In the Odin Square at the entrance, the head of the Odin statue fell on the ground and made a deep hole, as if it had been chopped off with a knife; the rooster sculpture fell into the "Foundation Well", and its buttocks were hugged by the edge of the well, like
Laying eggs... There was no time to clean up the ruins, but the hearing was held as scheduled.
Because today, Cassel College is about to usher in an unprecedented event in the history of Cassel College - the impeachment of the principal. This is the first time in a century. Cassel College has only had one president in a century, Hilbert Jean Angers.
, an aloof old man over a hundred years old.
Angers was impeached, but Lu Mingfei was put on trial. He was the principal's best spokesperson in the college. Convicting him was equivalent to cutting off the principal's hands and feet. An old man who had lost his hands and feet would be left with nothing.
Just wait to die!
Lu Mingfei stood in the square wooden railing in the center of the conference hall. The already small area was divided into two parts, making it appear even more cramped. The other part was empty and he didn't know who it was for. He looked at the members of the jury.
They nodded. He had met most of these people before, in a secret war meeting in the principal's office.
The jury was composed of department heads and tenured professors. They were all dressed in black suits and leather shoes. They were as old as if they had just been dug out of the grave. They gave Lu Mingfei a "skeleton-like" smile and seemed to be interested in this young man.
It still leaves an impression. You know, the brains of these top scientists and alchemists are filled with complicated formulas and equations. There are very few people who can occupy their precious brain capacity in just one meeting.
"They look stupid. These old guys never look at YouTube or Twitter. They look like a bunch of boring old homebodies!" Fingel stood behind the vice principal, bent down and whispered.
It's full of the Minister of Information's contempt for old homeboys who don't care about news.
"More than that? They don't even read newspapers. They occasionally ask their assistants to send a few of the latest scientific magazines to the research room... But whenever they read the latest research results in the scientific community, they all curse and say, '
What kind of bullshit is this? Don't fool people with science from thirty years ago!'" The vice-principal shook his head slightly, "But we really have to support it. The development of every department in the college must rely on the research results of these old nerds.
, if any one of them accidentally burps, it will be a loss comparable to the loss of Bach in the music world and the loss of Michelangelo in the sculpture world!"
"So important!" Fingel exclaimed, "But these old guys have only dealt with mechanical equipment and alchemy potions all their lives. Judging school affairs should not be what they are good at, right?"
"This is the most shameless thing about the school board. They dig out a bunch of old guys who are engaged in research and serve as judges. Fooling them is no different from coaxing children!" the vice-principal sighed.
"They can fool us, too. If they use lollipops to coax the kids, we'll use...chocolate!" Fingel whispered.
"You are very talented!" The vice-principal smiled with satisfaction, "Let me just say, I feel relieved to leave the Night Watch Forum to you. You are worthy of being taught by me. You are almost ready to master the low-level knowledge."
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Fingel looked across from them. Sitting there was this investigation team, led by Andrew, sitting at the front, and Patsy sitting below him, with blond hair covering his eyes like a waterfall, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.
Fingel grinned at Patsy and smiled silently. Patsy hesitated for a moment and nodded lightly without any trace. Fingel lowered his head and said something to the vice-principal again, making the old guy laugh.
Andrew raised his head and saw at a glance the two guys who were joking happily. They looked like two idiots, and he... had actually been teased by such idiots! This time he was bound to avenge his shame!
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that his eyes couldn't stop staring at the two people out of focus.
"Teacher Andrew, Teacher Andrew, are you okay? You're cross-eyed." Fingel straightened up. This burly guy waved high and his voice was as loud as a bell, which was very eye-catching. "This is a disease and it needs to be treated!"
Andrew was fucked by this bastard again. A trace of ferocious anger flashed across his face. He turned his head away forcefully and snorted. He thought there was no need to compete with the young man for a moment of verbal advantage. Anyway, you will finish it later.
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"A very beautiful attack." The vice-principal praised Fingel, "The words are also sharp enough, just like my style back then!"
"Vice principal, how expensive are you this year?" Fingel suddenly asked.
"Twenty-five."
Fingel was stunned. He vaguely knew that the night watchman and Angers were of the same generation, and that the old principal had just celebrated his 135th birthday this year.
