Su Xiaoqiang was looking for Lin Nian. After the dance, she suddenly couldn't find him. The crowd was bustling and the boy was nowhere to be seen. He disappeared like a bubble at the peak of his beauty.
The best way to find Lin Nian is not to call, because nine out of ten calls will not be answered, either no one answers or the phone is turned off. According to Su Xiaoqiang's experience in high school, the best way to find Lin Nian is to call someone through a phone call.
Transfer station, the name of this transfer station is Lu Mingfei.
"Lu Mingfei, have you seen Lin Nian?" Lin Nian is hard to find, but Lu Mingfei is easy to find. Just go to a place where there is food. Su Xiaoqiang easily found his way next to the folded dining table in the corner.
Someone, now he and Fingel are planning how to divide the last Australian lobster.
“Lin Nian? I haven’t seen him. Isn’t he always with you?” Lu Mingfei asked subconsciously.
"No, he just said that he left for a while for something and hasn't come back yet. I thought he came to see you."
These remarks caused Fingel to raise his head, glance at Su Xiaoqiang and then at Lu Mingfei. He raised his eyebrows and sighed in his heart, "Oh my God, young people nowadays are having so much fun." Then he complained again, "It looks like
It’s not just the little Russian princess who avoids people when she dances, you and Lu Mingfei are in the same boat.”
"What does it mean to have sympathy for each other?" Lu Mingfei glared at Fingel in return. Although it was true that he was left behind by Zero after one dance, the ice sculpture-like girl brushed off her clothes after rescuing him, and said
If it sounds nice, it's called **, if it sounds ugly, it's called someone who is on the right track and ends up giving up.
Su Xiaoqiang wanted to say something else, but suddenly, she felt the surroundings quiet down, and even what she wanted to say stopped. She looked around and didn't know what was going on. She always felt like the boiling classroom at school was suddenly silent.
, it is said that this is the instinct evolved by human beings. When the surrounding sounds become quieter, the human subconscious will notice it and quiet itself down to avoid being discovered by predators.
She found that everyone was looking up, so she also looked up and saw the blond man who had been standing on the second floor of the Anbo Pavilion for some time. Coincidentally, the man's eyes also happened to meet hers.
Whatever emotion I had, it just passed away after a moment.
"What are you doing?" The surrounding area gradually became quiet, and Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
“Don’t you understand this? You are still Chinese.” Fingel also lowered his voice and replied, “The leader wants to speak under the national flag!”
—
Caesar didn't speak at first, nor did he clear his throat or knock his glass. Someone saw him quiet under the light on the second floor, and looked up. Then the conversation fell into silence, and the silence began to spread among the crowd. After a while
The entire bustling Amber Hall fell silent.
Caesar Gattuso looked down at everyone like an emperor reviewing his army. His sea-blue eyes were so deep that no one could see them, but they were so attractive that no one could look away.
Everyone realized what was going to happen next, so they waited with bated breath.
The end of a tango party is like the ending of a gorgeous firework. After the prosperity, it is very easy to be invaded by a biting emptiness. Therefore, someone always needs to get up in the dust after the fireworks and say something concluding, or encouraging and prospective.
Come, like a flower blooming in the ruins, laying the foundation for the entire luxurious dinner and planning a future sea of flowers.
Kassel College has no shortage of leaders, but the one who can stand out and represent the entire sea of flowers is probably the host of tonight’s banquet, Caesar Gattuso. When he stood on the second floor and climbed the escalator, he looked like Hitler.
Holding the microphone for his speech, the first emperor sat on the dragon couch.
At this time, the guild hall was like a palace with carved clouds and red pillars. All the officials looked up at the man who was as bright as the sun under the lamp.
When everyone looked at him in unison, he began to speak, as if he had complied with their request and barely said a few words.
“I asked my advisor, Professor Marius, when I came to Kassel College,” he stood in front of the microphone on the second floor, paused and continued,
“Why are there so many people here?”
The Amber Hall fell into silence, with some silence. If the person holding the microphone was really Hitler, then this opening statement was tantamount to paving the way for the subsequent massacre.
“Professor Marius answered me this way. He said: The people who can appear at Kassel College will only be elites.”
