Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 143 Yesterday (thanks to the leader of "Seven Spirits")

Thanks to the leader of "Seven Spirits"
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"This is Zero, and he is also my mentor student. His bloodline is one level lower than yours. It is 'A-level'. I don't know if you recognize him or not." Professor Guderian introduced.

"I'm fairly familiar with Ling." Lu Mingfei looked at the Russian girl in front of him wearing black rimless glasses and a white robe that was about to be dragged to the ground. It felt like a child playing house, which was very strange.

"That's good. I'll bring you here today to let you know about our working environment. The interpretation of the "Ice Sea Fragments" is all carried out in Norma's underground monitoring area. Any relevant paper documents and original pottery fragments It is not allowed to be taken out of the area." It is rare for Professor Guderian to speak in such a serious tone: "The entire underground space is under strict monitoring by Norma to prevent these precious documents from being destroyed or stolen by malicious people. "

"Don't worry, professor, I won't have any thoughts about these antiques." Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"Of course, I believe you are a good boy, Mingfei." Professor Guderian patted him on the shoulder, "But the rules must be made clear in advance, zero, take Lu Mingfei to visit, I want to put this week's The progress of the translation is uploaded to the discussion group, tomorrow is Sunday, and I have to report to a meeting! I really hate meetings, I might as well study for half an hour if I have this time!"

Professor Guderian picked up a stack of documents cursingly, went to a computer and typed on the screen, and uploaded the contents of the documents with a video camera.

The rest of the researchers turned their heads sideways and continued to carefully restore the pottery fragments with brushes and magnifying glasses.

It seems that not everyone is interested in the most popular "S-level" in the academy these days. Some people just have a soft spot for academic research, and they don't listen to the outside world, and they are only academics.

"Come with me." Zero said.

She walked ahead and led Lu Mingfei to the computer, "The professor has added your account to the research group, these computers can enter the 'Ice-sea remnant', no password is required, just swipe your student card, and then You can unlock it by pressing your fingerprint, remember to lock the computer before you leave.”

"What is the 'Ice-sea remnant'?"

"A secret website established to interpret the "Ice Sea Fragments", on which institutions and individuals from all over the world share research results."

Zero pushed his glasses and walked towards the area with white lights.

"The original copy of the "Ice Sea Fragment" is preserved here. These documents have a history of thousands of years, and the texture has become very fragile. Be careful when you move."

She introduced Lu Mingfei to the division of labor in each area, like an excellent secret technique or assistant.

It was the first time Lu Mingfei heard her talk so much, he thought that every sentence of Zero would be within 10 words.

But this is not what surprised Lu Mingfei the most. What he really wanted to ask was why the female student who entered school with him was already so familiar with the environment here, why did she work here secretly? How long!

When handing in homework in Professor Mance's class, he discovered that this petite girl always likes to do big things in silence!

Lu Mingfei followed Zero to all the areas, and finally couldn't help asking: "When did you join Professor Guderian's research team?"

"After taking the 3E exam, I applied for it, and it was officially passed 9 days ago." Ling said lightly, "Are there any questions?"

"No more." Lu Mingfei suppressed the desire to complain about the Russian king of rolls.

Zero nodded, walked to the front of the computer desk, sat on the stool with his hands on it, and focused on the work in hand.

She seems to be working on a thesis, looking up at the computer screen every now and then.

Lu Mingfei felt that those distorted characters looked like earthworms. He flipped through the "Ancient Hebrew" textbook, and he could roughly see that there were all ancient Hebrew characters on it, but he couldn't understand the meaning.

However, Zero seems to be able to read it by himself, without even needing translation software.

The gap between people is always huge. Although I don’t know how old Ling is, but he looks much younger than Lu Mingfei. It can only be said that he has spent too much time in the past, addicted to the Internet and games. If he uses those time to study, it will look another way.

People can't always stand still, Lu Mingfei doesn't want to waste time like before.

So he also sat in front of the computer and swiped his student card to unlock the computer.

He borrowed a pen and a few sheets of paper from Zero, and while looking up information, he wrote an [-]-character essay on "Ancient Hebrew".

