Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 113 Young Hero, Is It You? !
The news that Lu Mingfei was going to apply to study abroad was spread by his younger cousin Lu Mingze. It was treated as a joke at the time, and thus it really became a joke in the eyes of others.

However, Lu Mingfei did not think there was anything wrong, because he also felt that with his grades, those American schools would definitely not look down on him unless they were blind. This matter was indeed quite ridiculous.

It was my aunt who suddenly had the idea and insisted on sending Lu Mingfei abroad. She forced Lu Mingfei to fill out the application form and generously paid several dozen dollars in application fees for each college.

Aunt had her own calculations. Among all the subjects Lu Mingfei performed well, only English was decent. He was lucky enough to get a good score when he took the TOEFL with his classmate who was an English fanatic.

It's difficult for him to get into a good school with his grades. Nowadays, it's popular to give up the exam and study abroad. He can give it a try. If he's lucky enough to get an admission letter from an American university, it will be worth the money Lu Mingfei's parents sent him.

In addition, the aunt has her own "little plan". Although Lu Mingze's grades are better than Lu Mingfei's, they are not top-notch, and he cannot be admitted to a good school. If he can give up the exam and go abroad, it will be a face-saving thing.

But going to college is a lifelong thing, and Auntie couldn't bear to let Lu Mingze take the risk. After much deliberation, she decided to let Lu Mingfei try first.

As the saying goes, "Every difficult road should be paved by the brave with strong feet." Lu Mingfei can just give it a try bravely. Even if he fails, it doesn't matter. It means that this road is blocked. Lu Mingfei can wait a year to take the college entrance examination with his cousin.

However, the difficult road is obviously not something that can be traversed by courage alone. The road is full of stones that can cause people to sprain their feet. Lu Mingfei has received more than a dozen replies, with a variety of rejections, but without exception, they all end with "I'm sorry that you were not admitted."

My aunt spent several hundred dollars on application fees, but in return all she got was regrets from the Americans again and again. She was very sad and felt like she had been taken advantage of.

Lu Mingfei was neither arrogant nor impatient, his mentality was as calm as an old monk in meditation, but in order to match his aunt's frustration, he forced a sad expression when he received the rejection letter.

Until he received this strange letter.

At first, Lu Mingfei thought it was another ordinary rejection letter because there was only a thin piece of paper in the envelope.

Every acceptance letter will come with a thick stack of forms and introductory materials, whereas a letter thanking you for your application and expressing regret that you were not admitted will only require a single piece of printed paper.

But Lu Mingfei read the letter again and again until he almost couldn't recognize the words. He was finally shocked to realize that this was not a rejection but a letter inviting him to an interview.

The school that invited him is called Kassel College, a private university in the United States. It is said that it is a friendly school with the University of Chicago and has extensive academic exchanges.

Lu Mingfei searched on his phone and found that there was indeed such a school. It seemed to be an aristocratic school. There was no problem with the student information, and the envelope did have a postmark from Illinois, USA.

So the biggest question is, why did this school like him? Is this really not a prank?
Before he could react, the guard threw another package and a list at him: "Sign for it, it came with the envelope."

Lu Mingfei signed in a daze, and then a mobile phone fell out of the package.

It was a pure black N96 phone with more than half of its battery still remaining. There was only one contact in the folder, and that was the interviewer that the envelope had asked him to contact.

——Professor Guderian.

……

When Professor Guderian arrived at the hotel, he saw the girls doing their own things without disturbing each other.

The red-haired little witch was lying in front of the computer playing games. The screen was full of various game light effects, which made her delicate little face colorful. She looked like a otaku who was addicted to games.

The other legendary S-level freshman was sitting not far away, quietly wiping his knife.

This was the first time Guderian had seen this S-class hero, but he had seen her videos before. Whether she was cutting off an axle or chopping down a dragon, it was very impressive and people did not dare to underestimate her.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Guderian always felt that the long knife in the girl’s hand seemed to be darker in color than in the video, with a chilling chill and a strong smell of blood, which made people stay away.

The girl was just sitting there quietly, but she gave people a strong sense of danger, as if she could suddenly attack and hurt someone at any time as long as she held the weapon in her hand.

No one knew whether the bloody weapon would chop down on his body in the blink of an eye. The feeling of oppression was so strong that Guderian did not dare to step into the house for a moment.

Hearing the noise, the two girls looked up at him at the same time, and Nuonuo took the initiative to speak: "Professor, you are finally here."

Gen Chinuo also nodded at him as a greeting.

Guderian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and walked in hesitantly: "The interview will be in the afternoon. It will be inappropriate if you don't come now."

Nuonuo shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, you can't show up for the interview, so it doesn't matter if you arrive late. There's nothing inappropriate about it."

"I want to see that child in advance." Guderian showed a look of longing: "He must be very good, he could be the next S-class!"

At the end of his words, he looked at Genji with an expectant look, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Guderian simply couldn't imagine how proud he would be if he could have an S-level student like Kazama Ruri. Which professor in the school wouldn't envy Schneider now? These two students were each more outstanding than the other.

