The dragon clan cultivated a Chu Mensao

"S-level freshman Lu Mingfei has no sympathy for 'Yan Ling·Emperor'!! Big news!" Lancelot threw away the comic book in his hand, and put his head next to Chu Zihang's computer, "Who said that. "

"News Department." Chu Zihang said while browsing the content.

"If he doesn't pass the 3e exam, he will be downgraded. How can he pass the exam if he doesn't even have a resonance in his speech?!" Lancelot lay down on the bed and began to study comics again.

The full spelling of the 3E exam is e×tractionevailrationexarn. To Chu Zihang, this name is as troublesome as SHIELD’s full name is the Land Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau.But this exam has been buried deep in his memory by Chu Zihang, he doesn't want to recall that terrible exam at all!

"As for that cowardly boy Lu Mingfei, Fingel must have tricked him again." Lancelot turned a page of the book.

"You do understand." Chu Zihang commented.

This is indeed the case in the dormitory not far away.

"10! 9! 8..."

"Wait a minute... Hey!" Lu Mingfei waved vigorously.

"7! 6!"

"At least you have to look at the goods, brother, you can't buy and sell by force!"

"5! 4!"

"But what if the exam questions are wrong? Do you have a warranty after sale? Do you issue a receipt?"

"3! 2!"

"Hey, brother! Did you hear me talking to you...Grandma's...deal!" Lu Mingfei sat down on his buttocks as if he had collapsed, panting heavily.

Lancelot shrugged innocently, because I was tricked by him too, but I wisely refused...

That night, the discussion forum was maxed out.

"Maybe he will suffer in 3e tomorrow. I don't think he is very good. Maybe the system misjudged his level." Someone left a message.

"Misjudgment of an 's' class student but he has no resonance for the arcane spell!"

"As long as it is a machine, there will always be misjudgments. Maybe he has no dragon blood, so he is not afraid of Chu Zihang's golden pupil at all."

"The biggest specialty is competitive games! What a funny specialty"

"Hey! It's better to open the market. Who is betting that Lu Mingfei will not pass the 3e exam tomorrow?" Fingel with the administrator logo left a message. His appearance brought a wave of enthusiasm. This trash who has not graduated for many years Brother is a popular figure on the school network of Kassel College, and he can always get some valuable news.

"I think the bet he can live is less, and I'm off to a good start. Bet 100 yuan, bet he can live!" Fingel said this, and he has already opened the theme of the voting area.

"Fingal, are you going to bet your roommate on the chance of paying off your credit card loan?" Lancelot laughed without hesitation.

The bet on the "no" side soared rapidly, breaking through 100 US dollars soon, while the bet on the "yes" side was still only [-] yuan from Finger. Everything has been unearthed, no matter how you analyze him, he is a waste.It's definitely not like the "S" class student with pure blood and unlimited potential in the legend.

"Isn't anyone a bit of a gambler?" Fingel complained in a message.

"President?" Lancelot found that Chu Zihang, who was still reading with his head down, was also paying attention to this farce.

"Huh?" Chu Zihang ignored Lancelot, his white and slender fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard, and then forcefully pressed the Enter key.

"500 yuan, I bet he can pass it." Cun Yu said.

"Chairman!? Lancelot looked at Chu Zihang in surprise.

"Well, he can live." Chu Zihang said firmly, he still remembered yesterday's Freedom Day, he believed that there are people who seem to burn the eyes of the whole world, and they are definitely not ordinary people.

"Send a message to make people in the Lionheart Club bet on Lu Mingfei." Chu Zihang was confident that he would cheat the student union and the news department a lot.

"300 yuan, follow!" Sissy replied at the same time, and suddenly many people started betting on Lu Mingfei.

"I bet 5000 yuan," Dick tweeted, "bet he can't pass!"

No one commented anymore, and no one dared to interrupt the conversation between these two natural enemies.In the eyes of everyone, Chu Zihang and Caesar failed to reach an agreement under any circumstances, but today they both admitted that Freedom One Day lost to a good-for-nothing!