If you don't understand, you can ask Professor Guderian. The professor is very enthusiastic to answer him, talking about the professional field, and he is very excited.

In this way, he revised and studied.

The researchers came and went, came and went, one after another, there was no one in the laboratory, only him and the professor and Zero were left. He had just finished writing the [-]-character composition, the meaning of the ancient Hebrew words Quite rich, just like ancient Chinese classical Chinese, a short sentence can express a lot of meaning, [-]-character composition seems small, but it is very difficult to write, it is not an easy job.

"Ah, it's all up to this point." Professor Guderian glanced at his watch: "It's already 10 o'clock in the evening, let's call it a day, and develop a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and don't stay up late."

"Want to have supper, professor? There is still zero, do you want to go together? I treat you." Lu Mingfei rubbed his stomach.

He was hungry again, and the physical test consumed a lot of energy. He came over at about 7 o'clock and ate a hamburger for dinner, because Professor Guderian told him not to eat too much for dinner.

"It's still my baby Mingfei who loves me." Professor Guderian said happily.

Zero nodded and did not speak.

The three left the research room, and Professor Guderian swiped his card to close the access to the research room.

They took the elevator out, and the library was crowded with people, and the seats were all vacant.

The night enveloped the campus, and the street lights outside the window were shining with white light. The three of them came to the second floor of the cafeteria. Lu Mingfei ordered skewers and beer. Sprinkle seasonings on top, listen to the sizzling sound of oil, the fat drips on the fruit charcoal, the tongue of fire rises, and the waiter brings cold beer.

The professor began to persuade Lu Mingfei to choose more courses, while Ling quietly blew a whole bottle of cold beer imported from Germany, and rows of empty bottles were placed on her desk.

At this time, there were very few people in the cafeteria. The second floor is the ordering area, which is considered a high-end restaurant. In general universities, it is a window for small fry, and the price is much more expensive, so most students only eat on the first floor. In the middle of the night, there are only some male students eating supper and couples on a date.

Some people seemed to recognize Lu Mingfei. They boldly stepped forward and wanted to take a photo with Lu Mingfei. There were also some students of Professor Guderian who came to toast the old professor.

For a while, their place became lively, and people gradually gathered.

Professor Guderian was drunk again. He took off his upper body clothes, clapped his hands, and sang old songs slightly drunk. A student with a guitar on his back sat down to accompany him, and Lu Mingfei clapped his hands to beat the beat. He didn't speak, just licked the skewers while drinking.

"When I was young I'd listen to the radio (When I was a kid, I used to listen to the radio)
Waiting for my favorite songs (waiting for my favorite songs)
When they played I'd sing along, (When they played I'd sing along)

It make me smile. (It makes me feel so happy)

"

"Yesterday Once More", the golden song created in 1973, has been covered by countless singers and was shortlisted for the Oscar Centennial Golden Song.

Richard Carpenter and John Bedis wrote the song in response to early '70s nostalgia.

The gold-winning single reached number two in both the US and the UK and has become a timeless bestseller for many people who have heard the song, either played it to them by their parents, or a teacher at school Play it to them.

Lu Mingfei also felt a certain familiarity when listening to the guitarist's melody, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Some people echoed Professor Guderian's singing in low voices, and at the climax, many people couldn't help singing and it became a chorus.

"Every sha la la every wo'wo (every note, every melody)
still shines

Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to sing

so fine (so fine)”

Lu Mingfei finally remembered that in junior high school, the very old female English teacher played this song in the morning reading class. At that time, he was punished to stand at the door for being late, and the students were singing for the chorus of the English Art Festival. Get ready, this song is the chosen one.

He listened to his classmates singing through the door, holding the 10 yuan breakfast money that his aunt put on the table in his hand.

It was winter at that time, the genius was dimly lit, and there was a cold wind blowing in the corridor, his hands were numb from the cold, and he didn't buy breakfast because he saved the money to go online in the Internet cafe after school in the afternoon.

Several buddies in the classroom compared thumbs up to him, he smiled dismissively, and gave the English teacher a thumbs up.

