If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

"Hello, big star." Nuonuo looked at Lu Mingfei who walked into the classroom on time and said seriously.

"Good morning." Lu Mingfei raised his hand to greet him and yawned.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Nuonuo, who was sitting on the podium, jumped down, stepped on the pair of white high-top sneakers, and walked around Lu Mingfei twice with his hands behind his back. It must be said that this boy looked so close to his dark green spring school uniform, as if he was born to wear this outfit.

"No, it should be the first time I slept well. Look, the dark circles under my eyes have disappeared, right?" Lu Mingfei approached and pointed at the bottom of his eyelids. The distance was shortened all of a sudden, which made Nuonuo look back slightly and carefully look at this guy's spirit. It seemed that he was much better than the previous times. There was no bloodshot in his eyes, and even a little more luster?

"Have you figured it out? Aren't you going to find your Mario?" Nuonuo teased humorously.

She was talking about Guan Gu Shenqi in the Love Apartment. Guan Gu Shenqi's imaginary friend is the plumber in Super Mario. This saying comes from a phenomenon among Japanese teenagers. Under the influence of high-pressure campus environment and family factors, Japanese young people who can't make friends will imagine a friend. It means schizophrenia caused by paranoia.

Lu Mingfei shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer Nuo Nuo's question. He glanced at the familiar faces sitting in the classroom. They were of different nationalities and different face shapes. They all wore the same dark green school uniform as him, and all focused on him, the big star who became famous as soon as he entered school.

He seemed to be the last one to arrive in the classroom, which was also due to his long-awaited good sleep last night, without nightmares and intermittent wake-ups.

"Find a seat and sit down." Nono nodded down, "Professor Manstein will come to read out the examination room discipline in a while, don't let him catch you, he is very strict."

"He should be strict only with people other than his own students." Lu Mingfei complained, he was no stranger to Lin Nian's old father, whatever Lin Nian did, the seemingly old-fashioned professor would be willing to cover for him, just like Professor Guderian was good to him, but the difference between the two was that Professor Manstein's scope of authority was discipline, so his presence was usually stronger.

"Don't talk nonsense." Nono laughed, "Go find your name tag, everyone has their own fixed seat."

Like Nono said, Lu Mingfei found his name on the seat by the window. In Kassel College, English names are used. The English name he used before was Louis, which was given by the English teacher of Shilan Middle School, but no one had ever called him that, so now his name tag still has the familiar "Mingfei Lu".

He actually thinks it's good. He always thinks that English names are just for show. It seems that if you have an English name, people will think you are more upper-class. You often go abroad and meet foreigners. But only he knows that his foreign friends call him by his first name. Everyone chats in Chinese. Who cares what your English name is?

Today's weather is very good. The sun moves slowly along the cloud curtain. The shadow of the tree is cast on the shining desk.

Such good weather makes Lu Mingfei a little sleepy again. After thinking through some things, once the tense brain nerves relax, all the fatigue accumulated before will rebound.

Lu Mingfei lay on the table and hid half of his face in his hand, only revealing a pair of eyes to peek at other candidates. In a short while, he found his target, the transparent girl with white skin as white as snow and light golden hair braided into a bun in front of him. She sat in the corner with her back to Lu Mingfei. Her petite body was straight as if there was a ruler tied on the back of her clothes, which meant that she had a very strict body management even in normal times.

Of course, her figure is great. Russian young girls all have great figures. After all, they all have some ballet skills. Even though everyone jokes that Russian girls will quickly gain weight and lose their shape after getting married and having children, Lu Mingfei can't imagine this girl becoming a fat housewife.

If we have to say what she will look like as a married woman in the future, the most appropriate and most likely one should be the "grown-up" version of her in that nightmare, right?

It's a bit shameful to say that Lu Mingfei is indeed obsessed with that version of the big girl, mainly because of the subtle and intimate relationship. As long as he has had it once, it is difficult for him to forget it. (Anyone who has been married to Audrey Hepburn for a day will never forget it.)

Lu Mingfei, who was lying on the desk and absent-minded, looked at the swan-like neck from behind and didn't say hello easily.

Here, they had never even met, and there was no thrilling but romantic encounter during the free day over there. For a moment, he didn't know how to talk to her.

While Lu Mingfei was daydreaming, the girl in white sitting in front of him seemed to feel his fixed gaze, and turned her head slightly to look into his eyes. Her delicate and beautiful face, which looked like a doll, showed no emotion. She looked at Lu Mingfei as if she was looking at a tree, observing the veins and patterns of its branches and leaves.

