Lu Mingfei doesn’t want to be a superhero

Chapter 41 Ang Lu Mingfei’s great-uncle·Re

Shilan Middle School, on the playground.

Angers stepped out of the Rolls-Royce. The red roses on the chest of his black suit were so delicate and delicate in the sun that they seemed to contain dewdrops.

Against the backdrop of the black sunglasses around him, he looked like a mafia godfather in the movie.

Chu Zihang thoughtfully closed the car door for Angers.

The sound of the "bang" of the car door was very weak in the vast playground, but it was enough to wake up the stunned audience.

The dean on the podium finally came to his senses and hurriedly ran towards Ange and Chu Zihang.

Although they drove seven cars into the school at once and seriously violated school rules, the dean's face showed no trace of dissatisfaction or seriousness at this moment, only kindness and kindness.

After all, when he trotted all the way to Ange and Chu Zihang, he could even hear the uniform breathing of the strong men lined up.

These people look like the Mafia or the Matrix in the movie, but they are uniformly like elite regular soldiers.

In fact, it is indeed true. They all have trace amounts of dragon blood. They once served in the Navy SEALs, but now they have retired. They are just school workers at Cassel College. They are usually a group of reliable chores in the eyes of the students. The staff, whether they are replacing glass or repairing toilets, are extremely efficient.

"Hello, who are you..." The dean stood in front of Angre, his heart pounding.

As the school's management, he knows some secrets that are not easy to share with outsiders. For example, the vice-principal is said to owe money. The principal likes to mess around with men and women, but he still has basic professional ethics, so he never does it within the school. Could it be that? Did any of them cause trouble?

It's easy to ask for a debt, and it's fine if you give the money, but if the principal has something to do with someone he shouldn't have a relationship with, such as having sex with the lover, daughter, or even wife of the "godfather" in front of him, Oh, maybe there will be blood splattered three feet today...

However, the dean's guess only went through his mind twice. The "godfather" in front of him said: "Excuse me, this is Shilan Middle School. I'm here to attend the parent-teacher meeting."

The dean suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Why are you bringing so many people to the parent-teacher conference? Are you sure you are here to attend the parent-teacher meeting and are not taking advantage of the fact that the parents here are rich and noble and want to tie them up for ransom?

Angers ignored the dean's stunned look, but smiled and added: "My name is Hilbert Jean Angers, and I am the principal of Kassel College. I have a great-nephew who goes to school here, and his father Mom was busy with archaeological research and couldn’t come back, so I came to attend the parent-teacher meeting for them.”

The dean realized this time that he had heard of the name of Kassel College. After all, this was the college where Chu Zihang, the idol of Shilan, went to.

He knew very little about this university. He only knew that they were also private aristocratic schools, but their grades were so much higher than Shilan High School. It was said that in the American academic world, they were top universities comparable to Harvard University and Yale University, but they were strictly strict. It pursues elite education, so it recruits very few people.

The dean believed this statement. After all, this was the university Chu Zihang went to.

As for whether the old man in front of him lied about his identity...

Chu Zihang was standing next to him, driving for him just now. Is there any stronger evidence than this?

"Principal Angers, nice to meet you." The dean quickly stretched out his hands to shake hands with Angers.

He is particularly enthusiastic about Angers now, even a little bit flattering - if he can build a good relationship with this principal, is it possible for Shilan Middle School to send a few more students to it in the future?

"Principal Ange, um, I'm really sorry," the dean of students rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Our school actually does not allow cars to enter the school..."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Angers waved his hand and called some black sunglasses, "Quickly, drive out!"

A few black sunglasses quickly got into the car and drove out like a whirlwind, the engine roaring.

"Principal Angers, what's the name of your great-nephew? Which grade and class is he in? Do you want me to take you to him?" The dean's service is outstanding.

"No need, I've found him, he's right there," Angers waved in one direction of the crowd, "Mingfei! I'm here!"

The dean and others all looked in that direction.

In the crowd, a handsome boy, with his waist bent, quietly walked to the edge of the crowd at an unobtrusive speed.

Lu Mingfei, who was watched by half the people in the playground:...

It was too late to think about leaving now. Lu Mingfei straightened up helplessly and looked at Ange with an extremely complicated look.

