The whistle version of Twisted nerve floated on the street, Lu Mingfei walked under the shade of the tree with his hands in his arms, and the whistle came from a distance. The sunlight cut by the branches crawled endlessly over his white T-shirt on his head, and the colorful balloons floated unscrupulously in the hands of the children. The sunlight folded out the dome of the balloon and forced people's eyes to turn to other places.

It was 9:30 noon, and there were two or three hours before the highest temperature of the day as the weather forecast said. The temperature in the morning was so hot that people had no appetite. But Lu Mingfei was different. He could eat under any circumstances. Perhaps this was his few advantages. Even the instructors in the diving training camp praised Lu Mingfei for his only praise: he could maintain a good attitude of eating and drinking in extreme situations.

I remember what my aunt wanted was a handful of scallions and sausages. It seemed that the dinner was good today, but it was probably because of Lu Mingze's blessing. My aunt's heart was always a generous family dinner before she was admitted to the University of Austin to study in the United States, so as not to be fooled by the world of flowers in the capitalist society and forget the warmth of home. If it weren't for the power outage today, the dinner would have to be served with a dozen dishes and a whole banquet, right?

Did you ever have a so-called family dinner when I went to Cassel College?

Oh, by the way, there are some. They had lunch in the restaurant of the Regent Hotel. Lin Nian could not say that Lin Nian was treating guests. Standardizedly, it was a college treat. Lin Nian, the examiner who was admitted to Lu Mingfei, paid the bill for the consumption in the Regent Hotel. Unfortunately, he was still moved at that time and Lin Nian ordered a three-layer cake for himself to celebrate the school banquet.

Speaking of cake, why do you always feel like you have forgotten something?

Walking to the zebra crossing, Lu Mingfei stood under the sun and stared blankly at the shimmering waves on the curtain wall of the high-rise building. The traffic light was reading in the distance. The red light jumped to the green light. The pedestrians hurriedly took a step. The figure on the car stopped behind the white line was blocked by the shadow of the sun visor. Only half of the body illuminated by the sunlight was reflected on the windshield, Lu Mingfei, who was still dazed by the roadside, was reflected on the windshield.

When someone honked the horn, Lu Mingfei's thoughts were barely involved. He glanced at the green light that was not too long, and quickly lowered his head and ran up the zebra crossing. At this moment, Jay Chou's "Sea of ​​Flowers" suddenly rang in his pocket. He took out his cell phone and looked at the screen and found that it was his aunt's call. Even if he was crossing the road, he hurriedly picked it up.

"Mingfei, have you arrived at the vegetable market? If you haven't arrived, buy me two radishes and come back to make soup! Also, you ran too fast and forgot to tell you that the toilet seat at home was cracked by your uncle. Go to the furniture city to buy a new one and remember not to be greedy for cheap ones, buy a higher-end 'beech'. Last time I read the circle of friends that I bought the toilet seat once and it was easy to have a rash on my butt!"

"Ahhhh? Ohhhhh." Lu Mingfei agreed in a stack of voices.

"Also, I have something to do when I go out in the afternoon, so you can solve the lunch yourself! If you don't bring the keys, you know where the spare one is. If you use it, remember to put it back in place! Oh, and also, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, you can cut the radish you bought by the way. Remember to put it in the kitchen to ventilate, otherwise it will be sour at night!"

"Okay, okay." Lu Mingfei felt that he had opened the memos and entered them one by one. When he brought lunch to Finger, the names of the dishes he reported were not so difficult to remember.

"By the way, also, I bought a toilet seat and put it on the go. I pay so much property fees every month for those looking for the property. They have to work if they get the money. You should pay attention to their work at home. Don't sit in the house and play games all day, otherwise you probably won't know if your home is emptied!"

My aunt was still nagging. Lu Mingfei had already crossed the road and was scolded to lower his head throughout the whole process. At Kassel College, he was not so humble when the department chair and professor even nagged about his grades in the exam. From a certain perspective, middle-aged women are powerful people who can compare to dragon trainers.

The phone was hung up, and the world of cicadas was much purer. Lu Mingfei grabbed his cell phone with his right hand and took a long breath. He was not brewing the anger of being shouted like a donkey, but trying to pull a task list for his aunt's arrangement in his head.

He had to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, then go to the furniture city to buy toilet seats, then find a place to reward his Wudian Temple, and then rush home to cut radishes to prepare soup for evening, and then call the property owner to wait for the toilet repairer. By the way, when he went back, he had to bring a bottle of mineral water to the repairman who repaired the switch. If the meter was repaired in advance, he had to remember to make the college's "daily".

What a busy day in the ‘S’ level, Lu Mingfei shook his head and felt a little overwhelmed. If it were Lin Nian, what should the other party do now? What about Chu Zihang? These two people live in the same city as him. At such a hot noon, are they also running around in the sun like themselves for Guangdong sausages and white radish?

Less to pull it off.

