"It seems reasonable. Then I'll ask him if he has any background." Mo Man's eyes lit up and he quickly pulled his head back.
"Mo Man, how reserved are you as a girl?" Mo Yu seemed to be shocked by his sister's operation, and asked after two seconds.
"It doesn't exist. I have always been a lady, so I will ask him in a ladylike manner."
Click.
Mo Man first took a photo of his long, white cartoon legs, and then sent it directly to Lu Ze in a private message on BBS.
[Slowly, slowly]: "My legs are longer than that girl's. I told you that you have earned it. Now you can tell me that you are not the dean's illegitimate son. Don't worry, I won't tell others."
…
Ding dong.
Lu Ze, who was occupying a corner of the long table in the dormitory, heard the clear beep coming from the tablet.
After taking a bite of the fragrant fried rice, Lu Ze casually opened the tablet.
It's a private message from Hurricane BBS.
The sender - [Slowly, slowly]?
Who is this?
Lu Ze clicked on the private message and saw a pair of slender white legs.
Well……
Lu Ze looked up at the ceiling lamp, feeling a little dazed.
So this is the wrong message.
[Lu Ze]: "Who are you?"
…
Girls dormitory.
Mo Man's eyes were stunned, and then he rushed towards his sister in panic, shouting: "What a shame, I forgot to note my name."
…
More than ten seconds passed.
[Slowly, slowly]: "I am Mo Man, a beautiful and cute twin sister. Please recall carefully, after all, it is difficult to find such a cute combination of beautiful girls in the whole universe."
[Lu Ze]: "I understand, so what's the matter?"
[Slowly, slowly]: "...Didn't I ask you just now?"
[Lu Ze]: "I am not an illegitimate child."
[Slowly, slowly]: "Then tell me secretly, does it have something to do with being in the academy? A very hard kind?"
When Lu Ze saw the last sentence, he suspected that the girl was driving, but there was no evidence. In the end, he could only reply bluntly: "No."
[Slowly, slowly]: "Then why are you on our school's hot searches one after another? I am jealous of you. Tell me and I will send you a beautiful photo of my sister. It is definitely better than the posed photo on the forum. So beautiful.”
Mo Yu, who was quietly browsing the web with his chin propped up next to him, had no idea that he was betrayed by his sister in the blink of an eye.
[Lu Ze]: I didn’t expect it to be a hot search, but actually it’s not a surprise.
Seeing the reply, Mo Man was stunned, and quickly continued typing and asked: "Then tell me quickly, and I will pay you the interest first."
Click!
The picture of a beautiful and gentle girl holding her chin was sent directly.
Mo Yu turned his head and asked doubtfully: "Are you filming me?"
Mo Man shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no, I'm filming myself!"
Mo Yu felt that his sister was saying something connotative again, so he rolled his eyes and looked at the screen again.
[Slowly, slowly]: "How is it? Isn't it super beautiful? Let me tell you, there are two beautiful girls talking to you now. Please tell me why!"
Lu Ze wanted to say that you don't have to be like this, but he always felt that if he posted this, he might be misunderstood as hypocrisy.
well……
So after taking a cursory glance at the profile photo of Mo Yu, who had a thick waist and thick teeth, he replied to Mo Man seriously.
[Lu Ze]: "I am not surprised about this matter. Mainly because my strength does not allow me to keep a low profile. You should know that gold will shine wherever it is."
Lu Ze answered very modestly. He always felt that it was not good to say something like "the stars are always so bright and the sun is enough to turn the night into day" to a beautiful girl, so he chose a more conservative wording such as gold shining. Bar.
Girls dormitory.
Mo Man was stunned, how could there be such a thick-skinned person in the world.
[Slowly, slowly]: "You hate it, I don't like talking to you anymore!"
The anime girl cartoon avatar turned gray.
Your friend [Slowly, slowly, slowly] is offline.
Lu Ze felt more and more confused.
I was having a good time eating fried rice when you asked me suddenly. Now I tell you that you asked me in turn.
Gao Yue, who said he didn't want to eat, but was actually the first to finish the fried rice, was still unsatisfied. Seeing Lu Ze's disappointed look, he asked doubtfully, "What's wrong, Brother Ze?"
"Isn't humility and honesty a virtue?" Lu Ze uttered such a torture from the soul.
Gao Yue seemed to be confused by the question. He thought about it carefully and said with great approval: "It is indeed a virtue."
Lu Ze suddenly became interested. He took a mouthful of rice, ate it, and leaned towards Gao Yue, "Do you think I have such virtue?"
Gao Yue's expression froze with excitement.
"Pfft." Wang Xinxing, who was struggling to pick up the rice over there, spit out the rice grains.
As for Yan Zhang, who remained silent, he silently put away his finished lunch box and walked out.
Lu Ze sighed: "Alas."
At this moment, Gao Yue always felt that his roommate Lu Ze looked like a lonely ranger.
Maybe that's what it means to be a master.
Lu Ze lay back on the bed in low spirits, staring at an ant crawling on the ceiling.
Sure enough, it's not that easy to get around in Novice Village with a max-level account.
If it is misunderstood now, it will be harder to change people’s impressions from now on.