"Those were my golden years that will never pass away, my forever twenty-five years old!" the vice-principal said with nostalgia on his face, and he did not forget to wave to say hello to Manstein in the audience, "Hi! Son! How are you doing?"
Manstein, like Andrew, turned his head away, not wanting to deal with this bastard father in public.
The selected student representatives were taking their seats, among which the Lionheart Club took half of the seats. They all wore dark red school uniforms, with serious and uniform expressions, as neatly as an army.
The other half of the seats were taken by the student union. The student union has never been consistent with the Lionheart Club and chose black school uniforms. Caesar's favorite lace and white dress girl group appeared in black lace dresses, like proud and elegant black swans.
She has a posture that overwhelms the entire audience with her beauty.
The two sides occupied the left and right sides of the venue respectively. The scene was as tense as a confrontation between two debate teams. However, the protagonist today was not them, but the "S" class heavyweight surrounded by the two debate teams.
Character, Lu Mingfei.
As we all know, Lu Mingfei has not joined any student organization. In addition to having a good personal relationship with the presidents of the two conferences, his relationship with the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union cannot be said to be bad, but it is not much better. All of this stems from being in
During the Free Day session in the first year, he almost single-handedly managed the two major clubs. As a result, when the heads of the two major clubs discussed this year's Free Day tactics, they had to list a whole set of strategies for Lu Mingfei personally.
The response measures are a headache.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, there is still a club that has an irresistible relationship with Lu Mingfei. No, it is not that they have an irreversible relationship with each other, but they simply unilaterally made Lu Mingfei a god.
, just build a sculpture of Lu Mingfei and ask God to offer incense three times and kneel down nine times every day... The freshman sorority party appeared, all in dark green uniforms.
Of course, the freshmen fraternity now welcomes their second "god", Xia Mi, the strongest school beauty candidate among the freshmen, is at the forefront of them, replacing the president Qi Lan.
Xia Mi led the entire freshman sorority. When she took steps forward, the eyes of a group of nymphomaniac men behind her would involuntarily glance at the beautiful long legs wrapped in black stockings. They were sitting in the Lion Heart Club.
On one side of the room, Xia Mi held a bouquet of pure white tulips in her hand. The buds were in bud and ready to bloom. She didn't know who to give it to. She looked away from the crowd and looked straight towards the center of the conference hall.
Lu Mingfei also turned his head, and their eyes collided in mid-air. Neither of them gave way, almost sparking flames and thunder... Suddenly, Lu Mingfei blinked and smiled kindly, Xia Mi
He snorted and turned his head, looking unappreciative at all.
"Another girl with a full personality has come to the academy. I look forward to her wonderful curves in tight pants in the equestrian class!" The vice-principal looked at the cute and cute Xia Mi and nodded with satisfaction.
"At that time, I will arrange for the paparazzi from the News Department to take secret photos... Oh no, they were captured. The photos of Nono and Susie's swimming test were sold well on the Night Watch Forum!" Fingel also nodded.
King Solomon knocked the hammer, and the whole place fell silent. He was the judge today, and he also wore a serious head of gray curly hair. He looked very professional and not angry or authoritative.
"Everyone is here, I announce that the hearing has officially begun..." King Solomon was solemn and solemn.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Andrew suddenly raised his hand to interrupt, like a primary school student who spoke enthusiastically in class, "Everyone is not here yet, where is Chu Zihang?"
As soon as these words came out, an inexplicable commotion swept the whole place, and countless doubtful eyes were cast at him. This made Andrew feel like thorns in his back and made him feel uncomfortable. What is going on with these people? The court cannot start until the defendant attends.
Isn't it common sense?
"Who... is Chu Zihang?" King Solomon asked a question that stunned Andrew on the spot.
"Wha...what?" Andrew was stunned. He even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
Either there's something wrong with the other person's brain!
There must be something amiss among them!
"Chu Zihang? Who knows Chu Zihang? Is any of us named Chu Zihang?" Fingel asked with a frown, and everyone shook their heads.
"Chu Zihang's name isn't Mr. Andrew, your delivery boy for last night's dinner, right? You're so hungry that you came here to find someone?"
