After the War I Became a Women’s Clothing Boss

The selection of the Mecha League has officially started.

Similar to the previous year, we recruited two teams, A and B, with a total of 16 people. Each team has the same lineup, including a commander, a mech division, and six mech soldiers.

Team B is the backup team of Team A. If the members of Team A cannot participate normally, they will be replaced by members of Team B.

"It is said that it is a candidate, but it is actually a training."

Luo Mingjing, who was studying the rules of the game, was talking.

The A team is a sharp sword, and the B team is the sharpening stone of the blade. It was also because of the covetousness of Team B that Team A did not dare to slack off and did their best.

Luo Mingjing nodded clearly, isn't this the catfish effect, she understands!

"The mecha division will also play?" Luo Mingjing looked puzzled.

"The mecha league is different from the usual trials, with different venue settings, and sometimes a game lasts two to three days. The mecha division is a very important logistical support for the team." The teacher explained.

"Is that our own mecha?" Qimuge asked nervously.

Hearing what he said, the poor squad stared at the teacher with wide eyes.

“The school will provide players with mechas of the corresponding level type, but the competition is also allowed to bring their own mechas. The participating players usually choose to customize the mecha that matches their own abilities and traits.”

The team breathed a sigh of relief.

"A group of poor ghosts, they are coming to participate in the competition!"

Tang Qifeng glanced at them in disgust, squeezed out the crowd, and slapped the registration form on the table with a proud face.

"Is that mouth of yours not able to speak well?" Luo Mingjing looked at his face and felt annoyed.

"What's so great about mechas, what's the difference between you and your level?"

"You—"

Tang Qifeng's neck just wanted to get angry, but seeing the crowd of people on the opposite side, he had to hold back his words angrily.

."

After saying this, Tang Qifeng swaggered away.

Luo Mingjing covered his shoulders and looked at his leaving back with a solemn expression.

She almost forgot, there is the big trouble of the Lantern Bearer Association.

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On the way back to the dormitory, Luo Mingjing was thinking about bringing her own mecha.

She has a mecha, that's right, a mecha named now in Lao Luo's warehouse.

But now Luo Mingjing has taken on too many memories and feelings of Lao Luo, and now Luo Mingjing has not been able to use the current ability.

If she can win this competition, it will prove that she is qualified to drive this mech.

Luo Mingjing clenched her fists and diverted to the training room halfway through.

When she came out of the training room sweating profusely after practicing, she realized that Lufa had called her several times.

And she left a message: "I'm in the reception room, can you come?"

The reception room? Has anyone come to see Lufa?

Luo Mingjing looked at the time she received the message, it was already half an hour ago, and she rushed over in a hurry.

When she arrived, she happened to bump into Lufa and a tall man in a black suit walking out the door.

Lu Fa drooped his head, Luo Mingjing looked carefully, wasn't the person beside him the professor last time?

Montwell turned his head and saw her, he stopped and nodded to Luo Mingjing.

"Hello Professor."

As soon as the other party's line of sight came over, Luo Mingjing unconsciously felt a tingling in her scalp. She took a deep breath and tried to put on a friendly smile: "Is there anything you want to do with me?"

Lufa glanced at her, then lowered his head and remained silent, Montewell stroked the back of Lufa's head like a tame puppy, and said warmly: "I told her A few words, you go back first, darling, don't eavesdrop."

Lu Fa obediently walked away, and when he passed Luo Mingjing, he quickly raised his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head and ran away.

Luo Mingjing looked at his retreating back worriedly, and Montwell behind him suddenly said:

"Lufa said you were his best friend."

"Yes." Luo Mingjing looked up at him, straightening her back.

"I heard you are S-class."

Montwell's eyes swept around her body, a cold light flashed across the lens, and he said, "It's the same as Lufa."

He paused, and when Luo Mingjing didn't know how to reply, he said: "However, in my eyes, your value is not even one-tenth of Lufa."

Luo Mingjing, who was suddenly attacked personally, was stunned. Does this person have any disease? Chatting in front of her for a while is just to belittle her.

"What do you mean by that?" Luo Mingjing asked coldly.

"I just want to tell you that Lufa is different from you." Montewell bent down and stared into Luo Mingjing's eyes and whispered.

"I hope he can get through his school life in peace and not be bothered by some unimportant things."

The invisible pressure from him made Luo Mingjing almost breathless, and she pinched her palm so she didn't let herself back timidly.

"What do you mean by irrelevant things, are you referring to us?" Luo Mingjing clenched his back molars, so tight that his jaws hurt.

Montwell smiled and straightened up, the pressure he caused suddenly disappeared: "You are a smart boy, keep your distance from Lufa, it will not hurt you."

