfei said.

Chen Wenwen suddenly looked up. Warm light shone through the fluttering white curtains onto her fair face. Her eyes were slightly red, and her misty eyes were filled with joy.

Upon witnessing this scene, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think:

Ah, this girl is happy.

Lu Mingfei was infected by Chen Wenwen's joy at this moment, and the corners of his mouth also turned up slightly.

Some people, even if they are unhappy themselves, find some comfort in seeing others happy and yearn to see more people with happy smiles.

Hajiru, this is where you're stepping... cough cough.

“We’ve agreed to keep in touch on QQ. Remember to reply,” Chen Wenwen said softly, her words flowing rapidly.

After speaking, she left the literary society with light steps, giving Lu Mingfei no time to refuse.

Only Lu Mingfei remained from the literary society, holding the resort's tickets in his hand.

Lu Mingfei bent down to pick up the novel Chen Wenwen had dropped. He turned to a page with a sentence on it:

[We didn't think she was crazy at the time. We understood that when a person has nothing, they can only cling tightly to the things that are ruining their life.]

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, put the novel on the table, and left the literary society.

Back in the classroom, he sat down and turned to look at Su Xiaoqiang, but Su Xiaoqiang turned away and refused to look at him.

Still angry.

Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, was quite confident. His friendship with Qiang Ge was as strong as sworn brothers, and the small misunderstanding was nothing more than a few hardships on the road to friendship, nothing to be afraid of.

However, I need to inform Xia Mi about going out for the weekend, since we're roommates and she has the right to know.

Evening, at home.