Chapter 368 Extra: My name is Chu Zihan (Part 3)

"I don't mean to insult you. I'm just stating my thoughts and facts at the time." Chu Zihan stabbed Lu Mingfei again with an expressionless face.

Lu Mingfei's body was in pain at the moment, but he felt that it was not as painful as his heart.

"If you know you can't do it, don't try to be brave. Next time if you encounter a similar situation, it's better to go to other places and call some people. Those thugs bully the weak and fear the strong. When they see there are so many people, they dare not do anything and will just run away. Or you can directly choose to call the police and describe it with exaggeration, so that the police will think that something big has happened. Otherwise, they may not take it to heart." Chu Zihan said.

"The first one is feasible if there are many people around, but the second one has nothing to do with me." Lu Mingfei smiled foolishly, "I don't have a cell phone, so I can't call the police."

"Why not?" This was the first time such an expression appeared on Chu Zihan's face. Although she just frowned slightly, in her opinion, it was very surprising that students of Shilan Middle School did not have mobile phones.

Most middle schools in this city forbid students from bringing mobile phones, but Shilan Middle School does not have this rule. The school's tuition is high, and those who can come to study here have some money. In comparison, the money for a mobile phone is not even a fraction of the money. A mobile phone is a standard feature of Shilan Middle School. Therefore, Shilan is also known as an aristocratic school in this city, which is why the gangsters laughed at Lu Mingfei for being a playboy.

"I live with my uncle and aunt. My parents are away digging digs all over the world. We are not distant relatives, but not very close either. Their family conditions are not that good either. There is really no need for them to buy me a mobile phone. I won't be able to use it much anyway." Lu Mingfei said calmly.

"Oh, I see." Chu Zihan just responded with such a light sentence and continued to lower his head to apply ointment on Lu Mingfei's bruises.

Lu Mingfei thought, this is bad. The senior sister looked like she was not interested. Who would want to listen to someone they just met talking about their misfortunes? If this kind of person were put in a TV series, he would definitely be the image of a rejected blind date guy, as straight as he could be, and as unlucky as he could be.

He had no choice but to think of finding some more topics to talk about, but he rarely had the chance in his life to be alone with such a goddess-level figure. He was usually full of bad intentions, but now that it was time for training, he was like a wilted dog's tail, unable to say a word.

The atmosphere was a little quiet. Lu Mingfei watched Chu Zihan busying around quietly. The only thing he could do was to use his other arm to tear open the packaging of the boxes with one hand while she was applying paint on one arm.

Chu Zihan was very serious, and followed the instructions for each step. He first disinfected with medical alcohol before starting to work. Some wounds were bleeding, and alcohol was poured directly on them, causing the person to grimace in pain and gasp for air. However, in front of a beautiful woman, he had to endure it even if his teeth were broken. Lu Mingfei listened to the sound of his teeth clattering and tried not to make any sound.

"Does it hurt? It sounds like your teeth are about to break." Chu Zihan suddenly looked up at him.

He didn't expect that the skills he maintained with great effort would be exposed by just one word from the beautiful woman. This unlucky guy will be unlucky for the rest of his life. Maoli Xiao Mingfei finally got a chance to show off, but he didn't expect to meet the famous detective Zi Han.

“It’s… okay! It doesn’t hurt as much as I imagined!” Lu Mingfei had to admit it, but he still added some explanations to make himself sound less bad.

"If you need it, you can take some ibuprofen. It can fight inflammation and relieve pain." Chu Zihan raised her chin, indicating that she had bought some.

"No need! There's a saying, scars are a man's medal! This little pain in the wind and rain is nothing, just dry your tears and don't be afraid!" His Bai Ran spirit seemed to be engraved in his soul, and he could say a few words at any time. Now even the lyrics popped out, and he sang them with an accent.

Facing his somewhat cheeky singing, the corners of Chu Zihan's mouth actually lifted up slightly. It was a very faint smile, just like when you are walking on the street in a depressed mood, and a very funny joke suddenly comes over the loudspeaker of a supermarket. You were not in the mood to listen, but you still listened to the whole thing inadvertently. A string in your heart was moved, and you laughed inexplicably.

