Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 61 Senior Fingal

"Ah, I feel like I'm about to be corrupted by the evil capitalism..."

When Mo Qiuran came out from the Chicago International Airport through the VIP passage all the way, Mo Qiuran expressed his emotions.

Kassel College can be said to be rich and powerful. On the way, even if there is no first-class cabin for domestic transfers, I booked a business class ticket. When I arrived on a cross-border plane, I even arranged first-class cabin for the whole process. I kept ordering Chinese food, western food, drinks and drinks along the way. For food, there is even a dedicated chef and a cookbook, as well as the meticulous and considerate service of the flight attendants.

Truth is enjoyment.

Chu Zihang ignored him. At this time, there is no need to respond to Mo Qiuran's speech. If he did, he would have to face this kind of brain circuit all the time... I am afraid that only the same brain circuit can keep up. Then respond, right?

But so far, Lu Mingfei seems to be the only one who can connect to the same brain circuit as Mo Qiuran and even go back and forth... Now it seems that he can only sing a solo show in a foreign country.

"Brother, as the successor of socialism, shouldn't you be ashamed of falling under the temptation of capitalism? Why can you say such things with a flat face!"

Just as Chu Zihang was thinking this way, the person beside him spoke in fluent Chinese, and he could even hear the distressed tone in it.

The word "even" is used because when Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran looked over, they found that this guy was obviously a foreigner. The plaid shirt and bell-bottom trousers that looked like they hadn't been washed for more than ten days made people feel like a beggar, but to be honest, the beggar might be dressed more decently than him.

"How is it possible? I'm just talking for fun. Although the sugar coating on the sugar-coated cannonball is sweet, the cannonball underneath is also very painful. I just plan to eat the sugar coating first and then hit the cannonball back!" Mo Qiuran replied .

"That's right, the human-eating social system of capitalism should be eliminated!" The man was very indignant.

"Well said, you must be a good comrade who grew up in Huaguo and has been influenced by our socialism!" Mo Qiuran was moved by "finally meeting my own people".

"Oh, it's not. I'm a German and I haven't been to China yet." The man scratched his greasy hair and said.

"German?" Mo Qiuran froze for a moment.

"The enemy of an enemy is a friend, not to mention the past events should not affect the current position!" The man said suddenly with a serious face.

"You're right!" Mo Qiuran nodded solemnly, "It's my problem!"

The two started chatting like this, and they were about to call each other brothers, Chu Zihang watched from the side... So could it be that he made a mistake in his judgment?Mo Qiuran's brain circuit is still very normal and common?Otherwise, why did I meet someone with the same brain circuit that can keep up with the rhythm in such a short while.

"The inferiority of capitalism is reflected in all aspects of life! For example, in what age, it is still a method of giving preferential treatment based on bloodline ratings, which is simply a retrogression of civilization!" The man continued.

"What? There is such a thing!" Mo Qiuran was shocked.

"Yeah, no, the school asked me to pick up two specially recruited freshmen. It is said that the first-class cabin is included in the whole journey! The whole journey! I came all the way by train and ship this year! The school doesn't even reimburse them. Toll, this is the gap between people! Just because of a bloodline rating!" The man looked sad, but it seemed that he was not so much indignant because of the existence of this system, but more like because he did not get it. This kind of treatment... Envy, jealousy?

Mo Qiuran was silent when he heard the words, because listening to the words——

It seems that the two freshmen who are envied and hated are themselves and Chu Zihang?

To be honest, this kind of treatment is quite comfortable, especially when I enjoy it...

"Hey, by the way, little brother, are you two here for tourism?" The man asked cheerfully, as if he hadn't noticed the reaction of Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang.

"Also...about the same?" Mo Qiuran thought for a while, then took out a magnetic truck ticket with a black page with a silver giant tree pattern drawn on it from his pocket, and waved it in front of the man's eyes, "Cassel?"

"...So you are..." The man was stunned, then raised his hand and pointed at him with an expression of disbelief.

"Actually, I have this kind of differential treatment for the school..." Mo Qiuran was about to say that he actually felt wrong about this kind of behavior when he felt that his hands were suddenly grasped by a pair of big hands like brown bears. Take a closer look It was the man, but the expressions of indignation and seriousness on the man's face before were completely gone, and what was left was a face of... flattery?
"It turns out that you are the special freshmen this year! It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Finger von Frings, your senior! Because Professor Schneider has something to do temporarily, he asked Professor Guderian to help with the admission counseling, so I this As a student, I was sent out, and I didn't even pay a little hard work fee! But I didn't expect that the two of you are so handsome! It seems that after you enroll, there will be a bloody storm! So how about we make a deal and reach a long-term cooperative relationship? ?” Fingel said a lot of words like a machine gun, and he was more active than a salesman who was struggling for performance.

"Isn't the adjective bloody and bloody inappropriate? We are here to travel...to learn! Also, what does a long-term cooperative relationship mean?" Mo Qiuran tried to break free from the huge palm like a brown bear.

"Oh my senior, I am a German. It is very common to use wrong idioms because my Chinese is not good. As for the long-term cooperation relationship, I will provide you with your signed private photos and we will score [-] points!" Fingel said proudly, " As the head of the school’s news department, I go to know the principal’s secrets and go down to know the measurements of the schoolgirls! So I have the most channels! If you want to open up the market, you can definitely find me! I’ve always been a fool in business!”

"What the hell is a signed private photo? Does the school have a tradition of chasing stars? Eighty-two points is too outrageous! Knowing that so many principals really won't expel you? And does it mean that you will not be deceived?" Don't the old ones lie to the young ones and get caught in the middle?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"Hahaha, of course not, how could I be that kind of person? In fact, [-] points is not a lot. You must know that even if there is no market channel, there is no way to sell it! The principal thinks highly of me, after all, I am news. President of the agency!" Fingel laughed and said, "If it is not possible, you can also join our news agency, you only need to pay a membership fee, and you can enjoy all the latest news of our college without having to hold meetings or do things !"

"If I remember correctly, there is a saying in Huaguo that the more you know, the sooner you die." Mo Qiuran was unmoved at all.

"Damn it, why is this freshman so smart and not easy to deceive." Fingel let go of Mo Qiuran dejectedly, turned around and muttered.

"Hey, I can hear you!"

　The sleeping machine is dizzy and weak, as if it has caught a cold... The saved manuscript is temporarily reduced by 2 (currently saved manuscript: 4)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)