dragon raja

Social evening

Lu Mingfei wrapped himself in the quilt and wanted to fall asleep, but he was surprisingly alert. The light was still on on the upper bunk, and he could hear the sound of papers shuffling. He rolled over and over and said, "Hey."

"I'm very busy. If it's nothing important, we can talk about it tomorrow morning." Finkel obviously hadn't slept and was unusually serious.

"It's just reading a book, can you talk? Will you die if you talk?" Lu Mingfei said.

"Reading" Finkel was stunned.

Lu Mingfei leaned over and glanced up. "Hey! Can you not be so outrageous at this late hour?"

Finger's bed sheet was piled with US dollars. He was counting the money in piles, with an obsessed smile on his face. Every time he counted a pile, he tore a piece of paper from his so-called favorite philosophy book and tied it up.

"I won." Finkel explained, I knew you would bring me good luck! If it weren't for that greedy guy Manstein, I would have won more."

"There's something I don't understand, do you have time to explain it to me?" Lu Mingfei said.

"I'm a little hungry, 'S' level, can you swipe your card to buy me some cream soup?" Finkel said

"Robber!" Lu Mingfei grabbed the phone, "Two servings of puff pastry cream soup! I want a big piece of cheesecake instead!"

"Junior brother, you seem to have some 'S'-level heroic spirit!" Finkel clapped his hands. "If you encounter any difficult questions, you can consult the Kassel College Yellow Pages.

Finkel patted his chest again and said, "It's me."

Lu Mingfei organized his words in his mind, "Did someone really die?"

"The Night's Watch has never made a mistake. In fact, the Executive Office is not as dangerous as you think. Most of the time, they are like a group of archaeologists, flying around the world to check if there are any dragon relics in ancient tombs and newly discovered documents. In the past ten years, there seemed to be several deaths due to tomb collapses during tomb robbing, but this time is probably different." Finkel shrugged. "If they really found the Bronze City, it should be the tomb of Dragon King Norton. The Dragon Tomb is very dangerous. There is a legend that everyone who entered the Dragon Tomb in the past had to sacrifice at least one person. This is the curse of the dragon clan."

“Someone dies every time?”

"I don't know. The academy won't easily open the records of entering the Dragon Tomb to students." Finkel spread his hands. "Besides, I'm only an 'F' grade. If you ask to see it, I guess you can."

"Have you ever worried about dying?" Lu Mingfei asked tentatively.

Finkel thought for a moment and asked, "Are you worried about eating caterpillars in your burger?"

"nonsense!"

"Of course I'll be worried to death. This is a normal reaction for everyone."

"Then why doesn't anyone want to drop out?" Lu Mingfei sighed, "I think they are all very sad."

"What do you Chinese say? The death of a rabbit makes the fox mourn? It's true that the people of Kassel Academy are very supportive of slaying the dragon. Does slaying a dragon add experience points? Obviously not. The salary of the executive department is not bad, but it can't make up for the danger of dying, right? But you also saw that there must be problems with the mission in China, but no one wants to leave crying." Finkel asked firmly, "What kind of spirit is this?"

“You guys really have ideals and ambitions,” Lu Mingfei said firmly, “but I don’t seem to have any of these things.”

"Bah, ideals and ambitions are what you eat?" Finkel curled his lips in disdain and looked out the window. Many windows of the dormitory building in District 2 in the distance were still lit. It seemed that this was a night when many people could not sleep. "In fact, everyone has their own reasons, each of them is different, but in the final analysis, many people in this academy hate their dragon bloodline."

"You hate dragon blood? How could that be? You all look cooler than the other!"

"Do you know why Manstein and our mentor Guderian are best friends? Because they graduated from the same mental hospital."

"Wait!" Lu Mingfei shouted, "What mental hospital?"