Many boys in Shilan Middle School have discussed privately whether Chu Zihan can laugh or not. The opponents believe that laughing is a natural expression of human beings, and Chu Zihan cannot fail to laugh. The supporters believe that Chu Zihan and other gods cannot be summarized as ordinary humans, because ordinary human girls will not bravely enter the men's restroom.

The debate between the two sides was deadlocked and there was no result. But now the answer can be revealed. The school comrade of Shilan Middle School can laugh, but she laughs very rarely and very sparingly, like a flash of light, fleeting, but as long as she is beautiful enough, there will always be people who remember her.

Seeing the goddess-like Gao Lingzhi smiling in front of him, Lu Mingfei felt very comfortable and proud. Some people say that even if you are a loser, as long as there is a movie queen-level girl standing next to you holding your arm, others will look at you with respect. Every man hopes to have such a bright and beautiful girl by his side. Although Chu Zihan does not belong to him, at least at this moment, passers-by will look at her a few more times when they see her applying medicine to him, and they probably think of envy and jealousy towards this boy.

Having been single for so many years, Lu Mingfei was really a little flattered at this moment. He didn't have any extravagant thoughts. Chu Zihan and he were not from the same world at all. There was no place for toads in the world of swans. But seeing her holding his arm and applying medicine to him like a wife in the boudoir, her slender eyelashes curling like bird wings, he felt inexplicably happy in his heart, thinking that his plan was not in vain.

"Alright." Chu Zihan packed up all the used garbage and threw it into the trash can next to him. "All the external injuries have been treated. If there is still something invisible on your body, you can go home and have it checked again. You can take all these medicines with you. It's my thank you gift."

“Thank you?” These two words confused Lu Mingfei. “Senior sister, I was the one who overestimated my own abilities and got beaten up with a black eye. I even bothered you to come out and save me. How can it be you thanking me? If anyone should thank someone, it should be me thanking you!”

"Let's judge by deeds, not by heart." Chu Zihan said, "If I don't know how to wield a Japanese sword, and I encountered something like that today, and someone showed up at such a bad time, no matter what the outcome is, at least in my eyes, you are a true hero at that moment. People who have the courage to do good things and uphold justice deserve to be recognized and encouraged. I hope you will continue to be such a person in the future, Lu Mingfei."

"Senior, you actually know me!" Lu Mingfei was stunned. They had no interactions before tonight. How could Chu Zihan, the only designated goddess of Shilan Middle School and a loser with no sense of existence, know his name? This is not a popular youth idol drama in prime time. This kind of routine is already outdated!

"When doing morning exercises, I will check the class queue list to keep score. Your hands and feet are not coordinated well, and you often do exercises with the same hands and feet. To be honest, at least 40% of the points your class lost in morning exercises are due to you." Chu Zihan explained, "It's not surprising that I remember you."

Lu Mingfei was about to say something, but his face turned into a stiff smile. He thought, "I knew it. How could a loser get close to a goddess? You think you are a toad that has become a spirit just because the goddess can call out your name! I am just faithfully fulfilling my duties. It would be weird if I can't remember the uncoordinated clown in the morning exercise team!"

Having lived a life of rottenness, Lu Mingfei felt that he was thick-skinned enough to compete with the Great Wall and could cope with any situation. However, he did not expect to expose his utter ugliness and embarrassment completely in front of the goddess. He was always beaten to the ground by Chu Zihan in just a few words and had no power to fight back.

It seems that he still has not yet mastered the magical power. A gangster met a female hero from a wealthy family. No matter how hard he tried, his skills were just mediocre. The goddess didn't use any real skills. She just used a move of the Jade Girl Sword Technique and the gangster couldn't resist and fell down.

Feeling depressed, he curled up on the bench unconsciously, with his chin resting on his knees. The posture was between an old farmer taking a break in the countryside of Shaanxi and a pug squatting on the roadside waiting for its owner. He completely forgot that Chu Zihan was watching him.

