Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 78
In the previous life, Isabella was the new helm of the Lace and White Dress Girls Group, and was specially left by Caesar as his assistant secretary.

After entering Victoria, she came into contact with the "tall" version of the chairman Lu Mingfei, not the former bad boy S-class, so the girl once publicly confessed her love on the night watchman forum...

It's just that everyone's final ending is not good. After all, no one in the last days has a bright future.

Lu Mingfei didn't plan to go up to say hello, everyone is a stranger now, why go up and disturb their lives.

At the age when the flowers are in full bloom, the girl who is as beautiful as a flower should meet the right boy and have a vigorous love.

And he's clearly not the "right boy".

The students passing by the corridor walked in twos and twos to the cafeteria not far away, looking curiously at the three new Asians and whispering about their origins.

Because Kassel College implements the Chinese exchange system, foreign preparatory classes start to train Chinese from high school, and Lu Mingfei can hear the younger students barely conversing in stumbling Chinese.

Although the blood of the dragon clan brought the mixed race far more than ordinary people's physique and intelligence, but... Chinese is really too difficult!

Lu Mingfei couldn't help gloating when he thought of those mixed-races who were sent to school by their families because of him.

……

"Sri Lanka's Ceylon black tea, I got it from Principal Angers, try it, the taste is very strong."

Professor Romanti smiled and poured a stream of crimson water from the bone china teapot, with dense white steam, into the porcelain cup.

Lu Mingfei noticed that Professor Romanti used the word "shun". This word alone is enough to show that Professor Romanti has a deep knowledge of Chinese.

After pouring tea for the three of them, Professor Romanti sat behind the desk and asked curiously, "Have you two been invited to the afternoon tea of ​​Principal Angers?"

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other and nodded together.

Professor Romanti smiled and said: "His afternoon tea is a traditional program of the college, and only the best students are invited. There is no doubt that you are the best."

Holding the porcelain cup, Lu Mingfei looked at the layout of the house.

The air is filled with a faint woody fragrance, and it is the oily color of old wood. There is a three-story bookshelf by the window, which is full of various professional books. The midday sun shines through the glass into the house, projecting a A grid of window shadows.

He narrowed his eyes somewhat comfortably, thinking that he would have a good night's sleep under the warm sunshine.

Hmm... I've been getting more and more sleepy lately.

The side effects of frequent use of Long Wen with this body gradually appeared.

"...The 3E exam is scheduled for the day after tomorrow. You can relax in these two days, such as strolling around the town..."

Lu Mingfei covered his mouth with his hands and yawned.

Professor Romanti's voice shook the fine dust in the sunlight, and it was heard clearly in his ears, and it seemed to be getting further and further away...

Professor Romanti stopped suddenly.

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi followed her gaze and found that Lu Mingfei was falling asleep with his eyes closed holding a teacup in one hand.

"It seems that our S-class is very tired." Professor Romanti chuckled.

"Sorry, the battle last night was very sudden." Chu Zihang whispered apologetically, "The younger brother is the main force, maybe he was tired."

"I am very interested in what happened last night. Would you mind telling me about it in another place?"

Professor Romanti smiled gently and said,

"We don't need to report to work like we do in the executive department. We can be casual, bring snacks and black tea, and have afternoon tea. The location is on the open-air balcony next door. How about it?"

Holding the teacup, Chu Zihang stood up and said politely, "Of course, please."

Xia Mi also picked up the teacup, and followed behind Chu Zihang. The group of three walked out of the room lightly, closed the door gently, and sat on the open-air balcony next door.

Only Lu Mingfei was left in the room, breathing steadily and long, falling asleep.

The afternoon sun shone brightly on his body, like a quilt covering his bed.

After an unknown amount of time, a small figure appeared beside him.

Lu Mingze sat beside him, squinting at the distant view outside the window, humming softly a folk song from an unknown country.

He seemed to be in a good mood, humming briskly, and every note was beating with joy.

"Brother, your girl is going out!"

He turned to look at Lu Mingfei who was sleeping soundly, tilted his head and said with a smile.

"Fate is always like this. You just changed a little bit of it, but under the impetus of fate, you turned into the butterfly that fanned the tornado."

"You have to hurry up, or you won't be able to catch up with your girl."

……

……

Japan, Tokyo.

A Japanese-style suite on the top floor of the hotel.

The floor of this top-level suite is covered with traditional tatami mats, and the interior is separated by simple white paper screens. The windows are opened to let in the moonlight.

There is a white porcelain vase beside the white wooden screen, and the vase is empty.

"Tired and tired, the hairpin is a testament, which the Son of Heaven personally gave in the past;

Don't remember the style, talk to him, and be kind to you for a while;

Returning hairpins to Linqiong, three thousand weak water east, clouds red again;

The moon shadow has long since melted away, and there are many ways to go;

I lost my way, and looked back to nothing. "

The figures in the moonlight walked and sang, and the tone reminded people of mottled ancient paintings.

He wore a blood-red wide-sleeved kimono on his shoulders, embroidered with large Bianhua flowers. This kind of flower, also known as manjusawa, was as red as fresh blood, and it complemented the man's white skin.

The person who sang this female song was actually a man, but when he danced, his waist was tight and his shoulders were lonely, people completely forgot his gender.

Sakurai Kogure sat kneeling aside, staring at the man in the arena, unable to bear to interrupt his performance.

In front of this man, Sakurai Kogure felt that her beauty was as thin as the dust on a leaf, because this man was brighter and more graceful than her, and in front of this kind of man, a woman was simply a superfluous creature.

The man sighed softly and sat cross-legged, and slowly closed the white paper fan in his hand. His long hair hung loose like a black waterfall.

"I heard that General Wang is going to let you go to Osaka to open a casino?"

Sakurai Kogure walked behind the man's knees and massaged his shoulders and back, and said softly: "Yes, the Bliss Hall is our major strategy against the Snaki Hachika. It will completely reshuffle the gaming industry controlled by the underworld."

"When will the store officially open for business?" The man took Sakurai Kogure's hand and kissed the back of her hand lightly, "Do you want me to cheer you up?"

"It's a great honor!" Sakurai Kogure blushed slightly and whispered softly.

"How is the experiment with Takazo Koyama going?" the man asked.

"There has been progress, and it is expected that a qualified test product will be produced by the end of this year."

"Oh? Has the organization selected the subjects for the experiment?" The man said with an interesting expression.

"Not yet." Sakurai Kogure was silent for a while, and whispered, "But I have a suitable candidate that I would like to recommend to you."

The man looked slightly surprised and said: "This is not a good thing, has anyone offended you?"

Sakurai Kogure quickly shook his head, lowered his head and said, "It's my younger brother. I have a half-brother named Akira Sakurai. He is also a ghost. He has been locked up in the mountain academy funded by the family. If you really need The experimental subject, maybe you can give him a chance."

(End of this chapter)