At this time, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door, and Lu Mingfei stood up hesitantly and opened the door. He was a little worried that someone from the Justice Association was coming to ask him to join again.
Fortunately, Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming. It was Professor Guderian.
Professor Guderian's face was beaming with joy. The first thing he did when he walked in was to pat Lu Mingfei on the shoulder vigorously, "Hi! My child, I am proud of you! Your name has spread throughout the entire campus in one day."
Thank you, I don’t want to be like this. Lu Mingfei just wants to be a quiet and beautiful man.
"What's wrong with you coming so late?" Fingel asked.
Professor Guderian handed an envelope to Lu Mingfei, "I'm here to give you a student ID card. With this card, you can enjoy 'S'-level privileges throughout the school. Also, tomorrow
It’s the day of the 3e exam, are you ready?”
"3e exam?" Lu Mingfei was a little confused, "What 3e exam?" He had never heard about this 3e exam before.
"The small exam may be a bit of a headache for others, but it's a piece of cake for you, an 'S'-level person."
"What is the test? Is it a standardized test? Are there only multiple choice questions and true and false questions?"
"It's just dragon script, the language of dragons." Professor Guderian said lightly.
Lu Mingfei almost couldn't breathe. What's dragon writing? What did he just hear? Does dragon write? How could there be such a thing in the world?
"Is it written by dragons?" Lu Mingfei pretended to be calm.
"You can say that," Professor Guderian nodded in agreement, feeling that Lu Mingfei was worthy of being an S-level person, and he could still remain calm in the face of unknown things.
"You have dragon blood. It can be said that dragon literature is one of your mother tongues. There is no need to learn it. Dragon literature is a memory passed down through the blood. You are an 'S' level. The purity of dragon blood is amazing. When you see dragon literature, you will naturally
You can understand it.”
Professor Guderian put his hands on Lu Mingfei's shoulders and looked directly into his eyes, "Mingfei, concentrate and listen to every sound I say!"
A string of retroflex sounds that had never been heard before burst out from Professor Guderian's mouth. This was an unimaginable way of pronunciation, and the turbid and hoarse voice carried a royal majesty, like the ringing of church bells.
Lu Mingfei was stunned, staring at the ceiling blankly, with a sad look on his face.
Professor Guderian looked at Lu Mingfei's expression of indescribable sadness and couldn't bear to disturb him. At this time, Lu Mingfei really looked like a fallen king, possessing unparalleled sadness.
"Praise my king for his awakening. Destruction is rebirth." Professor Guderian explained in a low voice, "Mingfei, did you feel the voice of the Ancient Dragon King? I knew it when I saw your expression, you understand!"
He turned to Fingel, "Look, this is the strength of 'S' level. When you were still 'A' level, you were not so sensitive to dragon literature."
Fingel stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Lu Mingfei's dull eyes, "Hey, it looks like he was hit by the spirit. Did he have a 'spiritual vision' effect? Are there any dragon characters emerging in his mind?"
Lu Mingfei just recovered from the inexplicable sadness just now and heard Fingel's question. He didn't pay attention to what Fingel asked, and just subconsciously said "hmm".
As a result, I saw Professor Guderian and Fingel both looking at him with a look of worship and a big boss.
"...?" Lu Mingfei slowly typed a question mark, not knowing what exactly happened.
Professor Guderian patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder reassuringly: "Then I'll be relieved. With an excellent student like you, my professor's evaluation will be stable."
"Professor's evaluation? What does it have to do with me?" Lu Mingfei was puzzled. He still didn't understand what just happened.
"Well, I haven't been elected as a tenured professor here yet," the old guy said a little surprised, "I have been in school for more than ten years, and now I am still an assistant professor. The principal took care of me and assigned you to me, saying that you are unprecedented."
'A student with unparalleled potential. Training you to become an outstanding student is as simple as the New York Yankees winning the Major League Championship next year. Then I can make you a tenured professor."
Lu Mingfei noticed something was wrong: "Didn't you say that you were originally a professor at Harvard University?"
"Yes, but if you want to transfer from a tenured professor at Harvard University to a tenured professor at Cassel College, you must have successfully trained a student."
Lu Mingfei was confused: "You mean... I am an 'S'-level student, and my tutor is an assistant professor with no teaching experience?"
"You can't say that. When I transferred to Kassel College, I took care of a student. His name was Fingel..." The old guy patted the man standing aside with "None of my business" written on his face.
Lu Mingfei understood why he was assigned to Fingel's dormitory. He was speechless for a moment. Is it really okay to have such a mentor and senior brother?
