As soon as he sat down next to him, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind, "No need to guess, he just cares about money. Ming Fei, that's Professor Manstein from the Literature Department, a very erudite scholar.
I will ask him to take care of your homework later."
Lu Mingfei looked back and saw that it was Professor Guderian. He scratched his head and asked, "Professor, how come you weren't beaten to death?"
"It's all that brat Fingel's fault. Didn't Nono take you away first?" Professor Guderian said through gritted teeth, "Then Fingel said he wanted to go back to the dormitory to catch up on press releases, so he left me alone.
I walked alone on the platform."
"During the "Free Day", the school staff couldn't come out to pick me up, so I had to walk up by myself."
Lu Mingfei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Professor Guderian patted him on the shoulder, the corners of his eyes were moist, "Mingfei, I have always believed that you are the best."
The battlefield that was filled with gunfire just now is now a lively scene before the sports meeting. Doctors and nurses line up to inject injections into the people who were shot. The dead people on the ground got up one by one, and after taking off the masks on their heads, they were all
A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old.
The first thing these people did after waking up was to look around the battlefield, wanting to know the outcome of the battle, but they were all a little confused. Caesar and Chu Zihang, the leaders of the two teams, were sitting side by side in the parking lot, with "
"Murasame" and "Dictado".
Obviously, there was a ruthless man who single-handedly killed both Caesar and Chu Zihang.
"Who did this?" someone yelled at the top of his lungs.
Lu Mingfei raised his hands high, with a proud expression on his face, "It's me, it's me". Nono reached out and poked his waist, "Come on, don't be too pretentious."
Lu Mingfei smiled at his senior sister and suddenly shouted: "I am the "S"-class freshman Lu Mingfei. I eliminated Caesar and Chu Zihang!"
Nono rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Idiot, how about love?"
The crowd began to whisper.
"Lu Mingfei?"
"It's still "S" grade. How many years has it been since our school had an "S" grade?"
"It must have been more than forty years ago, and he eliminated the two presidents of the two conferences when he was still a freshman. He is worthy of being an "S" class."
Suddenly, there were two crisp bursts of applause, the ones applauding were Caesar and Chu Zihang who were sitting on the ground, and then the entire parking lot rang out with a wave of applause and cheers.
"Lu Mingfei!"
"Lu Mingfei!"
"Lu Mingfei!"
Lu Mingfei looked at the students chanting his name, with a slight smile on his lips, and infinite pride in his heart. He raised his head slightly, "Little devil, have you seen it? My story has begun."
Got it!
The sun pierced through the heavy clouds and shone on him, but the boy's flying smile was more dazzling than in summer.
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Professor Guderian went to the parking lot and picked up the suitcase with the nuclear mark. He held it tightly to his chest and frowned, "I have taken this thing out too. Don't the students know that there is a limit to fun?"
?"
"Damn it! You have to report it to the principal! Let the guys from the equipment department take care of these things! We have to manage the students and the alchemy equipment well! Those are dangerous goods!" Professor Manstein's face turned blue when he saw the suitcase, and he shouted
Say.
"It's not that exaggerated. It's nothing. Aren't all the things that can destroy the world sealed in the "ice cellar"?" Professor Guderian comforted him in turn.
"No need to explain! This year has gone too far!" Professor Manstein shouted at the waking students, "You have violated the special school rules of "Freedom Day". I want to report to the principal to terminate this activity! Yes
You look good! I will also record your ridiculous things this time in the files!"
"The three special school rules are that you are not allowed to use the alchemy equipment in the "ice cellar", you are not allowed to cause casualties, and you are not allowed to bring strangers from outside the school to visit, right?" A cold voice sounded from the side.
"Very good! I remember it very clearly! Count how many people are injured!" Professor Manstein pointed around angrily like a discipline director, and finally pointed at...the granite pieces shattered by bullets
, and the Bermuda lawn with the shoe prints of two people clearly printed on it.
"The injury had nothing to do with the game. It was because the roads on campus were too bumpy and they accidentally fell down. Isn't that right?" Another deep voice sounded.
"This reason is so ridiculous! It's unreasonable at all!" Professor Manstein's hair shone with anger, "Who said that? Stand up!"
Caesar and Chu Zihang stood up from the ground at the same time. The two mortal enemies were as calm as the two captains who had just returned from playing football. One stood on the side of Lu Mingfei, holding his hands in front of his chest in almost the same movement, looking at each other.
The same laziness and fearlessness, confronting Professor Manstein.
"Who fell by himself? Raise your hands." Caesar shrugged and asked the crowd.
