My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 64 62. Blue Bird (4)

"So if I fail the exam, I will be demoted?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of Fingel... He said that his F grade was as humble as a serf's mule in the Middle Ages. If she gave her an F during the exam break, this would Isn’t the journey of studying abroad ridiculous?

"The worst-case scenario is to be brainwashed and sent home, because there have indeed been cases in the past where people who were originally considered mixed-races actually had very thin blood and were no different from ordinary people. They were completely unable to resonate with Long Wen. After consideration, the academy decided We funded his repatriation. Later, that person was admitted to a good finance university and lived a good life, but he lost the opportunity to contact the real world." Guderian patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "This has nothing to do with you! How could an S-class bother with such a trivial matter?"

"Actually, I'm quite worried now that I will stop eating before the battle..." Lu Mingfei raised her hand weakly.

She has never had much confidence in herself, and her best time was in games. She still remembers when Shilan Middle School organized a speech contest, and Lu Mingfei was selected as a member of the literary club. She had been training for this for a long time, and she planned to quote it at the beginning. Mr. Lin Yutang's famous sayings can show a bit of the style of the literary society.

On the day of her speech, she took the stage and started with this: "Dear leaders and classmates, hello everyone, I am Lu Mingfei from Class 1, Grade 3, and the title of my speech is "Thank you for having you." Lin Yutang My husband once said that a wonderful speech should be like a miniskirt worn by a girl, the shorter the better.”

At this time, it stands to reason that there should be understanding laughter and applause from the audience. Lu Mingfei deliberately paused here to wait for the feedback below, smiling as much as possible to please the audience. At this time, the vice-principal, who was known for his pedantic temperament, coughed in a low voice. Several students who wanted to laugh immediately fell silent. Even if it was Lin Yutang's original words, the vice-principal did not like this uncivilized opening.

As a result, the entire auditorium fell silent, with thousands of pairs of eyes staring coldly at Lu Mingfei. The confidence that Lu Mingfei had finally built up was completely destroyed. She went from being a hero ready to accept applause to saying obscene things The joke led to the despised prisoner, who had no choice but to bow and say that I was not ready yet, so I chose to abstain and quit.

I don’t know which great man once said that it may take a long time to build confidence before it appears, but it only takes a moment to destroy a person’s confidence. Others’ ridicule, denial, and malice are often invisible. A sharp sword will never see blood when killing people.

That was the first time Lu Mingfei gave a speech in her life, and it might also be the last time in her life. The vice-principal probably didn't know that his cough could be so powerful. A slender and sensitive little girl could easily be... The slightest movement breaks the heart.

In fact, everyone is such a fragile child. Some people are born to be eloquent and can touch thousands of people's hearts at any time. And some people are just born humble introverts who like to stand in the shadows and appreciate the beauty of the world, but there are always people trying to drive them into the sunshine, saying that you should be as dazzling as those who stand on high places. Little did they know that this would make her gradually wither under the bright light, just like a completely dried mushroom. Even if it is soaked in water, it will not return to the full and round luster when it was first born.

Therefore, the former Lu Mingfei was not such a humble, cowardly, and nonsensical girl. She had many beautiful fantasies, many favorite stories, and her wild imagination left countless slender chapters in her diary. But she didn’t have anyone with whom she could share her life. The departure of her parents, the life of being dependent on others, and the experiences in school. So many things combined to make her what she is today.

She was very afraid of failure, no matter it was a big or small matter, Professor Guderian's words about repatriation really scared her. What she cares about is not the life in Kassel, where everyone calls her S-level and says she is great, but that when she goes back to the past, she will be the girl who depends on others again, and the princes and princesses of Shilan will point at her and say Look, the girl who was picked up by Ferrari to go to school in the United States was driven back again. The Americans looked down on her, and she had to repeat the grade again to go to college! Those who had been stepped on by her were happy to write SB on her forehead, then kick her to a corner and call a circle of people to laugh at her, such as Zhao Menghua.

The girl named Lu Mingfei had no escape route for a long time. She had been like this from the moment the plane landed in the United States. If she were to return to Shilan Middle School now, she would rather jump directly from the repatriation plane into the Pacific Ocean.