Forget it, don’t think about it.
After all, he is a chief.
Then we have to bear a burden that the chief executive cannot bear.
Except for the affectionate Yan Zhan, if the other two roommates heard Lu Ze's inner thoughts, they would probably spit out the entire fried rice.
After throwing away the trash, Yan Zhang returned to the dormitory, washed briefly and then lay down on the bed.
Lu Ze and Yan Zhang's beds were next to each other. He looked at the ceiling and said softly: "Are you interested in joining a club?"
"Not going."
Yan Shan's answer is always simple.
This is no longer indifferent. If someone asks him, he is not even interested in answering.
"Oh..." Lu Ze blinked and stopped asking.
Five minutes later, a loud voice sounded from the beds of Gao Yue and Wang Xinxing.
These two guys were a whole level weaker than Yan Zhang, and they were already very sleepy. After eating and drinking enough, they could no longer hold on.
Lu Ze yawned and was about to fall asleep, when suddenly another cold question came from behind his head.
"What club?"
Lu Ze blinked and grinned, "A great club in the future."
"I know." Yan Zhang closed his eyes and gave an answer that was not an answer.
Lu Ze laughed and finally fell asleep contentedly.
So, wait until you register tomorrow to think of a name.
…
Some people were happy and some were sad. Everyone in dormitory 214 was asleep, but the atmosphere in the fighting club headquarters over there was a bit heavy.
All fighting club elites received the news that the Fog Dou group was wiped out.
It is normal to lose in normal competitions.
But being destroyed by a group of people is too much.
Especially, being wiped out by an unknown freshman was even more outrageous.
"As expected of the students of the first combat reserve class, their strength is a bit unexpected." A red-haired young man sitting on the horizontal bar and playing with his hands said with a smile.
"Zhu Ye, who are you gloating about here?" In the huge gymnasium, a burly young man leaning against the strength equipment tower raised his head and said coldly.
The red-haired young man turned his forks until they were blurred and made a whistling sound. He replied nonchalantly: "Wu Huai, you are Zuo Dong's introducer. It's a pity that Zuo Dong left you and established the Wudou Group. Now you I still want to stand up for him, this feeling is really sincere."
"Zhu Ye, are you looking for trouble!?" Wu Huai said angrily.
At this time, a stern young man wearing a black shirt walked out of the nearby corridor, looked at the group of people and said, "Okay, the elite group of the fighting club was overthrown by the freshmen. It can't be justified. Wu Huai, after all, you are from the fighting club." It makes sense for one of the four vice-presidents to go out and deal with the matter.”
"Just regain your face, stop here and see if you can absorb that new student."
Seeing this stern young man, whether it was the red-haired Zhu Ye or the burly Wu Huai, their attitudes softened.
Without him, this is the fourth-year star student of Hurricane Academy, Xiao Yang, the president of the fighting club who was declared by the Yanhuang Martial League to be promoted to the 9-star Battle King within two years.
A true genius martial artist.
"I know." Wu Huai replied in a muffled voice.
Henry Zhang took a deep look at Wu Huai and said, "I will step down as president of the club soon. I hope that what I will leave to you will still be the most powerful fighting club. Do you understand?"
The atmosphere inside the venue was somewhat depressing.
Henry Zhang ignored everyone’s thoughts and turned around to leave after speaking.
Ten seconds later, it was confirmed that Henry Zhang was completely gone.
Zhu Xi jumped down from the horizontal bar, patted his butt and left, and turned his head and smiled when he left: "Wu Huai, President Xiao reminds you that you can point it up, so don't annoy the new life being hurt."
"You don't have to worry about my brother's affairs. When I get back from the situation, I will practice with you." Wu Huai's fists clenched.
"Looking forward to it." Zhu Ye waved his hand indifferently.
Both of them hope to compete for the position of president. Although it has only been a year, having such a resume is a rare honor in the academy.
Who wouldn't fight for it?
Therefore, Wu Huai and he were destined to never pee in the same pot.
…
At 4:45 a.m. the next morning, a sharp whistle sounded.
The new combat reserve recruit was called out urgently while he was sleeping.
"Five-kilometer training, 1-minute assembly."
Hearing Gu Zhuzhong's enthusiastic cold drink below, the whole floor suddenly became lively.
Thirty-nine people hurried down the stairs.
Behind him, Lu Ze was washing his face and brushing his teeth in an orderly manner.
The day's plan begins in the morning.
He is going to start his morning jog.
You can’t slack off in your practice.
…
In the early morning, the stone road was covered with dew dripping from the grass blades.
The metasequoia forest is full of freshness.
Huchi~
Huchi~
"Come on, morning jogging is a very effective way to exercise."
Lu Ze's gentle and encouraging voice sounded on the forest path.
He walked leisurely, and on the stone pavement in front of him, there was a man who was panting from exhaustion... Pharaoh.
Whenever this little wave ball is about to be ejected with electric energy, there will always be a leaf that is neither light nor heavy and bounces to the back, scattering the electric light it is brewing.
At the corner, a beautiful figure wearing pink sportswear and gray sweatpants stopped and looked at Lu Ze in surprise.
