Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 174 Kassel's New Mr. Lu
After eating the elbow, clearing the desk, and asking Lu Mingfei for his opinion gently, Anger brewed black tea smoothly.

"Principal, have you ever learned the Japanese tea ceremony?"

"Well, I spent quite an unforgettable time in that country when I was young."

Angers ironed the tea sets one by one. When the hot water flows through the white porcelain cup, there will be faint ink marks. The black spots in the large expanses of white are like the distant mountains in the middle of winter, which reminds people of Jiang Xue of Tang Dynasty poet Liu Zongyuan.

Thousands of birds and all-rounders.

Presumably the principal is that old man fishing alone.

"It's so quiet."

Lu Mingfei said.

Angers glanced at him with a smile.

"Want some music?"

"How about Chopin? Compared with Beethoven and Bach, maybe Chopin will be more in line with the tastes of young people."

"Chopin..."

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"Principal, can you put Jay Chou here?"

"Of course, I've heard of the artist."

The old man sighed.

"Young people are always creative."

"An artist? Although it's true that Jay Chou's songs are very good, isn't that an exaggeration in your evaluation?"

"No no no, not at all."

"Young people, don't set limits on yourself. If you are always worried that you are not worthy of honor, then the highest crown will not be reserved for those who bow their heads."

"Besides, are those masters really powerful guys?"

The old man smiled.

"Bach was not just a craftsman writing choir music for churches."

"In the final analysis, what makes a person great is time and distance."

"Instead of Albert."

The old man poured red tea soup into three white porcelain cups.

Then push a cup towards Lu Mingfei's direction.

"After all, what Albert can attract, besides glory, is also abuse and hatred."

"Isn't that right, Yama."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head, watching the black tea reflect the boy's eyebrows and eyes.

"No, Headmaster."

"It will attract jealousy, just because the person who established the great cause is not strong enough."

"As long as he has absolute power, no one dares to slander him."

"Absolute power?"

The old man smiled, his pupils shrank slightly.

He looked at the young S-rank in front of him.

For a moment, Ange suddenly had a thought, if he opened the speech at this moment, could he send the jackknife into the boy's chest in fifty times the time domain?
Before thinking about it, the boy raised his head and looked at him.

Both of them smiled and drank tea silently.

It's just that Anger's hand holding the teacup was a little heavy.

Coincidence?
Or, sensed?

What a monster.

"Speaking of which, principal, do you have anyone else to wait for?"

Lu Mingfei looked curiously at the remaining cup of tea.

"Oh, this one."

Ange patted his forehead suddenly and laughed.

"People are old and confused, and it is inevitable to remember wrongly occasionally."

"After all, the world belongs to you young people."

Lu Mingfei lowered his eyes, playing with the cup.

"Principal, you don't look old at all."

"Hahaha."

The old man smiled generously.

"But I quite agree with your other statement."

"Ok?"

The old man stopped laughing.

Lu Mingfei held the cup tightly, raised his head, his eyes were shining.

"The world is the world of young people."

"You can rest more."

"let me."

Angers did not answer.

A certain heavy momentum was brewing in the room.

He is a legend, a legend forged from the bones of countless dangerous hybrids and deadpools.

Imposing aura, or something illusory like murderous aura, actually existed in this old man.

Legend has it that the Dragon Kings have a speech spirit that belongs exclusively to them, called the King, and any creature that looks directly at its golden pupils will naturally feel a mountain-like pressure, that is the manifestation of the monarch's aura, and people can't help but kneel down.

Angers is only a mixed race, so it is naturally impossible to do what only the four monarchs can do.

But the aura that belongs to legend is not something that ordinary mixed races can compete with.

Unfortunately, the person in front of him is S rank.

"If there is a chance, can I fight with you?"

Lu Mingfei said.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it."

Angers looked around.

"But not now, sorry, I don't want to mess up here."

"That's what a pity."

Angers shook his head and laughed.

"It sounds like you're coming here this time just to prepare for a fight with an old man like me."

"After all, you are a legend."

Lu Mingfei's clean smile is reminiscent of the sunny bicycle and the blue sea in June.

"I'm curious, how much worse is the current self compared to the legend."

"Use your martial arts?"

"Do not."

the boy said.

"It's martial arts."

Angers continued to serve black tea for the two of them.

"Martial arts."

He said the word.

"Okay, now that I've been rambling on with this old man for so long, it's time to get to the point."

"Mingfei, do you still remember the phone call on Freedom Day?"

