Lu An looked at Bian Qingliu. Although he still had a lot to do, he also wanted to make more friends, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

The two left the Tower of Trial and walked on campus. There were many pedestrians on campus. Walking among the crowd, Bian Qingliu's gentle temperament and good looks could attract many people's attention, but Lu An never attracted attention.

Others pay attention.

This time, Lu An looked at Bian Qingliu carefully. He was dressed simply but without losing his temperament. Whether it was clothes, conversation, or behavior, he was considered noble. Lu An had also met many noble families, but most of them were

The temperament of vulgarity, especially those disciples from rich families, are even more dandy. But this Bian Qingliu has none of it. He is gentle, elegant, humble and polite, and is a true gentleman.

"Student Lu's performance in the Body Tempering Tower that day really made me admire you." Bian Qingliu said with appreciation as he walked, "Coupled with today's performance in the Trial Tower, it makes me feel even more ashamed. The same four

At the level of a heavenly being, my strength is far inferior to yours."

"Brother Bian, thank you." Lu An smiled after hearing this, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "I wonder why Brother Bian called me out?"

"It's nothing, I just want to make you a friend." Bian Qing smiled and said, "In this year, it is an honor for me to meet someone like Mr. Lu, and I really don't want to miss it." ??

Lu An was startled and looked at Bian Qingliu with surprise, not because of anything else, but because this was the first rich man willing to make friends with him.

In the eyes of others, he was a child from a poor family. He had been humiliated several times at the beginning of school. He even knew that his classmates regarded him as a joke. But under such circumstances, Bian Qingliu was willing to

How can we not be surprised when we make friends with him?

Bian Qingliu couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw Lu An's eyes becoming more and more profound, and asked, "Classmate Lu, aren't you willing?"

Lu An frowned when he heard this, took a breath, and asked softly, "Aren't you afraid of being squeezed out by those rich classmates?"

"Excluded?" Bian Qingliu was startled, then smiled along with Feng Ya, shook his head and said, "I'm just afraid of being excluded by a gentleman."

"I'm not a gentleman." Lu An frowned and said, "Moreover, I offended Zhou Chengkun, and I'm not afraid to tell you that I also offended a ninth-level celestial being in the academy named Wang Zhenggang."

"Wang Zhenggang? I've heard of this person before." Bian Qingliu was thoughtful, then shook his head without hesitation and said with a smile, "I want to make you a friend, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."

> Lu An's eyes narrowed slightly, he stopped and turned to look at Bian Qingliu for a while. Bian Qingliu also stopped, his expression remained unchanged and he remained calm.

"Okay." After a few breaths, Lu An no longer hesitated, clasped his fists and said, "It's an honor for me to have Brother Bian as my friend."

"Brother Lu is too modest." Bian Qingliu bowed his hands and said with a smile, "It's my honor."

Lu An smiled, put down his hand and continued walking. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Brother Bian is from Spark City?"

"Yes." Bian Qingliu said. He was smiling and seemed very happy, as if making friends with Lu An was a very good thing.

"Then I have offended so many people, isn't Brother Bian afraid that his family will be implicated?" Lu An frowned slightly, he really didn't want to implicate other people because of himself.

"Implicated?" Bian Qingliu smiled, puffed up his chest, and said with a sense of arrogance in his bones, "My family doesn't do business, what can they do?"

Lu An was startled and looked at Bian Qingliu with some surprise. He didn't understand. If he didn't do business, what else could he do?

Seeing Lu An's questioning eyes, Bian Qingliu smiled and said, "To be honest with Brother Lu, my family is a literary family and only has a few private schools. Because my father is a well-known scholar in Ziye Kingdom, so many students come here because of his reputation.

Quite a few. In addition, many people want to buy my family's calligraphy and paintings, and my family is considered wealthy. As for those people you are worried about, even if their father sees my father, I am afraid he will have to bow politely.

.”

Hearing this, Lu An suddenly realized, but felt a little embarrassed and said, "It turns out that Brother Bian comes from a family of scholars. It's a pity that I can't even write, otherwise I can still communicate with Brother Bian."

"Brother Lu is wrong." Bian Qingliu smiled, shook his head and said, "Compared to communicating with other literati, I would rather communicate with Brother Lu."

Lu An was startled. This time he really didn't understand. He asked, "Why?"

"I believe that being a literati does not mean how many books you have read or how many poems you can recite." Bian Qingliu's expression suddenly became serious, looking very solemn and solemn, and said, "It is about being able to learn from the works of those ancients.

