Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero

United States, in a deep mountain in the outer suburbs of Chicago.

A group of extremely luxurious buildings stretches between the saddles of two mountains.

Angers sat on the sofa in the principal's office, brewed himself a cup of Ceylon black tea, turned to look out the window, and saw a waning moon hanging on the eaves of the tall bell tower.

An evening at the Kassel Academy was just like always...

"boom--"

A violent explosion sounded, and the teacup bounced on the holder, making a tinkling sound. A few drops of black tea splashed out of the cup, falling on the snow-white documents on the side, and light-colored flowers bloomed.

The pillars of fire that soared into the sky covered up the brilliance of the moon, and the shadows of the buildings under the strong light became more obvious. Ange's eyes were covered by the shadows cast by his high brow bones, making it difficult to see his expression.

The night at Kassel College is as noisy as ever.

Angers picked up the tea cup and took a sip - he had long been used to these occasional explosions.

That's weird.

Putting the tea cup heavily on the desk with a loud "dong" sound, Angers dialed the phone at hand: "Norma, please transfer me to Director Akadura of the Equipment Department."

"Equipment Department" is actually an abbreviation. Its full name is "Institute of Alchemy and Science Engineering Applications". Because the name is really long and complicated, everyone usually calls it the Equipment Department. Therefore, the boss of the Equipment Department does not have the same position. Not "minister" but "director".

The job of these people is to "translate the theories of science and alchemy into practical applications", but 90% of the practical applications they have developed are explosives. From this perspective, a more suitable abbreviation for them should actually be "bombs" Concentration camp for madmen.”

After a short beep, the call was connected.

"Hello, the user you dialed is not in the service area. Please call again later..." The sweet voice of the female operator came from the phone.

"Director Akadulla," Angers took a deep breath, "This is in the United States, and you are playing a Chinese alert tone."

The sweet female operator's voice was immediately replaced by a rough male voice: "Hasn't our school already begun to fully promote Chinese? I am in line with the school's policy!"

"I don't care what you follow!" Angers finally couldn't stand it any longer, "Director Akadulla, I hope you can explain today's explosion!"

"Don't worry, principal, it's just a small mistake," Director Akadula said with a hint of nonchalance in his tone, "It's just an alchemical sulfur bomb."

"You built a large bomb in the school? And there was an accident!?" Angers felt his head hurt.

"There was an accident? No, who told us about the accident?" Director Akadulla's tone finally changed, giving birth to a kind of anger that seemed to be questioned, "This is an insult to the professional capabilities of our equipment department!"

"Why did it explode without an accident?" Angers was stunned.

"We detonated it," Director Akadulla's tone seemed to say that we had just popped some popcorn for a late-night snack. "How could we fail to test and make it without detonating it? We are rigorous scientific researchers, so we must Make sure every data is true and reliable..."

"Wait a minute!" The veins in Angers' hand holding the microphone were stretched. "In other words, you are conducting a test explosion of a large alchemy bomb in the school?!"

"Actually, I have wanted to correct a mistake in your conversation from the beginning." Director Akadulla said.

"What?"

"We are indeed conducting a test explosion, but the specifications of the alchemy bomb are far from being called 'large' because it is only an initial test product. The explosive power of this bomb is probably equivalent to the equivalent of two tons of TNT." It's a bit reluctant to call it micro, so we were just debating whether it should be classified as a 'harmless type' under 'micro'..."

"Harmless type?" Angers suspected that the explosion just affected the communication line, so that Akadulla's syllables were rearranged, causing him to misunderstand the meaning of his words.

"Yes, the standard for harmless type is a weapon with an equivalent of less than two tons of TNT. However, when we originally set the standard for harmless type, we forgot to make it clear that it does not include two tons itself, so this alchemical bomb of exactly two tons does not It’s too well defined…” Director Akadulla explained.

"If my military knowledge has not expired, the explosive power of a grenade is about fifty grams of TNT. You call 40,000 grenades harmless weapons and test explosions in schools?" Angers bit his tongue. molar asked.

"Don't worry, principal, the energy of this bomb is mainly released in the form of heat, there won't be any big explosion." Director Akadulla said.

"Stop this dangerous experiment immediately!" Angers ordered.

"How can this kind of experiment be considered dangerous?" Director Akadulla's tone was full of doubts.

Angers:…

He found that even after working together for so many years, it was difficult for him to keep up with the equipment department's mindset.

"Let's do this. You first suspend the explosive experiments. I will apply to the school board to build you a sub-test site in the barren mountains thirty kilometers away from the college. You can set up a laboratory branch there and conduct tests. How about it?" Angers decided to change his mind.

"Great!" Director Akadulla suddenly changed from his previous casualness, and his tone revealed a level of respect that was somewhere between a loser and Party B. "Then we will wait for the good news from you, principal."

