Lu Mingfei played "GG" ("GG", which refers to "GoodGame", and praised the other party for playing well in competitive games, which also meant to admit defeat), and cut the game.

In the last scene on the screen, twelve human cruisers fired with Yamato cannons, turning his mother nest into a pool of blood.

He lost the sixth game today, with zero wins and six losses. He persisted in the last game for 22 minutes and 23 seconds, but he was finally taken down. The opponent's micro-operation is very good and he uses humans. Human machine gunners are a pervert in StarCraft. The speed of the gun is zero. They can draw the gun and shoot and collect the gun. Lu Mingfei's puppy can't catch up, and they are blown up one by one on the road.

In the chat channel, the opponent was proud, "Humans do not need to use tanks to fight Zergs. Korean masters do not need to use tanks. They exploded soldiers at the beginning. A large number of machine guns mixed with nurses rushed over, killing and killing..."

Lu Mingfei could imagine that guy was dancing.

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything and cut to QQ. The girl wearing a baseball cap was still gray and motionless. The other party didn't go online, and he waited in vain again. He grabbed his hair, a little disappointed. The other avatar jumped up, a panda with a very poor look, and his ID was "Old Tang".

"Brother, you Zerg are having a good time, cut it next time!" Old Tang was the guy who beat him, "You're just missing from micro-fighting, and your tactical awareness is very good."

"Okay." Lu Mingfei said.

Old Tang was proudly offline, and Lu Mingfei stuck out his tongue at the screen.

If Old Tang saw Lu Mingfei's operation with his own eyes, he would probably not be proud. He would only curse "pervert" and then never compete with him. Lu Mingfei used an old IBM laptop, but did not connect to the mouse, but used red dot control. Using red dots to fight StarCraft is something that only madmen would do, such as using a rolling pin to clean their ears. If he wanted to connect to the mouse, Old Tang would probably not live for the eighth minute, right? Then he would have no time to kill.

But Lu Mingfei was too lazy to tell Lao Tang that he was just bored and challenging the difficult situation. He had a lot of time to waste. What should I do if Lao Tang didn’t fight with him next time?

But after spending a lot of time, she didn't go online.

Why bother? Sometimes he also said to himself, waiting like a fool, waiting for four hours, and saying two or three words seemed worthless.

But who can calculate whether this kind of thing is worth it?

"A box of discounted bagged milk, half a pound of Guangdong sausage, and the new issue of "Novel Painting" that Mingze wants. After buying it, come back quickly and pick the celery on the table for me! You also go to the communication room to see if there is any letter from the United States! Still playing games? You don't care about your own affairs at all. If no one admits you, will you be able to get a copy of the exam? What's the use of spending so much money on you?" My aunt's voice rang out like a thunderbolt next door.

Lu Mingfei felt his head buzzing, and agreed in a series of sounds, and ran out of the door. The corridor was quiet, and the afternoon sun shone in from the window at the end of the corridor, and it was warm on him. The pure white sheets were drying in the aisle, and the wind blew the green leaves outside the window, rustling, rustling. He leaned against the door, listening to his aunt in the door still complaining, being separated by the door, as if it was a matter of another world.

It’s spring again, Lu Mingfei, in the third grade of high school, will be eighteen years old.

He lives with his uncle and aunt. He has a cousin named Lu Mingze who is studying in the most famous private high school in the area. The tuition is high, the teacher is dignified, the luxury car is like flowing water, and the beauty is like flowing clouds. He has to take the college entrance examination in three months and four days. Everyone teaches him these days, telling him that the end of the world is coming and that he should be motivated.

But the more pressure Lu Mingfei is, the lazy he is. In addition to fighting StarCraft, he is lying on the bed and staring at the roof in a daze.

As a person with little presence, his laziness is not difficult to understand.

Lu Mingfei hasn't seen his parents for more than six years. The good news is that they are all alive and they will write him every six months. The bad news is that every time they write, his mother regretfully tells him that the plan to return to China to visit him will be postponed because "new progress has been made."

His parents were both archaeological experts, saying that they were busy with a big project, but once the result was announced, it would shock the world like Sven Heding discovered the ancient city of Loulan. When he was in junior high school, Lu Mingfei was very proud of his parents and read a lot of archaeological books. He talked with his classmates on the way after school. But he soon found that he should be proud of his brothers who were driving to pick him up. After school, a group of classmates walked side by side, occupying almost half a street of road. The sound of car horns sounded again and again behind him. Then a brother in the team immediately restrained his swaying amplitude and honestly got into his own car. One by one, he was often left with only Lu Mingfei, who continued to sway forward.