"I did not deny what Professor Marius said at that time, because what he said was not wrong. The people who can appear in this college will only be the elite." After Caesar's affirmative words, the emotions of the people in the Amber Hall emerged.
A slight increase.
But then Caesar suppressed their ups and downs of emotions, "But if everyone is an elite, doesn't it mean that everyone is ordinary?"
Everyone fell into deep thought about this sentence again. They who are in Cassel College all claim to be the elite among the vast number of people in the world, but if there are a group of elites, wouldn’t it redefine the baseline of ordinary? So they each
Individuals are ordinary and ordinary elites in a fortress.
"Ordinary people are innocent, that is a different attitude towards life, so ordinary people are ordinary, but elites are different." Caesar paused, his blue eyes lowered, "There was once a student whose talent was not
Not outstanding, but he worked extra hard, far exceeding the efforts of ordinary people, so he successfully came to a new academy where elites gathered, and then he despaired."
“Has he discovered the gap between himself and the elite?” someone asked aloud.
"No," said Caesar, "when he entered that academy he undoubtedly became a member of the elite himself."
“Then why is he desperate when he comes to where he should be?” The man was silent for a few seconds and asked again.
"Because he discovered that everyone in this college is an elite, but the elites did not accept their talents and surrendered, but worked hard several times as hard as he once did. Then he achieved the status of 'elite'
What does achievement mean in the general environment of this college?" The sea blue in Caesar's eyes was like ice.
Everyone was stopped by this poignant story and tried to imagine that there really was such a person who had evened out all the gaps through hard work and talent, but when he came to a new place, he discovered that there were people who were far more talented than him.
How desperate it is to rush forward with several times his own efforts, and what should he do after that? Continue to close the gap with hundreds of times of efforts, or should he be content to consider himself "ordinary" in that college?
"There is a theorem in this world that anyone can become an elite, but the elite will always be a minority." Caesar looked at everyone on the first floor, "My view has always been that Cassel College is a miracle and has undertaken huge tasks.
Mission, then the simplest voice should be made by the best group of people, the best among the best!"
In the corner of the hall, Lu Mingfei, who was standing by the dining table, was shocked by this powerful speech. He secretly went to grab the cake from Fingel and hesitated for fear that others would see him mobilizing.
Small gestures during speeches.
“Then who should make such a sound?” Caesar asked calmly.
“Student Union?” the younger brother in the Caesar Student Union subconsciously shouted.
“No,” Caesar said, “It’s not the student union, it’s us.”
He looked up at the students in the student union, his eyes as wide as a petrel gazing at the sea, "It's us, the best of us here!"
There was silence for a moment, then loud applause sounded, followed by everyone applauding, their eyes flashed with recognition, and they applauded Caesar's magnanimity.
The Anbo Hall is holding a celebration banquet tonight, and the invitations are not limited to members of the student union. Members of the Lion Heart Club such as Lu Mingfei, Ling, and Su Xiaoqiang have also been formally invited, and even Qilan from the freshman fraternity
Now everyone is applauding.
This was an open-minded dinner, and Caesar, who had always been proud, issued an acknowledgment to everyone, recognition from Caesar Gattuso.
Acknowledging that even if they are not part of the student union, they are still the real elites in Cassel College, this magnanimity is enough for everyone to applaud, both for Caesar who gave the speech and for themselves. But some people did not appear too embarrassed when they applauded.
They were overly excited because they were thinking about the purpose of this speech. As far as they understood, Caesar's speech would not be that simple.
When the applause gradually ended, Caesar continued to speak as expected, "From the day I took over the student union, the former student union president questioned my purpose of coming to Kassel College and asked me why I came here? To kill the Dragon King? To protect
World peace? Or, prove yourself?”
This question was asked to Caesar, and also to everyone, so everyone began to reflect on themselves, and Caesar also left enough time for them. This question is an issue that everyone in Kassel College cannot avoid.
They are mixed races. Mixed races are born without guidance and are unaware of themselves. Therefore, before entering the academy, most of them have another life, an ordinary life, and they will also have their own goals in that period of life.
It may be far-reaching, it may be gentle, but it is there after all.
