"But I believe in the power of love, which is so powerful that it can change anything."
"Can you understand?"
"The power of love..." Lu Mingze smiled bitterly, "Maybe I really don't understand."
"It's weird if you understand. All I can think about every day is power and strength." Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.
"I'm pursuing power, not for you, brother?" the little devil said with a sad look in his eyes.
"Okay, okay, I understand." Lu Mingfei sighed, "I just hope you understand that sometimes power is not that important, and it cannot solve all problems."
"Really?"
"As for the love you mentioned, brother, I will work hard to feel it." Lu Mingze took off the top hat on his head and placed it on his chest, "And wait and see."
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"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!" Fingel pointed at Xia Mi and suddenly screamed.
"Brother Fingel, what is your name? Do you think you are a rooster?" Xia Mi was startled and a little dissatisfied.
"No, junior sister, you..." Fingel gestured to the corner of Xia Mi's mouth, "Why is there suddenly a piece of sauce on the corner of your mouth?"
"Is it weird? It must have been accidentally stuck while chewing the pig's knuckle." Lu Mingfei quickly stood up to smooth things over. At the same time, he cursed in his heart that Mingze was really not a thing. He even left and didn't leave him.
Take that mischief away.
Chu Zihang came back to his senses and looked intently. There were two whiskers of sauce on Xia Mi's mouth.
"That's not the problem!" Fingel trembled, "I obviously didn't see this thing on the corner of junior sister's mouth just now, and then I looked again a moment later and it suddenly appeared on her face."
"You mean it's haunted in broad daylight? That's not true..." Nono frowned and said, "Maybe you saw it wrong?"
"How could I have seen it wrong?" Fingel was so angry that smoke was rising from his head, "I am the paparazzi among paparazzi, the king of paparazzi! Do you know what is the most important thing about being a paparazzi? Eyes! Grasp everything you have.
See the things you see, and then quickly pick out the ones that are useful to you..."
"Maybe I accidentally got it." Xia Mi looked down at the food on the plate, a little confused. She had also felt that time had been suspended for a while by someone...
I couldn't help but turn my head and look at Lu Mingfei.
There was nothing unusual. Lu Mingfei was whispering something to Nono, making Nono giggle.
What could that be? Xia Mi tried to think of any possibility.
Suddenly there was a soft touch next to her lips. She turned around and saw that Chu Zihang was holding a tissue in his hand and was carefully wiping off the sauce for her.
"Senior brother... what are you doing?" Xia Mi asked blankly, as if he didn't expect Chu Zihang to make such an intimate move.
"Don't move." Chu Zihang said, still with his expressionless face, "I'm wiping your mouth."
Xia Mi was so embarrassed that he felt like he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Ah, what's going on? Chu Zihang, the ten thousand-year-old iceberg-elm-headed man, actually knows how to be considerate of others?
But she didn't avoid Chu Zihang's hand, but opened her eyes wide, just waiting for him to finish wiping, like a docile deer.
"Okay." Chu Zihang retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, "Be more careful when eating next time."
"Got it." Xia Mi nodded in confusion, having not yet recovered from Chu Zihang's intimate behavior just now.
"Did an immortal pass by and touch senior brother's head?" Lu Mingfei was also dumbfounded, "Is he enlightened instantly? From now on, he will embark on the road of love saints? I must be very good at flirting, I can't even think of it.
This kind of teasing method."
"You really can't think of it." Nuonuo bumped his shoulder lightly, "Learn a little bit and tease me like this in the future, do you understand?"
"When I was a lover, I was no worse than my senior brother." Lu Mingfei chuckled, "Last time we were on the rooftop of my house..."
"Don't tell!" Nono put her finger on his mouth, "That night was a secret between us."
"Copy that." Lu Mingfei swore to the sky, "I will never tell anyone."
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It was a leisurely afternoon. Several people had finished their lunch in the canteen and were walking on the forest trails in Kassel.
"Junior sister! Come here, come here!" Lu Mingfei waved to Xia Mi with a stern look and shouted softly, "Hurry up, don't let senior brother see you."
"What's going on? You're so nervous." Xia Mi trotted, her bohemian dress fluttering in the air.
"Tomorrow afternoon, we will wait for you in the cafeteria!" Lu Mingfei looked serious.