Lu Mingfei was about to put his phone in his pocket, but suddenly a rapid alarm sounded. The child passing by the street holding ice cream and hydrogen balloons was so scared that he sat on the ground with his butt. The ice cream was stuck on his face, and then he cried loudly, and the hydrogen balloon floated upwards as soon as it loosened.

Lu Mingfei poked the screen like he was about to eat his cell phone in the angry sight of his children's parents, interrupting the alarm. He complained and then lowered his head and ran forward. After entering a cool alley at a corner, he looked at the screen of the mobile phone with a rising brightness in the shadows as if he had seen a ghost.

The alarm is not that the mobile phone will explode automatically when it overheated. After all, Lu Mingfei never uses equipment department products. Even if those guys even promote "Equipment Department's daily technology products" in the college in order to increase research funds, few students will be deceived and buy electronic devices that most of them have self-destructive functions. After all, not everyone can reproduce the case of making snacks from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences to earn extra money.

Lu Mingfei turned off the short alarm on his phone, and showed him an unread text message on the lock screen. Yes, the alarm sound just now was the letter reminder of this text message. It was not that Lu Mingfei liked to make the prompt sound of the phone letter like a bombing warning, but that the letter with only one number on his phone would be so terrifying.

"Mingfei.lu, you have unread text messages 1—Norma"

The text message from the Academy across the Ocean, after half a summer vacation, Lu Mingfei thought he would return to his once abandoned days, and the organization finally remembered him.

Lu Mingfei opened the lock screen and clicked into the text message, and read it quickly with a very complicated expression and mood. Sure enough, the content of the text message was as terrifying as his letter alarm.

"Mystery.re:

The Executive Department has assigned you a temporary task. You need to rush to the South Railway Station before 1:00 this afternoon, hand over an important document with Executive Department Specialist B007, and take it back to the college headquarters. Your return ticket is booked in the early morning of July 18, 2010.

This task is a temporary emergency task. You are assigned to assist the specialist. Please contact the task specialist ‘Rihard’ within half an hour of receiving the text message to learn about the task details. The logistics department will locate it according to your real-time address and arrive at your location within 60 minutes for task guidance and preparation. Please be prepared at any time.

Office of the Minister of Executive Department.

PS. According to admission information, you were born on July 17, 1992 and turned 19 today. On this important day, on behalf of the President Hilbert Jean Angers and all professors of the Academic Affairs Committee, I would like to wish you a happy birthday. Thank you for sharing the wonderful time with us and being honored to grow together.

In addition, according to school rules, students who celebrate their birthdays can customize a birthday cake for free in the college restaurant, but you are currently on a summer vacation in China, so the free birthday cake service will be postponed until the start of the summer primary semester on July 20. I have booked a flight ticket to return to the headquarters for you. Please prepare to leave at any time after the task of the department is over.

You are sincere, Norma."

"Birthday? Mission" Lu Mingfei was stunned. During the period when he returned to China, he was like a black slave for his aunt during the day. He was very happy with the rest of his spare time. His days were wasted on the summer sunshine and cicadas that were endless. He could not remember any birthdays.

As for the emergency tasks of the executive department, it is probably the first time he has received the task of the executive department, besides the "Bronze Plan", right? But why is the time node in the summer vacation? Even the opportunity to pick him up by a group of black windbreakers in class was not left to him, which is quite tragic.

Lu Mingfei was a little confused and was confused by the text message with a lot of information. So during a day when Lu was already busy, two major events suddenly fell from the sky. The first was that American schools reminded him that today was his birthday. Although the school’s free cakes could not be eaten, they could be postponed to return to school before eating. The second was that the executive department finally remembered that he had been exposed to the real "S" level in the corner of the corner, which had been sunny for most of the summer vacation. Are you going to start reusing him?

But since it is a heavy use, why was he assigned to the position of "specialist assistance". Remember that the seniors and sisters in the Night Watch Forum complained about the executive department said that the position of "specialist assistance" is usually done by task specialists?

When the specialist looks through the files and is thirsty, you have to go to Starbucks to buy coffee; when the specialist interrogates the prisoner, you hand over the soldering iron and burn tongs; when the specialist tortures the prisoner, you have to pinch the shoulders and beat the legs and wipe the sweat; when the specialist's quilt is cold at night, you have to go to this, at most you can go to help the specialist buy a hot water bag or something. The executive department has not yet been corrupted to this level.

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In short, the position of ‘specialist assistance’ is basically no different from that of a chore. Even if you wear the black windbreaker of the executive department, your face will be as cold as in "The Man in Black" starring Will Smith. This will not change the reality that you are just a chore. Wearing the black windbreaker of the executive department and putting on a Sima face to buy coffee at Starbucks? Maybe the security guard at Starbucks’ door has to consider whether you can put it in if you look at your style.

But who is this "Daihard"? Richard sounds strange and familiar.

Lu Mingfei slid his phone and read it again, and then figured it out. This text message was just to remind him that it was a birthday that he couldn't remember, and to tell him that the organization temporarily remembered you, the foot cloth, so hurry up and use your remaining warmth to go and work as a handyman to run errands for others!