He turned around and prepared to leave. When he left, he turned back to Luo Mingjing as if he had suddenly remembered something, and said, "Oh, forget it, please help me tell Lufa and wish him a smooth game."

After he finished speaking, he waved at Luo Mingjing and walked away.

It wasn't until Monteville was far away and Luo Mingjing was about to leave that she found that her legs were so soft that she could barely walk.

She flew to Qimuge's bedroom, grabbed Qimuge, who was already lying on the bed, and panted, "Last time you told me about the road Fa, what's going on?"

Qimuge looked blank, looking at Luo Mingjing's flustered expression and slightly trembling arms, and suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Der Spiegel, calm down."

He comforted softly, and broke Luo Mingjing's hand. Fang Yingchen, who was in the same bedroom, saw that the situation was not right and came around and handed Luo Mingjing a handkerchief.

Luo Mingjing took a deep breath and tried to calm down, took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face, and said word by word, "Can you take a look at Lufa's future? "

"Don't worry, tell me what happened first?"

Qimuge's calm performance gave Luo Mingjing strength. She calmed down and told them about Lufa and the professor.

"Is that professor Lufa's father?" Fang Yingchen asked curiously.

"It doesn't feel like it to me."

Luo Mingjing recalled how they got along, not like father and son, nor teacher and student, or even any kind of interpersonal relationship she could think of.

It's like a relationship between people and pets.

She was startled by the sudden thought in her mind, and quickly shook her head to make herself more awake.

"The future of Lufa, I saw it with my ability the day I reminded you."

Zimuge held his chin and said slowly: "It is a monstrous red, and the red flame of destruction fills the whole world."

"What does this mean?" Luo Mingjing's hand trembled slightly, subconsciously contradicting this prophecy.

"Lufa's ability is destruction, all powerful forces need to pay a high price.

When the red flame burns and destroys everything, it will eventually destroy itself. "

This is the future of Lufa.

Luo Mingjing sat aside, unable to return to her senses for a long time, and did not notice Qimuge's complicated eyes when she looked at her.

On that day, he also saw the future of another person, Luo Mingjing.

The silent darkness and greed seized the golden heart, and at the moment when the light was annihilated, the stars also wept for it.

It confirms the sentence written in the history book of the Lantern Bearer Association:

The eternal destiny of the lantern is to be swallowed by darkness.

Luo Mingjing returned to the dormitory restlessly, there was no light in the room, Lufa lay on the bed, and there was no movement at all.

Luo Mingjing lay on her back on the bed, so tired that her eyelids felt heavy.

I can think of Lufa, and I feel heartache so hard to sleep. She rolled over and sat up, calling Lufa's name softly, but he didn't answer, he didn't know if he was fast asleep.

Luo Mingjing walked over and looked at him through the meager light. Half of his face was sunk in the pillow, his hair was covering his eyebrows, and he looked quiet and beautiful.

Luo Mingjing couldn't help reaching out and stroking the back of his neck, but the moment his fingers touched him, he clearly felt the stiffness of his body.

"Lufa, are you still awake?" Luo Mingjing asked softly.

But Lufa just turned over and knocked off her hand, turning his back to her and ignoring him.

Sit down beside the bed, Luo Mingjing retracted his hand and said to himself, "Don't you want to know what the professor told me?"

Lufa's body moved obviously, but he still didn't make a sound.

Luo Mingjing, who didn't get a response, didn't care either, and continued: "He told me to keep a distance from you and not to affect you."

She looked at Lufa's silent back and smiled bitterly: "You must have guessed it, so is this your answer?"

"If that's the case, then I respect your decision." Luo Mingjing took a deep breath and turned his head to leave.

Then she was hugged from the back.

Lufa's arms wrapped around her tightly, like holding the last straw, his head was buried in Luo Mingjing's shoulder, his voice was hoarse.

"I don't like it."

"I don't want to."

"I don't."

His tone became heavier and heavier. After venting these words, his voice became more and more trembling.

"But I can't... can't be obedient..."

He whimpered and said these words, which made Luo Mingjing's heart hurt.

Luo Mingjing turned around and held Lufa's face, his eyes were full of pain and struggle, like a broken crystal.

"You can, as long as you want, you can!"

She looked into Lufa's eyes and said seriously and gently.

She slowly stretched out her hand and stroked the back of Lufa's head. At that moment, she felt that Lufa's body was shaking uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Tell me, what's yours?"

"Don't be afraid of Lufa, I'm here."

Luo Mingjing's fingers stroked the back of his head with force and tenderness, she got closer, and their foreheads were pressed against each other.

Lufa raised his eyes, and those dark red eyes looked over, like a quietly burning flame.

"It's a bomb."