He always brags about his archaeological parents to his classmates. The classmates envy him, not because they envy his parents abroad, but because they envy his freedom. No one cares about him. After school, I can go anywhere to play, and I don't have to sing along to some foreign songs.

But in fact, Lu Mingfei really wanted to enter the classroom that day. It was too cold outside. He sat in the Internet cafe until 10 o'clock last night, and slipped in after his aunt fell asleep. His bowl was long gone on the dining table. Dayton was looking forward to the free lunch of Shilan Middle School.

He was hungry from noon yesterday until this morning. He was late because he didn't want to spend two dollars to catch the bus. By saving the two dollars, he could use the Internet for more than half an hour. The screen is blank until 10 o'clock.

He also wants to sit in a warm classroom with air conditioning and sing. He wants someone to drop him off in the morning and someone to pick him up after school. His test scores improved and the family went on a trip.

"ALL my best memories (all my best memories)
Come back clear to me

Some can even make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more"

Before I knew it, those days were so far away.

Lu Mingfei sang with Professor Guderian, and he later joined the chorus. This is a chorus for the whole class. Everyone has to sing, and so does he.

After the song ended, someone came up to him and asked for a group photo.

He and the person he just met put their arms around each other and compared each other to the camera.

In the photo, he is wearing a white coat, which was a gift from Professor Guderian. This kind of white clothes is generally only used in serious occasions such as hospitals and research institutes. He looks like an adult, an academic researcher. A mature male, or a doctor who is about to operate on a patient, but his hair is still a little messy, and he has never been able to get his hairstyle.

The guitarist was still plucking the strings. Professor Guderian took out his phone and dialed the number, asking Finger, a senior who had been repeated for four years, to say hello to the students.

Zero finished another bottle of beer, holding a kebab in his left hand, chewing silently.

It was the early autumn of 2009, two months past Lu Mingfei's 18th birthday, and he was finally an adult.

He didn't know what his fate would be, but tonight's skewers were very fragrant, even more fragrant than the ones he ate before.

He quietly took out his phone and glanced at it again. The two brass eggs on the screen were tightly clasped together, as if they would never be separated.

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The sky is clear, the sun is warm, and there are a few clouds floating in the blue sky.

A man in a black combat uniform was stooping through the valley, with magazines and an Uzi on his waist, a bayonet and pistol strapped to his thigh, and a long knife on his back.

The hard leather boots lightly stepped on the fallen leaves and dead branches, but there was almost no sound. The red maples and trees that had grown wantonly for hundreds of years were everywhere in the valley, and the huge tree crowns cast shadows. He was like a silent ghost, walking in the dark wandering in.

At the top of the valley, you can see the metal guardrail, which is a winding mountain road, but you can't hear the sound of the engine of the car passing by.

Suddenly, a white dummy board stood up on the canopy in front of the figure, and then dozens of dummy boards with guns appeared from all directions, and the red laser scanning points locked on the black combat uniform.

He stopped at the same place, raised his left hand, and pointed at a thick sycamore tree with the rarest number of brands. A hook claw with a rope was fired from his left hand, and the sharp hook was embedded in the bark of the sycamore tree, and then quickly retracted, pulling him His body was dragged off the ground, making a sound of breaking through the air.

At the same time, several shots fired at the position where the man was standing a second ago, leaving a circle of red marks on the spot.

Accompanied by another seven gunshots, eight dummy cards fell down, six rounds hit hearts, and the last round was a string of twos.

The shrinking rope quickly pulled him close to the top of the tall tree crown. After a backflip, he landed firmly on the branch, and a few leaves were shaken off and floated to the ground.

The Uzi was loaded, the bumper was pulled, and before the leaves fell to the ground, all the dummy cards fell down, but immediately more dummy cards stood up, and dense laser dots locked the branches.

He used his claws to grab the metal guardrail at the top of the valley again, leaping across the air like Tarzan, sparks shot out from the muzzle of the Uzi submachine gun, and with every gunshot, a dummy fell down.

(End of this chapter)