Five years old Lu Mingfei

Chapter 15 Fifteen. Bad-looking stick brother
"That's not because you can't wake up." Nuonuo said bluntly.

"People's spirits are very fragile when they are in a state of spiritual vision, please be gentle." Lu Mingfei complained.

Nuonuo bound Lu Mingfei's test papers and put them into the lockbox.

Then she looked at him with incomprehensible eyes and teased: "Would you like to help you call Chu Zihan, the president of the Lion Heart Society? She should be happy to be gentle with you."

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment: "Why is senior sister involved?"

"Have you not looked at the school website?" Nono glanced at him: "It is filled with scandals about you and that 'Ice Beauty'."

Lu Mingfei's mobile phone couldn't connect to the Internet, so he borrowed Nono's.

He gritted his teeth as he flipped through the webpage, and finally saw the bet that had ended - the sponsor was Fingel.

The next second, his angry roar flew out of the library window: "Fingel! You bitch! I will interpret your dream!"

During lunch time, students wearing the dark green uniforms of Kassel College sat around the dining table, preparing to enjoy the welcome party for new students.

Fingel walked to the dining table and saw Lu Mingfei staring at him sideways.

He felt a little guilty, cleared his throat, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you're here so early, how are you? The content of the exam..."

He gave a "you know" look.

Lu Mingfei also smiled brightly: "Senior brother, I recognize your ability. There is no need to say more about such a small matter."

He came closer and whispered: "I heard that senior brother made nearly 50,000 yuan last night?"

Fingel's heart sank and he laughed loudly: "No way, junior brother, you just like to joke. Senior brother, I haven't even paid off the debt..."

Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "I want half."

Fingel was shocked and his face was as dark as water: "Junior brother, it's not a good habit for a lion to open his mouth. At worst, I won't charge you for the follow-up fees."

Lu Mingfei snorted coldly: "Senior brother, if you persist in your stubbornness, our friendship will end here today."

Fingel also sneered: "People die for money and birds die for food. A penny stumps a heroic man. You actually want to use brotherhood to kidnap me. Lu Mingfei, you are still too young."

Lu Mingfei said angrily: "Didn't you, you idiot, plot against me first?!"

Fingel shook his head and said earnestly: "Junior brother, please don't be angry. I know that you have made great contributions. Doesn't this help you waive the fee? Let's do this. If similar things happen in the future, you can come to me. I will definitely give you a discount."

The anger on Lu Mingfei's face suddenly disappeared, and he said sadly: "Brother, you don't think you can defeat me, do you?"

Fingel raised his eyebrows: "Now that it's done, what else can you do?"

Lu Mingfei chuckled twice: "Senior brother, you are too confident. Now the initiative is in my hands."

"I know, senior brother, that you are the head of the Information Department, and you are the one who uploaded all the news on the school website, including yesterday's fake news."

Lu Mingfei pushed up his non-existent glasses and crossed his fingers: "As long as the person involved comes forward to clarify, your trap will be broken, and you yourself will become the target of public criticism, and you will even be worse than me!"

Fingel breathed out, still unwavering: "It's useless. Judging from your current reputation, junior brother, there are very few people who believe in you." Lu Mingfei raised the corner of his mouth: "What if it was Chu Zihan who said it? ?”

Fingel's eyes widened in shock, and there was only one word in his mind: Send!

He suppressed his voice and said angrily: "Junior brother, don't forget, I also have the handle on you. Cheating in the 3E exam is a serious crime for dropping out of school."

Lu Mingfei shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Then senior brother, go report me and see if you, the mastermind, can escape unscathed."

Fingel trembled and sat down slumped.

"Since Yu is born, how can Liang be born!" he lamented.

Lu Mingfei sighed and said, "Senior brother, you have so many dramas and your Chinese is so good."

Fingel sat up and said with an apologetic smile: "Junior brother, let's discuss it. Half is too much if you want it. How about 28, 37 is not enough..."

Lu Mingfei said calmly: "June 4th..."

"Huh?" Fingel said anxiously: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

Lu Mingfei sneered again: "Qi San..."

Fingel immediately stopped: "Fifty-five, just five-five. If you don't change it, I will transfer the money to you as soon as it arrives."

He looked Lu Mingfei up and down: "Junior brother, I don't think you are a mixed race, but rather like the reincarnation of Shylock, the reincarnation of Grandet, the reincarnation of Pulushkin, and the reincarnation of Abagong."

These four people are all famous misers, the kind who want money rather than their lives.

Lu Mingfei chuckled: "I just took what I deserved. Senior brother, your move has pushed me to the opposite side of all the men in the school. If I eat with the old students today, I doubt that the table will turn from a pig's knuckle to a pig's knuckle." Become my thigh.”

Fingel was as thick-skinned as a city wall. He chuckled and said, "It's not that exaggerated. I've stayed here for eight years at least, senior brother. They will give me some face."

"By the way," he changed the subject: "Classes start tomorrow. The teacher you chose for the first level of Magic Power Mechanical Design is Mans Rundstedt. He is a test-mad man and must take roll call in every class. .Be careful.”

Lu Mingfei didn't think there was anything wrong with calling him by name. His grades were a bit poor, but he never skipped class, which was the only good thing many teachers said.

"Please note, first-year students, that the first-level class of Magic Mechanical Design scheduled for tomorrow morning is cancelled. Professor Rundstedt will send the lecture notes of Chapter 1 to your email inbox. " Norma's voice echoed in the restaurant.

"Cancelled? Now it's better. There's no need to go." Lu Mingfei continued to chew on his elbow.

"Professor Rundstedt must be on a mission in China." Fingel affirmed without raising his head.

"On a mission?" Lu Mingfei said thoughtfully.

“The college often closes for several weeks because professors are away on assignment, and many professors work part-time to carry out the ministry’s secret missions,” Fingel said.

"It should be..." Lu Mingfei already understood.

"It has something to do with dragons. The class was canceled temporarily. They should have discovered some clues."

(End of this chapter)