There was silence in the conference room. The copper bell that Ander smashed on the wall showed the school directors how powerful he was. Beowulf's eyes lit up. He and Ender didn't like this dull school very much.
Therefore, he is also a perennial missing person and rarely attends school board meetings.
"Come on, you guys always talk high-sounding words," Beowulf said, defining the incident: "Tom Riddle acted first this time, I don't think there is any problem."
The Beowulf family is the executioner in the Secret Party and is a member of the Secret Party. When he heard what he said, Elisabeth Laurent, who was sitting next to Angers, immediately rang the bell and said: "Support."
Angers nodded and also rang the bell: "I support it too."
The school director of the Riddle family looked at Gattuso with an ugly expression. The corners of Frost's mouth twitched slightly. The Riddle family was not polite in this matter, and he could not speak. He just waved calmly to the waiter at the door.
Wave:
"Take Mr. Riddle down to bandage it." Frost glared at Riddle angrily, and the other person lowered his head with a pale face and followed the waiter out.
"Hey, this poor kid can't participate in this project." Ender pretended to sigh, and Riddle's name had quietly disappeared from the Nibelungen Project.
A school director left, but the inspection in the name of the banquet continued.
Lu Mingfei pushed Ling, who had just knocked out the bodyguard, back to the center of the birthday party. Chu Zihang negotiated with the remaining bodyguards there and helped send Tom to the hospital. Xia Mi followed him, tilting his head and looking at it.
Holding Tom's body.
"I knew you were fine." Caesar came over with a glass of champagne. He had already changed his clothes. His long hair, which was originally messy due to the cake fight, was tied into a bunch behind his head: "After all, you are the ace of our student union.
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Lu Mingfei scratched his head. He couldn't figure out what happened. He just felt his head was dizzy and Tom Riddle fell to the ground. He felt a bit like an old man who had touched porcelain.
"Forget it, I won't bother you anymore, I'll go over there and have a look." Caesar winked and walked to the left of the two of them with a smile. Lu Mingfei noticed that Nono was not with Caesar. Caesar was alone.
It looks somewhat lonely.
The next second, three or four girls hugged Caesar, shattering the feeling of loneliness.
"I don't think this place is suitable for me..." Lu Mingfei smiled bitterly. Although the surroundings were very lively, there were not many people around him and Ling. It was like a deformed vacuum area.
Probably what happened just now scared these proud people and made them a little more in awe of Lu Mingfei.
"Then come with me for a walk." Ling whispered, Lu Mingfei nodded, and the two of them walked outside the lawn.
This manor has a very typical French classical garden, with waterways running through it and dividing the garden into several areas. Shrubs are trimmed into beautiful geometric shapes, and the lawn is patterned and dotted with gorgeous flowers.
The garden is very large, and the secret party's extraordinary financial resources are evident in every aspect. The only drawback is that it is too flat and grand. Lu Mingfei, a child who grew up in southern China, is not used to this style.
Lu Mingfei started the conversation between the two. After spending so much time together, he knew that Ling was the kind of child who couldn't speak as long as he didn't speak.
"Thank you very much during the final exam," Lu Mingfei scratched his cheek: "If it weren't for you and me, I would have failed the dragon genealogy course."
Dragon genealogy is the first difficulty that most Kassel students of history encounter. The most basic knowledge point is the four kings and their 108 named descendants.
How pitiful God is, how can he remember who the fourth heir of the King of Earth and Mountain is? This heir has several third-generation and several fourth-generation offspring.
The dragon in this world is a wonderful creature, or an evil creature. Lu Mingfei, who has studied dragon genealogy, has no doubt about Ender's judgment. These dragons are all a group of demon shapeshifters.
Each line of dragons has different characteristics, or in other words, no dragon is biologically similar, just like a group of humans, some have wings and some have horns.
Dragon genealogy teaches you how to use a few illogical characteristics to determine which family this dragon is a member of.
Look at Professor Manstein, he has been studying dragon genealogy for so many years and has lost all his hair.
Zero listened quietly to Lu Mingfei's complaints. This girl is an excellent listener. You couldn't even see any inclination towards this matter from her face. It was only after Lu Mingfei finished speaking that
Asked: "Long, will you have children?"
Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, wondering why Zero would ask this question, and then thought of what the middle-aged professor of dragon physiology said: "Dragon, in fact, has no gender."
Gender is ultimately a more efficient way of genetic evolution, relying on meiosis to create reproductive cells and create more diverse offspring. This is a mutation method evolved by nature.
But dragons are the fourth category of creatures that do not belong to any known creatures, and gender is even a burden for their bodies that have evolved to the extreme.
"Probably not," Lu Mingfei looked up at the waterway and the stone carvings on the side. The theme of the stone carvings was very secret. It was St. George slaying the dragon. Lu Mingfei even saw a hint of arrogance on the face of the statue.
Principal Re's shadow: "Didn't it say that the dragon was made by the Black King?"
"It's probably like in movies or games. A bunch of dragon eggs are placed in the hatching pool. When the time is up, they explode and the little dragons come out." Lu Mingfei enjoyed such a scene. He was a scumbag.
Only at this time can thinking make such a leap.
It sounds very similar to the springtails in StarCraft. Lu Mingfei thought, maybe Blizzard also has hybrids?
Ling listened to Lu Mingfei's random talk. Now it has moved from the Zerg in StarCraft to the twins on the throne. There is a faint possibility of developing into a strange place.
Ling came over and gently held Lu Mingfei's hand. Maybe dragons don't have love, but human beings are emotional animals that are in heat all year round. They will always give themselves a reason to risk their lives for some inner impulse.
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"You seem to owe me a dance." Ling smiled. Her original coldness was like a glacier under the scorching sun, melting slowly. The tide brought by the greenhouse effect rushed into Lu Mingfei's heart, making this young man express himself at this moment.
Has amazing emotional intelligence.
"You can do it now," Lu Mingfei hugged Ling's waist. The impulse disappeared in a flash, and he hesitated a little more in his heart: "I mean... uh, I'm sorry before... uh, anytime..."
Zero pressed Lu Mingfei's lips: "Don't talk, it will ruin the scenery."