"The thinking of dragon hybrids is different from that of ordinary people. It is difficult for us to integrate into the ordinary crowd. Guderian and Manstein were considered mentally ill because they showed extraordinary qualities when they were young. They were kept in the hospital until they were 15 years old. That's why Kassel Academy calls itself another choice. If you choose Kassel Academy, you have to say goodbye to your ordinary life, and the only thing you can do here is to slay dragons. Because the dragons hate dragon hybrids the most. We have the abilities of dragons, but our hearts are human. We are a group of people living in the cracks, and we can't please both sides."

"Yes," Lu Mingfei thought, "You are neither human nor dragon."

"You are not a human being, and your whole family is not a human being"

"Actually, what you said makes sense. If my parents were from the academy, they would both look like they had dragon tails."

Luffy clearly agreed that Finkel was used to this junior brother's thicker skin than the city wall, and he himself was not thin-skinned either. "For example, Chu Zihang. People in the academy say that he is extremely repressed. He has always endured not to expose the difference between himself and ordinary people. He has been searching the entire Internet for information about dragons since high school. He is one of the few people who have taken the initiative to contact Kassel Academy in recent years. At first, they didn't believe that there would be a hybrid with such a high purity of dragon blood. So this guy must have had an extremely repressed childhood. Now that he has found the organization, of course he has to fight bravely to slay the dragon. Among the people who went to China this time, there was also a Japanese girl named Shude Aki. Speaking of which, she was my classmate at the time. I always thought she liked me very much. She was also sent to the United States by her family from Japan because she was different from ordinary people since she was a child. According to Japanese tradition, she was ominous, so her family didn't come to see her. Her childhood was so miserable that it could be written into a tragic novel."

"Where's Caesar? He doesn't look stuffy at all."

"Oh, Caesar is an exception. His full name is Caesar Gattuso. The Gattuso family is a famous Italian noble family. It is said that they have produced seven or eight dukes, but unfortunately none of them succeeded in ascending the throne of Italy. The Gattuso family always thought that they should produce an emperor.

Later, they discovered that young Caesar had a strong temperament and talents in mathematics and fighting. His thinking logic was very different from that of ordinary children, but the elders of the Gattuso family were all pleased because they felt that kings must be different from ordinary people from birth. Although it is not the era of kings, it should be no problem to think that the Prime Minister of Italy, so Caesar received the best education and the most care since he was a child. He was promoted from Eton College and finally chose Cassel College between Cambridge and Cassel College. He did not come here because he was lonely and different, but because he felt that it was more challenging and suitable for someone as strong as him.

The first thing he said when he entered school was: "You can challenge me, but I'm ready to laugh at you!"

Lu Mingfei silently covered his face, "What was the first sentence I said when I entered school?"

"If we count from the moment you boarded the train, I remember you said, oh, how luxurious!"

“I never thought your fluffy head had such an outstanding memory!” Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, “What about Nuonuo?”

"You call her so affectionately! It's a pity that I don't know much about the past of Caesar's girlfriend you're thinking about. The only news is that she has a very wealthy family, but she always tells others that she has no family. She also has a younger brother who never grows up. His name is GATES, nicknamed [Key], which is exactly the opposite of his name. That little guy can open all the doors in the world." Finkel showed an expectant look. "I often think that if I'm poor enough to rob a bank in the future, I'll ask him for help. Oh, and there are some strange things. Her mentor is Professor Mans Rundstedt of the Executive Department, but her guardian before she was 18 was Professor Guderian, so she has been working part-time on campus with Professor Guderian."

"Isn't her family rich? He drives a Ferrari sports car!"

"Who knows? Don't you think she actually has a lot on her mind?" Finkel showed a sly look, "Be careful, she can get really crazy sometimes! If you try to use your privilege of pursuing a girl for three months without being rejected, she might agree!"

"Will Caesar beat him?"

"Caesar is the type of man who treats his brothers like limbs and women like clothes!"

Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered, "Chu Zihang talked to me today!"

"I know, we all know," Finkel brought over another notebook and connected to the homepage of Kassel College. The headline news was "SvsA! Passionate stare!" The background of the picture was a field of lit white candles. Two people smiled at each other with bright candlelight in their eyes. One was the rookie king Lu Mingfei, and the other was the Lionheart Club president Chu Zihang.

