My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!.

"It is midnight on February 2010, 2, the Chinese New Year. The Moniach anchored in the Three Gorges Reservoir. The river is quiet and the equipment is normal. Tonight we will implement the bronze plan. I am Captain Manstein, this is The No.13 captain’s diary of my voyage this time.” Professor Manstein glanced at his watch and dialed the overseas phone, “The preparations are complete, please give us the final order from the school board.”

"Start the operation and wish you good luck." Principal Angers hung up the phone. The whole task was handed over to Manstein to command. The Kassel Academy headquarters provided full support but did not command remotely, because Angers had Bian almost broke with the school board on this matter. Although the school board chose to compromise in the end, it still had great doubts.

Unlike last time, this time the Monyach was fully armed, and the equipment department put all the latest things into the bilge. This ship has concentrated the most advanced technology of mankind so far, and its firepower can compete with a destroyer.

In addition to the Monyach, there are two other such ships.

Manstein looked out from the porthole of the captain's cabin, and the xenon lights were hovering over the river for a search, and he could vaguely see the numbers on the blue-gray ship's sideboard, 105 and 106, which were their port numbers.

"Everything is ready and waiting for your dispatch at any time, Professor." The young man with thin-rimmed glasses walked into the captain's room, a briefcase tucked under his arms, a black suit with a black striped tie and leather shoes. With a bright sheen, it looks like a manager working in a bank at first glance. It is hard to imagine such a person appearing on a ship that is about to rush to the cause of dragon slaying.

"Your abilities are much stronger than we imagined." Manstein didn't look back at the young man. This man has a special status tonight and deserves to be treated well by the Cassell side, but he gives people the feeling It's just too uncomfortable.

In Chinese idioms, there is a word called "two faces and three swords", which means that one set of things in front of one's face has bad intentions, and it is usually used to describe the villain.Manstein didn't want to use the word for this young man, but he was such a person. Although his polite smile was impeccable, and his work was very organized, when he saw his smile and squinting. Eyes up, Manstein instinctively felt that this guy was like a despicable bastard who would stab people in the back.

"Is it about the scheduling of the shipping bureau?" The young man was slightly taken aback, "I don't think this kind of thing seems to be surprising, right? With Cassell's ability, he got the government's blockade order when carrying out this kind of task in the United States. It should be easy too."

"No, I'm talking about those two ships. Hull numbers 105 and 106, they are Jinan and Xi'an. They are the first-generation guided missile destroyers independently developed by China. They appeared here tonight to slay dragons." Manstein turned his head to look into the eyes of the young man, "Cassel has no power to mobilize the retired US fleet, and your Chen family is more capable than we thought. "

"As the oldest mixed-race family in China, it's normal to have some connections in the military and political circles." The young man laughed humbly, but it's not hard to see the pride in the huge family behind him, "They Well maintained, just a bit too wasteful for a museum. In fact we paid a large deposit for their dispatch, if today's action causes them to lose, we will have to be on the new ship There's a little more blood on the ship's construction."

"In your opinion, it's just a small amount of money, right?" Manstein also smiled. As a discipline committee member, he has always been a serious person, and it is rare to choose to make a little joke about this kind of thing.

"Your expression makes me have an ominous premonition. I always feel as if you will sink those two beautiful destroyer girls as bait." The young man had to put away his business negotiation style and choose to raise his hand Surrender, "To be honest, I'm a military fan, and I don't want to see this happen."

"Don't worry, tonight is the day of the decisive battle in Kassel. The Dragon King Norton will surely be buried at the bottom of the river. Those of us on board are only doing auxiliary work. It is the young people who really want to kill the Dragon King. If Norton really If you have the idea of ​​taking us all over the place, then the Moniah will only fight to the end with your destroyer ladies." Manstein patted the young man on the shoulder, "Would you like to meet the card together? Searle's elite students? Maybe a friendly exchange will benefit both of you."

"Although I really want to accept this honor, let's forget it tonight." The young man smiled wryly and supported the frame, "There are people in there who don't want to see me. If we meet in such a place, maybe we will. It affects morale.”

"They're all from the same family, so how bad is their relationship?" Manstein was a little curious.

