Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero

Chapter 179 I'm not dead...isn't it a bit rude?

Kassel Academy.

When Professor Guderian followed Professor Manstein and ran into the library to gather, he was pulled by the latter.

"Your hat!" Professor Manstein reminded him angrily, with an expression borderline between Guderian's teacher and his mother.

Only then did Guderian realize that although he had changed from his pajamas into a suit, he had forgotten to take off his favorite nightcap in the shape of a Santa hat.

So he quickly pulled off his nightcap from his head and stuffed it into the big pocket of his suit pants.

Standing at the door of the library, Guderian readjusted his appearance - this was his first time attending a meeting of the professors' group.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his attire, he looked at Professor Manstein: "Shall we go?"

Professor Manstein stepped forward with a look of helplessness on his face.

The church bells rang.

Manstein and Guderian stopped at the door of the library, raised their heads and looked in the direction of the bell tower.

A large group of white pigeons poured out from there, chirping and circling in the sky. There were hundreds or thousands of them. The sky above the lawn was covered with the white feathers of pigeons, and then all the pigeons landed on the lawn, not looking for food, but just cooing, which sounded a bit sad.

Guderian rubbed his eyes: "Someone died?"

Professor Manstein nodded silently.

Whenever a commissioner dies in the line of duty, unless the situation requires high confidentiality, the church bells will ring to mourn the departure of a comrade.

"Who is it?" Professor Guderian, who has always been like a heartless old fat man, showed a sad expression, "Did another outstanding young man sacrifice his life for the cause of dragon slaying?"

"Yes." A voice so hoarse that it could be called a ghost movie dubbing came from the library, mixed with the sound of wheels.

Professor Schneider dragged his oxygen tank cart out and stared at Professor Guderian: "I'm sorry, Professor, the person who died this time is your student, the school's best S-class freshman in the past forty years, Lu Mingfei , he proved his pedigree with bravery.”

Guderian's eyes almost popped out of his head.

He opened his mouth three times, closed it three more times, and finally let out a sharp whistle: "Ming - Fei -"

While screaming, Guderian sprinted into the library. From behind, he seemed to see a middle-aged office worker walking into the hotel with his wife holding the hand of his boss.

…

When Guderian rushed into the library, there was already a large screen over two hundred inches showing scenes from the Monyach.

Professor Mance was still wearing that slightly funny diving suit, and the other commissioners lined up behind him, all with sad faces.

Among them, Ye Sheng and Shu De Aki, who were still wearing diving suits, were the most grieved, as if the dead people were their half-brothers.

"I am Mans Rundstedt, the person in charge of Operation Kuimen and the captain of the Monyach," Professor Mans clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Here, I have to announce something. Heavy news, our outstanding S-class freshman Lu Mingfei, during this event, fought bravely to cover the evacuation of his teammates from the dragon ruins, and unfortunately died..."

"No! I don't believe it!" Guderian's eyes turned red, "The principal said Mingfei is the best!"

"He is indeed the best, and I am proud to have such a crew," Professor Mance said, "but his life signal has completely disappeared, and the oxygen supply should have been exhausted twenty minutes ago, and just five Minutes ago, the crew responsible for the geological survey of the river bottom confirmed that the fissure passage leading to the dragon remains at the bottom of the Yangtze River collapsed. With the current technology, we cannot effectively clean up the underwater collapse or conduct excavations in a short time, so Lu Mingfei... Sacrifice confirmed.”

At the end of this sentence, as if a falling rock stirred up dust, a sad and depressing atmosphere permeated the entire captain's room and library.

Behind Professor Mance, Aki Shutoku suddenly buried his head in Ye Sheng's chest and let out a suppressed cry. Ye Sheng hugged Aki Shutoku tightly. Most of the girls covered their mouths to prevent themselves from crying in public, while the boys clenched their fists.

"No! Ming-fei-" Professor Guderian's legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground and let out a desolate cry. The professors around him comforted him.

"The last thing we can do is to say goodbye to him." Professor Manns took out a wet white handkerchief, rolled it into a hat-like shape and put it on his head. "I heard that it is the custom of the Chinese to say goodbye to the deceased. Wear white clothes and a white hat, and the white clothes have no time to prepare, so they can only use the white hat temporarily."

The person behind him also took out a white handkerchief and put it on.

Professors in the library also wore white handkerchiefs.

Guderian searched for a long time but couldn't find the handkerchief, so he could only silently take out the Santa Claus nightcap that had been stuffed in his pants pocket.

The white is mixed with a little red, which is like a rose on the plum tree, and also like a newly married couple in the collective funeral procession, which is particularly festive.

Everyone looked at Professor Guderian.

Professor Guderian scratched his head: "My handkerchief was borrowed by Fingel yesterday to wipe the beer he spilled on the computer..."