Lu Mingfei covered his face. "Are there paparazzi in this college? Do they suspect my s****l orientation?"

“I won’t read the second piece of news.”

Lu Mingfei turned to the second news item. The accompanying picture showed him and Finkel leaning against the wall of the library side by side, with a girl in translucent pajamas whose body looked like a small tree in their sight. The title was "A gaze as deep as the sea".

"What a great Chinese [As Deep as the Sea]."

"Is there anything better?"

"Stop!" Lu Mingfei waved his hands fiercely. "Listen to me. I want to say that Chu Zihang invited me to join the Lionheart Club and said that I would be the next president after him? But Qilan said that I should join the Freshman Association. Do you people in this college want to pay your respects? Can you survive if you don't pay your respects? Which one is better to pay your respects to?"

Finkel rolled his eyes and looked at the roof, as if this was a huge problem. After a long time, he said, "Let's analyze the current situation. You did too much in the incident of decrypting the map. You also passed the 3E test and were awarded the President's Scholarship by the principal himself. You are too famous. If it were in the Middle Ages, a young and promising dragon slayer like you would have been awarded the status of knight. So various organizations are trying to win you over. The Freshman Fraternity will offer you the condition of respecting you as the boss. This is easy to understand. Freshmen don't want to be caught between the Lionheart Club and the Student Union. The Lionheart Club and the Student Union both want to recruit new members. Once the people in the Freshman Fraternity are separated, they will have to become each other's opponents. Qilan seems to have some organizational skills, but he is not as cool as you and does not have the leadership charisma."

"Charisma? Me?"

"You know Liu Chan, right?"

"I didn't expect you to know Chinese history. Of course I know."

"You are the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Liang wanted to attack Wei, why didn't he become the leader himself, but recommended Liu Chan?"

"Because Liu Chan's father is Liu Bei, and Liu Bei is Wang's uncle"

"Then you can use Liu Chan as an analogy for yourself, and Qilan can be your Zhuge Liang."

"Hello!"

"Compared to Chu Zihang's offer, it is more tempting. He wants to train you to be his successor. You know that the status of the Lionheart Club in the school was originally higher than that of the Student Union. If it weren't for the emergence of a genius president like Caesar, the two could not be compared. The president of the Lionheart Club is basically always the most talented young man. I heard that the principal's eldest brother Menek was the first president of the Lionheart Club. So everyone thinks that the principal is partial to the Lionheart Club. Becoming the president of the Lionheart Club will establish a good start for your heroic path!"

“Bah! What hero’s path? Are you crazy? I’m just thinking about how I can survive in this academy.” Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

"What else can we do? In short, among the clubs with the largest number of members, only Caesar's Student Union has not invited you, and you secretly have a crush on his girlfriend. Although he is a brave man who can treat his girlfriend as a piece of clothing, he only has one piece of clothing, and he may not be willing to wear it with you. If you want to survive, it seems that hugging Chu Zihang's big thick legs is no solution. If you don't have a backer, Caesar's little brothers will beat you to a pulp in physical education class!"

At the moment when Lu Mingfei was sweating coldly, he heard a "ding" sound on his notebook, which was a reminder that a new email had come in. He opened the new email and was suddenly stunned.

Dear RicandoMLu:

On behalf of the President of the Student Union, Caesar Gattuso, I solemnly invite you to attend the dinner and social dance to be held at Amber Hall tomorrow night at 18:00. The student union will attend as a group to pay tribute to the rare S-level students of Kassel College in many years. In addition, Caesar Gattuso looks forward to communicating with you privately.

Please wear formal attire.

Your most sincere friend

Chen Motong

Finkel took a look and was also stunned for a long time. "Liu Chan, Sima Zhao came to ask you to dance. Now three clubs have set their eyes on you."

Lu Mingfei raised his head and stroked his messy head, "Brother, do you have a formal suit I can borrow?"