"Nonononono, it's about to close, will you come?" Susie asked with her legs curled up on the computer chair, holding a cup of coffee.

"Let those two bastards play by themselves!" Nuonuo was lying on the bed with a lollipop in her mouth, and suddenly turned her head to look at Susie viciously, "It's agreed that you won't hit your chest!!"

"Who knows where a new student came out..." Susie shrank her neck and looked at Nuo Nuo pitifully, "I said that I will accompany you with a new pair of bras..."

"Shut up." Nuonuo interrupted Susie's words with barking teeth and claws.

"Fuck!! Junior brother!! A large number of people suddenly bet on you... I will go!!" Fingel was shocked, "Log in to my administrator ID to find out who they are!"

"Who?" Lu Mingfei was also very frightened. He saw the betting money at the close, and there were 59400 bets on him! !

"The Lionheart Society? Professor Manstein?" Fingel murmured, "Are these people crazy?"

On the second day of the 3E exam, Chu Zihang successfully became a tour guide.

In the classroom on the second floor of the library, Nuonuo was sitting around the desk, and then Chu Zihang looked at his "silly, white and sweet" student and chatted with him in a hurry. Professor Manstein came in to read the exam Discipline, Lu Mingfei quickly found his seat, sat in the examination room, was at a loss as he watched the people present turn off their phones, and then met his gaze.

"Can I look away...QAQ" Lu Mingfei staring at Chu Zihang wished he could go blind.

Chu Zihang leaned against the back door expressionlessly, wearing a neatly pressed school uniform that looked like a custom-made high-end suit, with the Lionheart Club badge pinned to the lapel, and his golden eyes seemed to be staring at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei tried his best to make his existence weak, but the master still stared at him...

"Hi, Senior Brother?" Lu Mingfei waved his hands with a courteous face, and greeted silently.He wasn't sure if this high school god-like figure knew him.

Seeing Chu Zihang nod his head, Lu Mingfei raised his heart, the Great God actually remembered him! ?

Of course Chu Zihang remembered that the opposite side of the teacher's office building was the teacher of Lu Mingfei's class. Every day after school, when Chu Zihang stayed in the office to help the teacher process documents, he could see the classrooms of each class opposite through the window.

Almost every time after school, a short boy would stay in that class, sitting alone on the table with his back bent, holding a broom and cleaning up every now and then, shaking his legs boredly.Generally, Chu Zihang is dissatisfied with this perfunctory work attitude, but he saw that in the huge classroom, there was only that person sitting quietly, with dull eyes...Later, Chu Zihang knew that it was Lu Mingfei , the famous bad guy.

The explosive rock music suddenly sounded, it was Michael Jackson's "Beatit". Although the door was closed, there was still a soft sound. Chu Zihang closed his eyes, and he heard Jackson's high pitched and bright voice, which seemed to be Someone was chanting something in a low voice, like a mantra, like a chant.

The low and unclear dragon mantra did not give Chu Zihang any feeling. In other words, his mental strength was enough to ignore these influences.

"Looking at the time, has the resonance already appeared?" Toyama Masashi asked nervously, holding a medical suitcase and ready to rush in at any time.

"I heard that you bet that Lu Ming would not be able to pass." Nuonuo wore purple Mary Jane shoes and was almost as tall as Chu Zihang.

"Well, I made the Lionheart Club bet that Lu Ming would not survive." Chu Zihang confessed indifferently.

"Oh!?" Nuonuo stared at the other party, "You trust the little boy so much!?"

"Yeah." Chu Zihang nodded, although the junior... looks a bit stupid.

"Let me do the math... If the entire Lionheart Club pays 500 yuan per person..."

"Excluding those who have already bet in advance and those whose bets are less than 26500, the total is [-] yuan."

"Oh~!!" Nuonuo's voice continued to rise.

The exam was over, Masashi Toyama rushed in immediately.

"Since I'm the president, I have to make money." Chu Zihang looked at Nuonuo solemnly and said, "Go and collect the paper."

'Your way of making money is too simple and rude! ! Nuonuo tapped her high heels.