But when the admission notice was sent to them, they chose to cross the gate, and a new period of life began, and their goals and the meaning of life were bound to change. But can anyone really give up so naturally?
With their previous ideals and goals in life, would they put their ambitions into the so-called great cause of "slaying the dragon"? Most of them have families, and will their families understand what they do and their so-called "mission"?
"To the former president, my answer is: I don't know." Caesar said his answer calmly.
Everyone was stunned and looked at the dazzling man who was like the sun and was never confused. And would a man like this sometimes "don't know"?
But the next moment, Caesar said, "The meaning of life is always determined by where you stand. If you are a beggar, your meaning of life will be to get ahead and have enough food and clothing; if you are an emperor, your meaning of life will be
It will be to conquer the territory and create a prosperous age; if you are an ordinary person, you will pursue wealth and fame; but if you are a true elite, you should think about how to control the rise and fall of finance and be close to the unity of the world."
He reached out and touched the badge of the student union on his chest and said lightly, "My coming to Kassel College may not have any special meaning, but when the student union took over from me, I stood on this high platform, and everything I did must have meaning.
.This academy and this mission (dragon slaying) should be supported by people in high positions. Can you let ordinary people go to the throne of the monarch? No! The only ones who can go to the throne and destroy the throne are us, because we
From the height we stand, the mission we can see with our eyebrows should be borne by us!"
Confusion will lead to shrinking of progress, and the theme of Caesar's speech naturally showed it.
The shocking scenery of the Dragon Slaying in the Three Gorges made the elites excited, but at the same time, they also felt self-doubt and flinch from that shocking feat. If they had been present at that time, could they have allowed the war to reach its current ending?
If not, then what is the significance of their existence in this college?
"I saw this flinch that day, but I will not choose to escape, but to look directly." Caesar said calmly, scanning everyone's eyes.
"No matter which society or country you are in, since you have decided to stand as the elite among the elite in this college, then we must shoulder our responsibilities and regard death as death." He pointed to the sky and looked at everyone.
, "This is the mission of the elite, and this is also the camp of the elite. Everything we do must not be accepted by the secular world, like Giordano Bruno, who insisted on fighting for the truth and was burned to death by the secular world who did not know the truth.
, in the eyes of the public he is a lunatic, and there is no doubt that he is also the true elite of that era!"
"The world cannot accept us, but we have the responsibility to shoulder responsibilities that the world cannot understand. Elites are always lonely!" Caesar raised his arms, like a passionate and invincible speaker. He pointed to the sky again, "Please remember
Remember, what we see is our responsibility, and the excellence we pursue is our strength to bear responsibility!”
Everyone clapped excitedly. There was no longer any confusion in their eyes. It was as if they had been given a renewed sense of mission, and fire was ignited in their eyes. It was as if they all described themselves as lunatics and elites in this speech!
—
"The president of the student union is really a natural speaker as always! He already smells like hysteria!" Fingel stood next to Su Xiaoqiang at the dining table at the edge of the crowd, applauding and commenting, "More charming than giving speeches and commanding.
, the Lion Heart Club’s flatterer can’t keep up. If he had been born decades earlier, Hitler wouldn’t have had anything to do with him.”
“You have to be born in Germany. At that time, it was useless to have several Hitlers in Italy.” Lu Mingfei complained, but he did not refute Fingel’s point of view.
Sometimes the decisive ability of a group leader is not skill and strength, but political acumen and charisma. I never thought that Caesar could get close to perfect scores between the two. Hitler's speeches can make millions of people
Rushing to the battlefield is enough to show the terrifying power of "influence" and "infectious power".
And Caesar Gattuso is such a talent. The education he received from birth is basically to stand in the position of overall leadership. Even today, when the Lionheart Club has admitted countless talents, the competition between the clubs in the college
The fight against the student union has never ended in a one-sided situation. On the contrary, it has increasingly demonstrated its tenacious competitiveness and antagonism.
The Student Union, which can rely on insufficient talents to fight against the Lionheart Club, has proven a lot so far. If these talents come to Caesar's side, can the Lionheart Club withstand this kind of offensive? I'm afraid the outcome will only be one-sided. This is also sideways.