Amber Hall turned on all the lights at nightfall. Looking through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the light of the crystal chandelier was brilliant and blurred. This was a villa building with a Gothic spire, the roof was covered with crimson tiles, and the walls were covered with Indian granite. In front of the door was a rain-proof walkway supported by huge arches. Under each arch there were finely carved angels, either meditating or smiling. In front of the door was a limestone Seraph statue holding a flaming sword and spreading six wings, bathing in the autumn drizzle. The young cadres of the Student Union were all wearing black dresses, with white handkerchiefs or crimson roses in their coat pockets. They stood in the corridor and looked around as if they were waiting for someone.

"Oh my god! Is the house where Caesar lives enough for 100 of us to live in?" Lu Mingfei exclaimed from 500 meters away: "Capitalist society is a cannibalistic society."

"Actually, Caesar doesn't always live here. This is the villa he rented as a venue for student union activities. He didn't have to pay rent before, and he was able to win the right to use Norton Hall almost every year. Now Norton Hall belongs to you." Finkel was dressed in a black suit. He was actually a tall guy, but his soul was a little wretched. This outfit made his arms look broad and long, and he had German-style gray eyebrows and eyes. He tied his messy hair into a small braid behind his head, revealing a handsome forehead. He stood behind Lu Mingfei like a bodyguard.

"Then why don't we move to Norton Hall?" Lu Mingfei thought of this.

"It seems that after Caesar moves out, you will have to spend tens of thousands of dollars to repair the furniture, and there will be expensive heating bills and property taxes. If you are willing to pay this money, I would actually be happy to move in. I would be happy to accompany you if you ask me to."

"roll!"

"No problem, big brother, you are the boss. If you want me to leave, I will leave immediately." Finkel turned around and left immediately.

Lu Mingfei hurriedly pulled him back, "Brother, why are you so serious?" I was just talking nonsense, like "f**k you", in Chinese it's just a way to vent your emotions. If you don't accompany me in, are you asking me to fight the wolves alone? "

"The difference between one sheep and two sheep entering a wolf pack is that the wolves are more full in the latter case"

"What do you think Caesar wants?"

"It looks like he spent a lot of money! Just look at the fact that his brothers are all wearing Armani or Zegna suits, wearing Montblanc or Constantine watches, and the cars parked in front of the door are either Aston Martins or Jaguars." Finkel shook his school uniform, which was obviously too small to cover him. "Compared to our two rented formal clothes, I think Caesar is going to show off his wealth to you, or he is going to slap US dollars in your face and tell you to either follow him to make a living or shine his shoes right now!"

"I hope he doesn't have smelly feet."

"Your absence is really outrageous!" Finger sighed. "What are you waiting for? They have already set up the Hongmen Banquet, and the two of us are still hiding in the bushes. Do you really not want to be Liu Bang but only Liu Chan? Do you know that there are a lot of mosquitoes in the bushes in autumn?"

"Let me use my inner energy to suppress my panic!" Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and stepped forward to practice Qigong.

"Hey, there's a new situation!" Finkel exclaimed, and waved his hand randomly. Several agile figures jumped out from the bushes on the other side, holding digital SLRs, and rushed over to take pictures, with magnesium lights flashing everywhere.

"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei opened his eyes. "Hey! Why are there paparazzi here?"

"The part-time journalists of Kassel Campus Network are all my subordinates. You remember that I am the editor-in-chief of Kassel Campus News Channel!" Finkel took out a portable telescope from his pocket.

The focus of the spotlight and the eyes was a pickup truck that was backing up and approaching the main entrance of Amber Hall. No one knew what was on it, and it was covered with a thick tarp. One of the student union cadres stepped forward and handed a check that was obviously very important to the pickup driver. The pickup driver gave a thumbs up and started the hydraulic system for unloading. The tarp was suddenly opened by the student union cadres, and bright red dripped from the cargo hold of the pickup truck like a waterfall. Under the bright evening sky, this bright color looked thrilling.

Lu Mingfei finally saw it clearly. It was thousands of roses, freshly picked, with fresh dew, scattered in front of the Amber Pavilion.

