[Dragon Clan·Chulu] Nibelungen Soul Relief Song

Sonorous marching music came from all directions, and the gate of the building with the sign of "Executive Department" on the west side of the campus opened, and neatly dressed doctors and nurses swarmed out, spreading out to take care of every "corpse".The chairman of the discipline committee, Professor Manstein, was among the doctors, and walked towards Lu Mingfei cursingly:

"Students nowadays don't pay attention to their homework all day, but participate in this kind of boring game! Is it fun? Is it fun?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head, and replied very sincerely: "It's not fun at all, turning the school into a lunatic asylum is a waste of money and people."

"That's right, it's a waste of money. These are all money, all money!" Professor Manstein stretched out his trembling hands and stroked the walls full of bullet holes, showing a painful expression.

Lu Mingfei's understanding made the little old man with a shiny head very gratified. He looked at the boy in school uniform in front of him, and eased his tone: "You look like a freshman in your attire? I'm Professor Manstein from the Documentation Department. , if you are a freshman, you will take my class. I am in charge of this place now, and you can go to the side to rest."

"Yes." Lu Mingfei nodded politely, and withdrew from the smoky battlefield.

The "corpses" woke up one after another, and Professor Guderian was no exception.It's just that this unreliable tutor tried the medicine himself in order to show the efficacy of the "Friga Bullet" to his favorite students, and fell asleep again.The parking lot echoed the quarrel between Professor Manstein and the students. The little old man was very angry at the members of the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union, so he called the principal in a rage.Principal Angers, who claimed to be swimming in the Aegean Sea, comforted Professor Manstein, and finally asked him to turn on the hands-free button of the mobile phone.

"S-level freshman Lu Mingfei, have you chosen my "Introduction to Dragon Family Genealogy"?" A mid-spirited voice came from the speaker.

"I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Professor Guderian is in a coma and cannot fill out the course selection list at the moment." Lu Mingfei sat on the steps and poked the instructor's smooth forehead, and added, "Mr. Suggestions? Your train service is terrible, please make sure not to be late next time."

"Haha, no problem, I look forward to meeting you in class." The principal smiled heartily and hung up the phone.

Lu Mingfei stood up and patted the dust on his pants. The temperature around him dropped instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, like a group of Eskimos saw a giant panda on the Arctic ice sheet.Seeing this cute national treasure wave his round paws, he showed a bright smile to all the teachers and students in the school.Then he unfolded the "Cassel College Map" that he carried with him and studied it. As if he didn't feel the hostility around him at all, he swaggered through layers of arctic wolves and walked towards his cozy little den.

1 Dormitory in District 303.

Fingel used Lu Mingfei's student ID to order a luxurious dinner, and the owner of the student ID only took away the Boston pie and a cup of coffee, and the rest was cheaper for Fingel.

Sipping a fragrant cappuccino, Lu Mingfei logged into the school news website, clicked on the night watchman discussion area, and unexpectedly found himself on the headlines.

"Who does the crown of Freedom Day belong to? Who bombed Caesar and then bombed Chu Zihang?"

Below is a large and beautiful photo of the person concerned, with Lu Mingfei's student number, dormitory number, age and place of origin and all other information attached, and the last one is kindly marked: "Single!"

"Junior brother, you are really showing off today. The winner of the 'Freedom Day' will get the right to use the 'Norton Hall' for one year and the right to be the finalist of this year's 'Academy Star', and the first person you are pursuing in the academy A girl can't refuse you, and she has to maintain a relationship with you for at least three months." Fingel chewed on the foie gras, and poked his caviar-stained face from the upper bunk, "Congratulations on becoming the student of all the boys in the academy. Public Enemy, there must be a lot of people ambushing in the shadows outside right now, just waiting for you to go out and give you a fatal blow. Maybe even going to the toilet will be dangerous in the future."

"That's really bad, I hate safety hazards the most." Lu Mingfei put down his coffee cup, and took out the pistol/gun that Masashi Toyama gave him from his pocket.

