Chapter 153 Fingel and ZZ1000 Express

Caesar pressed his hand.

There was a pause in applause.

He is smiling.

That's a confident smile.

It is also the smile that can give people strength and direction.

"Let's put the S-class stuff aside."

"Anyway, it will be after school starts."

"It's time for a war meeting."

Caesar said.

"I'm more interested in Chu Zihang than S-class."

…………

"join the club?"

On the phone was the admission notice from Norma.

Lu Mingfei was chatting with Ling about the club.

"Do I have to choose one?"

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"By the way, Zero, which one do you want to go to, the student union or the Lionheart Club?"

he asked the girl.

"I'll follow you."

Zero said.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head.

"Well, although I know what your boss meant, there is still something weird about saying it directly."

Zero glanced at him.

He turned back expressionlessly. Lu Mingfei studied the admission requirements again.

"Speaking of the club."

he muttered.

"Why is there no entrance to the new club?"

"Well, if I want to build a club by myself, who will you be?,"

"I'll follow you."

"Alright alright."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"I shouldn't have asked."

They walked into a Chicago train station.

Lu Mingfei tried to ask for directions in his halting English.

"Hello, may I ask ZZ1..."

its stuck.

Lu Mingfei scratched his face.

How do you say ZZ1000 Express in English?

If you think about it carefully, Lu Mingfei took the TOEFL exam more than 20 years ago.

If Kassel had not implemented the Chinese campus plan, and everyone from professors to students could speak authentic Chinese, Lu Mingfei might not have agreed to Professor Guderian’s invitation to enroll.

Forgive him for learning a language from scratch. If you have the time, why not rest your mind?

"Hello, may I ask where the CC1000 train is..."

Zero stood up at the critical moment.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the 1.4 meter back of the girl who was calm and at ease.

The long platinum hair was shining.

Songs seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Lu Mingfei blinked.

Either it seems, or someone is singing.

He looked back.

He raised his eyebrows.

In the middle of the aisle where people were coming and going, a tall and thick-set man was sitting on the ground. He was saying something in a pitiful tone, a foreign language that Lu Mingfei didn't understand, and he was shaking the KFC paper tube up and down. , there were some scattered coins inside, and they made a clattering sound as the man shook them. This Lu Mingfei understood clearly. In martial arts, this is called a disciple of the Beggar Clan, an expert in dog-fighting per capita, and some elites can also beat dragons. , anyway, it’s just that you can’t get along with the twelve zodiac signs.

Lu Mingfei touched his chin and looked curiously at the outline of the man's body, especially his bulging arms and chest.

Perhaps because his gaze was too open and undisguised, the disciple who was suspected to be a beggar gang stationed in Chicago cast a keen eye in this direction.

Both saw each other.

Just as Lu Mingfei was weighing whether to take action or say hello.

The majestic Beggar Clan disciple's face turned pale, and he dodged back with a dexterity that was inconsistent with his size, quickly closing the distance from Lu Mingfei like he was avoiding the god of plague.

Lu Mingfei was confused.

He was still wondering if this person had lost his mind, when he heard Zero's iconic voice without any fluctuations in tone.

"I asked, but there is no information about the CC1000 train."

"No?"

"Well, it's not written on the timetable and no staff has heard of it."

"That's weird."

Lu Mingfei took out the train ticket sent by Kassel.

"Did we come to the wrong stop?"

"But it says there is nothing wrong with the Chicago train station."

"Just to ask."

"You just talked about the CC1000 train, right?"

"yes."

Lu Mingfei looked up, and the voice that spoke to him was a man's voice. It wasn't Ling. Who could it be?

A bearded face came closer.

Lu Mingfei could even smell a strange sour smell.

His expression changed, and he raised his hand to punch.

"etc!"

The bearded man exclaimed, still speaking in Chinese.

At the same time, he rolled around like a lazy ass, narrowly dodging Lu Mingfei's punch.

"Scared me."

The bearded man lay on the ground with one hand on his chest, panting.

"What's wrong with you! You hit people casually! What if something happens to me because I'm slow! You have to pay for the medical expenses!"

The bearded man was suddenly startled.

His eyes rolled around in circles.

He was ready to roll on the ground quickly.

""Well, look clearly. ""

Lu Mingfei shook his fist.

"I didn't call out just now."

The bearded man looked at Lu Mingfei's fist as if confirming.

Then laughed.

The one who moved the clouds and the flowing water got up from the ground.

It was as if the person who was about to roll on the ground was not him at all.

Lu Mingfei was all shocked.

What a thick skin.

Zero looked at Lu Mingfei's fist.

He glanced at the bearded man without leaving any trace.

She took two steps towards Lu Mingfei, almost touching him. At the same time, her small body was completely tense, and she was ready to take action at any time.

"If I guess correctly, you two are juniors and juniors!"

The bearded man grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand enthusiastically.

But it came to nothing.

But who is he?

The bearded man was seen holding the air and shaking up and down, his expression naturally not showing any embarrassment.