"What do you mean?" Andrew felt that his outlook on life was being violently impacted. "Chu Zihang, an 'A'-level student, is a notoriously violent maniac at Kassel Academy. Everyone should know about him...
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"You are mistaken. There has never been a violent maniac in Kassel College. Our school spirit has always been famous for friendship and harmony. Besides, no one knows a guy named Chu Zihang!" the vice-principal added.
"How is it possible...I understand!" Andrew remembered being teased by Fingel and the Night Watch on the first day he arrived, and he realized it!
"What a clumsy acting!" Andrew stood up, slammed the table, and sneered, "You think you can get away by pretending that you don't know Chu Zihang? What a wishful thinking!" He put down a stack of information about Chu Zihang.
He threw it hard on the table and looked at King Solomon in the center.
"Quiet!" King Solomon knocked the hammer again. He looked at Andrew and pulled out the information provided by the school board. "The information provided by the school board does show a student named 'Chu Zihang', but we
I went through the school roll records and Norma system archives, and found no one named Chu Zihang, which is what we have always been suspicious about."
The group of tenured professors behind him also shook their heads, and their expressions were as serious as if they were attending a funeral, not pretending.
Andrew's smile froze on his face and he took a step back. He felt that he was now trapped in "The Truman Show"...either he was crazy...or these people teamed up to play with him!
But it’s understandable that students are colluding, and tenured professors should be fair... Could it be that these old guys have been immersed in the research laboratory for ten years and don’t care about the situation in the college. I have never heard of Chu Zihang being so
Number one? Or have they been brainwashed?
But humans can be brainwashed, but what about Norma? That supercomputer should keep records about Chu Zihang. Only the white card holder with the highest authority can delete or modify the data, but the white card is always in his hands.
ah……
"Patsy!" Andrew suddenly looked at Patsy behind him, "You should remember, Chu Zihang, that you and I sorted out his relevant information together!"
"Sorry, sir." Patsy hesitated and whispered, "I really want to be on the same side as you, but I really don't remember...about who 'Chu Zihang' is..."
Andrew was dumbfounded. He fell weakly on the chair. His eyes were filled with white snowflakes, like an old-fashioned TV set that was stuck. Two questions kept lingering in his mind... Is he crazy? He is not crazy.
Is he crazy? Is he not crazy?
"Hey, what's going on with the school board? They sent a lunatic to investigate us? Are they treating Cassel College as a mental hospital?" Fingel complained loudly and dissatisfied, "Let's leave as soon as possible. I didn't sleep well last night.
, now I can go back and catch some sleep!"
"Pay attention to the discipline of the meeting place!" King Solomon glared at Fingel, who was worried about the world being in chaos. The latter shrank his neck, "This is an open discussion. You can speak freely, but be careful not to go off topic. The key is to focus on the school
Regarding the key point of "whether it was dereliction of duty," please both sides present evidence, and the final judgment rests with our professors."
"I'm full of evidence here!" Andrew frantically flipped through the information in front of him and read out loud, "In August 2009, he bombed a commercial building in Los Angeles, causing a major traffic accident... in the same year
In December, he bombed the Cape Town Baseball Center, with tens of thousands of witnesses...and Lu Mingfei. In February 2010, he kidnapped the head of government of a small Latin American country and tampered with the historical process of a country! It was simply
Full of bad things!"
"Oh, these things are true, but they are far less exaggerated than what you said. You are exaggerating." The vice principal snapped his fingers.
"The incident at the Los Angeles Commercial Building was my fault. Several windows were broken, and the fall caused two cars to rear-end each other, and five people were slightly injured." A dark-skinned boy from the Lion Heart Club stood up, "
I was penalized once, and the college invited my parents. My parents flew here from Africa... I have changed my ways."
"That time at the Cape Town Baseball Center was my mission, to hunt down a 'B' class mixed-race wanted criminal." Lancelot raised his hand and said seriously, "There were only a few people watching at the time, and the small fire was also destroyed by the Cape Town Baseball Center."
The London Fire Department put it out... These are all inevitable, after all, no one can guarantee that the task will be completed perfectly, right?"