Nuonuo seldom mentions her family background to the people around her, but the professors in Cassel know more or less. Her real name is Chen Motong, and she comes from the Chen family in China. That ancient family has a long history of 5000 years. It has been passed down through wars and has rich experience in slaying dragons and means of survival.

Kassel's branches and leaves are all over the world, but China and Japan are rarely involved, because the hybrids in these two places have their own way of survival, and they do not want to be disturbed by the outside world.But in the face of the great cause of slaughtering dragons, they and Cassell have a common position and are willing to help, and of course hope to gain some good benefits from it.

The Chen family is the best among the Chinese mixed races. The young man who appeared on the Maniah tonight is called Chen Jun. All the parts about the Chen family in the bronze plan are executed by him. He seems to be different in age. Large, but clearly deeply trusted by the family.

"No... Mainly because I'm more afraid of her..." When mentioning the demon king-like woman, Chen Jun showed a hint of fear, as if a wandering businessman saw the kid who popped out of the grave and asked him for money, "When I was a child, The two of us don't really deal with each other, and we always have differences on various matters. The solution is to fight directly, and whoever wins will listen to whoever wins."

"Oh." Manstein nodded. This story does sound like Nuonuo's style. She is now a little witch in the world, and she must have been a devil-level bear child when she was a child.

"But I've never beaten her. Every time I've been beaten, my nose is blue and my face is swollen. I'm a little scared of her when I see her now." Chen Jun lowered his head and supported the frame to cover up his most humiliating history. Not being able to win against a girl is indeed something that is easy for a boy to worry about, and probably he will never forget Chen Motong in his entire life.

"The bad relationship between childhood sweethearts." Manstein's Chinese is very good, and his evaluation is sharp, "I won't say that you are here when I see Nuonuo."

"Many thanks!"

Manstein returned to the lower cabin. The students were sitting around a large pot and sucking their mouths. It was indeed the first time for some students to eat this kind of food and they were not used to it. His face was twisted, but he still couldn't stand the delicious temptation and was reluctant to spit it out, rolling the contents of his mouth around with a ghost-like face.

"What are you doing?" Manstein frowned slightly.

"Eat dumplings! Today is the Chinese Lunar New Year. Do as the locals do. Here, you have to eat dumplings for New Year's Eve!" The chef in charge of cooking, Fingal, wore a chef hat on his head, raised a pot and spoon and scooped three dumplings. Sending it to Manstein, his face was full of spring, like a waiter selling his own restaurant's signature dish, "Pork stuffed with green onions, that's a fragrant flavor! Professor, would you like some too?"

The tense dragon slaughter battle is about to begin, but the A-level elites are eating dumplings filled with pork and green onions. Manstein doesn't know if the students are too nervous and take this as a trip, or if it's Fingal the turtle. The grandson was a scourge wherever he put it, and he began to consider whether it would be the best choice to throw this guy off the deck to feed the fish.

But he has to admit that this pot of dumplings is really fragrant... The smell wafting out of the pot is probably even the fish in the Yangtze River can't stand it and tried to jump on the deck from the bottom of the water to try something new, from the luster of the dumplings. , Judging from the beautiful shape of Yuanbao and the rich old Shanxi vinegar on the table, the guy who proposed to eat this pot of dumplings is definitely an authentic Chinese, with a rotten heart that he would be full even if he died before the landslide, and An indelible foodie soul.

"Who made the dumplings?" Manstein looked around at every student in the cabin. He didn't believe that Fingel's German stomach, accustomed to pork knuckle and sauerkraut, could make an authentic Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

"I..." A weak voice sounded in the crowd, followed by a small hand that was still stained with flour. Many people consciously made way for the culprit to be exposed, but Caesar and Nuonuo agreed They looked at each other and decided to be on guard, never betray the good boy who provided everyone with delicious food, and just stood in front of them. If you don't consider that they still have bowls and spoons in their hands, this scene is a bit Spartan before the hot springs. The taste of warriors.

