Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 153 Fingal and the ZZ1000 Express

Caesar pressed his hand.

There was a pause in the applause.

He is smiling.

That is a confident smile.

It is also a smile that can give people strength and direction.

"Let's put the S-class thing aside."

"Anyway, he happened after school started."

"Now is the time for the battle meeting."

Caesar said.

"I'm more interested in Chu Zihang than S-class."

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"join the community?"

On the phone is the admission notice sent by Norma.

Lu Mingfei was chatting with Ling about the club.

"Do you have to choose one?"

Lu Mingfei was in deep thought.

"By the way, Zero, the Student Council and the Lion Heart Club, which one do you go to?"

he asked the girl.

"I'm with you."

Zero said.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"Well, although I know it's your boss's intentions, it's really weird to say that directly."

Zero glanced at him.

Turning back expressionlessly.Lu Mingfei studied the admission requirements again.

"The words of the community."

he grumbled.

"Why is there no entrance for self-built new clubs?"

"Well, if I want to build a club by myself, who are you?"

"I'm with you."

"Alright alright."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"I shouldn't have asked."

They walked into the Chicago train station.

Lu Mingfei tried to ask for directions in his stuttering English.

"Hello, may I ask ZZ1..."

its stuck.

Lu Mingfei scratched his face.

How do you say ZZ1000 Express in English?

Seriously, it has been more than 20 years for Lu Mingfei to take the TOEFL test.

If it hadn’t been for Kassel’s implementation of the Chinese Campus Project, where both professors and students could speak authentic Chinese, Lu Mingfei might not have agreed to Professor Guderian’s invitation to enroll.

Learn a language from scratch, let him be spared, why don't you take care of yourself if you have the time?

"Hello, what is the CC1000 train..."

Zero stood up at the critical moment.

Lu Mingfei heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked at the 1.4-meter back of the girl who was calm and comfortable.

Her platinum hair was shining brightly.

There seemed to be songs in my ears.

Lu Mingfei blinked.

Either it seemed, or someone was singing.

He turned his head.

Raised eyebrows.

In the middle of the aisle where people come and go, a tall and thick man is sitting on the ground, saying something in a pitiful tone, the foreign language Lu Mingfei can’t understand, while shaking the KFC paper tube up and down , there were some fragments of coins inside, which made a crunching sound as the man shook, Lu Mingfei understood this, in martial arts, this is called a disciple of the beggar gang, an expert in beating dogs per capita, and individual elites can beat dragons , Anyway, it's just that it's hard to get along with the Chinese zodiac.

Lu Mingfei stroked his chin, and looked curiously at the outline of the man's body, especially staying on his protruding arms and chest.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too open and undisguised, and it seemed that the disciples of the Beggar Gang stationed at the entrance of the Chicago hall cast their gazes keenly here.

Both saw each other.

Just when Lu Mingfei was weighing whether he should make a move or say hello.

Seeing that the majestic Beggar Clan disciple turned pale, he dodged back with a dexterity that didn't match his size, and quickly distanced himself from Lu Mingfei like avoiding a plague god.

Lu Mingfei was at a loss.

He was still thinking about whether this person's brain was broken, when he heard Zero's iconic voice without ups and downs in tone.

"I have asked, but there is no information about train CC1000."

"No?"

"Well, it's not on the timetable, and no staff has ever heard of it."

"That's weird."

Lu Mingfei took out the train ticket sent by Kassel.

"Did we go to the wrong station?"

"But it says there's nothing wrong with the Chicago train station."

"Just to ask."

"You just mentioned train CC1000, right?"

"Yes."

Lu Mingfei raised his head, and the person who spoke was a man's voice, not Ling, who could it be?

A bearded face loomed before him.

Lu Mingfei could even smell a strange sour smell.

As soon as his face changed, he raised his hand and punched him.

"and many more!"

The bearded man exclaimed, speaking Chinese.

At the same time, he rolled around like a lazy donkey, narrowly dodging Lu Mingfei's punch.

"Scared me."

The bearded man lay on the ground and held his chest with one hand, panting.

"What's the matter with you! You hit people casually! What if something happens to me if my hands and feet are slow! You pay for the medical expenses!"

The bearded man was taken aback suddenly.

The eyeballs rolled around treacherously.

Simply ready to roll on the ground.

"Well, see clearly. ""

Lu Mingfei shook his fist.

"I didn't call out just now."

The bearded man looked at Lu Mingfei's fist for confirmation.

Then he laughed.

