Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 176 Broken Sword and Remaining Armor

The speech at the beginning of each week ended in an inexplicable farce. After the flag-raising ceremony, the students of the preparatory class returned to the top floor of the teaching building, and not many stayed outside. Those who stayed came and went in a hurry, leaving many students from Shilan Middle School who wanted to get to know them coldly.

Zhao Menghua sneered in response and told his younger brothers that the students in the preparatory class were very independent, looked very proud and aloof, and no matter how hard outsiders tried, they would never fit in, let alone expect them to take the initiative to make friends with them.

Although Zhao Menghua spent less time in the preparatory class... the ordinary class, he had heard a lot of rumors about this group of lonely preparatory class students. To use the self-deprecating words of the old students in the ordinary class who had hit a wall countless times, have you ever seen a wolf pack mixed with dogs?

Today, apart from the fact that the sudden arrival of students from the preparatory class startled many people, the most surprising thing was that there turned out to be a very arrogant second-generation student hidden in their school.

The children of the dean of the Kassel College were not just ordinary second-generation students. Staying in Shilan Middle School seemed a bit underappreciated. Especially when they knew that this arrogant second-generation student was called Lu Mingfei, many people who had an impression of this name felt not only disillusioned but also relieved.

Many teachers have a deep impression of this name, but in a negative way. However, his recent deeds, from falling to rising, have shocked many people and made many people fall into deep self-doubt.

Now that the truth is out, they are relieved. See, it's not that we are worse than him, but that he was not in the same circle as us from the beginning. We are all like this, so don't laugh at anyone.

The bell rang, the break ended, and the art teacher came in with a drawing board.

Shilan Middle School is determined to cultivate students with aristocratic temperament, and for aristocrats, the ability to appreciate art is essential. Therefore, Shilan Middle School also attaches great importance to art subjects and does not let other main subjects dominate.

However, China has its own national conditions. Even though the wealthy parents of students at Shilan Middle School had no objection to this, they did not take it too seriously.

The reason is simple, after all, these are not included in the college entrance examination. For those who have long planned to go this way, their parents have already found more professional teachers outside the school, and they do not need the school's entry-level courses.

Su Xiaoqiang was playing with her pencil drawing board in boredom, watching her classmates moving their desks and chairs to leave space in the middle for art class. She looked to the side in boredom, and saw that no one was sitting next to Lu Mingfei.

The art teacher wasn't surprised by his absence, but didn't explain. He looked like he knew something but didn't intend to tell them.

The students in the class also tacitly did not ask, and they all guessed that it was probably related to the preparatory class. Su Xiaoqiang felt that they were eager for the people in the preparatory class to take Lu Mingfei away as soon as possible, and not let him stay here any longer, making them tremble with fear.

Shilan has no shortage of second-generation people, but everyone gets along very well together. Besides being in the same circle, they also have common topics, the topics of ordinary young boys and girls.

But now, you, a second-generation person with no common topics and a background that sounds quite impressive, can’t get along with everyone else. You are either aloof or look down on others.

The last person like this was Chu Yu-li, but she was beautiful and was the white moonlight in the hearts of the Shilan boys. If you were ignored by her, you could comfort yourself by saying that she was the same to everyone.

And you, Lu Mingfei, can't play together with the second generation, nor with other students. You are neither good nor bad, and you are also independent. It's no wonder that people find it difficult to get along with you.

Listening to their furtive discussion, Su Xiaoqiang suddenly felt a little tired. She used her drawing board to block the teacher's sight and quietly took out a dressing mirror from her schoolbag, which was always present in every girl's bag.

She looked at her face in the mirror and felt quite satisfied. It was not worse than those girls in the preparatory class. But it was nothing compared to those outliers, such as the quirky and cute girl; the legendary fiancée; the white moonlight senior sister; and the Jiude teacher who attracted all the boys' attention from the beginning.

Su Xiaoqiang held a pencil and drew in the air at the corner of her eyes as if she was holding a makeup brush. She also pressed her lips with her fingers. It was as if she was thinking about what it would be like if she also had eye shadow and lipstick. She didn't tell Lu Mingfei just now that this was not the first time she passed by the door of the utility room...

Lu Mingfei was led by Jiude Mai to the newly built floor of the teaching building. He looked around curiously. The layout here seemed similar to the floors below, except that some classrooms were locked with heavy doors and the windows were covered with black curtains, making it look mysterious.

Jiude Mai, after bringing him up, left him aside and took out her makeup mirror and lipstick to touch up her makeup. For some reason, her lipstick faded a little. Lu Mingfei covered his head helplessly until he saw the two people coming to greet him. Then he understood why Jiude Mai did this.

Jiude Mai snapped her makeup mirror shut, took off her glasses, and raised her head. Her crimson eye makeup and bright red lipstick made her look like a queen about to be worshipped, looking at the somewhat reserved man and woman in front of her with great aura.

Jude Aki twisted her hands together, and couldn't help looking at Jude Mai, who exuded the "sister aura", stiffly, and her voice dropped several degrees when she called her sister. Ye Sheng stood straight at the side, like a student receiving roll call.

Lu Mingfei looked at them coming and going, and suddenly he felt that the scene that Jiude Mai was expecting was a little bit fun. It was a bit like when all the relatives were together during the Chinese New Year and found that several of them were teachers in his school.

Aki Satoku and his team, who were also from the headquarters, now had an additional task, to assist the two professors in the construction of the new preparatory class. This task was supposed to be taken care of by someone else from the headquarters, but they were temporarily assigned to take over until the person arrived.

Jude Aki whispered that they could just hand Lu Mingfei over to them. Although Jude Mai was now considered a faculty member of the preparatory class, she was recruited from outside after all, and the main academy was still processing the formalities...

Jude Mai didn't make things difficult for them, nor did she plan to go in and take a look. She raised her head to admire Jude Aki's embarrassed expression, then went downstairs with her waist twisted. Anyway, her goal was achieved.

Jiude Yaji and Ye Sheng, who still looked a little embarrassed, led Lu Mingfei to a large classroom and knocked gently on the door. After the people inside responded, they stood on both sides of the door and let Lu Mingfei go in by himself.

Lu Mingfei wanted to look at their embarrassed look for a while longer so that he could go back and talk to Jiude Mai about it, but the door had already been opened from the inside and he couldn't stay outside any longer.

He carefully looked around the door first, and when he saw the teacher on the podium was the bald man with a stern face, Manstein, he breathed a sigh of relief and went in. Guderian's performance just now left a deep impression on him. Compared with him, Manstein, who had very little hair, looked much more normal.

The classroom was like a small auditorium, with black curtains drawn, and it was also mysterious. All the students in the preparatory class had taken their seats, and Lu Mingfei saw Sister Chu in the front row, who seemed to be nodding and greeting, and the little troublemaker Xia Mi who was making faces at him beside her.

Lucrecia was also there. She and Patsy were sitting in a corner. There was no one around, and they looked a little lonely. When he came in, Lucrecia waved to him generously. She still had a bright smile on her face.

It can be seen that the struggle at the top of the academy has also affected those below, and Lucrecia, who was obviously pushed here by the board of directors, has also been affected.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's begin today's class." Watching Lu Mingfei take his seat, Manstein operated the computer in front of him and projected two photos onto the screen.

It was a broken giant sword and an equally broken huge armor.

　A chapter later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)