Chapter 153: What level do you use to hit Interstellar with the red dot? (Return
Falling, falling again.
"Ahhhhh!"
Lu Mingfei shouted and jumped up from his chair. His head seemed to hit something hard, and the two made a crisp sound during the collision.
"Ouch!"
"ah!"
A sharp pain hit him, and Lu Mingfei quickly covered the top of his head. Through his tearful eyes, he saw a red-haired figure running out.
"Senior, I'm sorry!"
Lu Mingfei covered his head and shouted behind Nono. All he could think about was whether he would fail the exam if he injured the teacher who was invigilating the exam.
The only thing that responded to him was Nuonuo's low whimpering and a resentful look back at him before leaving.
"Don't worry, she probably hit her tongue. She went to the infirmary." Manstein, who was standing aside, walked over slowly and took away the manuscript paper on Lu Mingfei's desk. "Do you want to go to the infirmary too?
Want to take a look at the room?"
"Senior, are you okay?"
"It's just a broken tongue. Don't underestimate the recovery ability of mixed breeds." Manstein didn't care. According to the regulations, Nono should not get too close to the candidates. This incident can be regarded as a lesson to her.
Lu Mingfei then looked around and found that he was the only one left in the classroom. He grinned and covered his head and asked:
"What about the rest?"
"The exam is over, and you slept until noon." Manstein raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he had seen a student who could sleep for so long during the 3E exam.
Manstein waved his hand and signaled Lu Mingfei to walk out of the examination room, "We will have a rest this afternoon and the military training will continue tomorrow."
Lu Mingfei walked out of the examination room with the bag on his head that was knocked out by Nono's chin. A petite figure stood at the door, holding a plastic bag.
"Ling, why are you here?" Lu Mingfei waved at Ling. Thinking about it carefully, this is the first girl who has been so close to him.
Ling still looked cold. She picked up the plastic bag in her hand and stuffed it into Lu Mingfei's hand.
"The rice is hot." The words were short but heart-warming.
"Ah, thank you, thank you." Lu Mingfei opened his mouth and hurriedly said thanks, "I will repay you with a spring of water. If you need anything in the future, feel free to come to me."
Taking the plastic bag, the outline should be the roasted elbow and mashed potatoes with sauerkraut that are often found in the canteen. The rugged German delicacies are radiating warm heat from the tinfoil-wrapped box.
"Thank you so much. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first..." Lu Mingfei was a little uncomfortable with the current atmosphere and found a reason to leave.
"After the military training..." Zero finally spoke, his tone was stiff, as if he was negotiating with a terrorist, "There is a dance at Norton Hall, and you will be my dance partner."
Zero's tone seemed to be announcing something extremely ordinary, but Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the plastic bag in his hand.
"Is this considered physical compensation?" he murmured to himself.
"What?" Zero's voice startled Lu Mingfei. He quickly grabbed the bag, nodded repeatedly, and responded:
"No problem, I will definitely come, absolutely come!"
The petite Zero always gives people a feeling that cannot be rejected, and people cannot object to her opinions.
Lu Mingfei, who was holding something, was about to leave, but Ling stretched out his hand, stood on tiptoes, and gently touched the top of Lu Mingfei's head.
"It won't hurt anymore." Zero's voice brushed against Lu Mingfei's cheek along with the scent, making him forget the pain in his head for a moment.
"Thank you... thank you." Lu Mingfei felt his ears burning with heat. He hurriedly said goodbye to Ling and returned to the dormitory without stopping.
The dormitory was still the same as before. The messy beds and garbage made Lu Mingfei regain some consciousness. On the upper bunk bed, a quilt ball squirmed, and Fingel emerged from it.
"Congratulations, you beat up the senior sister, dated the junior school girl, and became the most handsome boy in the college."
"What?" Lu Mingfei put the plastic bag containing the elbows on the bed without knowing why.
"Look at this." Fingel stuck his head out and showed him the pictures on his laptop. "It's gone viral on the school forum. Thanks to you, the performance of the Propaganda Department this month has been completed ahead of schedule."
Lu Mingfei looked at the photos on the computer. One of them was a photo of Nono covering her mouth and running out of the classroom, with an innocent-looking Lu Mingfei behind her. The other photo showed Ling standing on tiptoes and stroking Lu Mingfei's head.
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"If Nono wasn't my good brother, I would have turned you into a scumbag who jumped back and forth between the sexy senior and the cool senior."
Fingel made an exaggerated move, "That will bring a lot of traffic. Unfortunately, if I do this, I will be hung up and beaten by Nono and Caesar."
"And theoretically speaking, the student union is still my boss. You can't spread scandals, otherwise you will be kicked out of the gang."
Lu Mingfei sat down angrily. Without washing his hands, he took out a piece of meat from the tinfoil package in the plastic bag and stuffed it into his mouth.
He felt very hungry and needed to replenish his energy.
"You're so embarrassed...what would you think if you had an alien uncle?" Lu Mingfei recalled what he saw during the exam and wanted to find someone to share it with.
"Are you talking about Mr. Ander? He just posted a message on the Night Watch forum about you." Fingel exposed Lu Mingfei's disguise mercilessly, and he was still fighting with pickles after a straight shot.
Lu Mingfei.
"What?!" After hearing this, Lu Mingfei was like a middle school boy whose parents dug out his diary, waving his greasy hands at an incredible speed and opening the computer.
"Where is it? What did he post?" Lu Mingfei looked through the posts on the Night Watch forum. Since the 3E exam results had not been released, he could only enter the Night Watch forum as a tourist.
"Just below the post analyzing whether you are S-class, his ID is called 'Brass Warhammer'. You can see it by scrolling down."
Fingel replied unhurriedly, now he was watching Anderfa's video on the forum.
The video seems to have been shot with a handheld DV player. Lu Mingfei is sitting on the sofa with a laptop in front of him, playing StarCraft on it.
The most eye-catching thing is that Lu Mingfei does not use a keyboard and mouse to operate, but uses the little red dot on his laptop to kill everyone in StarCraft.
Below are rows of responses.
War Priest: What level is this?
Truck driver: I don’t know, I don’t play games.
Deep Sea Trident: The spearmen are scattered quite well. I can't even do this operation with the mouse.
Watermelon Fried Chicken: So the S-class is actually better at reaction speed and flexibility?
"Who are the War Priest and the Truck Driver, and why do they have so many likes?" Lu Mingfei looked at his video and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a strange video.
"The war priest is Caesar, Caesar Gattuso, and the truck driver is Chu Zihang." Fingel replied, "You know Caesar, he is indeed a priest."
Lu Mingfei recalled the strange little church and nodded, "What about Chu Zihang? Why did you choose this name?"
Fingel rubbed his hair and showed a strange expression.
"Because he really knows how to drive a truck. During a mission that year, he drove a truck and crashed a Deadpool. Later, people from the logistics department had to use shovels to scoop up the Deadpool from the ground."