The smooth and smooth one got up from the ground.

It was as if the person who was going to roll on the ground before was not himself at all.

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

What a thick skin.

Zero looked at Lu Mingfei's fist.

He glanced at the bearded man without any trace.

She took two steps towards Lu Mingfei's side, and they were almost close to each other. At the same time, her small body was completely tense, ready to fight at any time.

"If I'm not mistaken, the two are juniors and juniors!"

The bearded man grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand enthusiastically.

But it was empty.

But who is he.

Seeing the bearded man holding the air and shaking up and down, his expression naturally did not show the slightest embarrassment.

Lu Mingfei once again had a new understanding of this person's face.

"Let me introduce myself, Finger, your senior."

The bearded man raised his chest and put on a serious expression. If his serious look hadn't been covered with ketchup on his collar, it would have been more convincing.

"Senior?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Cassell."

The beggar gang disciple who called himself Finger winked at Lu Mingfei ambiguously.

"ZZ1000 express trains, dedicated to running in Kassel, you should be the freshmen of this class."

"Oh, Cassel."

The more Lu Mingfei spoke, the lower his voice became.

The word "Senior" kept replaying in his mind.

On one side is Fingel winking.

On one side is Chu Zihang holding Cun Yu in his hand and looking back calmly.

Both are seniors.

Why is the gap so big!
Lu Mingfei suddenly had serious worries about his college life.

Originally, I thought that Kassel had been training dragon slayers for 100 years, even if not all the students were comparable to Chu Zihang, at least they were not far behind.

Especially after getting to know Zero, the girl's performance deepened Lu Mingfei's impression of Kassel.

The only two Kassel students he knew, one was more ruthless than the other, and the other was less talkative than the other. His mind was full of either killing or exploding, which perfectly fit the stereotype of a dragon slayer.

Until this unidentified creature with a big beard appeared.

What did Lu Mingfei hear?
He said he was also a student of Kassel?

Are the beggars going to rule over the mixed race?
"Student? Junior?"

The bearded man, oh, he shouldn't be called Finger anymore, he was looking at Lu Mingfei with concern, and was waving his hand back and forth in front of the boy.

Ling stepped forward, staring at him warily.

Fingel smiled awkwardly and withdrew his hand.

"Do you know how to beat a dog?"

Lu Mingfei asked suddenly.

"Beat the dog?"

Fingal blinked innocently.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"Since senior, you are also from Kassel."

Lu Mingfei showed him the ticket.

"It says train CC1000, why hasn't it come?"

"It's normal."

Finger waved his hand indifferently.

"Occasionally the train will be late, especially for a serf like me, when I go to school depends entirely on Norma's mood."

"The serf class?"

"Well, junior, you probably don't know that you are a freshman. People in Kassel are basically divided into ABCD classes according to their bloodlines. It's the same from students to professors. Different classes enjoy different treatment. Let's talk about this train. I heard that the top geniuses are always on call when they get off the train with just one phone call."

"Let me try."

"Hey junior, don't waste your energy, you haven't even gone to school, who can you turn to, besides your..."

"Norma, can I make a reservation for train CC1000?"

"Confirmed, the train has departed and is on its way. It will arrive in about three hours and 24 minutes."

"What, three more hours."

Lu Mingfei muttered.

He looked up, and saw Finger staring straight at the cell phone he had just put away with a ghostly expression on his face.

"What's the matter, senior?"

"Well, may I ask what your class is?"

"S-class."

Fingel gasped exaggeratedly.

Then without saying a word, he hugged Lu Mingfei's thigh like a tiger rushing for food.

Of course, no accident, Lu Mingfei dodged.

Lu Mingfei, who jumped some distance away, stared at him vigilantly.

"what are you doing!"

"Boss!"

Fingal burst into tears.

"Little brother, I have been in Kassel for seven years, and I have never seen such a wise and powerful man as you, boss!"

"Wait, seven years!"

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes wide.

"Isn't Kassel a four-year university?"

"I'm repeating a grade."

Fingel waved his hand.

"do not mind the details!"

"Hey, hey, it's too exaggerated to say that repeating a grade for three years!"

"Actually four years."

Fingal added.

"This year is the fourth year."

Lu Mingfei expressed admiration.

"From a certain point of view, you are also a talent to be able to do this."

"Where."

"I'm not praising you, you bastard!"

Fingel's face was serious.

"Boss!"

"I made a decision!"

"From today on I'll be with you!"

"I don't want to be born in the same year and the same day, but I want to be born in the same year and the same day..."