In this quiet and solemn atmosphere, a boy who was soaked and wearing only underwear opened the door of the captain's cabin and walked in happily, like a Corgi returning home after swimming outside: "Professor !I'm back!"

The captain's room and library were quiet for a few seconds.

Professor Mance looked at Lu Mingfei in disbelief, his face trembled, and he finally straightened his tongue and blurted out: "Call me captain!"

"Ah - Junior Brother Lu, are you okay!" Jiude Aji jumped up with his arms around Ye Sheng's neck, and his head almost hit the ceiling.

"Ah!" Professor Guderian jumped up with his arms around Manstein's neck after the shriller voice of Shude Aki, "Ming Feiyou is fine!"

Lu Mingfei stood at the door and looked at the white handkerchiefs in everyone's hands: "What are you..."

"We...we..." Professor Mance quickly stuffed the handkerchief back and stammered a few words. He didn't know what to say - he couldn't say "We are holding a memorial service for you", right?

"We are checking whether everyone has washed their handkerchiefs properly!" Selma said in a hurry.

Lu Mingfei thought for two seconds and showed an expression of "Who am I, where am I, what is she talking about?"

Professor Manns gave Thelma a fierce look, which probably meant "Half of your internship points will be deducted". Thelma instantly turned pale and looked like "My memorial service can be seamlessly connected with Lu Mingfei's" .

"Captain, what's that?" Lu Mingfei pointed to the elegiac couplets hanging from the ceiling behind everyone - on the left was "Sorrowful cries are hard to hold back and the clouds stay", on the right was "Crying sounds are accompanied by wild cranes flying", horizontal comments "Immortal".

It's still handwritten, and the calligraphy is strong and powerful. You can tell it has real skill at first glance.

Professor Mance opened his mouth: "How about you call me Professor."

Lu Mingfei was silent for a few seconds: "You...are you planning a funeral for me?"

The people in the captain's cabin looked at each other in confusion, and finally nodded in unison.

Lu Mingfei looked at everyone's uniform white hats and asked cautiously: "The atmosphere has been heightened to this point, I'm not dead... Isn't it a bit rude?"

Professor Manns \u0026 Others:…

In the library, Professor Guderian hurriedly put his hat back into his pocket and shouted belatedly: "Quick! Stop the clock! Stop ringing!"

…

Dormitory building, in Su Xiaoqiang's dormitory.

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Su Xiaoqiang said.

Susie pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a bag of strawberries, and said with a smile: "How is it? Are you confident in the 3E exam?"

Su Xiaoqiang shook his head with a grimace: "My reaction to Long Wen is very weak. I will take the exam the day after tomorrow. I don't know what will happen."

"Don't worry, in the worst case, you can hug Lu Mingfei's thigh," Su Qian teased, "He is a crown prince-level figure. The school even postponed the 3E exam for him. In previous years, the exam should have been completed today. .”

"Damn! Is he so awesome?!" Su Xiaoqiang's eyes widened.

"Yes, there are rumors in the school that he is the principal's illegitimate son or illegitimate grandson." Susie smiled.

Before Su Xiaoqiang could complain, the melodious sound of bells floated from a distance.

Su Xiaoqiang subconsciously looked in the direction where the bell was coming from, and Ling, who had been concentrating on reading at the table, also raised his head.

"Someone has left us," Susie said with a sad expression. "Every time the bell rings, it means someone died on the battlefield of dragon slaying."

Su Xiaoqiang also showed a sad expression.

Zero changed from sitting to standing.

"Let's go downstairs. Every time at this time, students will go downstairs to mourn." Su Qian took Su Xiaoqiang's hand. Knowing that Ling was not used to touching others, she just nodded towards Ling.

The three girls walked out of the dormitory, went downstairs, and walked to the open space in front of the dormitory building. There were already many students standing like javelins, looking up at the bell tower in mourning.

"The bells will ring for a long time, mourning the lives of the victims..." Susie explained softly.

The next second, the bell stopped suddenly.

Su Xiaoqiang and Ling looked at Su Qian at the same time.

Susie:......

A moment later, a slightly embarrassing announcement sounded: "I'm really sorry, classmates, it was just a misunderstanding, and no one died. Please go back and continue to do your own thing..."

The mentality of the students standing on the ground has undergone subtle changes.

Obviously their movements have not changed, but a second ago they were like soldiers pointing their spears to the sky in a solemn battlefield, and now they are inexplicably like a group of gooses lined up in a wheat field.

Just when Su Xiaoqiang had serious doubts about whether this school was reliable, her cell phone rang, and the caller was Lu Mingfei.

"Hello? How are you? Did the mission go well?" Su Xiaoqiang asked.

"Well... it's generally going well. I should be able to go back to school tomorrow," Lu Mingfei said, "It's just a little accident."

"What accident?" Su Xiaoqiang asked.

"You may not believe it, but..." Lu Mingfei considered the euphemistic words, "I'm dead."

Su Xiaoqiang:? ? ?