He opened the door of the dormitory, looked at the dark corridor outside, and said loudly: "Senior Fingel, I received a gift from the equipment department today. Walter PPK, with a caliber of 7.65 mm and a muzzle velocity of 280 m/s, is effective The range is 50 meters, and it is said that the effect is comparable to that of an aircraft cannon, and it can explode longan with one shot, now I will show you a demonstration."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Mingfei pulled the trigger and fired three bursts at the empty corridor. Then he slammed the door and continued to enjoy the unfinished Boston pie.

Hearing the screams of chickens and dogs jumping outside the door, Fingel couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.He suddenly thought of Chu Zihang, the super A-level dragon slaying warrior in the second grade, who was hailed as the "embryo killer" by the teachers and students in the school. Could it be that Chinese people are so cruel?Realizing that he had just taken advantage of the freshman's loophole to cheat Lu Mingfei into a big meal, Fingle suddenly felt that the originally delicious roast goose leg on the plate had become unpalatable.

"Don't worry about eating your goose leg, I won't do anything to you." Lu Mingfei seemed to have guessed his thoughts, "We are both roommates and students of the same tutor, please have a meal It should be."

"As expected of a younger brother, he really shows loyalty." Fingel flattered him like a dog, and hurriedly gnawed on the goose leg.

"There is an old Chinese saying that 'many friends lead many roads', seniors and I are considered friends, please take care of me in the future." Lu Mingfei blew on the muzzle of the gun that was emitting white smoke, and raised a small smile at the corner of his mouth. Devilish smile.

"That's it, that's it." Fingel said flatteringly with a smiling face.

There was a knock on the door, and Fingel immediately consciously looked at the door and welcomed Professor Guderian in.

"When I came here just now, I heard a loud noise, and many students ran out. Do you know what happened?"

"I don't know, probably the thermos bottle in some dormitory burst." Lu Mingfei replied nonchalantly, and glanced at Fingel.

Seeing this, Fingel hastily echoed: "That's right, boys of this age are prone to ADHD, kicking thermos bottles and so on without paying attention. I've seen them countless times over the years."

"Really? Today's young people are too careless, so they are not afraid of being burned?" Professor Guderian sighed a little, and then turned to the topic, "Tomorrow is the day of the entrance assessment exam. About Long Wen, Ming Fei are you ready?"

"Always be prepared to fight for the cause of dragon slaying." Lu Mingfei raised his right fist, "But I haven't learned dragon language, so I really don't know how to do it."

"Don't worry, the language of the Dragon Clan is passed down through the blood. I believe that you, an S-level student, can understand it naturally as long as you hear the Dragon Language. It won't trouble you." He took out an Oxford dictionary from his pocket. Such a thick torn book was stuffed into Lu Mingfei's hands.

Lu Mingfei flipped through the distorted circles on the yellowed pages, and frowned: "Don't tell me this is Long Wen, it's written in Korean, I hate Bangziguo's writing the most."

"Who made the last person in history who understood the grammar of Longwen no longer exist? There are only 76 sentences in Longwen that have been deciphered so far. We can't decipher the spelling of Longwen, so we have to use Korean phonetic notation. It doesn't matter if you don't understand Korean , I'll read it to you." Professor Guderian explained and demonstrated to Lu Mingfei.

Professor Guderian finished reading a series of retroflexes, and asked expectantly: "Ming Fei, have you heard the voice of the ancient dragon emperor? Do you have the feeling of being summoned by the great master?"

"Not at all." Lu Mingfei replied unmoved.

"You...you didn't understand?" The old guy was like a thunderbolt.

"You can't say that." Lu Mingfei blinked and said in Chinese, "Praise my king's awakening, destruction is rebirth. Is that what you meant just now?"