"Stop!"

Lu Mingfei said quickly.

"I feel like I'm going to outlive you."

He sighed.

"Just tell me, what do you want to do?"

Fingal took a deep breath.

"Can I say it?"

"Ah."

Fingal took another deep breath.

I saw his solemn tone.

"Boss, please treat me to dinner!"

"Little brother is starving to death!"

after an hour.

The orchestra in the corner of the restaurant played melodious tunes.

Soft lighting casts down.

Men and women in formal attire eat elegantly and smile without showing their teeth.

And the window position.

A guy who didn't know whether he should be a werewolf or a brown bear was wearing a napkin on his chest neatly, with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, he quickly and precisely cut the steak on the plate, swallowed it whole in just a few mouthfuls, and poured down a large amount of it in one gulp. With a glass of red wine, he finally leaned back satisfied.

"Your Excellency is very kind..."

Fingal burped.

"It's unforgettable."

Lu Mingfei cupped his fists.

"The strong man is too polite, it's not worth mentioning, it's really not worth mentioning."

The waiter who came to take away the tray hurriedly walked, not daring to turn his head.

"Speaking of which, this meal is still paid for at zero. If you want to thank her, you have to thank her."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Oh, that makes sense."

Finger looked at Ling who was sitting next to Lu Mingfei.

"Sister-in-law..."

Cut off in half.

He looks at zero.

Look at Lu Mingfei again.

Then look down and look at zero.

Fingal gasped.

He looked at Lu Mingfei with a strange look as if he was looking at garbage.

Fingel hesitated to speak.

"Student, although I appreciate your taste, there is a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not."

Lu Mingfei's face darkened.

"Then stop talking."

Lu Mingfei explained decisively.

"Zero and I are just ordinary classmates. We went to Kassel together. That's all. Don't think too much about it."

Fingal was visibly relieved.

"To be honest, junior, I almost wanted to call the police just now."

"But speaking of it, when did Cassel open the elementary school? Why..."

"What elementary school, Zero is 17 years old, okay?"

Fingal's eyes widened.

His gaze stayed on the top of the girl's head and face for a while.

He looked at Lu Mingfei seriously.

"Boss!"

"what."

"Don't think about it!"

Fingal is persuasive.

"You can eat Michelin-starred steakhouses as a buffet."

"If you seize the opportunity, maybe in this life..."

"It's over."

Lu Mingfei said angrily.

"What do you think I am, pervert?"

Fingel looked at him quietly.

"I warn you, if you look at me like this again, I will kill you."

Lu Mingfei was full of murderous looks.

"Hahaha, let's go back. The three-hour train is almost here."

Fingel changed the subject very naturally.

"Speaking of which, serf."

Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"What class are you? As for describing it as a serf."

"Oh, F la F."

Finger said modestly.

"There is still a class like F!"

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"Why didn't I see it in the admission notice?"

"It's normal."

Finger said proudly.

"I'm the only F-rank in Kassel in 100 years."

Lu Mingfei cupped his fists.

"Long time, long time."

Fingel laughed.

"Good talk, good talk."

Back at the Chicago train station, it happened to be the time agreed by Norma.

Lu Mingfei looked at the display subconsciously.

"Not yet."

"It has arrived."

Fingal said.

"Look there."

Sure enough, Lu Mingfei saw a young man in dark green uniform walking towards them, shaking a brass bell.

The strange thing is that when he was walking in the crowd, the passing passengers turned a blind eye as if they couldn't see him, and no one cast their eyes on him.

"He's a flight attendant on train CC1000."

Introduced by Finger.

"Let's go, let's go."

The flight attendant walked in front of them leisurely, humming the theme song of the animated film The Polar Express.

His eyes swept over the three of them one by one, and finally settled on Lu Mingfei.

"Aha, S-Class!"

The flight attendant enthusiastically grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand.

Fingal pointed at them and yelled.

"Didn't hide! Junior brother, you didn't hide! I'm sad! Let me tell you that there is no end to the steak!"

"You are, oh, Fingal."

The flight attendant glanced at the bearded man casually.

"You haven't graduated yet."

After that, he piled up a warm smile and looked at Lu Mingfei.

"It's a great honor. During my time as a flight attendant, I actually met an S-class. You must sign me. I bet, your signature will definitely enter the museum in the future!"

"S-rank, aha, S-rank!"

　PS: Thank you Wanshang, for the nine thousand words of the old life code.

　　There are 21 additional cards.

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(End of this chapter)