"Wait for me?" Xia Mi wrinkled his nose, "What for?"
"Of course we are discussing Chu Zihang's strategy plan together!" Lu Mingfei said sadly, "Don't you want to pursue your senior brother?"
"Of course!"
"That's alright, remember, at dinner time tomorrow afternoon, I, Senior Brother Fingel, and your Sister Nono will be there."
"The four-person Kassel emotional think tank is temporarily formed to serve you, junior sister!"
"It doesn't sound very reliable..." Xia Mi whispered.
"Junior Sister, what you said is wrong." Lu Mingfei swore, patting his chest, "Senior Brother Lu, I am Kassel's long-famous emotional guru. I think back then, the people chasing you, Sister Nuonuo, could line up from the bottom of the dormitory.
Didn’t I successfully capture the school gate in the end?”
"I'm not doubting you..." Xia Mi stuck out his tongue, "but I'm expressing doubts about Senior Brother Fingel. After all, Senior Brother, for someone as frustrated as you to catch up with Sister Nuonuo is a proof of your strength!" "Can you please don't say that I'm a failure in the future? I'm not a failure at all..." Lu Mingfei's face darkened, "Besides, you don't know Fingel's brilliant record at his peak. His girlfriend at that time, but
The current campus beauty of Kassel College!"
"So powerful?" Xia Mi was puzzled, blinking and asking a series of questions, "Then why doesn't he have a girlfriend now? Where is his original girlfriend? She broke up with him because she didn't like him?"
"..." Lu Mingfei froze for a few seconds, and his expression suddenly darkened, "His girlfriend..."
"What's wrong?"
"His girlfriend died a few years ago."
"What?" Xia Mi was stunned, "Dead?"
"Slay the dragon." Lu Mingfei said quietly, "After all, those who can live to the age of Principal Angers are only a minority among the minority."
"Most people basically died in the execution department's tasks."
"I'm sorry, I don't know..." Xia Mi lowered his head.
"It doesn't matter, that's the reason for this, isn't it?" Lu Mingfei looked up at the sky, "You have already embarked on this path, and there is no way to turn back no matter what."
"I can only rush to the finish line, gritting my teeth and holding back tears."
"It sounds terrible..."
"Relax, junior sister," Lu Mingfei patted her shoulder earnestly, "Since you and I can't quit, we should take care of the people and things around us."
"..." Xia Mi said nothing and lowered his head, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
She felt that there were too many things about the person in front of her that she didn't understand.
One second he was joking with her calmly, and in the next moment he felt sad for a girl he had never met.
Then he advised her to cherish the person in front of her. It was really... so confusing. It seemed like he could see through everything she was thinking.
"Senior Brother Lu..."
After a long time, she said, "Who is the person you are talking about?"
"Looking back suddenly," Lu Mingfei pointed to a place not far away, "The man was there, in a dimly lit place."
Xia Mi looked in the direction of his finger.
Chu Zihang's stern profile was as hard as iron in the sun.
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On the first floor of the principal's office, there is a huge oak conference table among the bookshelves. There are so many people around the table that people in the back row have to stand in attendance.
More than half of the professors from Kassel College attended this meeting. Some old faces had never appeared on campus before, and they were as pale as if they were dug out of ancient tombs.
Everyone wears an ancient silver ring on the little finger of their left hand. The pattern on the ring is "Half-Dead World Tree", the school emblem of Kassel College.
Guderian also got the opportunity to attend, but was squeezed into a corner. He carefully looked at the expressionless old faces, pinched his empty little finger, and his face flushed with excitement.
The ancient silver ring is the exclusive honor of "lifelong professor". After students in Kassel become full professors, professors who have performed teaching duties for thirty consecutive years and can be regarded as educational models can add the word "lifetime" before the title of "professor". And Guderian also won the title of "Professor" because he brought out Lu Mingfei, an outstanding student.
But it's just "professor", which means temporary employment and becoming a full-time employee. There is no word "lifelong".
"Oh my God! That's Doug Jones, the core expert of the Manhattan Project! He's a milestone in the history of nuclear physics! I thought he was dead!" Guderian poked Manstein next to him with his elbow.<
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"And Jean Gruss, my God! Is it really him? He was the one who allowed the United States to land on the moon before the Soviet Union! And he refused the Nobel Prize!"