Angers breathed a sigh of relief.

The number of bombings in schools should be significantly reduced in the future. As for building a laboratory branch for the equipment department... anyway, it was the big dogs on the school board who paid for it, and Angers didn't feel bad about it.

"But principal, since the experiment is going to be suspended, can I apply for a leave from the Equipment Department?" Director Akadulla raised his eyebrows.

"Aren't you just asked to suspend research on explosives?" Angers asked.

"But our research is all related to explosives." Director Akadulla said.

Anger hung up the phone tiredly.

The heat of Ceylon black tea was still rising, but he was no longer in the mood to drink black tea.

He just wants to have a good sleep and then go on a business trip tomorrow. It doesn't matter where he goes, as long as he can stay away from the explosive maniacs in the academy.

Rubbing his temples, Angers picked up a stack of documents from the table. At the top of the document was a form similar to a resume, but with much more detailed information.

One of them is marked in red with extra large font, which is particularly conspicuous - Awakening status: Awakened.

In the upper right corner of the form is a photo. In the photo, the young man has a handsome face but a high-spirited look.

Fuzzy memories were tumbling in Ange's mind, like photos under the water, with the waves making it difficult to see the portrait clearly.

Only a face that was so old that it almost turned yellow became clearer and clearer, as if it could fit the young man in the photo.

"Norma," Angers said, "help me arrange a plane to China."

"Are you going to the city where S-class student Lu Mingfei is?" Norma asked, "I found a direct flight, but you can also take the Gulfstream G550 modified by the Equipment Department. After applying, you can go directly to the airport Land, you will arrive faster..."

"I'm going on a trip to meet the descendants of old friends. I'm not going on a business trip." Angers shook his head. "It's better for me, an old man, to take some comfortable transportation."

"Understood," Norma said, "The air tickets have been booked for you, do you need to prepare in advance about Lu Mingfei's enrollment?"

"There is no rush, just prepare according to the normal date. Although geniuses are always special, there is no need to be special in everything," Ange said. "By the way, I would like to inform Chu Zihang, I have not been to China a few times. , it would be more convenient if there is a local guide, tell him that this can add credits."

"Yes." Norma said.

"By the way," Angers was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Norma, please help me check. In China today, when elders want to visit younger generations, what gifts do they usually bring?"

Norma: "Huh?"

…

On the other side of the ocean, at the doorstep of Su Xiaoqiang's house.

"Little goddess, I'm coming in!" Lu Mingfei shouted, then pushed the door open and entered.

Because he had been here many times, he was familiar with the way, so he opened the door and walked into the living room.

Then I happened to see Su Xiaoqiang sitting on the sofa with the bow on the violin.

Seeing Lu Mingfei come in, Su Xiaoqiang glanced at him, turned her eyes, and motioned for him to stay quiet and sit down.

Perhaps because they had been arguing for a long time and developed a tacit understanding, Lu Mingfei could vaguely understand such a complicated look in his eyes, and immediately walked over quickly and quietly and sat next to Su Xiaoqiang.

After Lu Mingfei sat down, Su Xiaoqiang slowly pulled the bow.

The sweet and delicate notes flow out from the gap between the bow and the strings, and you can hear that this is a violin of high quality.

Su Xiaoqiang played the violin with forgetfulness, as if singing a beautiful poem, and the whole person was intoxicated.

Lu Mingfei was listening with his chin on his side, yawning from time to time.

At the end of the song, Su Xiaoqiang put down the violin and looked at Lu Mingfei with disgust: "Tsk, there's no taste at all."

When she played a piece of music, Lu Mingfei wanted to yawn all day long, just like the old cow eating grass in the idiom "Playing the piano to a cow".

"I don't like this kind of elegant music anymore." Lu Mingfei told the truth.

"I'll take you to the Vienna Golden Concert Hall another day and learn a lot." Su Xiaoqiang said.

"No, no, no," Lu Mingfei waved his hands repeatedly, "I really can't appreciate this kind of elegant art."

He was not self-effacing. In Tony's world, he had been to the Boston Concert Hall and almost fell asleep there. If he hadn't pinched himself to stay awake, he would have started snoring.

At that time, he had already awakened his ability, and he could tell that the music was very nice and had high technical content. However, because of the incompatibility, he really couldn't appreciate it, just like how some people can't get used to caviar no matter how expensive it is.

"So from your own perspective, what do you think of the violin I just played?" Su Xiaoqiang asked.

"The piano is good," Lu Mingfei said seriously, "the master who made the piano is very skilled."

"Who asked you about the piano?" Su Xiaoqiang glared at him, "I asked you how good I was at playing that piece of music just now."

"Well... I can give you ten points." Lu Mingfei said.

