Chapter 100 Daily Life (Thirteen)
After everyone left that day, Jiang Shuyue, Hong Yang and Zhang Huawei stayed to eat kebabs, and they didn't finish until Mu Yu sent Mu Chenxi away.
Five new friends joined the WeChat group at once, and as expected, the group went crazy.
Fu Xiaoju: "@Gao Zhanyuan, why did you come in too?"
Gao Zhanyuan: "? Are we familiar with each other?"
Fu Xiaoju: “?”
Gao Zhanyuan: “?”
Fu Xiaoju: "Every time you stared at Brother Lu, didn't you notice that I was beside you?"
Gao Zhanyuan: "? I only know that there is always Yan Shaowen beside the vixen."
Fu Xiaoju: “???”
Fu Xiaoju: "@Muyu, he called you a vixen."
[“Gao Zhanyuan” withdrew a message]
Mu Yu: "@Gao Zhanyuan, it's okay to say it behind his back, but don't say it in front of Lu Zhongnian, he will be shy."
Fu Xiaoju: “…”
Gao Zhanyuan: “Ah.”
Gao Zhanyuan: "I will never say that again!"
Gao Zhanyuan: "[vomiting three liters of blood.jpg]"
Fu Xiaoju: "It's so funny. You've become a part of the play by saying something mean [eating melon]"
Chang Sen: "I climbed downstairs. This instance is actually related to Lao Yang?"
Fu Xiaoju: "Who is Lao Yang?"
Chang Sen: "There was an old man at the night market who had been setting up a stall for many years. He passed away not long after the start of this semester."
Su Mingyun: "In the past, the dungeon only randomly selected locations, but now it also randomly selects characters... [Sweating]"
Yu Ning: “[Picture]”
What he intercepted was a reply from a college student forum.
The post was made more than half a month ago. The author of the post was missing Lao Yang, while people in the post were still arguing about whether Lao Yang's life was successful or regrettable.
The reason why this kind of debate occurs so frequently is mainly because Lao Yang graduated from Lian University and is very close to their lives, which makes many students feel involved.
They believed that at least after graduating from Lianyungang University, Lao Yang's life could have been more brilliant.
One student responded:
"What does success mean? Is it necessary to be successful if you are admitted to a prestigious university? President Ke He also said that university is not a place for people to succeed. University is just a school, and it is one of the countless schools in a person's life. It may provide rich educational resources, but there must be more knowledge and more schools outside of it.
If I have to talk about what success is, I personally think it is when a person can feel for at least one second that he has finally understood life before the end of his life. "
Yu Ning: "I looked at the information sent by Jiang Shuyue, and I feel that the copy is not randomly generated. Whether it is based on the location or the characters, His intention is to destroy the most beautiful things."
Jiang Shuyue: "Yes, we have discussed this before. He has great malice towards humans."
Zhang Huawei: "Is there really no way to find Him?? I saw in the PDF you compiled that they can even post comments?!"
Mu Yu: "Yes, Yan Shaowen just told me that he also encountered barrage this time, which was much more rampant than the one Principal Dou saw before..."
Jiang Shuyue: “???”
Hong Yang: “?”
Zhang Huawei: “?”
Yu Ning: “?”
Yu Ning: "Why didn't he say anything just now? [pouting]"
Mu Yu: "Let's get to know each other again. Young Master Yan is so reserved and reserved."
Yan Shaowen: “?”
Yan Shaowen: "@Yu Ning private chat."
Yu Ning: “?”
Hong Yang: “?”
Fu Xiaoju: “?”
Ye Sui: “?”
The entire group was suddenly filled with question marks.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Li Ke climbed up.
He discovered that the amplitude of each accelerated rotation of the reflected world seemed to be uncertain, sometimes large, sometimes small, with no regular pattern. But no matter what, acceleration was definitely better than no acceleration.
Gao Zhanyuan knocked on Mu Yu's door privately.
He typed for a long time and seemed to be struggling.
"Brother Yu, isn't it enough to just make more people remember Lu Zhongnian?"
"Yes," Mu Yu asked sharply, "Do you have any ideas?"
"Well... there is a way we can try."
*
Another world.
When Lu Chongnian returned here, he naturally brought back all the letters that Mu Yu had handed over to him.
On weekends, he left school and flew to the capital.
After getting off the plane, my grandfather's secretary sent an email on time. Lu Zhongnian walked out of the airport in a black suit. His tall and handsome figure attracted countless eyes from the people around him.
A low-profile business car stopped by the roadside. He opened the door and sat in the back seat. The driver politely asked, "Mr. Lu, are you going to XX Conference Center?"
"yes."
An hour later, they arrived at their destination.
Lu Zhongnian refused the driver's offer to accompany him and got off the car.
It was a sunny day with high clouds. The wind blew across the empty square, ruffling his black hair in the face.
Using the invitation letter in the email, he successfully entered the conference room where the meeting was taking place.
