It was nearing the end of the "3E" exam, and a strong sense of madness swept the entire examination room.
As if the end is coming, the students vent their inner cowardice, violence and desires that are usually unknown to others in the classroom.
Some people were singing and dancing, and some were hysterical.
Some people have so many gaps in their hearts that they can't even draw on a few pieces of white paper, and crazy and messy lines fill the entire table; some people tear up the white paper at the beginning of their spiritual vision, throwing it around like snowflakes, and then
Like a freehand painter, he filled the entire whiteboard on the podium with abstract lines.
Professor Manstein was furious outside the classroom. If it weren't for the thick glass window, Lu Mingfei suspected that this money-grubbing old man would have rushed in the next second to get evidence of the students who vandalized public property.
Write it down and file a claim with them afterwards!
"The exam is almost over, it's our turn to enter the room." Nono pointed to the quarter-hour in the classroom and straightened the badge that read "Invigilator Assistant".
"Our job is to go in and collect the test papers and calm the students' emotions. It should be noted that some people have just woken up from spiritual visions and may be emotionally unstable and engage in aggressive behavior. Please be more careful."
"What should I worry about?" Lu Mingfei asked doubtfully, "You mean, they might use me as a target to vent their anger and then hurt me?"
"No, I'm worried that after they attack you, you'll react too much and injure them." Nono glared at Lu Mingfei angrily, "I've seen you, Caesar, and Chu Zihang
If you fight, you will know that you are a violent maniac!"
"The shot you gave me here yesterday gave me nightmares all night long!"
Nono rubbed the center of her eyebrows. One day ago, Lu Mingfei held up the Desert Eagle, pointed the black muzzle at her position, and sprayed out ruthless Frigga bullets. Until now, she saw Lu Mingfei's forehead.
There will always be the illusion of being shrouded in shadow!
"That's because your mental quality is so poor. Being shot by Frigga's bullet will make you have nightmares all night. Then put you on the dragon-slaying battlefield I experienced last time. You must not be frightened by that dragon servant.
Incontinence?"
Lu Mingfei didn't want to accept Nuonuo's behavior. While complaining, he pushed past Nuonuo and pushed open the heavy door of the classroom and stepped in.
"This guy!" Nuonuo glanced at Lu Mingfei's back fiercely.
"This is the end of the '3E' exam. Candidates please put down the pencils in your hands, organize the test papers...and whiteboards, and wait in your seats. The two proctor assistants will collect the test papers in turn." Lu Mingfei said with a mouthful of Chinese.
style proctoring style.
As the broadcast ended, the classroom, which was half singing and dancing and half crying and howling, gradually calmed down.
The girl who had previously shown off her ballet postures on the podium shyly covered the hem of her school skirt and returned to her seat dejectedly; the African boy, who seemed to have lost his parents, looked at Lu Mingfei with tears in his eyes,
As if he hadn't recovered yet, he didn't know how his dead black father turned into a yellow-skinned Chinese boy in the blink of an eye.
Ling looked at Lu Mingfei, and Qi Lan also looked at Lu Mingfei, but the former's face was as expressionless as ever, while the latter's eyes looked at Lu Mingfei more intensely... as if he were looking at a stunning lover with the same preciousness.
Ling watched Lu Mingfei collect the papers along the rows of seats. When she approached her, she deliberately stuffed the original picture of the black dragon and the boy into the middle of the stack of papers where they would be least noticeable.
"I'll count." Lu Mingfei walked to Ling's side, preparing to secretly see what she saw in her vision in the name of counting test papers, but was stopped by Ling's words.
"No need to count, there are nine in total." Lingpo Tianhuangdi said a few more words than usual, "Just put them in this order..."
"No peeking."
"Okay, okay, don't peek." Lu Mingfei shook his head helplessly, and stapled the nine covered pieces of paper together with a stapler.
When Lu Mingfei rolled up to Qilan's side, the Indian boy's eyes were still blank, with two traces of tears running from his eye sockets across his entire cheek, as if he still couldn't escape from the scene he saw through his spiritual vision.
"Don't be too sad. Even the miserable fate has become a thing of the past. You should still look forward in life." Lu Mingfei looked at Qilan's devastated look while counting the eight test papers on his table.
, couldn't help but comforted softly.
"I saw it..." Qilan's eyes seemed to gradually find their focus, and the focus was on Lu Mingfei in front of him.
"I know that in spiritual vision, you will always see the pictures that matter most to you. The things that a person cares about most are often the things that make him sad and unforgettable..."
At this point, Lu Mingfei's voice seemed to be choked in his throat and stopped suddenly.
Qilan's first seven test papers were all full of scribbles, with extremely messy lines inside, like children's sketches, and crooked symbols. These were relatively pure dragon texts.
And his eighth test paper was blank paper.
What made Lu Mingfei suddenly silent was that Qilan actually answered eight questions. When he opened the last piece of white paper on Qilan's desk, the last answer picture painted on the table came into view.
Although the picture was very abstract and the workmanship was a bit rough, Lu Mingfei seemed to be blessed and understood the painting in an instant.
On the screen, there is a majestic figure standing on top of everyone's heads. He holds his head high, as if he is wielding a sword in the distance at the sky god hanging above his head.
"I saw it..." Qilan still repeated this sentence, his tone was like an old Indian magician, but what was different from his dejected state just now was that he was staring at Lu Mingfei with a burning gaze.
"You're not going to say that the person you saw in your spiritual vision is me, right?" Lu Mingfei looked at this young old Indian magician suspiciously.
"Please, brother, even if you say so, I have no intention of joining the Freshman Sorority. Believe in yourself, the position of president belongs to you. The Freshman Sorority will definitely prosper under your leadership!"
Lu Mingfei bound seven test papers and a piece of white paper, and then made a mark on the corner of Qilan's desk so that Professor Manstein could send someone from the school's engineering department to collect them later.
Lu Mingfei was ready to leave.
"It was indeed you that I saw in my vision."
Qilan's words made Lu Mingfei stop, and he turned back to look at the Indian boy.
The boy's expression was as solemn as a Vatican religious missionary, as if an oracle had descended on him, sweeping away the cowardly soul that had cried just now from this body.
He used the calmest tone as if he was reading some kind of scripture.
"My awakened spirit is a 'prophet'. In my spiritual vision, I miraculously saw a corner of the future."
"It's not Cassel College you're subverting."
"But the whole world."
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._