Chapter 10 You're right, I'm actually laughing at this crap

  Zhuge Mingyue looked at the handsome man who slowly appeared in the doorway and slightly furrowed her brow.

  "Miss Zhuge, would you do me the honor of dining with me?" Ling Feiyang flashed a charmingly confident smile.

  "Oh, you're that who's who? Called Ling something Ang?" Zhuge Mingyue asked with a frown, looking very puzzled.

  "My surname is Ling, as in the ling of Lingyun. My first name is Feiyang, with fei meaning flying clouds and yang meaning to scatter or disperse. Together, my full name means 'Ling Feiyang'."

  "Oh." Zhuge Mingyue nodded seriously and asked solemnly, "Do you have something to say?"

  Ling Feiyang smiled and said: "I just wanted to invite Miss Zhuge to dinner."

  "Oh, don't be polite, thank you. Fatty, Zihao, let's eat." After finishing speaking, Zhuge Mingyue invited Wan Qi Chen and Xue Zihao to eat, completely ignoring Ling Feiyang who was standing by the table.

  Wan Xi Chen glanced at Ling Feiyang, hummed softly, and started eating without hesitation. Xue Zihao hesitated for a moment before also starting to eat.

  Ling Feiyang felt that the smile on his face was about to collapse, but he still tried his best to hold it up. However, standing by the table and watching Zhuge Mingyue and the others eat with relish, he felt that if things continued like this, he would lose face. For the first time, someone had treated him like this, for the first time!

  "Hahaha..." A playful laugh came from the doorway, and a stern-looking Luo Jingfeng appeared at the entrance, leaning against the door with his hands clasped in front of his chest, teasingly gazing at the scene inside.

  "You're laughing your head off." Ling Feiyang said with a black face, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth.

  "You're right, I'm actually laughing at that." Luo Jingfeng said with a tilted head and raised an eyebrow.

  Ling Feiyang's face turned even darker.

  Zhuge Mingyue turned back to look at the person by the door, looking at Lu Jingfeng with a playful smile on his face. Zhuge Mingyue slightly raised an eyebrow. This person's words are somewhat interesting.

  "That's a sandstorm." Xue Zihao whispered to Zhuge Mingyue.

  "Miss Zhuge, I apologize. My friend was too presumptuous, please forgive him. I am Luo Jingfeng." Luo Jingfeng walked in slowly, smiling politely as he spoke.

  Zhuge Mingyue narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the person in front of her. For someone like Ling Feiyang who thought he was superior, Zhuge Mingyue wouldn't be polite. However, for someone like Luo Jingfeng who was being polite, she felt embarrassed to trouble him instead.

  "It doesn't matter." Zhuge Mingyue smiled slightly and nodded.

  "Excuse me then." Kong Jingfeng rushed to Zhuge Mingyue and nodded, walking to Ling Feiyang's side, pulling out an envelope, "Yours."

  "I didn't say you could receive love letters on my behalf." Ling Feiyang frowned and let out a cold hum.

  "It's an urgent letter from the Ling family." Lü Jingfeng said slowly and clearly, his voice neither loud nor soft, but just right for everyone in the room to hear.

  "Haha......" Zhuge Mingyue burst out laughing without giving any face. This Luo Jingfeng, absolutely did it on purpose, haha!

  Ling Feiyang's face turned a deep purple, and he suddenly grabbed the letter from Hong Jingfeng's hand. He looked at the crest on the letter and confirmed that it was indeed the Ling family crest. Ling Feiyang tore open the letter and scanned it quickly, his eyes turning cold.

  "I've also received it," said Lü Bu Feng calmly. "Let's go."

  "Miss Zhuge, see you next time. I have something to take care of. Don't think about me." Ling Feiyang turned his head and looked at Zhuge Mingyue, revealing a charming smile.

  "Slow down, I won't see you off."

  That indifferent attitude made Ling Feiyang feel a little frustrated. He was about to go out with Luo Jingfeng when Zhuge Mingyue suddenly spoke up again.

  "Hey, that's Ling Feiyang, right?" Zhuge Mingyue looked up and spoke, gazing at the backs of Ling Feiyang and Luo Jingfeng.

  "What's up? Miss Zhuge?" Ling Feiyang flashed a perfect smile, turning his head around, the implication in his eyes being that indeed no woman could resist his charm. This time she'd finally remembered her own name, hadn't she?

  "Hey, before you leave, don't forget to pay the bill." Zhuge Mingyue reminded him with an unchanged expression.

  Ling Feiyang's smile froze on his face. Luo Jingfeng hooked up the corner of his mouth and shrugged, saying: "Alright, Jingfeng, let's go. Time is pressing, of course before we leave, you have to remember to pay the bill."

  Ling Feiyang turned his head back in a flash of anger and quickly left. Luo Jingfeng followed behind him with a smile.

  Zhuge Mingyue didn't respond again and continued eating meat...

