Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 293 Chu Zihang and Xia Mi
Chu Zihang is in class.

He was talking about the dead part of martial arts, which is famous for its fierce lethality, and there are about a dozen specialists who choose it.

There are a lot of students in the classroom, all the three batches of back-to-school specialists are here, and there are a few people in the corner of the last row, Manstein Schneider and Lu Mingfei, who are listening and taking notes, occasionally discussing a few sentences in a low voice.

Facing the crowd of over a hundred people, Chu Zihang remained calm and composed. This boy seemed to have no idea what nervousness was. You would never be able to find any expression on his face other than calm.

The blackboard is full of Chinese characters, and there are several representative pile methods, which have the implication of visualizing the picture, and several magical explanations.

Handwriting is like a person, Chu Zihang holds chalk in his powerful hand, and his writing posture is like swinging a knife. The rhythmic collision between chalk and blackboard is like a sharp and decisive ancient song. A swordsman in coir raincoat and hat is walking in the heavy rain. , So he drew his sword, with the snow-white light of the sword, he cut through the rain.

Everyone has their own special style of teaching, Lu Mingfei is friendly, he can quickly get closer to the students, like a friend, and convey the theory of martial arts to the students in a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

Chu Zihang is rational, and you seem to be able to see from him the stereotype that people have of German scientists, rigorous, cold, and unsmiling.

At the same time, Chu Zihang has extremely high control over his classroom. He never needs to remind the classroom discipline in class, and all the students' eyes are naturally attracted to him. straight back.

At the end of a class, Chu Zihang lowered his head to arrange the teaching aids, everything was neatly under his hands.

After discussing with several professors, Lu Mingfei walked towards Chu Zihang, and he nodded.

"Okay, senior."

After a month of preparation, he was finally about to leave for the preparatory class of Peking University. He got an affirmative answer from Lu Mingfei. For some reason, Chu Zihang's heart was touched, as if there was something he had forgotten, something he had forgotten. People, about to remember.

"Ah."

Chu Zihang picked up Cun Yu.

"I'm leaving now."

Watching Chu Zihang go away, Lu Mingfei murmured to himself strangely.

"It's strange, I always feel that the senior is a little impatient."

"But, can't wait, him?"

CC1000 train, Kassel station.

"Bon Voyage."

"When you arrive, let me know, President."

Susie and Lancelot are seeing off Chu Zihang.

As January approaches, Kassel is extremely cold in winter. Chu Zihang is still wearing the black trench coat of the executive department, but it has been replaced with a winter style. The trench coat has a warm plush design inside, but considering the low temperature outside, this suit It is still a question mark how much the warmth retention effect can be.

Chu Zihang was carrying an oak suitcase, turned up his collar, and was dancing in the cold winter wind. He was not trying to be handsome, and he never cared about image issues. The uniform of the executive department had a special design, and many hidden pockets With emergency equipment, it is a very good battle suit. With this suit and Murasame, Chu Zihang is enough to face any challenge.

"I am leaving."

He nodded to Susie and Lancelot.

"Goodbye."

Although his face is paralyzed, Chu Zihang is actually very polite, but when he says "thank you" or "goodbye" to people with a blank face, people often only pay attention to his face.

"Say hello to the juniors and juniors in the preparatory class of Peking University for us!"

Ye Sheng smiled brightly.

"I heard that you are full of delicious food, is it true?"

Yuffie said longingly.

"of course……"

Yuffie chatted with Ye Sheng.

Chu Zihang said goodbye, Kafka and Yaji sent blessings, and apologized to their unreliable partner by the way.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk about the food later, the president is going to get in the car."

"It's time to get in the car!"

Ye Sheng just realized it, jumped up and looked at Chu Zihang, and suddenly, he asked You Fei curiously.

"Yaji and I came here with Senior Sister Su, what about you?"

"of course……"

A locomotive roared and sped by.

By jumping up a steep slope, the horsepower is maximized, and the engine roars, deafening.

The locomotive leaps into the air, with the sky in the background.

"That is!"

"My teaching assistant."

The warm sun in winter seems to coat the locomotive with a layer of gold.

It's crazy.

"Chu Zihang!"

Shen He from that person.

It's a madness that can't be concealed at all.

"It really is him."

"As expected of you, Mr. Teaching Assistant!"

One person after another looked up.

The locomotive fell, and the man kicked it away, laughing and falling.