The conference hall was very quiet, but it was packed with people, including scholars and reporters, all of whom were listening attentively to the speaker on the stage.
Lu Zhongnian found a random seat in the back row and sat down, waiting quietly.
An hour later, the meeting ended, and it was a long time later before the crowd gradually dispersed.
He found the target of this trip, walked forward, and said politely: "Principal Dou, Principal He."
The two principals were talking in low voices. When they heard the voice, they turned around at the same time.
Principal Dou asked politely, "Who are you?"
Principal He was beside him, looking at Lu Chongnian.
The two presidents are about the same age and both research physics. They have known each other since their student days because of various academic competitions. They are more like friends who appreciate each other than rivals.
Their temperaments are very similar, but Principal Dou is gentler towards people, while Principal He is straightforward and often does not care about feelings.
Lu Chongnian briefly introduced himself. When he heard that he was a student of Lian University, Principal He looked at him as if he finally understood something.
"Do you know your student?" Principal Dou tilted his head and asked his friend with a smile.
"I have some impression of you," Principal He looked at Lu Zhongnian inquiringly, "How did you get in? What's the matter that brought you all the way here to see us?"
Lu Zhongnian handed over the brown paper document bag and a letter in his hand: "Principal Dou, this is for you."
"Me?" Principal Dou was a little surprised.
A student from Lianyungang University traveled thousands of kilometers to the capital just to see the president of the science and technology school?
He took the two strange things, and Principal He also came over suspiciously. When they saw the four words "Dou Yunsheng" on the envelope, they both paused.
This is clearly Principal Dou’s own handwriting.
Principal He glanced at Principal Dou with a questioning look. Principal Dou shook his head slightly, and Principal He's eyes instantly darkened.
He asked Lu Zhongnian in a deep voice: "What exactly are you doing here?"
Lu Zhongnian's attitude remained calm and unperturbed.
"I'm here just to hand over these two documents. Because of time constraints, I don't know when you, President Dou, will return to the University of Science and Technology, so I can only rush here this weekend. It may be a bit abrupt, I'm sorry."
"All your current questions should be answered in this letter. If you have any other questions after reading this letter, you can contact me, Principal."
Lu Zhongnian handed over a piece of paper with his cell phone number and email address written on it.
Principal Dou took it and remained silent.
"Then I won't bother you any more."
After saying this, Lu Zhongnian turned around under the different looks of the two principals and left the huge conference hall.
*
In the following days, Lu Chongnian never stopped.
He was driven between several schools, and the people's reactions when they saw him were... varied.
When he found Jiang Shuyue, the latter was busy doing his homework in the library.
Lu Zhongnian sat down in the seat opposite him. He subconsciously raised his head and was stunned, with surprise in his eyes: "...You, you are looking for me?"
He knew Lu Chongnian.
It has been more than two months since the start of school. Thanks to the daily snapshots taken by the spectators on the forum, it can be said that at least most students in Lianda University can recognize Lu Chongnian's face.
At this moment, there were already countless gossipy eyes cast upon the two of them.
The school hunk and the two people who would have been rated as the school hunk if the former hadn't been there...these two finally met for the first time in a century. Ah, what does Lu Zhongnian want to talk to Jiang Shuyue about?! Do you want to fight? Do you want to fight? Do you want to fight?!
Amidst countless piercing gazes, a string of “…” appeared above Lu Zhongnian’s head.
He calmly pushed the letter in front of Jiang Shuyue.
Jiang Shuyue was shocked.
What era is this? Still writing letters? What is this, a declaration of war?
When he saw the three familiar characters "Jiang Shuyue" on the envelope, he was even more shocked.
The cold-faced school hunk actually secretly learned his handwriting?
What is going on? ?
Wait, could this letter be——
Lu Zhongnian covered his forehead and said, "...open it and take a look first."
Jiang Shuyue stretched out a finger warily and fearfully, pressed the letter, moved over quickly, then leaned back in the chair, opened the envelope with full of questions, unfolded the letter inside, and began to read quietly.
The curiosity of the spectators had reached its peak. Jiang Shuyue glanced at the letter and at Lu Chongnian at the same time.
…Then his expression gradually changed from puzzlement to bewilderment, from bewilderment to seriousness, and from seriousness to shock.
He put the letter down and asked in astonishment, "--You are not kidding me, are you?"
"With your intelligence, the letter should contain something that only you know and no one else knows," Lu Zhongnian said calmly, "So, whether I am playing tricks on you or not, you should have the answer in your heart."
Jiang Shuyue was stunned.
Aren’t the things written in Credible a little too bizarre?
He took out a photo from the envelope. The photo showed a handsome boy wearing glasses.
The boy seemed to be sitting in a cafe with a laptop in front of him.
He raised his head from behind the screen, his pair of black eyes looking into the camera, sharp and bright.