"Alas..." Lu Mingfei deeply felt that his college life was in darkness.
…
"The abbreviation of the exam is eee, and the spelling is extraction evaluation exam, which means bloodline evaluation exam. It is mainly used to identify the dragon bloodline of students. The dragon bloodline will resonate with the 'dragon text', and when it resonates, it will produce the effect of 'spiritual vision'
, that is to say, you will naturally see the dragon characters in your mind."
Fingel explained to Lu Mingfei, "This ability is very important to the dragon blood descendants. The dragon tribe vampires have a supernatural ability called the 'speaking spirit'. Within his 'domain', he speaks words in dragon language to the world."
It becomes a rule. Therefore, 'language' is a tool for dragons to display their abilities. Students who are not sensitive to dragon literature usually lack abilities and will be demoted after 3e. Those who are too poor will be ordered to drop out of school."
"Oh..." Lu Mingfei nodded calmly.
Seeing Lu Mingfei's reaction, Fingel became less calm: "Is this S-level self-confidence? Don't worry about not being able to pass at all?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No," Lu Mingfei said expressionlessly, "just because I know that I will definitely not be able to pass."
Fingel patted Lu Mingfei's thigh and said with some sadness and anger: "Don't be too humble. Being too humble means you are proud!"
Lu Mingfei was silent. Has he done anything before that caused Fingel to misunderstand him? Why do both of them regard themselves as geniuses?
Lu Mingfei didn't know.
Because he has always imitated Brother Fool and kept a calm attitude when facing the chaos at Kassel College. This, on the contrary, is a sign of inner confidence in the eyes of others.
Lu Mingfei remembered very clearly that Brother Fool was really unpredictable when he was supporting his confession. In fact, Brother Fool told Lu Mingfei afterwards that he was actually very nervous.
However, the more this happens, the less you should panic.
Lu Mingfei followed suit.
I didn't expect the effect to be so good.
Lu Mingfei pinched his brows in distress and looked at Fingel sincerely: "Brother, I really can't understand Long Wen!"
"Stop kidding," Fingel said seriously, "If you really can't understand Long Wen, you will be brainwashed and sent back to where you came from. You signed a confidentiality agreement when you enrolled."
Lu Mingfei shook his head calmly: "No, I didn't sign it and I can't understand the Latin."
Fingel opened his mouth wide, looked Lu Mingfei up and down, and gave Lu Mingfei a thumbs up: "Awesome!"
"By the way," Lu Mingfei looked at the indifferent Fingel and asked, "Why have you stayed at Kassel College for eight years and yet haven't been dropped out? Or graduated."
“If you don’t poke someone’s scar, will you die?”
"No." Lu Mingfei said.
"Because... I'm lonely." Fingel shrugged.
Lu Mingfei instinctively wanted to complain, but someone like Fingel was almost ready to host a talk show.
However, Lu Mingfei suddenly thought of Brother Fool again. He obviously didn't notice it on the Internet, but since meeting offline, Lu Mingfei felt that Brother Fool, who was very cheerful and liked to complain behind his back, was so lonely.
It seems like he is the only one in the world.
Lu Mingfei remained silent and did not speak.
When Fingel saw Lu Mingfei's heavy expression, he thought it was his words that resonated with Lu Mingfei, so he explained:
"People with dragon bloodline are not considered real humans. The bloodline will give you the power of 'word spirit' and will also make you feel alienated from humans.
"When you gain the power of the 'Speech Spirit', you will always remind yourself that you are not an ordinary person. Only when you are among the same kind will the loneliness be eliminated. Therefore, dragon blood descendants will naturally gather together. This is genetically determined.
This feeling of loneliness is called 'Blood Mourning'."
Fingel said, patting Lu Mingfei: "It doesn't matter, I know you have a very heavy 'Blood Mourning', after all, you are S-class. When we were at the Chicago train station, I saw you were in a daze, you
Must it be because you are too lonely?"
"Are you lonely?" Lu Mingfei was thinking about another thing. He was thinking about Brother Fool.
Could it be possible that... Brother Fool also possesses Blood Mourning?
Brother Fool is not a human being either?
Or is Brother Fool a hybrid of the Dragon Clan?
"Do you feel lonely if someone is with you?" Lu Mingfei couldn't understand why Brother Fool still felt so heavy in loneliness even though he and Old Tang were accompanying him.
Fingel also looked at Lu Mingfei. Something flashed through his silver-gray pupils. That indescribable resonance of loneliness, the legendary "Blood Sorrow"? Lu Mingfei couldn't explain clearly.
But Lu Mingfei felt that Fingel seemed to have misunderstood something.