"Huh, you have a good idea." Although he knew that Lu Mingfei was trying to flatter him, Su Xiaoqiang was still a little happy and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Full score is one hundred." Lu Mingfei added.

"You!" Su Xiaoqiang waved his piano bow, like a long unsheathed sword, pointing directly at Lu Mingfei's face.

Lu Mingfei's evaluation is actually very pertinent from a personal point of view. Although Su Xiaoqiang's violin is already quite good among amateurs, excluding this time, the only time Lu Mingfei listened to violin in his life was at the Boston Concert Hall. An internationally renowned orchestra ensemble.

He was able to give Su Xiaoqiang ten points because of the two and a half years of friendship, and he did so without conscience.

But looking at Su Xiaoqiang's angry look, Lu Mingfei felt that he should make amends. After all, he would later trick Su Xiaoqiang to make the first pot of gold.

"Although the piano skill can only be rated ten points, the piano player is very beautiful and beautiful, so he can be rated ninety points!" Lu Mingfei said seriously, "It adds up to a perfect score!"

"Go! You are openly complimenting me and calling me a vase!"

Su Xiaoqiang originally wanted to hit him with the bow, but when he raised the bow, he suddenly thought that the bow string was a little thin and might hurt someone, so he angrily put down the bow string and the violin, got up and hit Lu Mingfei with his hands.

Lu Mingfei quickly ducked away.

The two of them chased each other around the living room. Lu Mingfei controlled his speed to be almost the same as Su Xiaoqiang's, dodging left and right, but was not touched by Su Xiaoqiang.

He couldn't help but feel a little proud.

It seems that in Tony's world, the fighting skills he learned are still useful, and Su Xiaoqiang will never be able to hit him again in the future.

After chasing Lu Mingfei in a circle, Su Xiaoqiang panted slightly, put his hands on his hips, and became even more angry. He stared at Lu Mingfei angrily, and his two little tiger teeth were grinding back and forth, as if he would immediately catch Lu Mingfei. Take a bite of him.

Lu Mingfei had a proud look on his face, as if he was as grateful as he could be.

Su Xiaoqiang chased him again, but Lu Mingfei dodged, but with his super dynamic vision, he saw Su Xiaoqiang wearing slippers and kicked the corner of the table.

"Well..." Su Xiaoqiang lost his balance and fell down.

As soon as her figure flashed, Lu Mingfei caught her and held her steady.

This posture is quite ambiguous, Su Xiaoqiang's chest is almost touching Lu Mingfei's chest.

But she was not shy, because the pain from kicking the corner of the table had already distorted her face.

Lu Mingfei quickly helped her sit on the sofa. After a long time, Su Xiaoqiang's expression that was distorted by pain calmed down, and she stared at Lu Mingfei angrily.

He quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, little goddess, why did you suddenly start playing the violin? I've never seen you play it before."

"The school is going to hold a cultural evening this time. It is said to be a last resort for the students to relax and relieve stress before they start their senior year of high school." Su Xiaoqiang glared at Lu Mingfei and explained, "All students can go up and perform their talents."

"Oh, I understand, that's why you want to play the violin." Lu Mingfei suddenly understood.

"Well, I learned a little bit before, but I stopped practicing for a long time. It seems I forgot all about it," Su Xiaoqiang said in a slightly depressed tone, "I might as well not sign up..."

"No, you have to sign up!" Lu Mingfei stopped him quickly.

As Su Xiaoqiang's bad friend, how could he let go of this opportunity to have fun.

"But even you don't think it sounds good..." Su Xiaoqiang shook his head.

"No, what do you mean by 'even I don't think it sounds good'," Lu Mingfei was dissatisfied, "I was just giving a fair opinion! I actually learned the violin too!"

"Have you ever learned it?" Su Xiaoqiang said with disbelief, "Then you play one."

"Ahem," Lu Mingfei coughed lightly, "I haven't played it for a long time. How about you lend me the violin for two days so that I can get my hands on it first?"

"Hmph..." Lu Mingfei's performance was obviously guilty. Su Xiaoqiang sneered, "Okay, how about the day after tomorrow?"

Then she can laugh at Lu Mingfei to her heart's content.

"No problem!" Lu Mingfei agreed.

…

In Su Xiaoqiang's bedroom.

Su Xiaoqiang was studying in the living room, and Lu Mingfei borrowed her computer.

Inserting his USB flash drive into Su Xiaoqiang's computer host, Lu Mingfei began to copy the metallurgical technology data in his memory.

After a long time, Lu Mingfei finally finished part of the huge workload, and was ready to take a breather.

But after hesitating, thinking of Su Xiaoqiang's sneer today, Lu Mingfei opened the browser and entered a line of words in the search bar——

Beginner's Tutorial on the Violin.

PS: I recommend a new book by a friend, "I Practiced Magic in the United States". Interested students can read it. The link is in the author's words.

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