He was looking for an opportunity to break the deadlock. But not long after, Chǔ Zǐháng, who was cautiously hiding his figure in the corridor, saw a figure quickly passing by in the teaching building ahead. Just as he was about to sneak up for a surprise attack, something hard was pressed against his back.
He instinctively turned his head and saw Lù Míngfēi wearing his clothes inside out and a baseball cap on his head, smiling and saying, "Bye-bye." There was only a bang. Lù Míngfēi was the only one left on the battlefield.
He swaggered towards the exit. Nuònuò, hiding in the dark, saw this scene. Just as she was about to grab her weapon and chase after him, she felt something pressed against the back of her head.
She couldn't help but turn around and saw Lù Míngfēi. "Shoot, just like you did to Kǎisā and Chǔ Zǐháng. Then the battle will be over."
But Lù Míngfēi casually tossed the Desert Eagle aside and said, "No need. It's over. Looks like I'm the champion of this Freedom Day.
I should seize this opportunity." He shrugged and prepared to leave, but he never expected that Nuònuò would point the gun at him the next moment. Lù Míngfēi looked at the unfamiliar Nuònuò before him with some hesitation.
If something like this happened in his previous life, he would never have believed that Nuònuò would do such a thing. Even though this was just a simple academy Freedom Day. The moment she fired, Lù Míngfēi collapsed.
The last thing he saw was her walking towards him before his vision went black and he lost consciousness. When Lù Míngfēi woke up again, he saw Fingel's distinctive face in front of him. "Hey, I didn't expect this.
You were just wandering around the academy, and you got caught up in the Student Union and the Lionheart Club." Lù Míngfēi scratched his head awkwardly, not intending to reply, and instead turned his head to the side. Fingel continued, "You look quite sad.
Tell me about it, let your senior have a laugh." Lù Míngfēi was speechless. "..."
Fingel casually sat down by Lù Míngfēi's bed and, like an experienced person, advised him, "Oh, it's just that the girl you like is someone else's girlfriend. Don't be so sad. And you'll encounter another misfortune tomorrow."
This reminded Lù Míngfēi, who sat up and asked, "What is it?" Fingel, with a mischievous look, said, "It's the day of the freshman entrance exam." This reminded him of his past memories, recalling how he had no idea how to handle this exam in his previous life.
He clearly remembered that during the exam, his mind went blank when he heard the Dragon script, fully embodying the essence of a slacker. Now he had to face it again, and he was still a bit troubled. Fortunately, Fingel had the answers.
He quickly said, "Senior Fingel, you've been in the academy for so long as a senior. You might know what the exam will be tomorrow. Is there anything you can tell your junior?"
Fingel listened and said with suspicion, "No, why would you think I have the answers?" Lù Míngfēi couldn't say that he himself had told him back then. He thought for a moment and found an excuse: "I didn't say you have the answers.
I just thought that after so many years in the academy, you must know something." "But I only told you that I am your senior, right?" "Hey, don't worry about such details.
Just tell me if you have it or not." "Of course, I have it. After all, I've been in the academy for so many years, and I can still figure out their exam strategy.
If I'm not mistaken, they should give this one." As he spoke, Fingel took out a slip of paper from his desk drawer. Lù Míngfēi glanced at it.
It was similar to the one from his previous life, with just eight simple patterns. Without suspicion, he tucked it into his pocket. "Thank you, senior.
It's getting late, so I'll go to sleep now." Lù Míngfēi turned over and lay down again. Fingel looked at his state and didn't know what else to say, so he climbed back into his own bed.