Jiang Shuyue murmured, "He is Mu Yu? Why is it so... Why is he so special? And as long as I can remember him, the two worlds may merge? What kind of anime plot is this? What is my relationship with him? Wait, my heart is beating so fast now. Could it be that he is my..."
Lu Zhongnian suddenly frowned: "You wrote so much in the letter, but didn't you mention that this matter involved dozens of people?"
Jiang Shuyue: “…Ah?”
Lu Zhongnian's eyes became very calm: "You wrote so much in the letter, but you didn't say that he is mine?"
Jiang Shuyue: “…………”
"..." He calmly put down the letter, "Misunderstood, your heartbeat seems to be fast because you are scared."
Lu Zhongnian looked away and said calmly, "I overestimated your IQ."
Jiang Shuyue froze: "No, wait, this is all my fault in the other world, what does it have to do with me!!"
…
When Lu Zhongnian found Fu Xiaoju, the latter was sleeping soundly in the dormitory.
Awakened by his roommate, he came to the door with a listless look on his face, stood there in a disoriented position with one hand on the door frame.
He yawned and said, "Who is it, so late in the afternoon..."
When he saw clearly that it was Lu Chongnian standing in the corridor, he shuddered, his yawn turned into a hiccup, and he forced back his tears.
“Lu Lu Lu Lu——Why are you here?!”
Lu Zhongnian handed over the envelope and said concisely: "This is for you."
"Ah? Lu, no, you wrote to me?" Fu Xiaoju blushed and took the letter in a hurry, his mind still stuck, "Why did you write to me?"
"Look at the words on the letter." Lu Zhongnian reminded.
Fu Xiaoju looked down and saw the ugly words "Fu Xiaoju" on the envelope. He continued to stutter in confusion, "Ah? Oh, the handwriting is so ugly, it must not be written by you. Then who should ask Lu, um, you to deliver it?"
Lu Zhongnian: “…………”
He sighed softly and said, "Contact me after you finish reading it."
"Ah? Lu, uh, no, leaving now?!"
When Fu Xiaoju returned to the dormitory in a daze, his three roommates looked at him with incomprehensible eyes.
"What are you talking about for so long? You want to call me brother? Then go ahead, why are you being so shy?"
Fu Xiaoju: “…”
Fu Xiaoju: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!!"
…
At five o'clock in the evening, there were very few people on campus, and most of the students flocked to the cafeteria.
When Ye Sui and Hong Yang arrived at the agreed location, Lu Zhongnian was sitting beside the flower bed.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the ground quietly, not knowing what he was looking at.
The cold wind blew, and the red leaves fell one after another. His profile seemed to be embedded in a painting, and he was also the person in the painting.
Noticing the two approaching, he raised his eyes.
Ye Sui simply greeted him: "You said you had something for us? What is it?"
Hong Yang followed behind him, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at Lu Zhongnian with a hint of scrutiny and silence in his eyes.
Lu Zhongnian stood up and handed them two letters.
When they saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope, they all paused.
They opened the letter on the spot, and as they read it, their faces changed.
Hong Yang took out a photo from the envelope and stared at the boy in the photo in silence.
Ye Sui was silent for a moment, and said: "Some time ago, when you mentioned 'Mu Yu' to me, I tried to recall it. I could remember a little bit, but not much. I felt that there was a force preventing me from remembering him. But looking at what was written in this letter, it seems that people in another world can remember you easily?"
"It should be related to that series of 'games'."
In this world, Lu Zhongnian cannot say the word "copy" to anyone because he is the only player.
"The 'game' only appears in that world?" Hong Yang suddenly asked.
"For now, that's it."
"You are the only one who can go to that world?"
"yes."
Hong Yang pulled the corner of his lips: "What is this?"
Ye Sui asked him: "Do you remember a lot?"
"No, but I don't know when it started, I always feel empty inside, as if something is missing," Hong Yang clenched the letter and said slowly, "And don't you think that this world has become a little fake?"
The rustling sound of branches and leaves rubbing against each other came.
The falling leaves fell on their shoulders and feet.
They stood on the earth, with the sky covering them. The world seemed to be still the same as before, but somewhere invisible and intangible, something strange seemed to have quietly seeped in and transformed everything.
Lu Chongnian and Ye Sui remained silent.
Hong Yang put the letter in his pocket.
He raised his head, looked directly at Lu Zhongnian and asked, "Is there any way to get him back?"
Lu Zhongnian opened his mouth and said, "As long as more people can remember him."
"Okay, got it. We'll contact the rest of the class. If there's any more news coming in from 'over there', please pass it on."
Hong Yang glanced at the night sky and said coldly: "I won't let Him succeed like this."
The phone in Lu Zhongnian's pocket suddenly vibrated.
He took it out and saw that it was an email from Principal Dou.
*
Return to another world.
A week after the copy ended, Yan Shaowen suddenly contacted Mu Yu.
"Something has happened at the Wenshan Club. Come and take a look."
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