Ange strode over. This weathered old man moved like a dragon and a tiger. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Lu Mingfei and gave him a warm hug: "Grandnephew, my uncle misses you so much!"

The classmates in the class stared blankly at this scene. The little transparent person whose name was sometimes difficult to remember suddenly became the focus and center of the crowd.

Su Xiaoqiang stood with his father, looking at Lu Mingfei as if looking at a marshal wearing golden armor and holy clothes, with seven-color auspicious clouds at his feet.

Although she had long guessed that Lu Mingfei was weird, the degree of weirdness was beyond her imagination.

Lu Mingfei was hugged by Ange and asked in a low voice: "Principal, what are you doing?"

He didn't want to be called grandnephew, so he just called Angers principal.

"I am your great-great-grandfather's brother, so I can be considered your elder," Angers whispered, "but if you tell us our true seniority, it will be hard for others to believe it, so I will suffer a bit and pretend to be you. Grandpa’s brother, I will be your uncle for a while.”

From an objective point of view, Ange did suffer. After all, he was demoted two generations for nothing, while Lu Mingfei took advantage and was promoted two generations.

"I mean, what are you here for?" But Lu Mingfei didn't feel like he was taking advantage.

"Come to help you support the scene. After all, you are my great-nephew!" Angre said.

Damn it, why didn't you see how shameless this old guy was when we first met him?

Lu Mingfei couldn't keep hugging Ange and let go after saying a few words.

Chu Zihang followed Anger and walked over, like a loyal imperial guard or a general manager.

Those in black suits also followed, but they stood in a neat row at the back.

In this situation, it was useless for Lu Mingfei to chase Ange away, not to mention that the old guy might not be able to drive him away with his face.

Just when Lu Mingfei wanted to remind Ange not to be too high-profile, a somewhat too sharp voice sounded at an inappropriate time.

"Lu Mingfei! I remembered! You were the one who hit me!" Because he was so excited, Zhao Menghua even broke his voice, and his voice was particularly sharp - the side effect of the sudden recovery of memory caused his mental state to be slightly affected, and some Difficulty controlling oneself.

Compared to Chu Zihang, he is more like a general manager.

Chu Zihang turned his head and glanced at Zhao Menghua, and immediately realized that the hypnotic effect must have been broken. Sure enough, it was very difficult to hypnotize an ordinary person through a mobile phone, even if the target was an ordinary person.

"Huh? Zhao Menghua, what are you talking about?" Lu Mingfei looked innocent.

How could he recognize such a thing?

Zhao Menghua's father quickly squeezed out of the crowd and dragged Zhao Menghua back: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my son has disturbed everyone."

"Dad, let go of me. I remembered that I wasn't thrown before, but was beaten by Lu Mingfei..." Zhao Menghua was dragged out of the crowd.

Zhao Menghua was just an insignificant episode. After he was dragged away, the parent-teacher conference continued as usual.

At the beginning, Lu Mingfei was a little troubled. The school only prepared one chair for students and parents, but Anger came with Chu Zihang. He couldn't let Senior Brother Chu stand, right?

Lu Mingfei wanted to give up his seat to Chu Zihang, but Chu Zihang refused to do so.

Fortunately, the dean of teachers rushed over immediately and gave them an extra chair.

The three of them sat together, and Lu Mingfei, the most inconspicuous person, received the most attention from everyone around him.

Especially Su Xiaoqiang, staring at him almost intently.

Angers looked leisurely and at ease, after all, this was just a small scene for him.

He casually took out a cigar and held it in his mouth.

"Principal." Lu Mingfei poked him lightly and whispered.

"What's wrong, Mingfei? Are you touched?" Anger raised his eyebrows.

"No smoking here." Lu Mingfei reminded.

"Oh...oh." Angers stuffed the cigar back into his coat.

…

The parent-teacher meeting ended calmly.

Lu Mingfei did not return to the classroom like other students. I don't know what Angers said to the dean, but the dean generously gave Lu Mingfei a day off with a wave of his hand.

In the cafe outside the school.

Because the main customer group is students, the cafe is especially deserted during class hours.

Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Ange sat together.

The following chapters are still being typed hard, so you can wait until the morning to read them again, 嘤嘤嘤~