It's a bit of a loss to be a hero with this template

Chapter 21 Mingyu Hall

"I've told you a long time ago that Fire Fist is the strongest super policeman! When I fully develop my abilities, I will definitely be like him!" On the bus, Li Shupei stood on his knees on the seat and turned to follow him

The little brother boasted that he was very high-spirited, as if his becoming a super policeman was already a certainty, "Like [Zhengqi], [Ziyang]... It's such an eyesore, he should just retire when he's an old-fashioned guy. And that one

The silver armor actually just wraps oneself under a layer of mecha. Can this be considered a 'superpower'? This is too cheap!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"Actually, I have long thought that Yinzhou is very good."

"That makes so much sense!"

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No matter what different opinions the students have on the definition of "super police", after visiting the museum, the students still got on the bus and headed towards Mingyu Hall as planned. For most people, this is the top priority today.

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The atmosphere in the car became more and more noisy. After all, this was one of the few times they stepped into an "adult social situation" during their high school years, so excitement was inevitable. Most of the boys were still immersed in the experience of visiting the Super Police Museum, and they started to tear up.

Which super policeman has the stronger fighting ability? They are enjoying it endlessly, as if they are talking about anime characters. The girls took out a makeup box from their small schoolbags, opened the mirror, and touched up their makeup.

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Yin Chengyi's living expenses will be regularly called to the small liquor boss at the beginning of each month, and then the boss will transfer it to him. It is fixed at 500 a month, not a penny more, not a penny less. If you want to go out to eat

, at most they were limited to food stalls and Shaxian County. This was his first time to go to such a luxurious "restaurant".

After arriving, how should I describe it... This is probably more than just a place to eat, just like modern smartphones, which have already integrated many functions beyond "making calls".

The hall is magnificent, with magnificent reliefs, decorative railings and jade inlays, and elegant carpets. A large white gold chandelier hangs above, with soft light and friendly to the eyes. On the wine racks on the side, there are many bottles of excellent quality and age.

Of red wine, there is a small hardwood label hanging under each wine tank. The year of production of the bottle of wine is written on the label in strong calligraphy. Of course, it is all in foreign language that Yin Chengyi cannot understand.

But for some reason, he always felt that... maybe the wines on the shelves in his bar were better.

The spacious round table is large enough to seat a dozen people, with an extremely noble candlestick placed in the center, reflecting the heavy metallic light. If guests wish, they can choose a seat by the window, light candles, and enjoy the elegance of a candlelight dinner.

atmosphere.

It was still noon, and not many people could come to Mingyu Hall. After seeing a large group of teenagers pouring in from the door, everyone was a little shocked. However, when they recognized the school badge of Shiyue Middle School,

He soon calmed down again, with an "I see" expression on his face.

Seeing that most of the people in the class seemed quite knowledgeable when faced with these strange kitchen utensils, the two old guys, Yin Chengyi and Zhang Huxiang, had no choice but to sit silently in the corner, pick up the chopsticks, pick up the food and put it in their mouths.

Do not participate in any topics raised by the people around you - because they are not interested in most topics, such as which dishes are cooked in what way, and whether the cooking wine uses high-end materials flown from somewhere in the world. You must let him evaluate the taste...

...It can only be said that most of the dishes taste pretty good. It is difficult to say that they are really "unpalatable". The only thing that makes Yin Chengyi dissatisfied is that the portion is too small.

Maybe this is the characteristic of high-end restaurants - he thought to himself.

Zhang Huxiang swallowed the food in the bowl with big mouthfuls. He looked extremely ugly while eating, and the hissing sound he made while swallowing undoubtedly aroused the dissatisfaction of many people. Even the girls sitting at the other table frequently looked sideways with disdain on their faces. The piano and music played in the room

The sound of the violin makes this guy feel polluted.

"Damn it..." Yin Chengyi frowned and thought to himself, "What mistake did I make to sit with this guy?"