The brothers saw it through the car window glass. Lu Mingfei's back kicked the stone and walked away freely. He was very envious of him for his ability to go anywhere, wanting to go shopping malls, wanting to buy food, and also going to play billiards.

"Lu Mingfei's family is the best for him, and he never cares about him."

In fact, Lu Mingfei didn't go shopping in the mall or play billiards when he was alone. After he was tired of sitting in the Internet cafe, he went home, entered the building but did not enter the house. He crawled through the iron fence leading to the roof, sat next to the buzzing air conditioner, and looked at the city until the sun sets.

Lu Mingfei thinks that his parents are superman men and women. Perhaps only one day when the plane they were riding on crashed will they suddenly appear in front of him and land safely on the plane. If it weren't for that, they were always busy with the world, not for him. Lu Mingfei. Of course, Superman parents can be used to brag about it, but in fact there is no difference between them and not exist. Lu Mingfei can hardly remember his parents' appearance. Only by occasionally watching family photos from childhood can he barely recall the man and woman, and the old building with ivy crawling outside his house.

What uncles and aunts are more interested in is the money sent back from abroad regularly by Lu Mingfei's parents. Lu Mingfei can go to private aristocratic high school, and it is also the blessing of that money. Uncle and aunt can buy a BMW with small displacement, uncle and aunt have money to buy some brand-name goods that look very similar, aunt has money to lose at the mahjong table, but it is still the blessing of that money. His cousin Lu Mingze has the nickname "Prince Ze" in school. Lu Mingze and Lu Mingfei go to the same high school. Not only do they have better grades than him, but their clothes are also exquisite than him. They also rush to pay whenever there are girls eating together. Uncle and aunts will also dress particularly decently at Lu Mingze's parent-teacher meeting, which makes people feel that Lu Mingze is a child who is soaked in a honeypot.

If it weren't for Lu Mingze's height and weight of 160 kilograms, he would have found a girlfriend long ago.

And he, Lu Mingfei, is just "Lu Mingze's brother".

Lu Mingfei didn't mind this. Even his parents didn't care about him. He had high requirements for his uncle and aunt!

Lu Mingfei was hand-written in his pocket, looking at the ground with his head down, and went downstairs, bought what his aunt wanted in a convenience store, and then walked to the book stall, and bought a new book "Novel Painting".

My aunt thought Lu Mingze was smart, liked to study, sought progress, and loved literature. Lu Mingze read "Novel Painting" and said, "Our family Mingze is studying." Every time "Novel Painting" was released, my aunt felt that there was another movement in the Chinese youth literary world, so she rushed Lu Mingfei to buy it back, so that Lu Mingze could keep up with the situation.

The old man at the newspaper booth downstairs felt that Lu Mingfei was both melancholy and naughty, and loved literature. He bought "Novel Paintings" in his old age, but he never read it. Instead, he squatted beside the newspaper booth, finished reading the new issue of "Home Computers and Games" in vain, and threw it back to the stall, and frankly commented that it was getting worse and worse, and patted his butt and left.

Lu Mingfei was a little nauseous. Lu Mingze often said that he was doing what he was doing at my house, and directed Lu Mingfei to help him do this and that. Lu Mingfei did it every time, and then he visited Lu Mingze's secret QQ space in a pretty villain.

Lu Mingze read the literary book and gave himself a pen name "Lonely Greedy Snake". He copied many sad sentences and placed them in the QQ space, accompanied by photos of his big head taken by his mobile phone, and occasionally uploaded a few photos of his wrist smearing it with a little red ink on his wrist as slicing his wrist. The accompanying poem probably means that he will die without love. Lu Mingfei knew that his cousin Chun was moved and died every day in school, so he wanted to encounter some thunder and fire on QQ.

Lu Mingfei applied for a new QQ number, named it "Sign of the Sunset", hung a photo of a cute loli with short hair, filled in the age as 16 years old, and wrote the signature of "Let your smile and sadness become the mark of my life". While Lu Mingze was surfing the Internet at home, he slipped to the Internet cafe to chat with "Lonely Snake". After a few days, Lu Mingze probably felt that his Snake had finally found delicious food, and he was very happy.

I made my smile and sadness a mark of a girl's life. At home, I was very happy to hum the "Song of Leaves" of the Xinyi Orchestra every day, and made a appointment to meet again and again on QQ, preparing to start in a grand manner. Lu Mingfei agreed to be determined, but when his aunt took Lu Mingze to learn piano, Lu Mingze always missed a cute girl, regretted her grudges, and when she sang "Song of Leaves", she was a little sad tone.