Professor Guderian was overjoyed, and instantly rose from hell to heaven.He grabbed Lu Mingfei's shoulder and shook it vigorously, almost jumping on him, "I knew how a dignified S-rank could not understand Long Wen, hahaha——"

"Professor, your pronunciation is inaccurate. Korean pinyin is harmful." Lu Mingfei struggled to break free from the old guy's clutches, and unhappily adjusted his school uniform and tie, "The so-called Long Wen is really like that. Obscure? It's completely understandable by reading, why do you have to use phonetic notation?"

"Oh, you are indeed my unique student. You can understand it by reading it... Wait, you said you can understand it just by reading it?" The old guy seemed to have discovered the New World by Columbus. Turn, "Can you understand this?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at the page in front of him. This time there was no damn Korean phonetic notation, and his eyes felt much more comfortable.After staring at it for a while, he murmured, "It probably means 'the order to liberate the sky, marching towards destruction'."

"What about this?" Professor Guderian turned another page.

"For the royal service of my emperor, Wei Ru has been completely disabled."

"This one……"

"Bronze is the guide, flame is the thread, burn all things in the universe, stop and show mercy."

Back and forth, Professor Guderian was silent. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and his mouth was wide open, giving Lu Mingfei the illusion that he was about to be swallowed by reptiles.

"Professor, have you been shocked by the breadth and depth of Chinese? If it is really difficult to understand, I can translate it into English, Japanese or Latin for you, but forget about Longwen, and always feel that something bad will happen." Lu Mingfei The first to break the silence.

"No, no, no, absolutely don't just read it out in Long Wen, we won't be able to survive if the spirit of speech breaks out." The old guy finally regained his ability to speak, panting heavily, "Ming Fei, my dear My child, you brought me too many surprises today. At this moment, I can no longer express my feelings. In short, I look forward to your performance tomorrow. I want to go back and calm down. You should also rest early. Good night Mingfei, good night Fingal .”

Professor Guderian stumbled out of the dormitory, Lu Mingfei looked at the funny figure and sighed, and began to prepare for a bath.At this time, he suddenly found that Fingel, who had been silent before, was frantically browsing the discussion forum of the Night Watchman with his laptop in his arms, with a smirk on his face before he succeeded in a trick.

"Hey! Why don't you open the market? Who is betting that Lu Mingfei won't pass the 3E exam tomorrow?" Fingel with the administrator logo left a message.

"Fingal, are you going to bet your roommate on the chance of changing your credit card loan?" Someone laughed.

"Isn't anyone a bit of a gambler? Well, let me make a good start. Bet 100 yuan and bet that he can pass!" Fingel said so, and opened the theme of the voting area.

"I bet 500 yuan that Lu Mingfei will pass the exam." The person with the ID "Cun Yu" left a message.

"Chu Zihang?!" Someone exclaimed.

"I bet 5000 yuan." The person with the ID "Dick Tuido" left a message, "Betting on Lu Mingfei will not pass the exam."

"Caesar……"

"These people are really boring." Lu Mingfei looked at the silent discussion area, and sneered, "It seems that I have become a bargaining chip for you, Senior Fingal?"

Fingle, who was buried in typing on the keyboard, shuddered, and hurriedly put on a flattering face, "Junior brother, you see that you are so good that you can decipher the dragon text, so let me borrow the light by the way."

"You're cheating." Lu Mingfei said contemptuously.

"Yes, yes, I cheated, but didn't Chu Zihang cheat? Now, there are 3 yuan bets on you not passing the 42500E exam, and only 600 yuan bets on you passing the exam, of which 500 yuan is Chu Zihang's pressure." Yes, it's 5 times as much as mine, 5 times! I understand that you are brothers who have loved each other since middle school. He knows that there is nothing strange about you, but at least it will leave a way for me, a poor ghost, to be my senior. I’m so poor that I don’t even have enough money to eat, huh~~~”

Finger muttered endlessly, and in the end even wanted to ask Lu Mingfei to borrow money for a black box operation. Lu Mingfei got a headache from his quarrel, grabbed a pillow and put it on Finger's face, and slammed the door away.

The author has something to say: It is extremely doubtful that Concubine Ming read the words of Zhulong. . .