The train roared and sped, and soon the prosperous urban area of Chicago was far away and out of sight.
"Is there something wrong with the school uniform, Lu Mingfei?" Professor Guderian asked with concern.
Ever since Lu Mingfei opened the cuffs of his school uniform, he had frowned and looked solemn, as if he saw something that shouldn't be there.
"Professor, 'Ricardo·M·Lu', who gave me this English name?" Lu Mingfei asked.
"Oh, although the college popularizes the concept of a Chinese campus, no matter which country you come from, an English name is still necessary. I remember that your name, Lu Mingfei, was personally designed for you by the principal." Professor Guderian said.
"Principal..." Lu Mingfei still frowned. The name was exactly the same as in the dream story, every character was correct. If it was a coincidence, it would be too unconvincing.
"Don't you like the name 'Ricardo M. Lu'? It doesn't matter. The principal is a democratic and open-minded person, and changing the name is not something that is not allowed in the college." Professor Guderian scratched his gray hair.
He thought Lu Mingfei was not satisfied with the English name the principal gave him.
After all, although he is older and has gray hair, he is actually not pedantic. He understands and appreciates young people's ideas. Even Professor Guderian praised Lu Mingfei in his heart.
If you want to hold everything that belongs to you firmly in your own hands, you won’t allow outsiders to get involved in it, and you will never compromise even on a small matter like an English name. Isn’t that what young people should be like!
Foreign professors rarely use the word "rebellious" even for children who are disobedient to discipline. In contrast, they prefer to use "energetic" and "ideational" to describe young people entering adolescence.
However, Professor Guderian was wrong. It was not that Lu Mingfei had any objections to the principal naming him, nor was he dissatisfied with the name itself, but that it seemed too unbelievable to him, but Lu Mingfei
I can't honestly ask.
"It's not that I don't like it...forget it, let's not worry about the name. The professor probably has more important things to announce to me, right?" Lu Mingfei shook his head, as if to get rid of unnecessary distractions.
in mind.
What I have to face next should be something more shocking. As for naming myself, I will naturally have the opportunity to ask the principal in person after I get to the academy.
"Is there anything you want to drink? Black tea, coffee, or red wine?" Professor Guderian looked at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang and asked, "Actually, for Lu Mingfei, I would recommend some low-alcohol red wine, because we are waiting for you.
What will be announced soon may slightly challenge your three views."
"It's okay, just black tea, please excuse me, Professor." Lu Mingfei said politely after declining Professor Guderian's suggestion.
"Coffee, less sugar, thank you." Chu Zihang said concisely and concisely.
"Me, Professor, why don't you ask me if I want to drink a glass of 1982 red wine!" Fingel raised his hands high.
"Do you deserve to drink red wine from 1982? Why don't you go and make tea and coffee for your junior brothers? Do you expect you to sit here like an uncle, and then I will pour the red wine and serve it to you?"
On the uncle’s hand? Or are you saying you don’t want to graduate this year? Huh?” Professor Guderian glanced sideways at Fingel.
"Go now, three gentlemen, wait a minute!" Fingel didn't feel insulted at all when he was awakened by the envoy. Instead, he showed a flattering expression on his face and hurriedly went to prepare drinks, very conscious of being a mule.
"This guy is also a student temporarily assigned to me by the academy. He is Lu Mingfei's legitimate senior brother, but there is nothing to be polite to him. If you have any requests, just ask him and treat him like a servant. If he dares to bully you, just tell me.
, I will repair him myself!" Professor Guderian said with great momentum, which can be called a model in the field of short-term protection. The status of Lu Mingfei and Fingel in his place is like floating in the clouds, and the other is as low as dust.
It is very similar to the ancient butler who found a study companion for the young master with a high status, and said to the young master: it’s time to beat him, he should be scolded, he’s just a servant.
Lu Mingfei smiled helplessly and shook his head. Fingel, who was making tea in the restaurant, complained loudly after hearing this: "Professor, are you being too double-standard! What you said is really biased!"
"Credits." Professor Guderian just replied lightly.
"Okay! Master Lu, your extra strong black tea, Master Chu, your coffee with less sugar!" Fingel once again put on his flattering smile and brought the prepared black tea and coffee to the rubber table in front of Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingfei.
On the long table.
"I'm sorry to tell you now. In fact, the charter of our college is quite special, so I have some things that I have to inform you in advance before enrolling... and please sign this confidentiality agreement first." Professor Guderian said.
A strange document written in a mixture of Latin and English was pushed in front of Lu Mingfei.
After a brief glance, Lu Mingfei found that he could already recognize most of the sentences and rare words. The most representative ones were "lineage" which means "bloodline" and "indenture" which means contract.
the meaning of.
Abraham Indenture, this document roughly says:
You all have two sides, human and dragon. There are white and black, good and evil, strength and love, killing and peace, and many contradictions flowing in your blood at the same time. We are neither purely good nor purely evil; we have the ability to kill.
There must be no desire to kill. Please remember that we are always on the side of humans. Only when the good of humans overcomes the evil of dragons in their hearts can they be allowed to be our companions. If anyone cannot restrain evil in his heart, let his soul
Swallowed by the desire for power, he will become our enemy. At this moment, the contract between us ends, and our holy sword will point at the person who falls into the abyss!
Without thinking too much, Lu Mingfei signed his name at the signature place smoothly and without thinking, as if he had casually signed for a JD Express rather than such a solemn and sacred contract.
"No...don't you think about it?" Professor Guderian was also shocked by Lu Mingfei's aura of raising his hand to sign.
"If I regret it now, can the train turn around for me immediately?" Lu Mingfei asked rhetorically.
Professor Guderian was stunned when asked, and subconsciously shook his head.
"So, this is my destiny."
When Lu Mingfei whispered these words, the lights of the train suddenly went out in rows, darkness enveloped the carriage, and the whole train jolted and shook like a mountain.