"Relax! Have confidence in yourself!" Professor Guderian is still the same. He doesn't understand the girl's thoughts at all. He just keeps bragging about the so-called S-level. Until now, Lu Mingfei doesn't know where she is. It was special, worthy of the old man and even the entire college blowing her hard, wishing that she would be blown up to the sky and turned into bulging cowhide.

Guderian took out a music box and put it on the table: "Legend has it that in the ancient times, the voice of the Black Dragon Emperor Nidhogg roaring on the throne could pass through the ice fields and mountains, sweeping across the continent, and wherever he went, there were thousands of dragon blood descendants. Worship, the king and the people surrendered. Later, a skilled craftsman recorded Nidhogg's roar in this music box. We found this box deep in the Arctic Ocean, and it can even continue to be used after repair. This record is all words The beginning of spirits, the [Emperor] who is the first in the list of spirits! As long as you listen to this dragon text, you will understand why S-class is unique!"

He fiddled with the box and prepared to play it. Lu Mingfei glanced at Chu Zihang quietly, and Chu Zihang nodded to indicate that she could do it safely. It seemed that his senior brother had experienced the same thing.

The music box began to play, and ancient syllables that Lu Mingfei had never heard burst out in the back of his mind. This weird way of pronunciation was like the low roar of a monster, muddy and hoarse, but mixed with the majesty of a king, like the vicissitudes of a church. The bells ring. Lu Mingfei seemed to be able to see the ancient emperor. He was hanging high on a throne carved from ice. When he raised his head, he could admire the country he ruled from a high place. He announced his existence to the world with this poet-like singing. .

"Praise my king for his awakening, destruction, and rebirth." Professor Guderian explained that after being translated into a modern language, this dragon text is very short, but there are at least dozens of syllables played in a loop in the music box. This complex language system is incompatible with It is unlike any human language known today.

It sounds like a wonderful compliment, but when Lu Mingfei thought about it, the dragon on the throne didn't seem so happy. The unreachable position also meant that no one could accompany him. The lonely time of thousands of years remained the same, no matter the dawn. Or at night, there is always only a lonely shadow on the high mountains of the ice field, wandering alone above the shadow of the clouds.

"Look, this is the strength of S-class!" Professor Guderian was very surprised. In his opinion, Lu Mingfei's dullness meant that she had entered a state of resonance with Long Wen.

"This song is really ugly. Does Nidhogg have a broken throat? Dragons can also have chronic pharyngitis?" Lu Mingfei pouted after regaining consciousness.

"Don't you understand?" Professor Guderian was stunned.

"I just think it's the same as when I listen to Koreans singing. I can't understand the meaning anyway, but Nidhogg can't say this Smecta and that Smecta..." Lu Mingfei said cautiously, "At least it sounds better than Korean. A little bit."

Professor Guderian stopped talking. He was lost in thought, as quiet as the famous thinking statue.

"What's wrong with him?" Lu Mingfei leaned close to Chu Zihang and whispered to him.

"It's strange that you don't understand Longwen." Chu Zihang explained, "Emperor Yan Ling is the word spirit that Nidhogg uses to control his descendants. The reverence for Longwen is passed down with the blood of the dragon family. Any dragon family All mixed races should respond to this emperor's words."

"I really just think that there is someone singing, and the level is not good enough..." Lu Mingfei was very innocent. She should have known about it in advance so that she could pretend to be a normal person, "Senior Brother, did you hear that? How did you feel when you were there?”

"The great emperor is summoning his descendants, and those who disobey will die under the king's wrath. This is a fear I rarely feel, the kind that comes from deep in my heart, even though I clearly know the fate of Yanling itself. The master no longer exists, but his majesty will not fade no matter how many years pass, as if he will be reborn tomorrow."

Lu Mingfei tried to see some traces of acting on Chu Zihang's face to prove that he and Professor Guderian were either mentally ill together or colluded to tease her. But the senior brother's face was always as calm as water, with few fluctuations. Lu Mingfei could already clearly see the hair on his face. Chu Zihang still looked like an old monk sitting in meditation.

