Zhou Mingrui looked around blankly, but didn't find anything strange.
The feeling of being peeped just now must have been an illusion. This room is still the same as before, ordinary, without anything of value. Even thieves have no intention of visiting here.
There is nothing about this room that suggests it was an old residence.
Zhou Mingrui didn't want this either. He once wanted to change to a better rental house, but failed.
I don't know why, but he can't save any money at all. Every time he earns a bounty, he spends it all very quickly. Or there is no mission at all.
Zhou Mingrui felt like he was cursed by the god of poverty.
Therefore, no one will come here, and the sense of peeping just now is definitely an illusion.
Realizing this, Zhou Mingrui felt lost in his heart. It would be great if there really was someone. The sense of voyeurism did not disgust him, but made him feel very familiar and cordial, like an old friend for many years.
However, this is just an illusion. He has always lived here alone and has no friends.
It was like a transparent person, wandering in this bustling street. Loneliness and sadness grew in his heart like weeds.
Even in the dream, he was sitting high up in the hall shrouded in strange gray mist, looking down at everything under the hall with cold eyes, like a god.
He didn't know why he always dreamed of this strange, yet very familiar scene.
Maybe it was a precognitive dream?
Zhou Mingrui, a self-proclaimed keyboard fortune teller, made a random analysis based on some dream interpretation posts on the Internet. The gray fog may symbolize something, and the tall and magnificent ancient palace should also imply something.
Is it possible that I will become a big shot in the future? Zhou Mingrui is a little funny.
He never told anyone else about this dream, not even his familiar friends Lu Mingfei and Old Tang on the Internet.
At this time, the computer's dialog box popped up again, reminding Zhou Mingrui, pulling him out of his distracted state and focusing his eyes on the computer again.
Zhou Mingrui was stunned for a while before he realized that it was the message sent to him by Lu Mingfei.
"What's wrong, Mingming?"
Zhou Mingrui asked briefly in the dialog box.
"Have you ever heard of Cassel College?" Lu Mingfei asked.
Kassel?
Forehead……
Zhou Mingrui hesitated for a moment, as if he had heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
This is strange,
His intuition told him that no matter what he had seen or heard, he would never forget it. Even if he forgot it, he could use divination or get it out of the fog of history.
etc,
Zhou Mingrui's eyes were confused for a moment. What strange thing was he thinking about just now?
forget about it,
Zhou Mingrui replied to Lu Mingfei's message again: "I have never heard of this university. This Kassel College sounds like a foreign university. Is it one of those foreign universities that your aunt asked you to apply for before?"
"No, I didn't apply to Kassel College. They sent me the invitation letter for the interview." Lu Mingfei explained weakly.
"Okay, obviously, your excellent potential can no longer be concealed, let those people take the initiative to invite you." Zhou Mingrui joked.
"Stop talking, you still don't know what I am capable of. I didn't even pay the application fee for their school."
"Could it be some kind of pheasant university that specializes in deceiving ignorant children like this?" Zhou Mingrui helped Lu Mingfei analyze, "What is the origin of the university?"
"It is said that it is a private university located in the outer suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA. It is a fraternity school with the University of Chicago and has extensive academic exchanges. It even directly sent me an n96 mobile phone."
Afraid that Zhou Mingrui wouldn't believe it, Lu Mingfei took a few photos and sent them to him.
Zhou Mingrui's whole body was numb. N96 mobile phone! Parallel imports sold for more than 4,000 yuan, and licensed products cost more than 5,000 yuan! For a poor man who only had a few coins left, this was not too lethal.
What kind of tycoon school is so wealthy?
If so, he would also like to have a fight!
Zhou Mingrui controlled his hands not to tremble and typed word by word in the computer dialog box, "This may be a scam, deliberately using the name of a well-known university to lure students in, and then blackmail or do some illegal things."
, such as signing a deed of betrayal or something like that. I just don’t know why it costs so much.
Well, a small percentage may be true."
After reading Zhou Mingrui's conclusion after careful analysis, Lu Mingfei nodded in agreement. Indeed, showing courtesy for nothing is either a traitor or a thief.
However, a small voice in Lu Mingfei's heart kept saying to him, what if it is true?
Lu Mingfei has always been inconspicuous, but even an inconspicuous person still has illusions.
One time, after watching the three-part series of "The Matrix", Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that he should have a very magical ability that has not yet been discovered, like "neo", "the one". One day there will be one
A mysterious figure comes to discover his ability, and he will transform under the glare of everyone's eyes... and do something earth-shattering.
This may be something that every hot-blooded teenager fantasizes about, imagining that he has become a great person.