Chu Zihang looked back.

"Caesar."

Caesar was wearing a practice bunt, and he didn't have time to change it. This aristocratic young man who used to spend his time on dance parties and enjoyment seems to have changed recently. You can only find him in places like Genwuyuan.

Looking at his attire, it's not hard to imagine that Caesar was still practicing martial arts, but when he received the news that Chu Zihang was leaving, he immediately put everything down and came here in a hurry.

This is also the reason why Kafka and Yuffie appeared here. Caesar had heard early that Chu Zihang would go to the preparatory class of Peking University as a martial arts instructor, but the exact time was not yet known, so he asked Kafka and Yuffie, News, notify him immediately.

"Chu Zihang!"

Caesar waved his hand, his eyes full of oppression.

"I, Caesar and Gattuso, hereby issue a letter of war to you!"

"Duel with me!"

"Bet on your and my honor as warriors!"

There are many onlookers.

They all came to see Chu Zihang off.

Part Lions, part Homecoming Specialist.

Although Chu Zihang's face is paralyzed, his popularity is really high.

It's just that everyone never expected that they were just seeing off Chu Zihang, but they could still witness such a sensational scene.

Caesar invites Chu Zihang to fight.

One fire department, one Jun department, and both of them were Lu Mingfei's famous figures in Kassel before, in fact, they are now. Lu Mingfei's status is too detached, and the most popular topics among students are Kaiser and Chu Zihang.

So, will Chu Zihang agree?

While watching the students hold their breath, Chu Zihang said.

"See you in the final."

Caesar smiled and nodded.

"interesting."

"Then, see you in the final

CC1000 train started.

Chu Zihang went to the preparatory class of Peking University.

What kind of story will be waiting for him?

Chu Zihang looked at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, the profile of his face was reflected on the glass.

A piece of news spread like an explosion in the Night Watch forum.

Is it Caesar's appointment to fight Chu Zihang?
No, not only that.

There is also the final that appeared in the dialogue between the two.

What is this final?
Kassel's students are all geniuses, and now there are still a large number of return-to-school specialists, more and more clues have been found by them. They have discovered what Kassel's next move will be.

They are going to hold a martial arts competition.

"It was discovered."

"Do you need to block the news, Mr. Advisor?"

"It's not a secret, it's okay to make it public. Let everyone have a goal to work hard for. In this way, Norma, in the name of the principal, will issue a notice. On March 3 next year, everyone can participate in the first Kyushu martial arts competition."

"March 3th, yes, Norma understands."

"Mr. Advisor, where is the contest?"

"Well, let me think about it again. It's better to write the time in the notice first."

"receive."

If it's just a mixed race, it's okay to set the competition venue in Kassel.

But in Lu Mingfei's vision, it's not just Kassel's people who participate in the contest.

Over at the Children's Palace, Yuanyuan, Chen Pingan, and Su Xiaoqiang, I wonder how they are doing?

Mixed races and ordinary people, put them together for a competition, what's the result?

Lu Mingfei was curious about this.

That's why there was the first Kyushu contest.

But because there are ordinary people, it seems that it is not suitable to be placed in Kassel.

Think about the specific location.

And the question of the contest is not just the location.

Since there are martial arts competitions, there must be prizes. It is said that the most suitable prizes should be the weapons and elixirs used by the warriors.

Weapons and pills can really help warriors.

However, the two research institutes have not yet achieved sufficient results since they were listed.

In the final analysis, it is too difficult to start research from scratch with only such a short time.

But time waits for no one, the end of the world in 2012, the crisis is imminent.

Lu Mingfei flipped through the recently submitted research report.

Alchemists, scientists, perhaps, it's time to add new blood.

Lu Mingfei was in deep thought.

"Norma, call up the Abrahamic lineage deed, I need to verify an idea."

"as you wish."

The Abrahamic lineage deed appeared in front of Lu Mingfei in the form of a projection.

He read it line by line.

As long as it is an agreement, as long as it is a contract, there must be loopholes.

Presumably the same goes for the Deed of Abrahamic Lineage.

Got it!

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, and quickly finalized it. After editing, he passed it to Wuxiang Think Tank through Norma, and was called back 10 minutes later.

They believe that this proposal has certain risks, so it is not allowed to pass.

"Norma, I remember that the principal seems to have said that when necessary, I can directly implement it without anyone's approval."

"Yes, Mr. Advisor."

