Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 176 Dance and Salmon
The answer to the question of how long it took for a European family to become aristocratic is uncertain.

But as George Orwell said in his novel "1984", whoever can control the present can control the past.

The way the Gattuso family made their fortunes illustrates this point well. 100 years ago, this gangster family was still the emperor of Sicily.

Today, a hundred years later, it seems that he has washed away the dark history of the past, replaced the blood-stained Chicago typewriter with an elegant double-barreled shotgun, and became a so-called aristocratic family in Europe.

As long as some small contributions and unknown transactions, in Italy, a land without a royal family, the Gattuso family easily rewrote their own history, allowing themselves several count and prince-level ancestors.

Caesar did not shy away from this kind of history. In fact, the power of the mixed race seemed to be strong, but before World War II, most of the mixed race families were like the Gattuso family, hiding in the dark and not daring to publicize.

Even the leader of the Secret Party before Angers was no more than a Viscount of the Second German Empire.

It wasn't until World War II when Angers led the Secret Party to join the Allied Forces that these mixed-race families gradually crawled out of the darkness and developed vigorously by taking advantage of the construction of Europe, so there were all these noble children.

"So don't look at everyone as if they are European nobles. In fact, most of them developed like Gattuso." Caesar unceremoniously revealed his old background in front of Lu Mingfei.

"Boss, is it really okay for you to say that?" Lu Mingfei was a little surprised: "I shouldn't know about such things."

"I wouldn't tell you this before the change," Caesar put his arms around Lu Mingfei and walked to the side: "But it's different now, as a man who can overthrow me, you should be more confident.

Don't be fooled by the posturing of those people, they are nothing special. "

"The word overthrow is wrong, right?" Lu Mingfei complained, "Boss, why did you tell me this?"

"Because Mr. Ander taught me a truth, the so-called family is not worth mentioning, and the glory still depends on one's own force." Caesar said so, pushing Lu Mingfei to stand in the center of the field.

"Everyone!" Caesar stood in the center of the hall, and the light from the crystal lamp above his head shone on the floor, reflecting dazzling light. His voice broke the low-pitched noise in the venue, and everyone in the student union stopped communicating. Look at the two young boys in the middle of the field.

"I think you all know what happened in the morning." Caesar's voice was appraised and calm, with a hint of youthful spirit in it: "I lost and was defeated by our new S-class."

The atmosphere at the scene was very silent. At that moment, Lu Mingfei almost thought that Caesar was going to throw a cup as a sign, and then hundreds of big men ran out and chopped himself into dumpling stuffing.

"But S-class joined us, so..." Caesar's eyes flashed with joy:
"It's still a victory for our student union!"

After a moment of silence, loud cheers echoed in the hall.

"Yahoo!"

"Caesar!"

"S-class!"

These handsome men and women took off their disguises, waved their hands and cheered. The king of the lion group may fail, but as long as there are new blood, the lion group will continue to grow.

Caesar waved his hand, and the cheering boys and girls in the hall stopped abruptly. The lions were waiting for the lion king's order.

"Soon, I will go out to perform tasks, just like the former president, Beowulf Jr., use my fist to punch out the honor that belongs to our student union!" Caesar raised his right fist and hammered it hard on his chest, making a dull moan The sound was like the roar of a lion.

"Caesar!" The crowd cheered. For the students of Kassel, there is nothing more glorious than fighting. Every outstanding executive officer must have been stained with the blood of Deadpool during college.

"Come on everyone, for me, for S rank, and for the student council!"

Caesar's speech was very short, but it aroused the most basic sense of community among these young people. The crowd cheered and flocked towards the center of the hall, wanting to touch the two people who were glowing in the middle.

Lu Mingfei felt that he was full of people, his hands seemed to have become some kind of treasures, and these nobles in suits and leather shoes lined up to shake his hands.

"Mr. Lu, I'm from the Sprout family..."

"Hi, Lu, I'm from the Dumbledore family..."

"Mr. Lu Mingfei, the Magni family..."

It seemed that everyone couldn't wait to introduce themselves, the girl's eyes shone brightly, very vaguely, but Lu Mingfei felt that they would pounce on them in the next second.

The soothing music sounded just right, and the crowd seemed to have been ordered to disperse like a stream of water. Lu Mingfei was a little at a loss, but saw that these people had already made preparations, a man and a woman paired together.

At the beginning, the blond-haired senior in a white dress was standing in front of her, and she stretched out her slender hand to Lu Mingfei: "I'm Isabel, the head of the dance team, do you want to do a dance?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the senior who invited him, and instinctively wanted to accept, but a warm little hand had already held him.

Lu Mingfei already knew who it was, he puffed up his chest, and shook his head at the long-legged senior in front of him.

"Sorry, senior sister, I have a partner." Lu Mingfei smiled apologetically at Isabel, then turned his head and smiled at Ling who was holding his hand, imitating the pair of partners next to him, and hugged her. Zero waist.

"Actually, I can't dance," Lu Mingfei was a little apprehensive, but Ling's height of less than 1.6 meters and immature face gave him the illusion that he was raising a child.

"I will teach you." Zero said firmly, just like the dance that Zero suddenly appeared beside her on Christmas Eve in the past and taught her to dance, the past and the present are intertwined, weaving an intoxicating picture scroll .

It didn't fit into some imp's script, but the script had been messed up long ago, leaving Zero free to do whatever he wanted.

In the corner of the ball, Fingel stayed with Luli and jointly attacked a salmon.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Ander really cured you." Fingel looked at the girl who was eating so much food, as kindly as he looked at his own child.

"Uncle is very good, but he talks a lot, and now I can talk too." Lu Li chewed a piece of cold salmon. The raw and cold taste made her frown when she was used to cooked food: "This is not delicious."

Fingel brought her a plate of cake with a smile, and smiled dotingly: "This is delicious, red velvet cake."

"Are you going to dance later? I'm pretty good at tango." Fingel swept the salmon sashimi while Luli was eating the cake, and asked, pointing at the crowd at the dance.

"This is different from what I thought." Lu Li looked at the dancing boys and girls in the field, and licked the cream on her lips.

"What are you thinking?"

"A big dance floor, with a shiny light ball on it, and people doing weird moves below, as well as alcohol, drugs, and abuse..."

"Stop, stop," Fingel felt a cold sweat on his forehead: "Where did you see that?"

"4chan, there are many strange people on it, talking things I don't understand." Lu Li stuck a piece of cake with a fork, put it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "But there are also many people who like dragons. "

Fingel felt that the clothes behind him were already wet with sweat. He wiped the sweat from his head and muttered in a low voice:

"Mr. Ander will kill me if he finds out."

　For the past few days, the author has to solve some annoying things
　　Remarks: 4chan is an anonymous forum in the United States. It can be regarded as the ultimate chaotic version of Anti-Bar+NGA+S1. It has a lot of creative content, but there are also a lot of bad guys.

　　
　
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