  Xue Zihao and Wan Qichen exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise and amusement in each other's eyes. At this moment, everything was self-evident, so they also lowered their heads to eat.

  After dinner, Zhuge Mingyue walked out of the wine house with a satisfied and narrowed eyes.

  "Zhuge, remember, my medicine!" Xue Zihao reminded. This time he had indeed paid a heavy price.

  "I remember. I'll give you five bottles of medicine later, and its effectiveness will definitely satisfy you." Zhuge Mingyue guaranteed.

  "Alright then, alright then. Let's meet at our college entrance two days later." Xue Zihao said with a grin.

  "See you later, Zhuge." Wan Xi Chen also bid farewell to Zhuge Mingyue.

  ……

  For the next two days, Zhuge Mingyue stayed at home and worked on her potion. The alchemy technology in this world was not advanced. Even distilled water could not be refined. Zhuge Mingyue managed to produce distilled water, the purest form of water. According to the formula, she finally refined a satisfactory potion.

  It's just waiting for the elementary class training after the holiday now.

  Every year, the White Feather Academy holds such a trial. The junior class, under the leadership of several teachers, goes to the Xunlong mountain range thirty miles outside the city for training. The Xunlong mountain range is vast and stretches across seven countries. There are various ferocious beasts in the mountains, as well as rare flowers and herbs, and precious minerals. It's a natural treasure trove, but danger often increases with benefits. The deeper you go into the mountains, the more treasures there are, but the more dangerous it becomes. Every year, the White Feather Academy's trial only takes place on the periphery.

  Early in the morning, Wan Xi Chen and Xue Zi Hao were waiting excitedly at the entrance of the college, with Wan Xi Chen constantly poking his head out to look towards the street.

  "Alright, fatty, Zhuge will definitely come, what's the hurry!" Xue Zihao couldn't help but scold him as he looked at fatty's anxious appearance.

  "You're not in a hurry, you won't be running around in circles eighteen times if you're not in a hurry." Wan Xi Chen Bai gave Xue Zi Hao a white eye and said with annoyance.

  "Hey, isn't this the medicine that Zhuge promised to give me today? She agreed to give me five bottles of medicine." Xue Zihao rubbed his hands together, looking embarrassed.

  "Here she comes!" Wan Xi Chen chuckled and rushed out to greet Zhuge Mingyue, who had just appeared at the street corner.

  Xue Zihao also cried out and chased after him.

  "Zhuge, Zhuge, you're here. This is for you, I'm sure you haven't had breakfast yet." Wan Qi Chen handed a steamed bun wrapped in an oil paper bag to Zhuge Mingyue.

  Zhuge Mingyue took it without hesitation, took out the bun and started biting, saying vaguely: "Hmm, uh, Fatty, thank you."

  "No need to thank me, no need to thank me." Wan Xi Chen shook his head and smiled foolishly.

  "Zhuge, that, that..." Xue Zi Hao stepped forward, rubbing his hands together in embarrassment, and said after thinking for a moment, "Right, this time I've prepared everything, don't worry."

  "Here, be careful with it. I'm poor now, the materials I bought are only enough to make this much." Zhuge Mingyue took out a few bottles of medicine from her backpack and handed them to Xue Zihao.

  "Wow, so many! Thank you, thank you." Xue Zihao excitedly took over. There are actually eight bottles! And looking at the color of this medicine, I know that the efficacy of these medicines is at least ten minutes, and there is one bottle with a deeper color, which should be more than ten minutes. Xue Zihao was overjoyed, and after carefully putting away all the medicines, he smiled slyly, "I don't have much pocket money. I'll contribute it all. This time we'll go get some materials, use what we can, and sell what we can't."

  "I also think so." Zhuge Mingyue nodded.

  "Everyone gather, let's go." Wan Xi Chen looked at the school gate and saw several teachers appear, so he hastily reminded everyone.

  "Alright, let's go." Zhuge Mingyue stuffed the last bun into her mouth and headed towards the school gate with Wan Qi Chen and Xue Zihao.

  This time, all the freshmen participated in the trial, with a total of 178 people. They will arrive at Xunlong Mountain Range together and then form groups freely. The college does not recommend that students enter the mountain range alone for training, but rather allows them to form small teams freely. However, some strong students insist on entering alone, and the college will not stop them. Generally speaking, the trial lasts for half a month. After half a month, they gather at the entrance of the mountain range. If they encounter danger, they release a distress signal, and the teacher in charge will rush to rescue them as soon as possible. However, students are reluctant to ask for help because once they do, their trial score will be deducted, and the deduction is not light.

  But who would have thought that what was originally a normal experience would also undergo earth-shattering changes.

  Digression

  Hello everyone who left a message on my phone, I have replied but you can't see the reply if you're using your mobile.

  And, I finally finished writing the article for Rong Hua Wen, but I wrote it on a borrowed computer. As a result, the computer seems to have a virus. The draft was all messed up, and I spent until 12 last night trying to sort it out, but still didn't finish. Continuing to sort it out today. What a tragedy...