Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 152 3E Exam
Lu Mingfei blushed and entered the classroom. Chen Motong's voice was loud just now. Several people in the classroom heard it. The broken voice spread among the crowd. with a curious gleam.

"Lu, are you dating the Glacier Queen?" Lu Mingfei found a place to sit down, and a curly-haired black man approached beside him.

"Just taking a walk, Bradley." Lu Mingfei hesitated for a while, and then he gave the answer under the urging of the man.

The black man was named Bradley, a young man from Mississippi, with a free-spirited personality, and like that Sam Browne, he belonged to the type who didn't scratch his skin all day.

Lu Mingfei, who was last in physical fitness in military training, was included in the ranks of additional training with them. He often trained together and forged a deep friendship.

"Oh!..." Bradley glanced at Lu Mingfei a few times, "Lu, well, this kind of thing is illegal. Although the mixed race doesn't care much about the law, but..."

"She's an adult." Lu Mingfei said without thinking, and then covered his mouth as if thinking of something.

"I mean, she's an adult, she can make her own decisions about this kind of thing..."

Lu Mingfei was flustered, speaking incoherently, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Man, you have to know that if you take her to a hotel, there is a high probability that those cops will catch her and take her to jail to pick up soap."

Bradley said in a low voice, popularizing American laws for Lu Mingfei, a guy from China.

"But don't worry, our Freshman Association will equip you with the best lawyers." An Indian boy turned his head from the front.

His name is Qilan. From Lu Mingfei's point of view, he is a nagging guy all day long. He is also the president of the Freshman Association. He often wants to win Lu Mingfei to join the Freshman Association. It is respectful.

Qilan's speech spirit is a prophet, a speech spirit that can predict the future, which makes him very popular among freshmen, because he can accurately predict that there will be rain tomorrow and what the military training will be.

After Lu Mingfei rejected Qilan's membership invitation again, the serious-looking Professor Manstein stood on the podium.

"I hope you are all ready. Cheating in any form is not allowed in the 3E exam, and you will do so at your own risk."

The senior sister held a stack of A4 papers and a handful of coins, and distributed test kits in front of everyone.

"The exam will officially start in 3 minutes. Now turn off your mobile phone and put it on the corner of your desk with your student ID card."

The door closed silently, leaving a group of students facing the blank draft paper in front of them. No one panicked. Of course, test papers are not needed for dictating words, but some people will always be dissatisfied with this form.

The camera stared silently at the students sitting upright on the roof, and at this tense moment, melodious light music actually sounded.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come here. I used dictation as an exam method. Back then, Stanford promised to give me half the prize..."

Bradley muttered, unlike his hip-hop appearance, this guy is an out-and-out academic master. Although he wanted to go to Stanford, he still came to Kassel in front of Sir Henkel's revolver.

"If I were you, I would go to Stanford." Lu Mingfei shrugged, "I have an admission from Stanford and I still come here?"

Stanford doesn't have military training and powerful hybrids, so it might be more comfortable than Kassel.

"But don't you desire to gather with the truly top-notch people in the world?" Bradley turned around in confusion, "If I went to Stanford, I wouldn't be able to meet people like you."

"A person like me?" Lu Mingfei listened to the wind-like whisper behind the music while talking to Bradley, "What kind of person am I?"

"The man who created the new world" This is the first time Lu Mingfei has seen Bradley so serious.

"Create a new world?" Lu Mingfei wondered if this matter could have something to do with him?He waved his hand, "This matter belongs to ***, really, he just won the Nobel Peace Prize, I read the news."

"That's what Qilan said." Bradley leaned closer to Lu Mingfei, "Qilan never says anything wrong, his speech is 'prophet'."

Lingling is really a wonderful thing. Qilan predicts the weather accurately every time, and it will rain when it says it will rain, which is much more accurate than those damn weather forecasts.

"He never said the wrong thing, and he never admired anyone, but he admired you." Bradley said in a low voice, "He is my good friend since I was a child, and every time he prophesied things will come true. I was afraid of him, thought he was a lunatic, and sent him to a mental hospital. He was very depressed for a while, and I was the only one with him."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help raising his eyes to look in Qilan's direction, the handsome Indian student turned around and greeted Lu Mingfei as if he had predicted the gaze.

"The freshman fraternities are all behind you," Bradley said sincerely. "The Lionheart and the Student Council try to get people in the freshmen early on, trying to grow themselves, but Chilan told us we shouldn't be scattered, we We should wait, someone who will lead us will show up. We all doubted at first, until we heard that they found an 'S' class freshman, it was you!"

Bradley was silent for a while, covering his face with his hands, leaning his elbows on the desk, and weeping silently.

"Brother, it's not enough." Lu Mingfei looked at the tearful Bradley, "There is no need to shed tears for this kind of thing."

But Lu Mingfei soon realized that it was not Bradley who was moved to cry, but the 3E exam had begun.

As Fingel said, they fell into some kind of hallucination and made various actions unconsciously. Lu Mingfei saw Qilan throwing himself all over the body, like a Hindu ascetic.

The people in the classroom started to dance wildly, most of them lost control and scribbled on the paper. Thanks to the military training, they seemed to have a little control over their bodies, and they didn't leave their seats too far.

While a group of people watched the demonic dance of the students in the classroom through the camera, Ender stood in front of the screen, watching with great interest a student singing a series of high notes in an aria.

"Watching the video of the 3E exam every year gives me great joy." Ender said to Anger, "It's much better than a talk show."

"Yeah, I remember that a student danced a Maori war dance last year, which was very exciting." Anger also looked at the students' reactions on the screen, hoping to find those young men with extraordinary talents.

Behind them, Anton stared at the screen silently, thinking whether to give Lu Mingfei more training, he didn't want to let go of this bastard who was dating his daughter.

Even if he is a junior of the school manager.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Lu Mingfei's head wobbled, and then hit the table with a bang.

"I'm going to continue this paragraph and put it in the funny collection." Ender looked at Lu Mingfei.I laughed so hard my shoulders shook a few times.

Anger looked at Lu Mingfei's uncontrollable hand doodling on the paper, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said:

"Looks like our secret weapon, really has a lot of personality."

(End of this chapter)