Lu Mingfei slumped on the chair in the Internet cafe like a puddle of mud. The interface on the computer was a literary club chat room that was in full swing.
Because it is rare for a muse to dive without a bubble, everyone was full of literary talents and shook off the smell of hormones.
Lu Mingfei, who was usually the most talkative, went out of his way and closed the chat window after looking at it for a while and opened StarCraft.
Although LOL is also very good, StarCraft still makes him feel more at ease.
Old Tang was surfing 24 hours a day as always, bragging about his ability to be the best in the world on the channel, and Lu Mingfei would not expose him in a embarrassing way.
In fact, when Lu Mingfei used the red dot to operate, Old Tang was the number one in the interstellar.
Lu Mingfei clicked on Old Tang's profile picture: "Cut a plate?"
Old Tang decisively gave up on flirting with his fans: "Let's go."
Lu Mingfei was absent-minded, but Old Tang went all out and played the game to a pulp. Old Tang had no sense of experience at all and directly connected to the chat channel.
"What's going on, Mingfei? You're not in good shape today."
Lu Mingfei nonchalantly threw out the invitation for another round: "It's nothing, I just fell out of love."
"Oh, it's just lovelorn... huh?"
"To be precise, it was over before it even started."
A familiar voice cut into the conversation between the two. Lu Mingfei turned around and saw that Gu Bei and Chu Zihang were already sitting next to him and turning on their phones.
In fact, the matter was already over when Gu Bei arrived at the scene.
I don’t know if the little devil secretly adjusted the time flow rate in the fantasy world. When Gu Bei left the bookstore, he realized that it was already evening. He rushed to the scene and missed the most exciting part.
Chu Zihang’s testimony was very exciting.
However, nothing unexpected happened. Even if Lu Mingfei himself had a glimmer of hope, he was already prepared to be rejected.
Old Tang didn't know what happened, but he could guess a rough idea through a few words from a few people. However, he was really not good at comforting people. The thunderous sound made Lu Mingfei's ears buzz.
"What's the big deal? Don't hang yourself on a tree. Obviously, the pattern changes and you lose a tree, but you gain the entire forest."
This is said, but after most people lose a tree, they never find where the forest is until their death.
Lu Mingfei shook his head. He didn't care much about it. It was just that after a relationship ended, he would inevitably feel a little disappointed.
Gu Bei slapped Lu Mingfei on the back: "Get on."
The Governor of Gaul's profile picture jumped, and he followed Gu Bei and Chu Zihang into the chat room. It seemed that he was dragged over by Gu Bei.
"Old Tang has something to do, and the governor happens to be free, so he can fill the vacant seat."
We are all old acquaintances, so naturally we have no objections.
"What position does the Governor play?"
The Governor of Gaul chose Sivir: "Let's go to the mid lane."
Old Tang persuaded him: "You have just come into contact with this game. The mid laner is the most difficult position."
The voice of the Governor of Gaul was calm and confident: "It is because it is the most difficult that it is worthy of being conquered."
It was not the first day that these people got along, and they were all not surprised by the governor's chuunibyou.
Gu Bei deliberately wanted to divert Lu Mingfei's attention from the matter of broken love, and said: "Senior brother will go to Peking University in more than a month. Before that, shouldn't we organize an event to get together? Let's get together. Take a trip or something.”
"Brother, what do you say?"
Chu Zihang expressed his opinion: "I can do it."
It’s the same as not being published.
Gu Bei had already expected it. Chu Zihang didn't say anything about going to Peking University to find the cheerleader. It was already a great honor.
"Does Old Tang have any suggestions?"
"without."
"Where's the Governor?"
"How about coming to Italy, I'll entertain you."
Gu Bei: "Rejected, I accepted it with good intentions. We don't want to be entertained by the mafia family."
"Mingfei, is there anywhere you want to go?"
Lu Mingfei frowned and thought for a while: "I remember that mid-August is the Tokyo CM Summer Comic Con."
The Italian Governor of Gaul reacted quickly: "What's wrong? Do you want to airdrop a few fat men and little boys to them?"
Asian American Tang shook his head: "This idea of yours is very dangerous."
Gu Bei was confused: "Don't you Italians like the Japanese very much? We were in the same camp the second time, so why are you still thinking about Hiroshima Barbecue?"
"They are them, and I am me." The Governor of Gaul said in a disdainful tone, "It doesn't matter whether you are a gentleman or not, even in times of war, a nation that can raise a butcher's knife to beautiful girls and ignorant children is worse than a beast."
This speech was unanimously praised by everyone present.
Gu Bei smacked his lips: "I actually heard an Italian speaking Chinese and using idioms to criticize the Japanese. It was such a wonderful experience."
Lu Mingfei nodded: "It's hard to disagree."
Old Tang was quite emotional: "I didn't expect you, a young man from the Italian Mafia, to have such a consciousness."
"No," the Governor corrected seriously, "This has nothing to do with my country or family, it's just about my personal cultivation and judgment."
Old Tang quickly corrected himself: "You are a truly noble son."
A few people made jokes, and the topic returned to the travel destination.
Because Gu Bei proposed a large-scale team building, the chat position moved from the channel to the discussion group.
Stranger: "The first team building of the Yu-Gi-Oh! chat group, Tokyo CM Summer Comic Exhibition, brothers and sisters, let's go together."
Flame Dragon Slayer: "Take me one by one! Will the travel expenses and meals be reimbursed? Is food and accommodation included? Can I see Hoshino Aki?"
Stranger: "Sorry, we are going to a comic exhibition, not an adult exhibition, and there is no Hoshino Aki."
Flame Dragon Slayer: "It's okay, the comic exhibition is fine too. I like Shui Bingyue very much."
Jiude Mai turned her head and glanced at Lu Mingze, and started typing helplessly.
1.8 meters long legs: "How many of you are there? I am a local and can entertain you."
That being said, Mai Shutoku's total time in Japan was less than one-third of her life, and the only people who entertained her guests were hired maids.
Gu Bei was keenly aware of the blind spot: "Are the long legs Japanese?"
1.8 meters long legs: "Yeah."
Stranger: "The long legs are Japanese, the good-for-nothing senior is German, the governor is Italian..."
Yiren: "Why don't we cancel the team building? I always feel that if you three get together, something will happen."
As a joke, Gu Bei counted the number of people.
Stranger: "Well, where are I, Mingming, senior brother, Old Tang, the governor, the good-for-nothing senior and the seven long-legged people, Eva and the wage earner?"
Working warrior: "I work during the summer vacation, I don't have time."
Eva: "I can't get away either, but you can broadcast it live for the two of us to watch."
Yiren: "Okay, the Yu-Gi-Oh! discussion group has decided on the first team building event. It will be held on August 14th. The target is Tokyo CM Summer Comic Exhibition. There are seven people. The working warrior and Eva are absent, but it doesn't matter. We will give them You send special products!”
Governor of Gaul: "Actually, I've been wanting to ask you just now... what is Comic Con?"
Murasame: "Me too..."
