Guderian woke up from his spiritual vision, and was hit by a strong feeling of falling, as if he had fallen from heaven back to earth.
"This is..." Professor Guderian's pupils began to focus, gradually becoming clear from blur, "What are you two doing?"
What came into view was Lu Mingfei who had "I'm sorry" written all over his face, and Fingel who looked at him warily.
Professor Guderian wanted to get up but could not move because he was being tied to the foot of the bed with a thick hemp rope used to rope a bull. The other end of the rope was held by Fingel's hand not far away.
Lu Mingfei subconsciously thought that if the person being tied up was not a slovenly old man but a delicate young girl, this scene would actually be quite charming and could easily remind people of some kind of shameful play.
"We don't want to either, Professor, but you were too scary just now, running around like a wild boar that lost its mind. If I didn't tie you up, you might have demolished our dormitory!" Fingel pointed.
Pointing around, he said innocently.
Lu Mingfei took Fingel to clean the dormitory inside and out in the afternoon. It couldn't be said to be spotless, but at least it had a new look. However, the dormitory is now even more chaotic than when Lu Mingfei first came here.
A steel pillar of Fingel's bed was twisted and bent, the corner of the long table was smashed to pieces, and the faucet in the bathroom was blown out. At this time, water was pouring out... The entire dormitory was completely in a state of chaos.
A look after a terrorist attack!
"Is this...all done by me?" Professor Guderian looked around and said in disbelief.
"Not only that, when I tried to stop you, you pushed your butt crazily like a bull. It still hurts my back!" Fingel complained loudly, covering his buttocks.
"I'm sorry, Professor, I just wanted to test whether the pronunciation of Longwen I just learned is standard. I didn't expect it would have such a bad impact!" Lu Mingfei apologized while untying Professor Guderian.
"Mingfei..." Professor Guderian looked blankly at the dormitory that looked like it had been swept by a storm.
"Sorry, Professor." Lu Mingfei helped Professor Guderian up and apologized very sincerely, ready to be punished.
"You just listened to it once...and you mastered that dragon sentence?" Unexpectedly, Professor Guderian had no intention of reprimanding Lu Mingfei, but his face was full of disbelief.
"To be honest, I really don't understand what that sentence means, but every note sounds familiar to me and I can easily imitate it." Lu Mingfei said truthfully.
"Talent! This is your unparalleled talent! You are worthy of being our 'S' class, Lu Mingfei, you are indeed the best!" Professor Guderian slapped his thigh in excitement, making a snapping sound.
"You know, even though I, as a professor of dragon genealogy research, have been immersed in this field for many years, I can barely master the pronunciation of less than twenty sentences of dragon language. Just the words 'Praise the awakening of my king, destruction is rebirth' just now
It took me a whole year to recite the sentence completely, but you can actually understand it after listening to it once?"
Professor Guderian grabbed Lu Mingfei's shoulders heavily, and as he spoke, uncontrollable excitement appeared on his face.
"Is it rare?"
"Unprecedented! Unprecedented!" Professor Guderian's excitement almost overflowed. "This is the 'Word Spirit Emperor' belonging to the Dragon Emperor Nidhogg! The word spirit means a kind of spirit that is released through words.
A power that cannot be underestimated. The purer your bloodline, the greater the power contained in your words!"
"You can recite the dragon text completely in just one listen, and the first time you recite the dragon text, you can make me fall into a deep spiritual vision. Mingfei, I didn't expect that you have such a terrifying power in the field of dragon text.
talent!"
"Is this talent... of any use?" Lu Mingfei scratched his head.
"Why is it useless? For example, you can become a great scholar who is proficient in dragon literature, and you can also serve as a teacher like Toyama Masashi, and you can... you can... uh..." Professor Guderian and Lu Mingfei
Staring little eyes.
"Save it, Professor, the college will not let an 'S'-level person be a behind-the-scenes worker who spends all day reading books or providing psychological counseling for children with psychological problems. Use those old stubborns on the school board of directors.
In other words, this is called 'waste of natural resources'!" Fingel poured a basin of cold water on Professor Guderian and instantly woke up from his excitement.
"Also, Lu Mingfei can only recite Long Wen, but he still has no sensitivity to the 'Yan Ling Emperor'. As far as I know, Lu Mingfei's situation should be..."
Fingel rubbed his beard on his chin and stared at Lu Mingfei with a frown.
"Am I mutated?" Lu Mingfei felt uncomfortable with Fingel's obscene gaze.
"No, you are perverted!" Fingel sighed deeply, "As you said, your talent is of no use. Even dragon literature researchers and psychological counselors are wishful thinking, because according to the current situation
It seems that your sensitivity to Longwen is 0, so it is impossible for you to pass tomorrow's '3E' exam!"
It was like being drenched from head to toe by a basin of cold water. It was not Lu Mingfei who was soaked, but Professor Guderian. He was so excited just now, and now he was like a deflated rubber ball. No, with a defeated rooster.
The description is more appropriate: all the excitement, excitement, and the tangible honor of being a lifelong professor... disappeared in an instant, and chicken feathers fell to the ground.
"There will be a way, there will definitely be a way! Mingfei, you have a good rest tonight, be energetic, and just treat the '3E' exam tomorrow with a normal attitude!" Professor Guderian scratched his gray hair, wondering.
Are you comforting Lu Mingfei or are you deceiving yourself?
Looking at his hurried away figure, Lu Mingfei had no reason to feel that the old man was actually very kind to him, even though it included the rating of a tenured professor and his "S" rating.
"Junior brother, you know, this old man scratches his head when he lies. I heard about it accidentally when he had a fight with Professor Manstein." Fingel put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulders affectionately.
"so what?"
"So there is no way he can guarantee that you will pass the '3E' exam smoothly. There is only one person who can make you successfully cross this chasm!" Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei expectantly, expecting him to look curious.
I asked myself: "Then who is this person?"
But Lu Mingfei didn't take issue with him at all, and fortunately, mules are thick-skinned. Fingel still said calmly, "This person is me, junior brother! Cheating is the safest way, and God won't blame him."
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