Chapter 180 The End of the Month
After Pu Xueli finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup, blew on it, and then lowered his head slightly to taste it carefully. The tea on his lips rippled in circles, and the whole thing showed a bit of slowness and stability.
He didn't come up with this idea on a whim.
There has always been a tradition of comparison between campuses. The so-called educational exchanges are actually about showing the quality of their students.
In that situation, the fiercer the competition, the easier it is to enhance the sense of belonging to one's own campus.
It can only be said that Pu Xueliang really took great pains to bind Lu Bai to Zudian Campus.
but,
Lu Bai calculated the days, shook his head and said, "Let other faculty members lead the team. I want to prepare for my fourth round of death match."
"puff!!!"
Upon hearing this reply, Pu Xuelia almost choked on his tea.
The principal stared, seriously doubting that he had heard correctly: "What did you say?!"
"The fourth round of deathmatch, what happened?"
Lu Bai responded naturally.
Pu Xuelia put down the tea cup and suddenly felt a bit of toothache: "No, why do you..."
Are you eager to become prey in the death arena?
You know, after officially becoming a Death Fighter.
While there could be an opportunity for a deathmatch showdown every month like the first three rounds, that's not a hard and fast rule.
You only need to have participated in a death match within a year.
Normally, almost no one would choose such a high-intensity participation frequency as once a month.
The vast majority of Death Fighters participate in a Death Fight duel once a year, not only to have sufficient preparation time, but also to ensure that they can survive for a longer period of time.
After all, starting from the fourth round, death matches are really life-threatening. Unless they are tired of living, not many people will participate in more than two death matches in a year.
This can also be seen from the list of cumulative rounds. The one currently ranked first only has more than fifty rounds.
"Do you want to stop thinking about it?"
Pu Xueliang hesitated for a while, but decided to persuade again: "Based on your excellent performance in the first three rounds, as long as you continue to develop step by step, the position under my butt will be yours sooner or later. Why are you so impatient?"
Lu Bai couldn't talk about his special situation.
Even if the principal is a good person, it is impossible to tell him,
After all, having a superior ability pool is no small matter no matter how you think about it.
The fewer people who know, the better.
He rubbed his chin and gave a perfunctory answer: "I'm full of confidence."
Pu Xuelia later tried to persuade Lu Bai for a while, but unfortunately Lu Bai had a firm attitude and could not be persuaded no matter how hard he tried.
In desperation, the old principal had no choice but to give up.
Your life is your own. If you don't take it seriously, it will be useless no matter how much others care about it.
Fortunately, with his excellent performance in the first three rounds as a foundation, Pu Xuelia didn't think something would happen if Lu Bai rushed to participate in the death-match duel.
In order to make Lu Bai as fully prepared as possible, Pu Xuelia gave him a holiday and told him to ask directly if he needed anything.
…
Empty fighting arena.
The skinny old man held the protective gear in his arms and stared at Lu Bai who was taking off the protective gear with a look of uncertainty.
"Are you crazy?"
"What?"
After moving for a while, Lu Bai took off his helmet. He was already sweating profusely and his hair was stuck in strands with sweat.
"I heard someone said that you are going to participate in the fourth round of death match tomorrow?"
"Hey, you are very well-informed."
Lu Bai reached out and pushed his hair back, but there was no hairspray in his hand. The hair that he wiped back quickly rebounded: "There is no need to persuade me, I have my own reasons."
He did not elaborate, but changed the topic: "But what is your relationship with Principal Pu? Why do you say everything to you?"
"Ordinary principal-faculty relationships."
"If you don't want to say it, forget it."
Lu Bai handed all the removed protective gear to the skinny old man, said hello, and turned to leave the fighting venue.
To be honest, even though he has the position of deputy team leader, he feels that his life as a faculty member is no different from when he was a student. What it was before is still the same now.
When we walked out of the fighting arena, the sky above our heads had turned into a dusk scene.
The phone rang suddenly.
Lu Bai took out his cell phone and saw that it was an unknown caller, so he hung up without hesitation.
By the way, he had received many such strange calls during this period.
The content of the phone call was basically soliciting him, or inviting him to a certain place to have a meal or make friends.
I don’t know where these major forces got his mobile phone number.
Lu Bai was not interested in this kind of communication.
At first he would answer it out of politeness, but later, when it was almost an unknown caller, he would blacklist +1.
After hanging up, he didn't pay attention and continued walking home.
Just after a while, his cell phone suddenly rang again.
This time it wasn't a call, but a text message.
[Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, we will gather for the truth. 】
Lu Bai glanced at it and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The truth is not a game, but the name of the nightclub.
So who sent this text message, the answer is obvious.
He put his phone back in his pocket and couldn't help but sigh.
"After waiting for so long, don't let me down."
…
After washing in the bathhouse downstairs, Lu Bai returned home.
The food is ready and placed on the table.
The little kid was sitting on the stool playing with his mobile phone while waiting for Lu Bai to come back.
Lu Ziyi saw Lu Bai and wiped her hands on her apron.
"Thank you for your hard work, let's eat first."
"You don't actually have to wait for me. If you're hungry, just eat first."
Lu Bai sat down at the dining table and picked up his chopsticks.
When Lu Ziyi heard this, she didn't say anything. She still stubbornly believed that family members should eat together.
The three brothers and sisters gathered together, crossing their chopsticks back and forth.
After the food was over, the little girl said in a consultative tone: "Qing Yan has reached the age where he should go to school."
Lu Qingyan was so shocked by the sudden suggestion that the food in his mouth no longer tasted good.
Lu Bai: "Good thing."
"Because our family is not short of money now, I am thinking about letting Qingyan go to a better school?"
"Anything is fine."
…
They decided on the outcome in just a few words, without asking for the little kid's opinion throughout the process.
But during the discussion, Lu Ziyi's eyes flashed with a hint of resentment from time to time.
She wanted to say something, brother, you were not like this before, you used to dote on me.
After all, no matter how distant she was in the past, her predecessor's temperament would never be as cold as Lu Bai's now.
After all, she is just a teenage girl.
I wanted to ask why, but I felt like I couldn’t save my dignity.
Of course Lu Bai would not have missed it, and he could probably guess the reason.
But there was really no explanation for this, so he simply pretended not to see it.
Then he said: "I will come back later tomorrow, no need to wait for me."
(End of chapter)