Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from a Wolf

Lu Mingfei spent the entire afternoon reading blind date information in the dormitory.

The sisters are all beautiful, but Lu Mingfei always feels that they are far away from him. In comparison, the blond Sanwu Loli is more approachable.

He wondered if there was something wrong with him. These were all model-level foreign beauties. If he took any one back home, everyone in the neighborhood would look at him with admiration. Who would dare to call such a tall model holding his hand at the class reunion?

Is he a "bad boy"?

He thought of the miko lady he had met once in Japan. The eldest lady who lived in the boudoir was also very beautiful, but she would not give him such a distant illusion.

Maybe this is some kind of aberrant Bloodmourne?

If you think about it carefully, the people he gets along with are quite strange. Old Tang is a poor bachelor who loves to play games, and Fingel is an unprecedented eight-year repeater. The two brothers seem to be a bit useless.

The senior students paid the registration fee, and he didn't intend to deal with it. He just read every information carefully, but in the end, he didn't find any suitable ones. The photos were too dazzling. Maybe give him one.

The photos with messy hair and no makeup will make his desire for a date even stronger.

"No, junior brother, your standards for choosing a mate are too high. Although you are S-level, you don't look down on these B-level and C-level girls, right? You reject them without even meeting them once?" Fingel

Complaining and sending mass rejection messages.

"I didn't mean that." Lu Mingfei sighed, "I just...just...forget it, let's play games."

Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei up and down with strange eyes. He felt a chill all over his body. He crossed his arms across his chest and stepped back tremblingly: "Junior...Junior brother, don't think about it. We can't do it! I'm a piece of cow dung."

Flowers have been inserted!”

"Fuck you! I like women!" Lu Mingfei slapped the table hard.

At six o'clock in the evening, Norma announced the 3e exam results on the college's official website.

Only Norma knows the scoring standards for the 3e exam. All the students can see are the scores, and the first place is an unprecedented 100-point score!

Under the gold-inlaid S-level font, there is only one name - Lu Mingfei!

The moment the announcement came out, a huge number of topics flooded into the forum

[Shocking! S-class Lu Mingfei actually hugged the 1.9-meter black brother affectionately! 】

[Winning first place again, the only perfect score in the 3e exam, who is he? Let us enter the perverted inner world. 】

[Overwhelming Chu Zihang, punching and kicking Caesar, no one among the freshmen can compete with him! Please take a look at this ‘S-level’ growth resume! 】

[Calm as a god in the examination room! We bring you interviews with people who have experienced it firsthand!”]

[It is suspected that the famous grass has a master, the cold lolita and the S-class look at each other affectionately. Is he a hidden hunter who will not refuse the girls' handkerchiefs? 】

Lu Mingfei, who was fighting against Fingel, had no idea that the forum had once again caused a huge stir!

At this moment, Lu Mingfei's name firmly occupied the first place in the hot search list, and the news that Caesar rented Amber Hall and moved the student union's position was suppressed.

At the same time, a group of paparazzi with cameras hanging around their necks distributed the latest campus newspapers to all professors' dormitories, in the cracks of door handles, inside bicycle frames, car door handles, desks... these urgently added stamps

The newspapers that came out were efficiently distributed to every conspicuous place.

[Dragon-slaying savior Lu Mingfei! How different is he from Cassel Meineke! 】

The headline in black and bold was printed on the first page of the newspaper.

A huge tsunami invisible to the naked eye was brewing.

Countless students were typing in front of the bright mobile screens and laptops, and thousands of comments emerged within a minute.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of Room 304.

"Mingfei, it's me! Open the door!" came Professor Guderian's weak voice.

Lu Mingfei had just finished a game with Fingel and was browsing the menu for the evening service in the cafeteria in bed, preparing for a late night snack and beer.

Opening the door, the gray-haired professor came up to hug Lu Mingfei with a smile.

"You are indeed a good student of mine. You have only been in school for three days and you have proven your excellence with your strength." Professor Guderian took out a document sheet written in Latin and a red seal, "Here, put your fingerprint here.

I've been busy with the trial for you these past few days, and I haven't even had time to meet you."

"What kind of list is this?" Lu Mingfei took the list and looked at it suspiciously, but it was all in Latin that he didn't recognize, which made him dizzy.

"Isn't there a trial meeting tomorrow? All the professors have to attend. As your instructor, I naturally have to sign a guarantee form for you."

"Is that so?" Lu Mingfei took the red seal hesitantly and glanced up again.

But in a certain form, he suddenly felt that the words looked familiar. He frowned, went into the room and took out "Introduction to Alchemy" to compare it carefully, and found that the line of symbols was the Latin on the cover of the book!

Professor Guderian laughed a few times, took back the list, and whistled as if nothing had happened.

Lu Mingfei shook his head helplessly, patted Fingel on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I found that it's not easy for you."

"Ahem." Professor Guderian cleared his throat, "Mingfei, there will be a trial in the Hall of Valor Conference Hall at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I will come to pick you up then. Don't worry, the principal and I have already sorted everything out.

Get ready. The day after tomorrow, you can go to the classroom and start your wonderful classroom life."

"You still have the nerve to say that, if you hadn't kept quiet, how would I have gone to any trial!" Lu Mingfei said angrily.

"I am also excusable." Professor Guderian said weakly: "Are you satisfied with your college life?"

"So far, I am still very satisfied. If I can apply to change the instructor, I will be even more satisfied."

"Don't worry about this. If I could change it, I would have kicked Fingel out a long time ago." Professor Guderian patted his chest and said.

"Old guy! What do you mean!" Fingel shouted loudly.

"You're a loser who studied abroad for four years, and you've been demoted from grade A to grade F. Are you embarrassed?" The old professor spat with spittle.

The two looked like they were going to have a fight.

Lu Mingfei stood between them and separated them. The two of them roared louder and began to complain about each other's weird actions.

Roughly:

I overslept during the exam, took my pen and student ID to the locked exam room in the afternoon, and then called to ask why there was no one in the exam!

I secretly leaked the test questions and was caught changing my answer sheet at short notice.

I helped students carry cheat sheets during the make-up exam, but found out that they had brought the wrong paper.

...

Lu Mingfei didn't really want to let them fight, but as soon as he let go, they became angry again.

When the rope was tied, he screamed louder than anyone else. When he let go, he kept silent again.

"Good guy." Lu Mingfei said, "Professor, do you want to stay for a late-night snack? I'll order one for you."

"My Mingfei still loves me and actually knows that I haven't had dinner." Professor Guderian's eyes lit up and his beard trembled slightly.

The waiter brought kebabs and cold beer, and the three of them sat in the dormitory drinking and eating meat. Lu Mingfei was grilling skewers on the side, listening to Fingel and Professor Guderian talking about their enemies on a narrow road.

Although the professor is old, his mentality is very young, and he can chat with young people like them. Even Lu Mingfei feels that the old guy is more up to date with the times and trends than he is.

Lu Mingfei seemed to be the oldest one here, wiping the butts of immature senior brothers and instructors, and he had to pay for the food. However, it was not unpleasant at all. He raised the bubbly beer bottle and pointed it at

Blow the mouth of the bottle.

"Come, drink."

Fingel took off his shirt and hummed a German folk song with a drunken face. Lu Mingfei clapped his hands and applauded. The professor couldn't bear to show weakness and stood up and clapped his hands and sang old songs in rhythm.

The wine reflected the silver arc moon, and the green glass bottle shattered the phantom.

Chasers, do you see the road ahead clearly?