Lu Mingfei doesn't care about birthdays or something. At most, he is a little excited to hear that the free cake can be extended to enjoy. He doesn't feel anything else. Even he himself can't remember his birthday. How many other people can really care about his birthday in this world? Parents who are archaeological in the depths of the jungle? They can't discuss what to choose in this tomb while exploring the dragon's tomb as birthday gifts?

Very nonsense.

The sunlight outside the alley shone at Lu Mingfei's feet, and the canal reflected the alley along the blue sky extending in the distance. He leaned against the dark path that could not be squeezed into, lowered his head and read the text message silently three times, remembered every time node and the name of the specialist, and then deleted the text message.

Today's schedule may have to be re-arranged. I didn't expect that Lu Mingfei is really a busy man. He ran errands for his aunt and did chores for the executive department. Although he felt that he was doing the same thing but the previous family was different, he was optimistic and thought that at least he did not stay in his home with a power outage on his birthday and was lying on his day like a dead pig for a day waiting for the stinking!

Some people need him, Lu Mingfei, and some people are waiting for him, Lu Mingfei to give feedback. Isn’t this the biggest achievement on his birthday?

"bite."

After deleting the text message, Lu Mingfei entered another text message on his phone. This time the reminder sound was normal without a whining alarm.

"Happy birthday. Chu Zihang." It was as clean and neat as the Japanese knife that the letter came with.

""Lu Mingfei was stunned.

Chu Zihang, president of the Lion Heart Association, sent Lu Mingfei a birthday text message on the morning of the ordinary summer, just like the emperor congratulated his birthday personally. He felt flattered, but it was not surprising. After all, Lu Mingfei is also a member of the Lion Heart Association. The president who loves name Ruzi remembers the birthday of each member. After all, there is something called the emperor's mind in this world. He sees that President Chu is usually quite emperor, and he is so domineering that he almost put the lion tattoo of the Lion Heart Association on his clothes.

"bite"

Another text message followed.

"Happy birthday. Don't be late for the tasks of the executive department. You can have dinner together if you have time in the evening."

When Lu Mingfei saw the contact person, Lin Nian immediately raised his eyebrows, and his heart swayed with the waves in the canal, it turned out that someone really remembered his birthday? Sure enough, bad friends are bad friends. You can forget your wife’s wedding anniversary, and your wife can forget your birthday, but bad friends will definitely remember every reason you can have brunch and dinner with you. The friendship between bad friends is as strong as a King Kong!

But why did he know that he had received a task from the executive department? Did he know the specialist named "Ri Hard"? Or is the news about the genuine 'S' that is much more informative than his miscellaneous brand? Lu Mingfei couldn't understand it very well, and he noticed that Lin Nian's text message and Chu Zihang's would be sent at the same time, with the error of no more than three seconds at most. Is this a coincidence or something shameful and quiet relationship?

He thought with malice and teasing.

"bite"

Two more text messages came in one after another.

"Happy birthday. Lu Mingfei, I'll cook when I have time to have dinner together." The person who wrote to Lu Mingfei was Lin Xian. Of course, Lin Nian remembers Lu Mingfei's birthday, and Lin Xian must also remember it. It was Lin Xian's cooking tonight? Lu Mingfei began to seriously consider whether to drop the family dinner at night. What reason should he use? To be honest, it would be understood that he wanted to get together with his friends on his birthday?

He went to read the next text message again.

"Happy birthday. The place for dinner should be at my house, you know the address." Su Xiaoxiang, Lin Nian and Lin Xian both remembered that the little girl would definitely be mixed up, as neatly as a family.

But if you three are together, can’t you just send a text message? It’s a waste of text message fees! Lu Mingfei laughed silently. He was relieved because of the stuffy weather and the depressed handyman.

"bite."

The phone rang again.

Lu Mingfei quickly looked down and thought it was another birthday message.

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"Lu Mingfei, is this your mobile phone number? I am Chen Wenwen. I heard that you are back. The Literature Club has a dinner at the Sophirad Pizza House at 11:30 noon today. If you have time to receive the text message, come together."

Lu Mingfei accidentally kicked the stone at his feet. The stone rolled over and fell into the canal, smashing the blue sky on the line, just like a meteorite falling into the Pacific Ocean, and the water waves rippled along the blue sky deep in the canal.

His face, which was exposed on the screen of the mobile phone, was a little stunned.

The world seemed to suddenly fall into high notes, the sound of cars flowing outside the alley, the sound of children jubilant after getting new ice cream, the sound of red hydrogen balloons falling from the sky rising with the wind, and the Twisted nerve whistle that was placed there was all squeezed into a string, and was sprinkled side by side by side in this hot summer.

This sudden text message made Lu Mingfei feel confused. He held his cell phone and looked out the entrance of the alley, full of sunshine.

A year later, the letters and interactions were like a hydrogen balloon that had thought it would float to the distance and never seen in the sky, but when it was raised, it suddenly lingered on the tall branches. It turned out that it had not flew far away and was hanging there with dazzling sunshine.
Chapter completed!