"That's it, give me the authority to implement the Martial Arts Campus Project as the general advisor."

"receive."

"Permission verification passed."

"The proposal takes effect."

"Target finding."

"The task is being dispatched."

BJ, subway station.

Chen Wenwen rubbed her hands, she wrapped herself into a ball, it's really cold this winter.

She looked around, but found no one waiting, took out her mobile phone, and there was no text message.

"Isn't it here yet?"

Muttering something, Chen Wenwen stood on tiptoe again, trying to distinguish the figure of that person among the people coming and going.

wait, that's...

She blinked, a little dubious, wondering if she had read it wrong.

Is it really him?
Didn't you say go abroad to study in university?

Could it be that I read it wrong?

Thinking of this, Chen Wenwen cast her gaze again as if confirming.

But can't find it anymore.

The stern man in the black windbreaker was the former school girl of Shilan Middle School, Chu Zihang.

By the way, Chen Wenwen suddenly remembered that according to Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei seemed to go to the same university as him.

On the day she returned to school after graduating from high school to get her report card, she stood in the crowd and looked carefully.

I remember it was called, Cassel.

Lu Mingfei.

Thinking of that boy's face, Chen Wenwen couldn't tell what mood she was in for a while.

It always feels a little weird.

Is it lost?

Should not be ah.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Menghua took her hand.

"You're here!"

Chen Wenwen's voice was small, but it was full of joy.

"Why are you late, did something happen on the way?"

"Speaking of which, you must be surprised."

"what."

"I found a poster from the last century!"

"Is it an antique?"

"The posters aren't really antiques. Even just now, I forgot which stop. I saw that there was no one outside the car window, and there were still posters from the [-]s on the wall."

"Hey, it sounds like a ghost story, you must be dreaming!"

"I swear, it's definitely not a dream, I really saw it."

The two talked and walked away.

Chu Zihang stopped.

Take another bus, seven stops, and you will arrive at the preparatory class.

Although nothing can be seen from the facial expression, in fact, Chu Zihang's inner activities are very rich.

My heart beats a little faster.

Can't figure out why.

He checked his phone again.

That was a message from Han Ye who was in charge of the matchmaking.

"Coach, Xia Mi and I have specially prepared a surprise for you, let me know when it's almost here."

Is it because of you?Han Ye.

Chu Zihang still remembered the boy who was prettier than the girls. They had the experience of fighting together, so they were not strangers.

But if because he caused a whim.

Chu Zihang felt that the possibility was unlikely.

In contrast, he looked at the name mentioned in the message.

Xia Mi...

I always feel a little familiar.

Chu Zihang didn't realize that his footsteps were getting slower and slower. This kind of thing had never happened to this boy. He was always decisive and never procrastinated. Words like indecision were even more insulated from him.

So, what is the reason for his hesitation now?

Suddenly, the prompt sounded.

Chu Zihang received new information.

This is……

Peking University preparatory class.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet!"

Xia Mi spread out her long legs, limp and slumped on the chair like Ditto in Pokémon.

Han Ye, who looked over inadvertently, widened his eyes.

"How did you do this!"

"Haha, you're scared!"

"This is the racial talent of this lady!"

"The talent of lying down more comfortably? I really don't know how to evaluate it."

"Let's not talk about this, that, President, when is the coach you are talking about coming?"

Xia Mi weakly blew the horn, and with a pop, the roll paper inflated and then quickly retracted.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, that's for the coaches coming from the headquarters, not your toy!"

"Don't be too serious. If the coach knows that this thing can relieve the boredom of beautiful girls, he will be very pleased."

"Who would claim to be a beautiful girl? It's you, Xia Mi."

Han Ye shook his head and sighed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, but then again, the coach, why hasn't he arrived so late.

Needless to say, it's really boring.

After being quiet for a while, Han Ye suddenly heard a rustling sound, strange, is there a mouse in this room?
Wait, mouse!

He quickly looked at a guy who claimed to be a beautiful girl.

"Xia Mi!"

Han Ye yelled.

"What's in your mouth!"

"That's food for the coach! Spit it out!"

"And the cake in your hand, put it down! Put it down! Put it down!"

"Wait, why is your backpack bulging and what's in it!"

"Well, President, my younger brother called me just now, he said he missed me, and he must go home, otherwise he will tear down BJ."

"For the sake of world peace, I'm going home, don't miss me, goodbye."

(End of this chapter)