After a moment of silence, all the "dead people" who woke up raised their hands. Professor Manstein looked around, and those raised hands were like a forest of guns surrounding him, teasing and threatening. The students compared themselves with each other.
Ghostface, no matter which team he is a member of, his stance is the same in front of the Chairman of the Discipline Committee.
"Okay! Okay! Caesar, you did a great job! You will wait for me to report to the principal, and you will learn more from me during your graduation defense!" Professor Manstein was so angry that his hands were shaking.
He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the principal's number.
"Manstein?" A gentle and elegant voice rang on the phone.
"Principal, I'm sorry to disturb you, but today's "Freedom Day" was too chaotic. Members of the Lionheart Club and the Student Union used Frigga bullets to play war games in the college, injuring many people... and destroying
Many buildings have been damaged and the situation is very bad!" Professor Manstein said righteously on his mobile phone.
He was stunned for a moment, "No! We can't tolerate it! And our proud students, especially Chu Zihang, the president of the Lion Heart Club, and Caesar Gattuso, the president of the Student Union, have no regard for the Discipline Committee.
.Caesar also incited students to go against me! You must keep my due status and dignity as the chairman of the Discipline Committee!"
"Oh, Caesar has always been like this. Manstein, you should get used to it. By the way, can you turn on the hands-free button?" the principal said lightly.
He turned on the speakerphone, his face finally sank to its lowest point, and his high arrogance also dropped, "Then at least we have to consider the loss... The Finance Committee has worked very hard to help the college save money... The preliminary calculation of the maintenance cost is about
Two hundred and forty thousand dollars... This does not include the re-turfing, they trampled your favorite Bermuda lawn until it looked like freshly plowed farmland! Such a huge loss..."
"Oh, Caesar, as the richest student in the college, would you mind spending money to resurface my beloved Bermuda lawn?" the principal asked.
"It's up to you." Caesar said with an indifferent expression.
"Forget it, I was just joking, come up with this money from the school board fund. After all, the "Freedom Day" on the annual school anniversary was won from us by the students with their hard work. We old guys can't go back on our words.
." The principal smiled heartily, "After enjoying this festival, you must also work hard on your studies. My dear students, I really hope to spend this happy "free day" with you."
The students looked at each other, clapped together, cheered, took off the armbands on their arms and threw them into the air, put their arms on each other's shoulders and twisted, making playful faces at Professor Manstein.
"The school board is really rich." Professor Manstein sighed, "Principal, are you still on vacation in Greece?"
"Yeah, I played a few cards with some old friends last night. I didn't wake up until now. I went out to swim in the blue sea in a while. I'm going to hang up now. Let me talk to our friends one last time.
"S" level, say a few words."
Everyone was stunned, and everything became quiet.
Lu Mingfei took the mobile phone handed over by Professor Manstein and said, "Principal, I'm here."
"Are you the winner of this "Free Day"?"
"Yes."
"Have you finished selecting your courses? Did you choose my "Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy"?" the principal's voice echoed around.
"Chosen."
The principal laughed heartily, "I'm glad to hear your voice. I knocked down Caesar and Chu Zihang on the first day I entered the school. I look forward to meeting you in class. You can do better than your predecessor's "S"-level students.
She’s even more beautiful!” After saying that, she hung up the phone.
Lu Mingfei smiled knowingly, "Principal, I'm also looking forward to...meeting you!
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……
The sun shone in from the bay window. The person sitting in the shadow hung up the phone, leaned on the back of the chair and exhaled silently. Looking out of the small bay window was an endless desert, with strong winds leaving traces on the sand.
With the snake-like folds, the principal is not on vacation in Greece at all.
"Transfer the maintenance fee from the account of the School Trustee Foundation to the account of the Maintenance Department." The person in the shadow whispered, and the deep voice and the hearty laugh when he held the microphone did not seem to come from the same person. p>
"Understood, Norma will do it in five minutes." The expressionless middle-aged man behind the door said, "But this year's "Freedom Day" has the highest maintenance costs of the year. Shouldn't we think of some ways to persuade her?
Genius students are very accustomed to a bohemian lifestyle, while they are supposed to be soldiers who strictly abide by discipline."
"Do you think I'm letting them go?" the principal said.
"Students in these two years have indeed enjoyed ten times more freedom than before. When I enrolled, Kassel College was a mysterious military fortress."
"I did this deliberately. You remember our disastrous defeat in the Greenland Ice Sea ten years ago, which made me have to reconsider the teaching policy. Maybe in the war with the Dragon Clan, what we need is not a well-trained army.
, we just need a certain genius." The principal suddenly switched to English, "Somebody."