It reflects the terribleness of the leader Caesar Gattuso.
Many people are thinking about the deeper meaning of this speech. Caesar recognized the elites present and drew a "circle" representing the elites. In a sense, whether the people in this "circle" will be successful in the future
Will they unite to form a third force that is different from the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union? A force that belongs exclusively to the true elite!
At that time, who will be the leader of this circle?
“It won’t be Lin Nian anyway.” Lu Mingfei whispered, “He is most afraid of trouble.”
"That's Caesar. If anyone wants to compete with him, he will definitely welcome it." Fingel whispered, "Junior Brother Lin Nian is not here."
"Then what is the purpose of Lin Nian coming to Kassel College?" Su Xiaoqiang, who had been quiet on the side, suddenly spoke. Before that, she had been watching Caesar who was giving a speech on the second floor, and it seemed that he was really taken in by his speech.
, and thought about some questions.
"Who knows?" Fingel chuckled, looked at Su Xiaoqiang beside him and said, "What about you? Junior sister, what is your purpose? Looking for Lin Nian?"
Su Xiaoqiang paused and said, "You told me my answer. What should I say?"
Unexpectedly, Fingel suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "No, this answer is too superficial. What about after finding Lin Nian? Are you really satisfied with this? You don't want to go further.
?”
On the sidelines, Lu Mingfei just took a sip of water and couldn't help coughing violently when he heard it. While coughing, he said to himself, "Wow, senior brother, do you need to talk to your junior sister about such a hot topic? Go one step further. If you go any further, it will be inappropriate for children!"
If Lin Nian finds out about this, he won't kill you, a pervert like you who drives around everywhere!
But when he looked up at Su Xiaoqiang, he was suddenly stunned. Only then did he realize that it was not Fingel who was driving, but that he was thinking wrongly, because he found that there was no shyness or confusion on Su Xiaoqiang's face.
There were no signs of redness, and those eyes that were cut by water and reflected light seemed to be covered by a halo, and his thoughts and sight were entangled in the web of thoughts.
"If your purpose of coming to Kassel College, junior sister, is really for a certain 'person', then that 'person''s purpose will directly become your purpose, and the direction that 'person' is heading towards will also be the direction you are heading towards.
direction, so sometimes it’s not a good thing to have too ambitious goals for the person you yearn for.” Fingel clicked his tongue.
Lu Mingfei suddenly felt something was wrong when he heard it. It seemed like he was trying to persuade Su Xiaoqiang to give up. He immediately stabbed Fingel secretly and threatened this guy with his eyes not to talk nonsense.
Fingal paused for a moment and realized that he had said too much. He suddenly laughed twice and shrugged his shoulders and said, "But according to Junior Brother Lin Nian's character, slaying dragons and other things are all part-time jobs. His biggest dream is
Make money and work part-time in the execution department to pay off the housing debt of the unfinished building he bought in his hometown. Maybe you will become a house slave like your junior brother in the future!"
Su Xiaoqiang glanced at Fingel, as if she had gotten to know this incompatible senior brother again. She shook her head and was about to tell the answer she had just thought of, but just when she was about to speak, someone suddenly came
He reached out and patted her shoulder.
Su Xiaoqiang paused when he was tapped on the shoulder. The boy's appearance immediately appeared in his mind. He turned around and shouted, "Lin Nian?"
But the person who turned around and appeared in front of her was not Lin Nian, but a petite girl with short black shoulder-length hair and wearing a white suit. She looked so natural standing among the crowd. Countless people passed by her without looking at her.
At a glance, her temperament blended seamlessly into this place where elites gathered, as if she should have appeared here.
She quietly looked at the girl in front of her who was looking at her in a daze and asked, "Su Xiaoqiang?"
“I am.” Su Xiaoqiang replied subconsciously, “May I ask you?”
But before she could say the second half of her sentence, a picture of this petite girl's appearance suddenly popped up in her mind like an electric shock. Su Xiaoqiang's eyes suddenly widened and she stared at the petite girl in front of her, her heart beating.
As if a beat had been missed, the body began to secrete a large amount of fear pheromones as if it smelled danger.