Manstein had to go around in a big circle to break the crowd and break in. There were piles of reconciled noodles, plus a pot of pork and green onion stuffing with fragrant scallions. Dumplings that can be cooked in time.Lu Mingfei wore an apron with her hands behind her back and did not dare to look at the professor. She felt like she had made a big mistake, but Chu Zihang, who was opposite her, was still expressionless, and she could squeeze with one hand while looking at Professor Manstein. Dumplings, this kung fu can almost give him a Dumpling God Award.

"I think the chef on our ship should provide you with a sumptuous dinner." Manstein said with a dark face.

"But he is a German chef professor. We have eaten German food in the college for many years, and we should improve the taste." Caesar was the first to stand up for the Chinese classmates. The Italian gentleman has eaten a lot of absolutely traditional dishes. Chinese dumplings, but it was the first time that an opponent and a beautiful girl personally made dumplings for him at the same time, which made him enjoy the feeling of being served by Chu Zihang, so even if there was Chu Zihang in it, he was willing to come out and be a thorn. Anyway, he was originally such a character, and he fought with Manstein, the ethics committee member, in Kassel on average once every three days, and he was very experienced.

"You can ask him," said Manstein feebly.

"I mentioned it!" Nuonuo held the kuaizi high, but the dumplings in her mouth were not finished, so she took a while to chew before continuing to speak, "but he said he couldn't cook Chinese food! If we want to eat it, he will You can provide tools and ingredients for us to do it ourselves!"

"Don't you worry about affecting the battle after eating so much?" Manstein had to get down to business.

"You have the strength to work when you're full, professor! In ancient times, soldiers were very strong when they ate their own wife's cakes!" Fingel waved his spoon and looked happy to be the cook to take care of his grandchildren. Guo, because Lu Mingfei said that if he was willing to do this job, he would be given extra flavor of fragrant leek alone. Once this lost dog has extra discounts, he doesn't know what dignity is, so he has to kneel down and give Lu Mingfei a lick. The upper is gone.

It seems that this dumpling meal has successfully subdued everyone, even Zero silently enjoys the delicious food and doesn't even want to participate in wasting her time. Manstein had to turn his attention to Chu Zihang. In his opinion Chu Zihang is probably the person who knows the most seriousness here, even though he is also the culprit now.

"My mother specially sent me a message tonight telling me to eat dumplings." Chu Zihang's face was so serious that he almost had the words "I am filial" on his forehead, "She said that no matter where the Chinese are, You must eat dumplings on New Year's Eve, so that you can be happy and healthy in the coming year."

This is really a killer move. Chu Zihang has always seemed to be very traditional and obedient, and he will not do anything out of the ordinary, except when he is on a mission, so many professors like Chu Zihang.But when Chu Zihang brought out my mother's famous saying, Manstein knew that he had completely lost tonight. How could you have the heart to take away the dumplings he just made and let him be such a filial good boy? Can't he listen to his mother?
Manstein was an orphan, so he cared more about family matters.

After a long silence, Manstein had to raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, you won, but you must not be greedy and affect the launching work! I don't want to see anyone reporting to me after a mission, saying that he Eat too much stomachache and need to go to the toilet!"

Huge cheers erupted among the students, applauding Manstein for his wise decision. Fingel fished out all the dumplings left in the pot and gave Professor Manstein a big portion. Nuonuo pushed Manstein to the seat by pressing his shoulder. A group of people held their bowls and watched Manstein eat dumplings. If he could get his approval, this extraordinary feast would be perfect. knock off.

"It's really delicious." Manstein looked at the spoon in his hand. He had to admit that Shanxi aged vinegar and pig's head and green onion dumplings were a perfect match, and even the German stomach was conquered at this moment.

The person who laughed the happiest was probably Lu Mingfei, because this was what she thought, the Chinese New Year should be like this, even if you eat this meal, you have to go to war, so she went to the chef to borrow tools , I didn't expect that everyone who passed by would be very curious when they saw it. After understanding it, they supported it. In the end, even my senior brother joined in, because Chu Zihang said that he just received a text message from his mother asking him to eat tonight. dumpling.

Before conquering a person's heart, one has to conquer his stomach first. Thanks to learning cooking skills from his aunt since childhood, everyone was very satisfied with this meal. The students who participated in this bronze program have never met Lu Mingfei. , should also soon remember this little, S-class Chinese girl named Lu Mingfei.