"I'm about to faint! Give me a hand, that's Blair Binat, known as the "King Solomon of Mathematics"!" Guderian tried to lower his voice, but his voice was trembling.
"Don't act like a countryman coming to the city!" Manstein had to reprimand him in a low voice, "No! You are now like a star-struck girl facing Dygaga!"
"But I'm not even a star-chasing girl in front of them!" Guderian said seriously, "I know that they are all tenured professors of Kassel College, I just didn't expect... that they are all still alive!" "As a hybrid, it is natural to live longer than ordinary humans. It is nothing to be surprised about."
"And all they can think about is research, and they can't even talk about having a life. If possible, they would be willing to let their limbs degenerate and only have a brain left to think... Do you want to become like them?"
"I don't want to..." Guderian scratched his head.
Manstein expressed his appreciation for this academically crazy old friend for still retaining a shred of sanity.
Although they had known each other since childhood and both graduated from Harvard, Manstein's path was completely different from Guderian's.
He has always been an active community activist and minored in business school and law school. When he was young and not bald, he was a man of the hour on Harvard campus.
At that time, Guderian was a gray-headed academic dog, always hiding in laboratories and libraries, dreaming of becoming a great scientist.
The level of the two of them many years later is very telling, even though Manstein's graduation thesis was written by Guderian's help.
But now Manstein is already a professor of politics at Kassel College and the director of the Discipline Committee. Guderian has just received the title of "professor".
Manstein always wanted to find a good opportunity to teach his old friend how to walk his own life path... Although Guderian's life path was probably half over...
"How do I deserve to be like them?" Guderian was as shy as a young girl who was in love with her idol. "All I want in this life is to serve tea and water for the lunatics who are running towards the truth..."
Manstein silently held his forehead, not knowing how to describe the powerless feeling in his heart.
"Quiet." Angers clicked the copper bell in front of him.
Guderian and Manstein shut their mouths knowingly. In fact, from the beginning of the meeting to now, they were the only ones chatting, and most of the participants were as solemn as dead parents... <
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And those "tenured professors" who live in seclusion at the top of academic circles have expressionless faces... just like their dead parents.
"What level of dragons can do this?" Angers looked around and broke the silence.
"Are you sure it was caused by the Dragon Clan?" Doug Jones, chairman of the Department of Physics, considered his words.
"Look at this photo. In just a few seconds, the entire metal structure of the train station roof almost collapsed. The huge shear stress flow destroyed the metal parts from the inside in an instant."
Angers placed a high-precision black and white photo on the table. The twisted aluminum beams had an unusually ferocious beauty. "Although I don't know why, the dragon finally chose to stop, but we took this photo at the discovery site."
Photo."
"This is by no means an ordinary earthquake that can explain the past."
Angers glanced at the white-haired old man on the left side of the conference table, "Gruss, tell me about your analysis results."
"Ghostly stress." Gruss said only six words.
"Ghost-like stress?" The professors looked at each other. Although it came from the mouth of a top expert in the academic world, the description was too unbelievable.
"The internal defects of metal are like invisible weaknesses. If the external force is applied very cleverly and the shear stress is abnormally concentrated at the defect, extremely bad consequences will occur, such as curling, tearing and interruption, and a chain reaction will occur.
"Effect," Gruss looked around, "Does any of you understand the ancient boxing techniques of the East?"
No one answered. The thinking of academic geniuses is so elegant and can be traced back to ancient Eastern boxing techniques. The professors all feel like they are floating in the clouds without touching the ground.
Gruss was very satisfied with this reaction, which just shows that his research on mechanics is extremely advanced. "The ancient Orientals, especially the Chinese, were good at boxing. Legend has it that they could break hard objects with their fists, such as
Talk about huge rocks."
"The key to success lies in the location and technique of hitting. You must hit the most vulnerable place with delicate force."
"The Chinese call that location the 'eye' or 'hole'. Rocks have rock eyes, and steel also has steel eyes."
"Pour power into the eyes like running water, triggering stress inside the target. The result of the stress concentration is that the entire target is shattered or even turned into powder instantly. This is a miracle in mechanics." Gruss talked eloquently. p>