Schneider had boasted countless times in the professor's private gatherings. If he had not been the head of the executive department, he would have been put in a sack long ago. Guderian must have been very envious.

Yuan Zhinu and Nono felt his anticipation and fell into strange silence.

Guderian, however, had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. He asked curiously, "Why aren't you talking? Have you seen the child in the past few days? How is your observation going?"

"This..." Nuo Nuo thought about it again and again, and finally said tactfully: "Professor, you will know when you see him. He may not be what you imagined."

"Well, I'm really looking forward to it." Guderian rubbed his hands, looking impatient: "Have you thought about the questions for the interview later?" Nono did not speak this time, but subconsciously looked at Yuan Zhinv. The two of them were the chief judges of the interview, and Guderian did not show up.

As for what questions to ask, they haven't discussed it yet.

Noticing the gazes of the two, Yuan Zhinv, who had remained silent from the beginning to the end, finally spoke. Her voice was indifferent, and no emotion could be heard: "It's just a formality anyway, does it matter what question you ask?"

Guderian choked. This interview was indeed just a formality. Except for Lu Mingfei, everyone else was just a foil.

But it's still a bit embarrassing to say it so bluntly.

But he changed his mind and thought that since she said so, she must have her reasons. Although he didn't understand it, he just had to listen.

So Guderian nodded and said: "Okay, then you improvise."

After saying that, he looked at Nuo Nuo again and warned: "You can't just do whatever you want, understand? You have to cooperate with Liuli."

This was obviously because he knew Nuonuo's mischievous personality and was afraid that she would suddenly go crazy and do something bad again.

Nuo Nuo stuck out her tongue and made a face: "I know, I know."

……

When Lu Mingfei found this hotel, he hesitated at the door for a long time and didn't dare to go in.

This is the most luxurious hotel in the city, a global chain, five-star.

Lu Mingfei knew about this hotel because his uncle loved to drink tea and chat with friends in the lobby here, and he would always ask the waiter to refill the water until the strong tea turned into boiled water. This was not expensive and allowed him to enjoy the superiority of world-class service.

But Lu Mingfei had never entered the glass door of this hotel. At this moment, he stared left and right with a pair of red eyes from staying up late.

After confirming again and again that this was the place, he walked in hesitantly. Immediately, a waiter came to him with a smile and asked, "Are you here for an interview at Kassel College? Please follow me."

Then he was taken to the conference room outside the executive floor by a beautiful sister wearing a suit and ten-centimeter high heels, where he saw his acquaintances.

Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang, Zhao Menghua, Liu Miaomiao were all there. There were also some I had seen before but couldn’t remember their names, and some I had never seen before.

"Lu Mingfei?" Everyone who knew him made such a surprised sound, as if his appearance in this occasion was a very strange thing.

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed. He waved the letter in his hand and said with a grin, "I'm here for an interview, too."

He quickly sat down on the last chair in a dejected manner, filling out the information while his eyes darted around.

The situation looked extremely bad. Everyone came prepared and was a strong opponent. Only he seemed like an intruder, out of tune with everyone else.

But he didn't think he could get through it, so he started to have wild thoughts with a clear conscience, and cautiously glanced at Chen Wenwen, who was obviously dressed up.

Chen Wenwen looks really beautiful today. She is wearing a carefully matched little dress and a pearl hairpin on her head, just like those British aristocrats on TV.

Everyone was very nervous. One student after another was called in, but soon walked out again. Each one looked like a bereaved family member, or even confused. It was obvious that the interview results were not as good as expected.

Only Lu Mingfei remained calm. He was even in the mood to eat the milk bread sent by the hotel.

When there were only a few people left, a girl's impatient voice came from the room: "Let's meet together."

Another girl hesitated: "Isn't this a bit bad?"

But she didn't hesitate for long, and soon compromised, walked out, and said to the remaining people: "Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen, Zhao Menghua, the three of you come together."

She was a very beautiful girl, with rare dark red hair and pupils. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but take a few more glances at her, while Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua looked at each other, seeming a little nervous.

Compared with them, Lu Mingfei was almost too relaxed, but when he walked into the meeting room and saw the girl sitting inside, he was suddenly stunned.

The conference room was empty. There was only a girl with black hair and black eyes sitting at the large conference table that could seat dozens of people. She had a delicate and beautiful appearance, but her expression was a little cold, and she seemed to have a strong sense of distance.

But the moment Lu Mingfei saw her appearance clearly, he cried out, "Young man, is that you?"

The voice came suddenly, and everyone's eyes were immediately focused on him. Lu Mingfei then realized that he had lost his composure and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

But he had a problem. The more nervous he was, the more likely he was to say bad things. Being stared at by so many people, he subconsciously spoke, weakly: "Well, the brick you threw after the fight last time is still with me..."

Nono: “?”

Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen: "..."

It seems that something terrible has been discovered.

(End of this chapter)