Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

The sumptuous buffet soon made Lu Mingfei and Old Tang feel that their courage was not in vain. Lu Mingfei quickly calculated the population of Amber Hall, while Old Tang counted the number of lobster heads and came to a very important conclusion - this It was a social event focused on eating, and the generous host prepared a big Australian dragon for everyone.

These red guys are lying on the ice, exposing their crystal white meat. There are dishes everywhere, some are for one person, and some need a big iron plate to fit them.

"It's so fragrant, come and try this suckling pig." Lu Mingfei took a knife and fork and cut the meat everywhere, including the honey cake covered with cream, the golden and crispy white sesame suckling pig skin, and the authentic French foie gras. The plate is full.

He was really hungry. After a whole day, he ate a cherry blossom cake and drank a cup of coffee.

Old Tang's cheeks were also bulging. It was a rare opportunity to eat the high-end menu. How could he earn back his money?

Wait, this meal seems to be free.

So what are you waiting for, take one bite and earn one bite! The more you eat, the more you earn!

Not to mention Fingel, he had already come in to enjoy it.

Some guests who wanted to pacify their stomachs saw these three hungry ghosts eating haise, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​taking the dinner plates. However, some people saw how delicious they were eating and ran over to pick up the dinner plates. Most of them were Freshmen, they are the elites selected by Caesar who are qualified to join the student union.

"Who is that next to the S-class? It looks so vulgar." A girl frowned on the stairs.

"I don't know. I heard they are freshmen. Why would S-class be with them?" Another girl shook her head.

"Don't you know Fingel? He and S-class are roommates. He must have led the S-class into evil."

"After repeating four years, his A dropped to an F. Why hasn't he dropped out yet?"

"I heard that his family is very connected and they are from a dragon-slaying family."

"There are connected households everywhere, and society is really complicated."

The girls talked very quietly, but Lu Mingfei still heard it.

He looked up at the delicate girls, and then looked back at the tall Fingel.

The suits the three of them rented together were of poor quality, but Fingel was already tall. If he wasn't bent over slurping spaghetti, he still looked like that, but his bones were full of With a vile energy.

"Why are you hiding?" Lu Mingfei asked this question by accident.

Fingel's movement of rolling the noodles with his fork stopped abruptly, but in the next second, he stuffed a large lump of noodles into his mouth and chewed it.

"What did you say just now?" His mouth bulged like a rubber ball.

"Good guy, you are really good at hiding. I can't get in on you anymore!" Lu Mingfei ignored him and turned around to insert a cherry in the corner.

The three of them continued to cook, wrestling with the Australian lobster in the center. Lu Mingfei carefully used the knife to try to completely remove the meat from the large claws without damaging the shrimp shell.

Suddenly, a clear ringtone rang, and the officials and guests in the hall stopped talking.

The large crystal chandelier lit up, and on the two curved stairs leading to the second floor, a handsome boy in black walked down on one side, and a girl in a white skirt with silk white gloves walked down on the other.

The whole hall was silent, and the non-related personnel retreated to the corners, leaving only three guys standing in the center holding dinner plates, still stuffing meat into their mouths.

They suddenly realized the scene before them, stopped shouting and eating, and wiped the corners of their mouths.

Lu Mingfei put the whole shrimp claw meat on the plate and swallowed it wholeheartedly, "Are you going to dance?"

"This is a social dance, and the buffet is just the icing on the cake." Fingel wiped the oil off his mouth and hands with a napkin.

"Then do we have to find another place to eat?" Old Tang asked.

"Sir, it's social dancing time now, please leave the dance floor." The waiter came over and reminded politely.

Lu Mingfei remembered him, the guy who discussed frog pee with Fingel in the cafeteria. He didn't seem to be afraid of Lu Mingfei's many auras.

"Okay, okay." Old Tang nodded repeatedly and said while seizing the time to put meat on the plate.

However, Fingel held down his plate, "You're all here, why don't you dance? I was the Elvis Presley of my grade when I was in school, and I'm going to show you today."

"Then you show it slowly, and I'll go over there and applaud you." Old Tang took out his hand, quickly filled the plate, and ran to the corner with Lu Mingfei.

The waiter covered his mouth and snickered.

"Why are you laughing! Am I a socially unruly person? I'm just here to dance!" Fingel raised his neck disdainfully and adjusted his tie.

He soon regretted his impulsiveness. The men and women in the center of the dance floor were all in pairs, and no girl was idle.

Helpless, he turned his attention to the ladies upstairs. Every girl he saw turned his head with an "Oh", as if he saw something like cow dung or dog shit.

He was the only extra man in the middle of the dance floor. The two cowards were already sitting on the chairs. The slightly raised corners of their mouths seemed to say: "Please start your performance."

Finally, he saw several girls with flushed faces holding up their skirts and stepping down towards him in small steps. Just as he was about to reach out to hold the girls' delicate wrists, the girls in dresses passed him one by one and trotted behind him. And go.

"Mr. Lu Mingfei, would you like to dance with me?" The girl with wavy blonde hair in a light blue dress opened her skirt to salute, stretched out her invitation hand, and lowered her white and delicate hand, waiting for Lu Mingfei Hold her up.

The girl has a very good figure, with a plump chest and a round waist, and a reddish face. Her snow-white neck and collarbones are eye-catching, and her delicate facial features are like a princess. Even among mixed races, she is Definitely a beauty.

In comparison, Lu Mingfei, with mustard on his mouth, looked very sloppy.

He held a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand, and said regretfully: "I'm glad you invited me, but I'm really sorry, I can't dance."

As he spoke, he inserted a piece of roast beef ribs from Old Tang's plate.

"Is that so? I'm sorry to bother you." The girl left dejectedly.

After several girls came forward to inquire, they all received this reply, and they had no choice but to find other male companions.

Fingel was still standing in the middle of the dance floor.

"Is the gap between people so big?" He wanted to scream to the sky.

But it's very helpless that if he does this, it will only make him more like a lost dog.

He sighed and picked up his plate, but he saw a plump cherry with bright color on the edge of his plate.

The pupils reflect the red color of cherries, like a girl's red lips, so bright and attractive that one can't help but fantasize about the sweet smell.

The crimson curtain on one side of the second floor opened, and a small band was auditioning. The conductor who led it turned out to have just reminded Lu Mingfei of their waiter. If I remember correctly, he seemed to have been here to deliver the food in the evening. It seemed He is indeed versatile.

The band played an overture, which was the overture to the tango.

"Isn't tango my forte?" Fingel swallowed the cherry in one gulp, including the pit and skin.

He exuded extremely strong energy, and his eyes were as sharp as a razor blade, cutting towards the outside of the court.