Someone once said that how many tears did a man need to be considered a real man? Then, in the eyes of the warriors, the scar was a symbol of honor. The honor engraved on the scar could not be replaced by any meritorious service. It was the most direct and the most real meritorious service.
It was the same reason that the ancient Huns liked to make necklaces with the teeth they had hunted. No matter how civilization evolved, there were always some ancient things that could not be replaced.
Yang Mi cried. She did not know what happened to Lu Fei, but she knew that Lu Fei's past was a mystery. Even his book "Bitter" did not mention it. Bullet holes, knife scars, and all kinds of strange scars intertwined together to form a mysterious totem.
Lu Fei did not know that the scars on his back were seen by everyone. He was still doing push-ups seriously, from one-arm push-ups to one-fist push-ups, and then to one-arm push-ups. The difficulty factor was one level higher. Basically, it could be said that he was torturing Yang Yuan to death.
That kind of pain and grief could only be released by tears. Even Zhang Lanxin, a girl with a more masculine personality, could not help but cry. Lu Fei did not feel the oppressive atmosphere in the hall at all. He was just doing push-ups seriously and switching between various difficult movements.
From four-finger meditation to two-finger meditation, and then to one-finger meditation, every difficult posture made Yang Yuan speechless. He originally thought that his technique was brilliant enough, but in front of Lu Fei, he was still just a small child in front of a big child.
Chinese, the first superstar to enter Hollywood, Li Xiao Li could also do all kinds of abnormal push-ups as easily as Lu Fei. One-arm, one-finger meditation should be the most difficult posture in push-ups. It was extremely demanding on the human body.
"Sorry for the ridicule." Lu Fei suddenly jumped up, clasped his fist, and bowed slightly to the crowd.
"Impressive. Lu Fei, you're flattering me with your words. Your performance just now was at least a hundred times better than mine, perhaps even more."
Yang Yuan stared blankly for a moment before giving a thumbs up. Although he was also shocked by the scars on Lu Fei's back, everyone had their own secrets. Since Lu Fei didn't take the initiative to mention it to others, he certainly wouldn't take the initiative to ask. After all, this was Lu Fei's private matter. Even if he was interested, he had no right to know.
This was also the most basic virtue of being a person. If a person couldn't even show the most basic respect, then how could you expect others to respect you?
Although Yang Yuan was a military man, he still knew the basics. He noticed that the atmosphere in the lounge was too depressing, so he took the initiative to divert everyone's attention to the "push-ups".
"Not at all. It's nothing more than an empty shell. " Lu Fei was very modest. He smiled neither haughtily nor humbly. "On the other hand, class monitor, your push-ups are very good."
The staff member was startled. He handed Lu Fei's jacket to Lu Fei. The person who handed him the jacket just now was a young lady of about 20 years old. The moment she handed the jacket to Lu Fei, the tears in the corners of the young lady's eyes and her cheeks surprised Lu Fei. At this time, he seemed to realize something. His expression changed slightly, and he cursed inwardly, "I was careless!"
Yes, Lu Fei was indeed careless. He had never taken off his jacket in front of outsiders. Although he didn't directly see the scars on his back, he knew very well that if an outsider saw this degree of scar, it would definitely shock them.
If it was just a scar, he could still fool them, but the scar left by the bullet was too strange. It was very difficult to explain. After all, "guns" were very common in China, and there were so many bullet holes on Lu Fei's body. If this matter was exposed, then there was no doubt that all kinds of bold guesses would emerge on the Internet.
The most hurtful thing was not the sharp blade, but the illogical guesses and blind reasoning. Lu Fei had always done things with a clear conscience. A straight foot was not afraid of a crooked shadow. Lu Fei didn't think too much about it. He believed that Wei Dong should understand the complexity of this matter, so in the face of everyone's "frightened" or "sympathetic" eyes, Lu Fei directly chose to ignore them.
The little girl covered her mouth and didn't say anything, but her watery eyes said everything. Yes, there was a look of horror and fear.
The hideous scars were like monsters hovering on Lu Fei's body, winding and varying in height. In fact, Lu Fei also thought of tattooing on his back to cover up everything, but he eventually chose to give up. There were some things that he didn't want to remember, but no matter what, they were still a part of his life. No matter how much he resisted, those things would always exist. What happened couldn't be erased and couldn't be changed. In that case, why should he hide it?
Lu Fei wasn't a guy who was good at pretending. Perhaps he had experimented with many such characters, but the real him was still an upright and plainspoken person. He didn't like to play tricks, nor did he like to do things that were useless. Lu Fei was a simple person. He didn't like to fight and scheme, nor did he like to be suspicious and apprehensive.
The scars were his honor and also his. Although that incident had put him in a near-death situation, and he still felt a chill when he recalled it, he had never regretted it.
"Thank you." Looking at the frightened little girl, Lu Fei revealed a faint smile. This smile made the little girl feel as if she was bathed in a spring breeze, and the fear in her heart was reduced by more than half.
Ruan Zhixiang swallowed his saliva. To be able to endure so many injuries and not die, this was enough to prove that Lu Fei was definitely a ruthless character. He did not look as harmless as he did now. No one would associate this gentleman with a refined and elegant manner of speech with a villain who was bathed in blood and fighting a bloody battle.
"Alright, let's end the performance here. Everyone, take a break. Later, Captain Liu will give the winner an award. Also, each of you will have a chance to contact your family. You can call your family." Ruan Zhixiang pretended to be calm and said.
In fact, his hands were trembling …
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