RNP Chapter 10 Fairy Junior Sister
Chapter 10 Fairy Junior Sister
"He dares to steal Zhao Shao's woman? I think this kid is tired of living."
"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll teach this kid a lesson."
Memories flashed through my mind.
Zhao Menghua took a deep drag on the cigarette in his mouth.
The nicotine exploded in his stomach.
The bald, burly man was found by Zhao Menghua through Brother Zhang, who worked for his family.
He had never met the other person; he had only seen them from a distance while sitting in his car.
Although all these people have now been caught, there is still a layer of connection between them, so they shouldn't be able to find me so easily.
So what he needs to do now is to make Brother Zhang shut his mouth tightly.
It must never be revealed that he was the one who did this.
Calm down, Zhao Menghua, you must stay calm right now.
Zhao Menghua took a deep drag on his cigarette, the red dot of the butt flashing on and off in the dim light.
However, at that moment, footsteps were heard outside the bathroom.
"Damn it!" Zhao Menghua cursed under his breath.
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that by the time he came to his senses, the footsteps were already quite close.
It's already class time, so the person who came here is definitely not a student; it must be a teacher or the dean of students who is patrolling the area.
He didn't have time to put out the cigarette and throw it away.
With his mind racing, he made a snap decision and actually grabbed the cigarette butt with his hand.
Tear!
The burning sensation from the intense heat almost made Zhao Menghua cry out. But by then, the footsteps were already approaching the door, and he could only forcefully suppress the pain.
The next moment, the door opened.
The person who walked in was neither the head of the teaching department nor any teacher.
"How is it you?" Zhao Menghua exclaimed in surprise when he saw the person who came, grimacing slightly from the pain in his palm.
"I'll get the cleaning tools," Lu Mingfei replied calmly.
He took the cleaning tools that were placed in the corner, but just before leaving the house, he suddenly turned around and glanced at Zhao Menghua.
"Why aren't you in class? What are you doing here?"
Zhao Menghua was momentarily stumped by the question. The pain in his palms, coupled with his mental blank, caused him to break out in a cold sweat.
"I...I...I..."
He couldn't speak a complete sentence.
Lu Mingfei ignored him and turned to leave.
Watching the other person's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor by the door, Zhao Menghua finally opened his palm.
The scars on his palms from the high temperature made his eye twitch.
Cao! Lu Mingfei!
He was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
Just then, footsteps sounded again. He thought it was Lu Mingfei returning. As the footsteps approached the door, he suddenly looked up, ready to angrily retort.
"Fuck you..."
The sound stopped abruptly. Zhao Menghua and the newcomer stared at each other, as if someone had grabbed his throat, rendering him speechless.
"Um?"
The head of student affairs looked at the cigarette butt in his hand with a gloomy expression.
……
Lu Mingfei walked through the campus with cleaning tools in his hand.
He went to the restroom because his homeroom teacher had just come to the classroom and told him that his work-study program had been arranged, and that he should quickly get his cleaning tools and go to the storage room at the back of the campus to meet the others. Someone would then tell him what to do.
After he bumped into Zhao Menghua, who was not in the classroom during class time but in the restroom, he thoughtfully reminded the head of the teaching department who was patrolling.
After all, for an ordinary person like Zhao Menghua, the right path is to focus on his studies and go to school.
Not everyone can achieve immortality like him.
With that thought in mind, Lu Mingfei arrived at the meeting point mentioned by his homeroom teacher.
This is a small courtyard in the northwest corner of Shilan Middle School.
There is an osmanthus tree in the yard, and it is currently in bloom.
A gentle breeze blows, and the delicate flower spikes drift down, scattering gracefully across the ground.
It was just a scene that looked perfect to outsiders.
Lu Mingfei frowned slightly. This meant that his workload would increase significantly in the near future.
Just as he was pondering whether to use his tentacles to clean up the ground first.
Light footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and a girl wearing the uniform of Shilan Middle School peeked out from the doorway.
The girl was incredibly beautiful.
The British-style school uniform of Shilan Middle School, which deliberately pursues the style of an aristocratic school, added a touch of elegance to her.
The flower spikes fell on her head, as if crowning her with a jewel of fresh flowers.
"Are you the new colleague?" Her eyes lit up when she saw Lu Mingfei, and she skipped and hopped over like a deer.
"My name is Xia Mi, and I'm a sophomore in high school," she introduced herself. "And you?"
"Lu Mingfei, senior year of high school." Lu Mingfei said succinctly.
She was indeed very beautiful, even more so than Liu Miaomiao, Chen Wenwen, and Su Xiaoqiang.
But that was all. Lu Mingfei remained silent, listening to the girl named Xia Mi chatter on about the various aspects of the work-study program.
Although the other person was a year younger than him, he was a true senior in terms of working and studying.
According to Xia Mi, she started doing odd jobs to supplement her family's income when she was in junior high school.
The work-study positions at Shilan Secondary School were as simple as children playing house for her.
For some reason, she had to transfer to a school in Beijing, so Lu Mingfei filled the vacancy.
"Senior Brother Lu, since this is your first time here, why don't you clean this courtyard thoroughly?" Xia Mi stopped, turned around, and revealed a sly smile.
Although the courtyard is not large, the presence of this osmanthus tree that keeps shedding its petals makes cleaning extremely troublesome.
However, this applies to extremely responsible individuals. In reality, the school doesn't have high requirements for these work-study students; as long as they are presentable, that's sufficient.
Because professional cleaners will clean up the mess.
"Okay." Lu Mingfei nodded in agreement, and then the girl hummed a little tune, picked up her cleaning tools, and skipped away like a little deer.
"The windmill creaks and turns, here and there..."
The crisp, melodious sound grew fainter and fainter as the distance increased, eventually disappearing altogether.
Lu Mingfei looked at the cleaning tools on the ground but did not start cleaning immediately.
After waiting a while and confirming that no one was around, he had a thought, and countless tentacles immediately sprouted from the shadows beneath his feet.
Some picked up brooms, some dustpans, and some trash cans, showing great agility.
The petals and leaves fell one by one, but the ground was no longer covered with the same layered beauty as before.
Lu Mingfei stood in the center of the small courtyard, head down in thought, letting his tentacles deal with the scene.
For some reason, he felt that the junior sister Xia from earlier was a little abnormal.
Perhaps it was the other person's exceptionally beautiful face.
This always reminded him of the enchantress the protagonist encountered during the early stages of training in online novels.
Equally beautiful, equally intelligent, equally lively.
This reminded him of a saying: the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive.
Natsumi was like that, and so was Mai Shutoku before her.
Lu Mingfei had already mentally labeled this pretty junior sister as someone to be wary of.
He didn't want to get involved with them; pursuing the Great Dao was what he truly wanted.
However, since the other person is transferring schools, we probably won't have much contact anymore.
In fact, Lu Mingfei misjudged the time he would spend working with this fairy junior sister.
Her transfer plans were put on hold because a prestigious American college had separate admissions for its preparatory program.