Learn the essence from words and become a person who is worthy of heaven and earth and worthy of your heart."

"

Some people, after studying all their lives, commit adultery, robbery, and robbery, while some people, even if they have never learned a word in their lives, are extremely respected people. The friendship between gentlemen lies in the heart, so I want to be my friend, Brother Lu.

It’s settled.”

After Bian Qing finished the rumor, Lu An kept looking at him, but found that his tone and expression did not contain any falsehood, compliment, or showoff. Instead, they were as light as water, but every word he said was true.

Lu An took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Bian, thank you very much. I will also accept your friend."

"That's very good." Bian Qing showed a hearty smile and said, "Originally I was a little worried about the grudges the day after tomorrow, but now it seems that my worries are unnecessary."

Lu An smiled and said, "Please help me keep it a secret, brother Bian, so that Zhou Chengkun won't be prepared when he finds out."

"This is natural." Bian Qingliu nodded, and with a look of hesitation on his face, he said, "There is one more thing, I don't know whether to talk about it or not..."

Lu An was startled when he saw this and said, "Brother Bian, please tell me."

Bian Qingliu still had some hesitation on his face. After struggling, he took a deep breath and said, "Actually, I have something to ask Brother Lu for help." ??

"What's the matter?" Lu An asked confused.

"Fu Yu is in the same dormitory as Brother Lu." Bian Qingliu looked a little embarrassed and said sheepishly, "To be honest, I admire her a little. If possible, I would like to ask Brother Lu to tell me about Classmate Fu's preferences. I

You can also go along with her and get closer to her."

As soon as these words came out, Lu An was a little confused.

Seriously, is this why you made friends with me just now?

Suddenly, Lu An's face was covered with black lines. Although he didn't show it, his heart had changed a lot. Just now he wanted to really make friends with this person, but now that he thinks about it, he is too young to be like this.

It is easy to be deceived by others.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Lu An did not show any abnormality. In his heart, Fu Yu was in a very unique position and asked softly.

Bian Qingliu's face became even more embarrassed when he heard this. He shook his head and said, "To be honest, I took the initiative to talk to Classmate Fu several times, but she ignored me."

Lu An sneered in his heart when he heard this, but said calmly, "Okay, I will pay more attention."

Bian Qingliu was delighted when he heard this and said quickly, "Then I will be here

Thank you very much, Brother Lu!”

"You're welcome." Lu An smiled lightly and said, "The dormitory is in front of you. If there is nothing else, I will go back and take a lunch break."

"Ah! Brother Lu, please!" Bian Qingliu said with a bow, even though he was still happy and did not notice the last change in Lu An.

Lu An glanced at Bian Qingliu, said nothing, and strode away.

Soon, Lu An returned to his dormitory. He frowned all the time. He didn't know why, but the feeling of being set up by someone made him feel very uncomfortable. He was not angry with Bian Qingliu, but with himself. Why did he go through so much?

Is it true that you are still so easily fooled?

Taking a deep breath, Lu An tried to calm down his anger. The time at noon was precious, and he still had to sleep and let the man of the black mist teach him.

After opening the door and returning to the bedroom, Lu An suddenly fell back and lay on the bed. He picked up the quilt and covered himself, and soon he calmed down.

After twelve years of slave life, there is nothing that Lu An can't let go of, and Bian Qingliu is no exception. After calming down, after these few days of hard work, Lu An has mastered the method to make himself fall asleep quickly.

Sure enough, when he closed his eyes, less than half a stick of incense later, he fell into a deep sleep. And he himself, not surprisingly, appeared in this black space again.

After landing, the people of the black mist gradually gathered from not far away in front of them. When he took shape, his eyes looked at Lu An unexpectedly.

"Are you angry just now?" the man of black mist asked in a vicissitudes of voice, "because of what?"

Lu An was startled, but considering that the man of the black mist was in his sea of ​​consciousness, it was not surprising that he could feel his emotions. He didn't want to say anything, but he thought of something and asked, "You are so strong.

He should have lived a long time, right?"

The man in the black mist was startled when he heard this, and said lightly, "Not bad."

"Then you must have met a lot of people." Lu An frowned and said, "I guess your ability to see people is not bad, right?"

"Looking at people?" The man in the black mist seemed to have heard something funny and actually laughed out loud and said, "Not bad."

"Okay." Lu An said with a solemn expression, "I ask you to look after someone for me."

"Who?" the man in the black mist asked.

"Bian Qingliu!"
Chapter completed!