"Well, you said that you will solve the problems of my mentor and the new club during the afternoon tea time."

"Yes Yes."

Angers crossed his hands naturally, with a relaxed and relaxed posture.

"I know what you are most concerned about, new society, let's start with this first."

"Then I'll ask directly."

Lu Mingfei said.

"What are the conditions for the establishment of a new society in Kassel, please ask the principal to clarify."

The old man did not answer, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Since the founding of the Kassel school for a hundred years, there are only two student organizations that have been truly recognized by the school, the Lions Club and the Student Union."

"You may also know that the predecessor of this campus was called the Secret Party, a dragon-slaying organization hidden in the long history of the West."

"That was the age of true iron and blood."

"Although the secret party has evolved into Kassel, its essence has not changed."

Having said that, the old man smiled.

"Of course, what I said may be a bit too early for a freshman."

"But if it's Mingfei you, I think it's necessary.

"I hope you understand."

"Ah."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"I have a rough idea of ​​the inter-ethnic war."

"very good."

Angers continued his story.

"So, in a way, every student in Kassel is a reserve dragon slayer."

"Belonging to the secret party, and gathering the dragon slayer reserves, even if they are only students, such an organization is already a standard private armed force."

"Especially, when such an organization also has an extraordinary leader, you should know what it means."

"However, Caesar established a student union."

"Just the year before last."

"Of course, there is nothing wrong, Caesar established the student union."

Ange said lightly.

"That's because his surname is Gattuso."

"Mingfei, you may not know how much power the Gattuso family has in today's West."

"Of course, if it's just a dragon-slaying family, no matter how big it is, that's all."

"But the Gattusos also have a seat on our school board, which is important."

"Although Caesar's kid has his own ideas and seems to have some unique insights into his family, it has to be admitted that he has the blood of the Gattuso family in his body and enjoys everything the Gattuso family has to offer. "

Angers shrugged mischievously.

"Actually, before the student union, Kassel did not have a procedure for establishing a new club."

"It's completely unnecessary."

"You see, graduated students can go to the executive department, and current students can enter the Lions Club. That's enough, isn't it?"

"The student union?"

"Because Caesar's surname is Gattuso."

Lu Mingfei nodded thoughtfully.

"Is it because of their seats on the school board?"

"I'm glad you understand, Mingfei."

"Of course, since the procedure has gone through once, people can go through it again."

"But before that, you need to get authority."

"authority?"

Lu Mingfei grasped the word keenly.

Since Kyushu returned to the world of dragons, he has gradually discovered that the most important characteristic of this extraordinary bloodline system with the black king Nid Hogg as its source is authority.

In other words, power and power.

"Of course, you can also call it permission."

Anger said softly.

"We are a mixed race. It is a tradition. Wherever we start, we must continue."

"In other words, I still need to find Caesar?"

"exactly."

said the old man.

"Of course, I heard that the kid invited you to the banquet at Amber Hall tonight."

"That's nice, isn't it?"

"With your ability, it should be very easy to obtain the authority to establish a new society from Caesar."

"Is it that simple? You really think highly of me."

"Haha, after all, Mingfei, you swept away the S ranks of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club on Freedom Day."

"I don't take it as a compliment to hear that from a legendary dragon slayer."

"Legends are all in the past. Now I am just an ordinary educator, educator."

Anger took a sip of the black tea, then looked at Lu Mingfei.

"Speaking of education, I remember Ming Fei, you seem to have said about teaching martial arts on Freedom Day."

"Well, there is indeed such a plan."

"Lu Mingfei said very straightforwardly.

"This is also the reason why I want to establish the Kyushu branch."

"Are you teaching martial arts through the platform of the new society?"

Angers pondered.

"Actually, I've always had doubts."

"Headmaster, please speak."

"Since it is the Kyushu branch, what about the headquarters?"

"There should be a headquarters."

"Of course, if it's inconvenient, just treat me as an old man who is too curious."

"No inconvenience."

Lu Mingfei said.

"There are some in the headquarters. It's in my hometown. There's a Children's Palace over there. Speaking of which, I'm also the teacher of the Kyushu martial arts class."

"Oh, so the headquarters of Kyushu is in the Children's Palace?"

"Yes."

"But from what you said, it's just a martial arts class. What I'm talking about is the real Kyushu."

Lu Mingfei laughed.

"Principal, your words are difficult to understand."

"What is the real Kyushu?"

"I just think it's a good name, so I just called it that way, and it's only used by the martial arts class in the Children's Palace. Kassel hasn't established authority yet."