The cadres of the Student Union brought the wicker baskets that had been prepared long ago from Amber Hall, picked out the long-stemmed roses one by one and stacked them tightly in the wicker baskets. The roses clustered together to form huge flower balls. After filling each basket, they placed the flower basket under a pillar. In the end, they collected the remaining broken ones that could not be used, rolled them up with tarps, and threw them back into the cargo hold of the pickup truck. Now there are dozens of flower baskets and tens of thousands of roses in front of Amber Hall. The cadres of the Student Union still stand there with their hands behind their backs, looking around, waiting for the guests to come.

"Caesar even prepared roses for you. See how much he loves and values you!" Finkel sighed.

"I think your values are not right!" Lu Mingfei's hands and feet trembled, thinking, "Not really, not really, this man looks so normal, his face is firm like a famous dictator in ancient Rome, but why do I remember that the dictator mentioned in the pirated history booklet also has some problems? I heard that he likes the young politician Brutus who killed him in the end? Oh my God! How wrong are the values of Italians. I am normal, right? I like the literary novel girl Chen Wenwen. Lu Mingfei's mind was in a mess. Could it be that I pretended to be a "sunset" too much with Lu Mingze, so I have a feminine air? When he thought of this, he slapped himself all over, trying to wipe away the invisible feminine air. The cadres of the student union looked cold, but they didn't seem to be unkind. They chatted with the part-time reporters of the campus network very politely and answered their questions. The reporters all showed expressions of joy and envy, and recorded them hard in their little notebooks, and then a group of people took photos in the flower basket. The reporters all gave thumbs up to express their praise. Lu Mingfei looked at their mouth shapes and seemed to be saying "good", "great", "touched" and so on.

"Your sister is so touched!" Lu Mingfei wanted to turn around and run away.

"I don't think this is the first time I've heard you greet my sister, but I don't have a sister." Someone said indifferently behind them.

Lu Mingfei and Finkel turned around together and saw a girl standing behind them. She was wearing a dark purple suit, a moon-white silk blouse, purple stockings, a full set of custom-made jewelry inlaid with gold and amethysts, her dark red hair was neatly combed, she was wearing ten-centimeter-high Mary Jane high heels, and she was carrying a black umbrella. The rain poured down along the edge of the umbrella, making her look like she was caged in a veil.

Nuonuo, or Chen Motong, no one knew when she started standing behind them.

"Ah! Aren't you supposed to be waiting for us in the Amber Pavilion?" Finkel was stunned. "What are you doing here?"

"Of course it's because I took a shortcut. I'm a girl. Do you think I'm here to pee like you guys?" Nuonuo curled her lips.

"What's that?" Finkel was puzzled.

"I saw you two hunched over facing the bushes," Nono shrugged. "So I made an association and planned to scare you."

“How can a girl like you have such a disgusting association?” Lu Mingfei was devastated.

"Since you're not doing that, then your hands are clean?" Nuonuo ignored him.

Finkel smelled his fingers. "It just smells like I ate butter biscuits this afternoon and didn't wash my hands."

"That's good!" Nuonuo grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand with one hand and Finkel's hand with the other hand, and without saying anything, he strode out of the bushes and headed straight for the door of Amber Hall. The student union cadres waiting at the door saw the distinguished guests who had been waiting, and all showed their gratified smiles. They immediately formed two teams and clapped loudly in the middle. Lu Mingfei and Finkel were two men who couldn't resist. Lu Mingfei was pulled by the slender and soft hand. I wondered in my heart whether Mu Guiying had captured Yang Zongbao alive that year? What did the storytelling say? Did the master Mu Guiying mention that the young white-robed general of the Yang family who had no way of feeling well ran straight to the gate of his own village and then threw off his horse. He shouted, "Tie the little one up for me!"

As he thought about it, an almost idiotic smile appeared on his face.

At this moment he heard clear and powerful applause, which stood out among all the applause. He looked up and saw Caesar standing at the end of the corridor in a white suit. His hair was shining like gold, and the lace scarf in his collar was inlaid with rhinestones. There was a dead and cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was hard to tell whether it was a welcome or a mockery.