"Chengyi." While this guy was chewing something, he actually spoke, "Then what...I want to tell you something."

"Um?"

"Isn't the latest "Red Dead Redemption 5" coming out? Li Shupei and his family have matching projection mapping, and... uh..." He seemed to feel sorry for Yin Chengyi, so he didn't dare to look at him.

, the voice also became hesitant, "This afternoon, several of them agreed to go to his house to visit, and I also... that..."

"You want to go too?" Yin Chengyi said while eating half a bowl of rice from the delicious bouillabaisse, "I don't have legs, so you can go if you want. Why did you tell me specifically?"

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"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy. You've always taken care of me like this in class..."

To be fair, Yin Chengyi didn't feel unhappy, or in other words, he didn't care that much about Zhang Huxiang. Whether you go or not, what does it essentially have to do with me?

However, he really did not expect that Zhang Huxiang could actually say these words. Maybe in his eyes, he is one of the few people who is willing to lend a helping hand to him, so his status seems to be very important. Maybe this is "

With the inertial thinking of "the weak", they have to walk among the strong, look at other people's faces, and live cautiously.

It's just that... seeing him putting his hot face on someone's cold butt again and again, Yin Chengyi couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

As human beings, don’t we learn something from our past experiences?

"Don't worry, I won't do it." Yin Chengyi poked the meat in the bowl with his chopsticks and said casually, "You are quite generous anyway, why should I stop you."

"Heart... broad?"

"A few months ago, when you first came here, you were raped by him once, have you forgotten?"

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Zhang Huxiang swallowed the thing in his mouth, made a "gumble" sound, and said with a naive smile, "It's my own fault. I have just transferred to another school, and I am not good-looking, but I gave him

The monitor writes a love letter."

"Why didn't you have this self-awareness at that time?"

Yin Chengyi lowered his voice and complained, but he actually admired this guy. At least he dared to take the initiative and wrote a love letter to the famous beauty, the squad leader, despite his face.

, Zhao Yichen. In comparison, he, a guy who only dares to chat awkwardly with others on WeChat, is simply a pure waste...

"Later, Li Shupei and the others posted your love letter on a corner of the campus. You always remember this, right?"

"Actually, it's nothing...it's just a little embarrassing..." He scratched his hair, and a lot of dandruff fell out, which scared Yin Chengyi and quickly moved aside, "Now that I think about it, it's okay."

"So you are said to have a big heart. The whole school pointed at you behind your back and scolded you in the spine, saying that you are a lazy toad and wants to eat swan meat. If you were someone else, you would have dropped out of school." Yin Chengyi shook his head and said,

I don’t know if he is careless or just crazy, "Is there nothing that would make you care a little bit?"

"Well, it's not like there's nothing."

Zhang Huxiang scratched his head and showed an honest smile, "What I fear most is..."

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"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

A crisp sound came from the side. Li Shupei picked up a chopstick with his hand and tapped the glass filled with drinks three times like a musician in a band. The sound was a bit like some kind of percussion and successfully combined all the sounds.

It attracts people's attention.

There is also a shy girl with a high ponytail sitting next to him. According to legend, she is a school girl from the dance club of the first year of high school. I brought her here today. What kind of relationship can these two people have... I won't tell you.

And it’s a metaphor.

Li Shupei put his arm around his schoolgirl's shoulders, stood up with satisfaction, and looked around, like a leader looking down on his subordinates.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but his eyes stayed on Yin Chengyi for an exceptionally long time.

"Hmm... I originally wanted to talk about it during the school anniversary, but today's opportunity is rare, so I plan to announce it in advance..." Under the envious and expectant eyes of all the boys, Li Shupei seemed to have found the taste of a "leader"

, speaking in a high-spirited tone and unable to conceal his excitement.

In front of everyone, he solemnly took out a notice from his pocket, provocatively, and locked his eyes tightly on Yin Chengyi, as if he insisted on competing with him.

"I'm going to be a super police officer."

(End of chapter)