The warm oil paper bag was close to Lu Mingfei's face, immediately pulling him back from his melancholy. He looked up and saw Chu Zihan holding two identical oil paper bags in her hand, but one belonged to her and the other was next to his face.

"I'll treat you, to reward classmate Lu, the hero who stood up for justice." Chu Zihan said. It was hard to tell whether she was joking or continuing to stab someone in the back, but the oil paper bag in her hand looked very real, with a pleasant smell wafting from it. It turned out that she had bought a midnight snack when she went to buy medicine, but had kept it tightly sealed until now.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. May Your Majesty live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years." Lu Mingfei said thank you in a hoarse voice, with a hint of the old man from Dongchang.

Considering that Chu Zihan had bought more than a thousand dollars worth of medicine for some minor injuries, Lu Mingfei felt that there might be something mysterious in the oil paper bag, and it might contain delicacies such as dragon liver and phoenix gall.

Unexpectedly, when he opened it, there was just an ordinary crumb cake inside, and it was wrapped considerately to avoid greasing the soy milk bag next to it. Lu Mingfei immediately felt that Chu Zihan was very approachable. The goddess-like senior sister was not a fairy in heaven who only ate fine wine, the delicacies of roadside stalls on earth were also her favorite.

“Senior sister, you are a little different from what I imagined.” Lu Mingfei’s voice was a little unclear as he chewed the crumbly fried pancake.

This is what is meant by "beauty is a feast to the eyes". Eating the same food with Chu Zihan, this common roadside snack also tastes extra delicious. The single guy seems to suddenly understand the true meaning of those damn couples. It turns out that it is not how delicious the food in his hand is, but the people around him give extra points. Maybe it is not the seasoning or the workmanship that he tastes, but the invisible hormones.

"What do you mean?" Chu Zihan understood Lu Mingfei's words, but she didn't understand the meaning behind them. In order not to dirty her clothes, she would roll up the paper bag when eating the oil cake, hold it with her left hand, and lean forward deliberately to prevent the oil residue from falling on herself. She really made the simple food taste elegant.

Lu Mingfei, who was eating voraciously, slowed down his movements silently when he saw Chu Zihan doing this. With such a good example before him, he felt embarrassed to wolf down the food like his second brother did the ginseng fruit.

"Do you know that you are very famous in school?" Lu Mingfei said as he licked the grease on his lips.

"I know." Chu Zihan nodded, his long straight hair swaying in the evening breeze.

"One of the topics in our dormitory is to discuss you. Everyone has a lot of fantasies about you. Some people think that you know everything and are a master of PUA, so you are willing to use yourself as a pioneer to improve the quality of morning exercises. Some people think that you just look cool, but you are kind and upright. Going into the men's restroom is just your duty. If you can make everyone feel better by dressing nicer, then you are happy to sacrifice yourself, even if some girls will secretly gossip about you."

"So this is how I am in your eyes..." Chu Zihan thought for a moment and put the cake down. "Do you think so too?"

"Yes, after all, you seldom participate in extracurricular activities. We are in different grades and classes. The closest time is when you enter each class to check their appearance. To most people, you are a mysterious and excellent Shilan School. It is normal for people to talk about you, and they are often full of beautiful imaginations." Lu Mingfei said, "But today I got to know a different you. The mystery in your heart is much less."

"I don't mean to deliberately create my own persona. I'm just not used to having too many people around me. Instead of doing extracurricular activities, I would rather spend my time reading more books." Chu Zihan said, "I'm sorry for making you misunderstand."

“That’s impossible. Senior, you probably have a wrong perception of your popularity in Shilan Middle School. Everyone just simply likes your goodness and appreciates your goodness. They think it’s great to have someone like you in their world.” Lu Mingfei gestured with joy, “Believe me, the boys in Shilan Middle School are most grateful to you! When you think back on your high school life many years later, there will always be an unknown that belongs to you. You are the electricity, you are the light, you are our superstar and myth!”

(End of this chapter)