"Really?" Lu Mingfei still didn't believe it.

"Really, if you stick close to each other again, we should kiss." Chu Zihang calmly moved his chair back to avoid accidentally having a close contact on the spot.

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses. When she was unconscious, she was already very close to Chu Zihang. Her movements of getting close and whispering were like some idiot couple who were inseparable. The tips of her hair even hung down on him. On her shoulder, Chu Zihang must have been able to smell the cherry-flavored shampoo she had just used tonight.

In fact, it was more than just shampoo. From Chu Zihang's perspective, the girl with the rose-red hairband was radiating with brilliance and looked much prettier than before. I still remember that Lu Mingfei in Shilan Middle School always wore two whips and very old-fashioned big black-rimmed glasses. Now that she has thrown away those, her hair is longer than before, and her single ponytail has a vibrant look. It feels like she will look at you seriously when you speak, her slender eyelashes are like flying bird wings. She will also carefully peek at your expression, and then make an appropriate response, but she still thinks that you don't know, When she smiles, she occasionally purses her lips silently like Xiaojiabiyu, but in fact, she feels like a little fox has succeeded and is secretly proud of herself, full of small thoughts.

Time is always easy to change a person, whether it is himself or the friends around him. Chu Zihang suddenly felt a little relieved inexplicably. He was the kind of guy who would feel happy when he saw others getting better. Lu Mingfei was very fond of him. It's not a very important person, but there were moments of life and death between the two people.

To this day, the nightmare on the viaduct is still a demon that Chu Zihang has not overcome. Every night before going to bed, he will recall every detail of that nightmare. My mother remarried a long time ago. Of course she doesn’t care about that man. The favorite thing of a guy who only knows how to drive a car with no skills is to sit at a roadside stall at night and eat braised large intestine and grilled chicken wings. Such a person will not care about him even after he leaves this world. There are too many people who remember him, so Chu Zihang cannot forget him, otherwise there will never be a place for him in this world.

But that man was actually really awesome. He only tore off his mediocre performance at the last moment, rose up like a lion and tiger, and challenged the God of War above the sky.

Many nights of tossing and turning, Chu Zihang returned to the Maybach in his dreams that he would never forget. The more he chewed it over and over again, the more impressed he was by Lu Mingfei's face. As for Chu Zihang's dreams at night, he didn't dream of his father. Instead, he dreamed of Lu Mingfei loudly saying to him, senior brother, you can't go back. Who will remember him after you die?

"I'm sorry." Lu Mingfei apologized with a red face, like a mosquito, and sat back honestly, putting her hands on her knees and tightening her shoulders, like a primary school student who was afraid of being called on by the teacher in class.

This is how you like someone. You will approach him unconsciously and subconsciously. When you see something interesting, you will think of sharing it with him. You will drag your cheeks and look out the window on a rainy day, thinking about the person under the same sky. Are people doing the same thing as me now, and even more so when they are bored? They don't say anything after the call is answered, they just smile and ask, "Hey, what are you doing?"

This is the sentiment of a girl like poetry, the sour and sweet strawberry flavor. Even if she doesn’t confess to him, she still likes her very much. Every time we are together, I just think that it would be nice to have more time like this, but again I was afraid that his eyes would stay on me for too long, and I would wonder if my hair was not done well today, or if there were any wrinkles in my clothes, and my fingers would be picking at the ends of my hair in a way that he couldn't see. The place hides the little uneasiness.

How could a boy understand? How could a steely Liu Xiahui like senior brother know? Therefore, the feeling of admiration can always only be a wish that cannot be seen in the light. The person who has a crush on someone is like a sneaky groundhog. As long as we can sit and eat and chat together like now, we are satisfied. I am afraid that if it is more... If you take a step closer, you will be rejected, because then you will lose the current opportunity together.

Hello? Senior brother, I actually like you very much! do you know?

Lu Mingfei did not raise her head to look at Chu Zihang's face, but just whispered quietly in her heart, as if in this way the biggest secret in the world would be known to the gods, and the light of heaven would descend to care for the girl's mind.