"Somebody?" the middle-aged man asked.
"The One! A unique genius, he is the chosen one, and the only one! He is a leader, a dragon slayer who is feared even by dragon kings. One is enough! Just like my friend Meineke Cassel!" The principal!
His voice was as cold as iron.
"Are you talking about Lu Mingfei?" The middle-aged man shook his head, "Although he killed Chu Zihang and Caesar on the first day of school, his previous resume looks very ordinary, and he has not become The One in your mouth.
That quality."
"Whether it's ordinary or not, it's too early to make a conclusion now." The principal smiled mysteriously, "He is... the most powerful dragon-slaying weapon I have chosen!"
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In the dead of night, Lu Mingfei sat cross-legged on the bunk bed, looking out the window in a daze.
He was still placed in 303, Area 1, Student Dormitory, a familiar double dormitory with the familiar sloppy roommate Fingel.
"Hey, junior brother, why are you so sullen?" Fingel patted him on the shoulder, "You are a famous person now!"
"Your heroic deeds have spread throughout the campus. You were on the campus news network today, and the headline was quite sensational." Fingel took the notebook down and showed it to Lu Mingfei.
"Shocked! The red-haired witch is suspected to have been conquered by a certain hero!" The accompanying picture is a photo of Nono pressing Lu Mingfei into the Ferrari on the platform.
"How did you take this picture?" Lu Mingfei pointed at the screen and asked, "You didn't bring a camera with you at the time?"
Fingel threw the half-decayed World Tree school emblem on his school uniform to him, "Don't break the alchemy items."
Lu Mingfei caught the school badge and looked at it upside down for a while, only to see a small hole in the middle, which should be the camera.
"It's quite a neat thing." Lu Mingfei returned the school badge to him, "A must-have for paparazzi."
"That's for sure." Fingel chuckled, "The product produced by the vice-principal must be a high-quality product!"
Lu Mingfei continued to look down.
"The biggest news of the year! The famous flower on the high mountain that no one can pick in Kassel has an owner. It is suspected that the "S" class freshman Lu Mingfei who defeated the two elders in "Freedom One Day" is!", the accompanying picture is
He held the injured Nono in his arms.
"Exclusive news! All the information about "S"-class Lu Mingfei! You can watch it by paying one dollar!"
Below is a large photo of Lu Mingfei, with his student number, dormitory number, age, place of origin and all other information. The last one is affectionately marked: "Already have a girlfriend!"
"Hey, hey, isn't it too unethical to sell my household registration for money?" Lu Mingfei was dissatisfied.
"Junior brother, you don't understand this. The money we make is 50-50!" Fingel said with a playful smile.
Lu Mingfei picked up the N96: "Brother, do you still need my photos? I can take a few selfies! We can’t wait to make money!"
"The more, the better!" Fingel's eyes lit up.
Lu Mingfei posed and asked Fingel to help him choose the most handsome pose.
The door was suddenly knocked four times. Fingel held up his mobile phone and said, "It's strange, who is knocking on the door so late?"
Lu Mingfei suddenly had a strong premonition. He opened the door and found a large FEDEX envelope lying quietly on the ground in front of the door. It read "Ricardo·M·Lu" in beautiful cursive characters. The address was from the UK.
Sent.
He tore open the envelope and poured out...an iPhone.
"What?" Fingel leaned his head over.
"Brother gave me a mobile phone." Lu Mingfei shrugged.
"Do you have a younger brother?" Fingel asked curiously.
Lu Mingfei didn't reply. The phone still had half of the battery. When he opened the contact list, there was only one person. Then he opened the text message list. There was only one text message, from "your dearest brother". The avatar was a little devil wearing a dress.
A headshot in a bow tie, looking directly at the camera with a faint smile.
"Dear brother: From this moment on we will embark on a journey to find authority and walk the same path we have walked. You will naturally understand what I mean.
Lu Mingze
Today"
The moment he finished reading the text message, the system switched to a familiar interface, and the ancient brass-colored roulette wheel rotated rapidly.
The moment Lu Mingfei's finger touched the screen, the wheel slowed down and when it stopped, its scale showed "25%".
There was also a Q version of a little devil at the bottom. Lu Mingfei clicked on it out of curiosity, and a dialog box popped up above the little devil's head.
"Please don't worry, brother, this time is not a countdown to death, but the recovery rate of our authority. When it reaches 100%, you can use your power once."
At this moment, the scale jumped forward by one percent, and it is now 26%.
Lu Mingfei pouted and put away his phone. Damn it, Lu Mingze still likes to do these fancy things.