This is the happiest thing that Lu Mingfei has been here these days.

Lu Mingfei is such a person. He doesn’t have much good luck and has no ability to do bad things. He lives to the age of eighteen and does not know where his future lies.

"Mingfei, everyone said you want to study abroad." The old man at the newsstand said in a mess.

"Where is it? I just apply. Who wants me?" Lu Mingfei squatted by the stall and read the magazine.

"It's good to study abroad. When you come back from studying abroad, you'll be a sea turtle, and you'll make a lot of money."

"I don't want to make a lot of money. If I can't get into college, I'll help you to check out the stall. Just give me some money enough for me to buy a PS2 disk."

"I have no future and can't make money by reading newsstands. I'm old."

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and looked at the sunshine cast in the shade above his head, "It's great. You can bask in the sun. When no one comes, you'll be dazed. There are also beautiful girls passing by."

This topic made Lu Mingfei feel more frustrated. He did apply to an American university, but it was definitely not because his grades were too good and there was great hope. Everyone has different evaluation methods for his grades. The head teacher said, Lu Mingfei, are you a weight? Do you know how much you have lowered the average score of our class by yourself? My aunt told my uncle that Mingze’s good grades are all the genes of our family, and it’s not good to see your genes! Only Lu Mingze is very considerate to him and encouraged him on QQ, "Sunset! What are you afraid of if you don’t have good grades? I will do my own way, this is what people like us should do! Anyway, you are a good girl in my eyes!"

My aunt was inspired by her thoughts and insisted on going abroad. She escorted Lu Mingfei to fill out the application form and generously paid a few dozen dollars in application fee for each school. My aunt has her own calculations. Among Lu Mingfei's grades, only English is good. When she followed the English maniac in the same class to take the TOEFL, she got lucky and got good scores. With Lu Mingfei's grades, it was difficult to get a bachelor's degree. Now it is very popular to give up the exam and go abroad. Apply for one more time, and get the admission notice from an American university. Even if you have an explanation for the money sent by Lu Mingfei's parents.

In addition, my aunt also has a "small" abacus. Although Lu Mingze's grades are better than Lu Mingfei, they are not top-notch. They can't go to a famous school like Tsinghua and Peking University. If they can give up the exam and go abroad, it will be very respectful. However, going to college is a lifelong thing, and my aunt can't bear to watch Lu Mingze take risks. After thinking about it, she probably remembered some famous saying "Any hard road should be opened by the brave with the soles of the hard feet." Suddenly, she felt that Lu Mingfei was very brave, so she asked him to use his hard feet to step on a way for Lu Mingze. If he fails, it doesn't matter, it means that the road is not clear. Lu Mingfei can take the college entrance examination with his cousin one year later.

However, the difficult road is obviously not something that can be opened by courage alone. The road is full of stones sprained ankles. Lu Mingfei has received more than a dozen replies, and the beginning is similar, all of which are:

“Dear applicants:

Thank you for your interest in this college, but unfortunately…”

My aunt spent hundreds of dollars in application fees, but all she received was the Americans' repeated gratitude. The good people felt very heartbroken. Lu Mingfei was not anxious or impatient, and his mentality was like an old monk entering into meditation, and he was still calm. However, in order to cooperate with my aunt's frustration, he squeezed out a sad expression when he received the rejection letter.

Now there is only one university left that has not replied to him. The top-ranked university is "University of Chicago".

"Is there any letter from me?" Lu Mingfei leaned his head at the door of the communication room, pulling his English pronunciation, "MingfeiLu."

"Yes, it was sent by the United States." The guard threw out a letter.

When Lu Mingfei touched it, there was only a thin piece of paper in the envelope, which was undoubtedly a rejection letter. For admission letters, there would be a lot of forms and introduction materials, and a thick stack. Thank you for your application and regret that you were not admitted, just one piece of printing paper would be fine.

Lu Mingfei tore open the envelope, and the letter was written in Chinese:

Dear Mr. Lu Mingfei:

Thank you for your interest in the University of Chicago, but unfortunately, you were not accepted.

However, we often say that there is more than one road, it only depends on whether you are willing to choose or not.

First of all, I will introduce myself. Cassel College is a private university located in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA. It is a friendship school with the University of Chicago and has extensive academic exchanges.

We are very honored to have your application information from the University of Chicago. After careful evaluation, we believe that you have met the admission standards of Kassel College and hereby invite you.