No one discussed this great idea with him, so he could only continue to conceive the details on his own. By the time Lu Mingfei entered his senior year of high school, this fantasy had been transformed into a scenario.
Every time the school held a Spring Festival Gala, the little beauty Liu Miaomiao, who had a level 10 piano in the class, played the piano on the stage, and the boys in the class all dressed in black dresses danced around the piano, while Lu Mingfei sat in a forgotten corner with his chin on his hands.
, thinking wildly, thinking that maybe a helicopter would descend from the sky to pick him up, a group of men in black and sunglasses walked into the venue with the coldness of CIA agents in the movie, and said in a deep voice, Mr. Lu Mingfei, you are not watching the Spring Festival Gala.
It's time, the organization is calling you.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! They will put Lu Mingfei in a black military uniform and a long windbreaker, and surround him as he leaves the venue in the eyes of his classmates. Outside the venue, a dark
The helicopter roared, and its huge rotors stirred up strong winds, which cut through the face like a knife. At that time, whether it was the little beauty Liu Miaomiao or the dancing boys, they would stop and stare blankly at Lu Mingfei's back.
The focus of this story is not how he will save the world, but the eyes of others looking at his back.
Super cool!
Lu Mingfei actually understood that this imagination was just to kill time. But he really couldn't find anything good about himself to be proud of.
Maybe the "Justice" who played with him in the interstellar before would agree with him, because the name Justice sounds like it was given by someone about the same age as him. Maybe, they also have certain illusions.
He didn't dare to tell other people about this fantasy. It didn't matter to others, and Shao Zai's fantasy was just a joke.
Even though Zhou Mingrui and Old Tang would not laugh at him, they would only complain about some of their previous unrealistic ideas, perhaps some of which were more unreasonable than Lu Mingfei's.
With this letter from Kassel College, his stagnant life was about to change.
This forced him to have a bold, even delusional idea.
What if it's true?
What if he is really admitted to Kassel College?
Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and typed with some trembling:
"What if it's true? I mean, what if what that school said is true? What should I do?"
After a while, the other party replied to the message,
"If it's true, then you can prepare for the interview."
Lu Mingfei's face suddenly fell, isn't it, an interview?
Although he had always heard that foreign universities required interviews, Lu Mingfei never thought that any school would admit him, and he was never prepared.
Lu Mingfei had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask Brother Fool.
Facts have proved that Brother Fool is not only not stupid, but also very smart and reliable.
As a reliable "idiot", Zhou Mingrui gave Lu Mingfei advice seriously.
“In interviews, the most important thing is to show your highlights.
First of all, you need to be confident, believe that you can pass, and convince the interviewer with your confident attitude. If you don't believe in yourself, how can you make the other person look at you differently?
If possible, a decent set of formal attire is a must.”
Zhou Mingrui paused for a moment, looking at the word "formal attire" a little confused. It seemed that the formal attire in his mind was a three-piece suit of top hat, cane and double-breasted dress, not a modern suit.
Immediately, he shook his head and continued typing.
"Secondly, you have to understand what questions will be asked during the interview and prepare your answers so that you can answer flexibly and adapt in a timely manner during the interview."
"Do you need to answer in English?"
"Of course, American universities don't answer questions in English, so why should they still use Chinese? Do you think all the students in that school speak Chinese?" Zhou Mingrui hated the fact that steel cannot be made into steel.
"What should I do? My English is not good!" Lu Mingfei was anxious.
"Then just hold on to your feet urgently for the interview, just in case it works."
"Um... Brother Fool, please help me with my English lessons."
The corners of Zhou Mingrui's mouth twitched and he refused speechlessly:
"I can't do it. My English is not very good. It's standard Chinese English. You know, I barely passed CET-6 when I was in college. You can go to Old Tang. That guy grew up in the United States.
big."
As he wrote this, Zhou Mingrui was suddenly stunned again.
I obviously learned Giant Language in one month, so why is my simple English so bad compared to Giant Language?
Zhou Mingrui suddenly covered his head, and many complex memories and information poured out of his mind in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Mingrui breathed rapidly, trying to grab anything. But in the end, there was nothing.
This situation has become more and more frequent recently...
long time,
Zhou Mingrui raised his head, and his originally dark brown pupils had turned pitch black and lacked any energy.
However, these lightless pupils were full of sluggishness and confusion.
He left the computer in a daze, not paying attention to any subsequent news from Lu Mingfei, and just looked up at the sky.
There were only a few stars in the sky surrounding a crescent moon, casting a soft silver glow. Everything was so quiet and peaceful.