Lu Mingfei lay there without moving, but after thinking about it, he raised his right hand to say hello, but the girl turned her head away before he raised his hand. He couldn't help but sigh that Zero was always Zero no matter which world he was in, just like a ragdoll cat that couldn't be tamed.

She will occasionally pass by you, and will be willing to eat a few bites of the cat food you handed over. When you think you are familiar with her and try to call her over to do something more intimate, she will just stand in the distance and look at you, as if she is looking at a fool.

Lu Mingfei thought of the unclear relationship between him and Ling again. He felt that he and Ling seemed to have some tacit understanding beyond normal friendship, but he was afraid that it was an illusion caused by self-satisfaction.

The girl never expressed her opinion, but just stayed there quietly, staying in her small circle. Lu Mingfei stood at the edge of the circle and couldn't go in or out.

Speaking of which, what is Ling doing now? When he was trapped in Nibelungen, what was she busy doing outside?

When Lu Mingfei looked at Ling's back and sighed about life, the Indian named Qilan next to him still reached out to Lu Mingfei as he remembered, intending to say hello or something, but was dismissed by Lu Mingfei with a wave of his hand.

Because it has been proven that no matter which world the freshman association has, there is no future. The living space of the Cassel College club has been occupied by the Lionheart Club and the Student Union. The clubs organized by other students can only be clubs at most, and within a month after they are established, you will be forced to stand in the polarized college. If you show the intention of being independent and strong, you will soon be hit by the joint attack of the two big brothers, and then quietly sink to the bottom of the lake without even making a ripple.

Professor Manstein walked in from the door, glanced at all the students, and paused for a few seconds on Lu Mingfei in particular. Judging from his eyes and expression, he seemed to be very unimpressed by this ‘S’-level freshman who was at the forefront of the storm. The free day added a lot of trouble to the discipline committee. As the winner, Lu Mingfei naturally became a troublesome person at the first offender level.

Then the rules were read out as usual, which was no different from the 3E exam in Lu Mingfei's memory. Perhaps the only difference was that because the timeline here was a little later, the examination room equipment would be more advanced. For example, the pen handed to him was an erasable gel pen. The writing was obviously the color of a ballpoint pen, but it could be erased like a pencil, which made Lu Mingfei play for a long time.

Then there was the black curtain wall in the classroom that automatically lowered the windows after Professor Manstein and Nono left. Although it seemed that his college also had this system, it was said that it was only used during Lin Nian's exam, which seemed to prevent any harmful words from exploding and blowing up the teaching building.

The radio speaker began to play a monotonous and harsh electric current sound, which was another different difference. Lu Mingfei remembered that when he took the exam, the college played Beethoven's "Piano Concerto No. 5 in E-flat Major" quite sentimentally. It seems that the exam here is a little less difficult. Compared with looking for the dragon text in the bass of the piano music, the monotonous electric current sound is obviously better at capturing the characteristics of the dragon text.

Lu Mingfei is no longer the newbie he used to be. He has sung at least 23 or 25 words about words. If he is given enough time, he feels that he can play with the word spirit periodic table.

But surprisingly, he did not write down the answers. Although he clearly remembered every question in the 3E exam, he did not copy the answers. Instead, he waited quietly, and the neutral pen in his hand kept spinning to draw a regular arc.

From time to time, he looked up and saw the demons gradually dancing in the classroom. He did not react much, but just turned the pen while waiting for what was supposed to come.

To be honest, some things should have come long ago, things that he originally rejected and feared, but always expected.

After waiting for a long time, what was supposed to come did not come. Lu Mingfei was a little disappointed and a little sleepy. While waiting, he leaned on the chair with his arms folded, squinting his eyes and dozing in the sun coming in from the window.

Manstein and Nono in the monitoring room frowned and dazed when they saw Lu Mingfei dozing off. The exam had already started, and he had almost finished reading the first two questions, but he didn't even move his pen. What did that mean? Was he going to recite them and finish them all at once when the bell rang?

Or was he just pretending?

"So relaxed? It looks like he's a sure thing!" Teacher Masashi Toyama seemed very optimistic about Lu Mingfei, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Very confident, but be careful not to blow the bubbles." Nono leaned against the door and blew bubbles, his eyes full of interest, wanting to see how the 'S' level would end.

"The people from the executive department can be withdrawn, he doesn't look like he'll go crazy at any time." Manstein said lightly while watching Lu Mingfei dozing off in the monitoring.

Behind him, the heavy breathing sounded like a bellows in the dark corner. Schneider sat in a metal wheelchair, looking expressionlessly at the boy sleeping soundly on the screen, ignoring Guderian and Masashi Toyama who hurried to help him.