Please contact our school Professor Guderian as soon as you receive this letter. He is conducting an academic visit in China and will arrange an interview with you.

If you have any questions, please contact Professor Guderian. I will assist him in providing services to you. I am Norma Lawns, the secretary of the College of Cassel College. I am very happy to meet you.

You are sincere,

Norma

Lu Mingfei put down the letter and touched his forehead, feeling a little confused.

It was originally a very correct letter at the beginning, a standard rejection letter. How did it suddenly change after passing the sentence "But, we often say that there is more than one road, it depends on whether you are willing to choose?"? Obviously, he has been listed on the interview list. Not none of Lu Mingfei's high school classmates have successfully applied, but there are American professors who come from all the way to the interview, which is the first one. Lu Mingfei doesn't know what he is capable of, and he has not even contributed the application fee to Kassel College.

Perhaps the true identity of "Signups of the Sunset" was discovered by Lu Mingze? Lu Mingze was trying to take revenge on him?

However, the envelope is indeed a postmark from Illinois, USA.

He overturned the envelope, and there was nothing else in it except the exquisite printing paper. He firmly decided that this must be a scam, and he also said that he would contact Professor Guderian as soon as possible, but he didn't even give him a contact number. He felt a little more relaxed when he thought about it this way.

"Sign up." The guard threw another order.

"The letter needs to be signed for?" Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"There is another package that comes with the letter, and you want to sign for it."

Lu Mingfei signed the letter in a daze and got a large FEDEX envelope, which contained something hard. He hesitated for a moment, tore open the envelope, poured out a cell phone.

Pure black N96 phone.

Lu Mingfei felt that he needed to calm down. He turned on his phone and found that the battery was still half as large as the battery. There was the only contact person in the business card holder, "Professor Guderian".

"It must be a liar! And it's an acquaintance in the community! Only acquaintances know our family's situation!" The aunt slapped the letter with a palm and said firmly.

"But that liar would spend so much money? N96! Parallel goods are sold for more than 4,000 yuan, and the licensed goods are over 5,000 yuan!" The uncle kept printing his fingerprints on the pure black N96, like an old woman stroking the ancestral jade bracelet.

Uncle is a very tasteful person. Lu Mingfei had the honor to go out for dinner with his uncle. When he saw his uncle slap his phone with his left hand and his right hand, he slapped the table with his left hand and his right hand. He casually rolled up his sleeves during the chat to reveal the high imitation Montblanc watch he bought in Guangzhou, which won unanimous praise from everyone for his taste. Recently, his uncle told Lu Mingze more than once that the new N96 was very "high-end" and in line with his taste. But the aunt who holds the financial power of the family said to him firmly, "No"!

"What Kassel College? It must be a fraud! What about the friendship college at the University of Chicago? Last year, Chu Zihang, the number one in our school, went abroad and went to the friendship college at the University of Chicago. Chu Zihang, a cousin, is a professor at a university, and has obtained a green card. The friendship colleges of such famous schools are similar to those of the Ivy League, and Americans can't get in!" Lu Mingze rarely cared about his brother's future.

Lu Mingfei knew that Chu Zihang was Lu Mingze's idol. When most of his classmates were wearing Nike and Adidas, Chu Zihang had already started using brands like "Burberry". Chu Zihang tied a "Burberry" scarf outside the "Diesel" pullover and passed by the aisle with a cold face. Everyone in the school said that he was British style. Once, two girls were punished by the school because they tore the other's face to compete for "Who is Chu Zihang", and Chu Zihang had not even said a word to them.

Lu Mingze told the senior's deeds "the marks of the sunset" and said very inspiringly that one day he would proudly prove to the people in the middle school that he was no worse than Chu Zihang at all.

Lu Mingfei felt that the core of the problem lies in the charming eyes of girls in the grade. Lu Mingze cares more about "how to become a male lion who commands a group of female lions", rather than doing it as good as Chu Zihang.

Lu Mingfei did not envy Chu Zihang at all. Sometimes he thought that these people regarded Chu Zihang as an idol, but no one knew what Chu Zihang was doing in the United States. Maybe he was washing dishes in an American restaurant. He had a little Ah Q spirit without any instruction.

Lu Mingfei's Chinese teacher used his composition as a negative example to criticize him in class, saying that his composition had no fantasy spirit and pessimistic emotions, and like his people, he had no enterprising spirit.

Lu Mingfei wanted to stand up at that time and said that he had fantasies too.
Chapter completed!