Because at this moment she recognized who this girl was, and the images that came to mind were so bloody and violent!
Pearl Tower.
Leech medicine.
Experimental Deadpool.
flesh.
die
The memories of the past that had disappeared in time suddenly caught up with her, crashing into her mind like thunder, followed by a cold war and involuntary fear!
Pao.
Su Xiaoqiang still remembers the name of the other party, the host at the press conference who brought her countless nightmares. He commanded Deadpool like a devil to create the inhuman killing and bloody tragedy that night!
But why does the other party appear here? How dare she appear here?
"you"
“Someone wants me to tell you that this place will become a battlefield in the future.” Pao interrupted Su Xiaoqiang in front of her.
She put her hands behind her back and looked at the shrinking pupils of the girl in front of her and said softly, "The show is about to begin. You are honored to be invited to the VIP stand!"
She spoke in a very soft voice, but every word fell into the ears of the girl in front of her. This was an invitation, a well-meaning invitation that could not be refused.
Who can invite Su Xiaoqiang?
Su Xiaoqiang suddenly turned her head to look at Lu Mingfei and wanted to shout something, but at this moment, her eyes suddenly fell into darkness. No, the entire Amber Hall fell into darkness!
There was a bang of arc jumping in the air, and in less than half a second, the gorgeous beauty seen at the last moment was still on the retinas of all the people in the hall. The next moment, darkness occupied everyone's eyes, and everything
Everything was submerged in the tidal darkness.
—
The entire Amber Pavilion was shrouded in darkness, and everyone subconsciously took a step back. The noise was like boiling water rising in the darkness when the lid of a pot was lifted. However, the overall situation was still orderly, and no stampede or riot occurred.
Even dozens of people immediately appeared and began to take control of the scene. Everyone was calm and showed the qualities that Caesar said elites should have.
Lu Mingfei was also startled by the sudden darkness. He subconsciously took a half step back and bumped into the dining table. According to his memory, he reached out to Fingel next to him and grabbed a handful. Then he heard Fingel's strange words.
He yelled, "Holy shit, junior brother, don't take off my pants. If you want to eat roast chicken, go find it at the dining table. I don't have it here."
“Damn, who wants to eat roast chicken? There’s a power outage? Did the switch trip or the whole school lost power?” Lu Mingfei quickly took back his hand and rubbed it on his trousers.
"Call and ask the people in the school engineering department, but I remember that there is a diesel generator in the Anbo Hall, right? I guess the student union has arranged for someone to go there to generate electricity now?" Fingel's figure came from beside him, "Junior brother
Do you have your mobile phone with you?"
"Bring it with me." Lu Mingfei then remembered the mobile phone in his pocket. He had never had the opportunity to use it at the party before. He always felt that playing with mobile phones at such a banquet was a heinous act. He reached out and took out the mobile phone.
Before I even pressed the power button, the phone screen suddenly lit up with a beeping text message sound!
At the same time, the entire clubhouse was filled with the sound of incoming messages, beeps, water flow, unknown number notifications, the ding of old-fashioned phones, and dozens or hundreds of different ringtones coming together at the same time, like the process of a band auditioning in an opera house.
This is a wonderful phenomenon, which makes people feel a little frightened when they are a little surprised, as if they predict from these chaos that even greater chaos will come after this.
In the darkness, the lights of countless mobile phones lit up. Some were in the hands of guests, and some lit up in strange places, such as the insides of girls' stockings and the pleats of tutu skirts. But no one paid attention to these. Everyone quickly
They took out their mobile phones and looked down at the screen. They received text messages at the same time, which meant that the messages came from the same person or place.
At Kassel Academy, there is a person and a place that can do this.
When everyone saw the title and content of the text message, their faces illuminated by the cold light of their mobile phones were filled with incredible surprise and shock. In an instant, a huge commotion broke out that was not even caused by a power outage.
[Red alert state! Red alert state! Dragon invasion! Freshmen quickly returned to the dormitory. The college power grid was attacked. Students who survived the battlefield immediately received weapons and lighting equipment, and the magazines were filled with Frigga bullets. All entrances were blocked.