"I know I know."

Angers nodded with a smile.

"So Mingfei, you just think that a name like Kyushu is, um, how do you say that word, it's cool, right?"

The old man put it lightly.

"Just like you think Yan Luo is cool."

"No, Headmaster."

"It's Secondary School."

Lu Mingfei corrected Angers again.

This is how many times he refuted the words of the legendary dragon slayer today?

It's unimaginable.

If someone was watching, they must have been surprised from ear to ear.

In the conversation between Lu Mingfei and Angers, there is no such thing as a principal and students.

They are almost standing on an equal position.

I don't know if the youthful friendship is unintentional or not.

He came to see Angers this time, not as a student of Kassel.

It's an S class.

One S-Class goes to meet another S-Class.

But in fact, this is also inevitable.

After all, the moment he saw the old man, he recalled the boy's memories from many years ago.

People at that time called him Yan Luo.

But he prefers to be called a general.

He is famous for all the children under his command.

Their tombstones were also engraved one by one by themselves.

Like Angers, he once sat in front of the forest of tombstones day and night.

But he is different from Angers after all.

The old man was trapped on the day when his friend died, and he couldn't get out no matter how he walked.

He is different.

He shouldered the unfulfilled wishes of his sons and brothers, those who respectfully called him general, and kept moving forward.

Because the little emperor and Yan Luo said that everyone is like a dragon, they longed for a world where no warriors bully the people at will, a world where everyone has clothes and food, even if it's just muddy soup mixed in a broken bowl. The rice of a few grains of rice bran is much better than eating soil.

Many of them were under 15 years old when they died.

That's ideal.

So Yan Luo has no time for sorrow and hatred.

He has to keep going, keep going.

Everyone is like a dragon, it is not something that can be done casually.

His dead sons, master and younger junior sister, are all looking at him.

Perhaps this is why Schneider described Lu Mingfei as great.

Although this young man has left Kyushu, he has never forgotten the old oath that everyone is like a dragon.

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"Secondary two?"

Angers seemed a little surprised.

"Mingfei, you don't look like a middle school student."

"Who knows?"

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Believe in ideals and strive for them. Some people call such a guy a middle schooler, don't they?"

"That should be called a hero."

Anger said seriously.

The two looked at each other.

It was Angers who was the first to break the silence.

"Since the purpose of your establishment of a new society is to teach martial arts."

"Then I have a proposal, I don't know what you want."

"Headmaster, please speak."

"Speaking of which, this proposal is also related to the choice of your mentor."

"I heard from Schneider that if you already have a master, I agree with that sentence very much. A teacher for one day will be a father for life."

"I'm glad you understand, Headmaster."

Lu Mingfei blinked.

Ange laughed heartily twice.

"Although I know it may be useless, I still want to try it."

He took an unprecedented seriousness.

"Be my student, Mingfei."

"You will inherit everything from me."

"I will also be your most solid backing."

"Whatever you want to do, teach martial arts, or anything else."

"I'll help you."

Lu Mingfei nodded and smiled brightly.

"Thank you, Headmaster."

He said very politely.

"But, I'm sorry."

The old man smiled wryly and shook his head.

The boy continued.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life."

"No way."

"What's the matter, there is no way."

Ange sighed helplessly.

"To be honest, I really want to meet that master of yours, but I'm really lucky to be enviable. To be worthy of Mingfei's respect from the bottom of my heart, I probably will never be treated so well."

"no."

Lu Mingfei said seriously.

"The one who should feel lucky is me."

Angers eyes moved slightly.

"Hearing you say that, I want to see him even more."

Lu Mingfei smiled lightly and said nothing.

"Okay, that's the end of the episode."

Angers said.

"I already understand what you think, since you refuse to choose a mentor."

The old man winked mischievously at him.

"So, how about being a teacher yourself?"

　PS: I wanted to ask for leave today, I was dizzy all day, I lay down until [-]:[-] in the evening, got up and ate silently, applied wind oil essence, and waited till [-]:[-].

　　Maybe this is the laborer, Maomao sighed.

　　I don't know if I'm suffering from heat stroke or a cold. Last month I often suffered from heat stroke, but today it seems to be a cold. Let's soak my feet later and wrap myself in a thick quilt. Maybe it will be fine.

　　There is also the reader group. Yesterday, I saw a classmate ask where the reader group is. There is a group number in the introduction. Now the cat doesn’t want to post it. That’s it, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)