Lu Mingfei once again had a new understanding of this person's face.

"Introduce yourself, I am Fingel, your senior."

The bearded man puffed out his chest and pulled in his abdomen, and put on a serious expression. His serious look would have been more convincing if his collar hadn't been stained with ketchup.

"Senior?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Kassel."

A disciple of the Beggar Clan who called himself Fengel winked ambiguously at Lu Mingfei.

"The ZZ1000 express train runs exclusively to Kassel. You should be the freshmen of this class."

"Oh, Cassel."

Lu Mingfei's voice became quieter as he spoke.

The word "senior" kept popping up in his mind.

On one side was Fingel, who was winking.

On one side is the profile of Chu Zihang holding Murasame and looking back calmly.

They are also seniors.

Why is the gap so big!

Lu Mingfei suddenly became seriously worried about his college life.

I originally thought that Kassel, which has been specialized in training dragon slayers for a hundred years, would at least not be far behind Chu Zihang even if not all of its students were comparable to Chu Zihang.

Especially when he met Ling later, this girl's behavior deepened Lu Mingfei's impression of Cassel.

The only Cassel students he knew were colder than the other, less talkative than the other, and all they could think about was killing people or explosions, which perfectly fit the stereotype of a dragon slayer.

Until this unknown creature with a big beard appeared.

What did Lu Mingfei hear?

He said he was also a student in Kassel?

Are beggars going to rule the mixed race?

"Junior? Junior?"

The bearded man, oh, shouldn't be called Fingel. He was looking at Lu Mingfei with concern and waving his hand back and forth in front of the young man.

Zero took a step forward and stared at him warily.

Fingel smiled and took back his hand.

"Do you know how to beat a dog with a stick?"

Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

"Dog hunting?"

Fingel blinked innocently.

"Forget it, it's not important."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand.

"Since senior, you are also from Kassel."

Lu Mingfei showed him the ticket.

"It says train CC1000, why hasn't it come yet?"

"It's normal."

Fingel waved his hand indifferently.

"The train is occasionally delayed, especially for a loser from the serf class like me. When to go to school depends entirely on Norma's mood."

"The serf class?"

"Well, junior fellow student, you are a freshman and you probably don't know that people in Kassel are basically divided into ABC and D classes based on blood. It's the same from students to professors. Different classes enjoy different benefits. Let's talk about this train. I heard that the top geniuses are always on the train with just a phone call."

"Let me try."

"Hey junior, don't waste your efforts. You haven't even gone to school yet. Who can you turn to? Besides, considering your..."

"Norma, can I make a reservation for train CC1000?"

"Confirmed, the train has departed and is on its way. It will arrive in about three hours and twenty-four minutes."

"What, it's still three hours."

Lu Mingfei muttered.

He looked up and saw Fingel staring at the phone he had just put away with a ghostly expression on his face.

"What's wrong, senior?"

"Um, may I ask what your rank is?"

"S-level."

Fingel gasped exaggeratedly.

Then without saying a word, he hugged Lu Mingfei's thigh like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Of course, as expected, Lu Mingfei dodged.

Lu Mingfei, who jumped some distance away, stared at him warily.

"what are you doing!"

"Boss!"

Fingel burst into tears.

"My little brother, I have been living in Kassel for seven years, and I have never seen anyone as wise and powerful as you, boss!"

"Wait, seven years!"

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes wide.

“Isn’t Kassel a four-year university?”

"I repeated the grade."

Fingel waved his hand.

"do not mind the details!"

"Hey, hey, it's too much to say that you have to repeat the grade for three years!"

"Four years actually."

Fingal added.

“This is the fourth year.”

Lu Mingfei looked admiring.

"From a certain perspective, you are also a talent if you can do it to this extent."

"Where there."

"I'm not complimenting you, you bastard!"

Fingel's face was solemn.

"Boss!"

"I made a decision!"

"I will follow you from today on!"

"I don't want to be born in the same year and the same day, but I want to be born in the same year and the same day..."

"Stop it!"

Lu Mingfei said quickly.

"I feel like I'll outlive you."

He sighed.

"Just tell me, what do you want to do?"

Fingel took a deep breath.

"Can I say it?"

"Um."

Fingel took another deep breath.

His tone was solemn.

"Boss, please treat me to a meal!"

"My little brother is going to starve to death!"

After one hour.

A band in the corner of the restaurant plays melodious tunes.

Soft light falls.

Men and women in formal attire eat elegantly and smile without showing their teeth.

And the window seat.

A guy who didn't know whether he was a werewolf or a brown bear had a napkin neatly tied on his chest. With a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, he quickly and precisely cut the steak on the plate. He swallowed it whole in just a few mouthfuls, and drank a large amount in one breath. After drinking a glass of red wine, he finally leaned back with satisfaction.

"Your Excellency is so kind..."

Fingel burped.

"Unforgettable."

Lu Mingfei cupped his fist.

"You're too polite, strong man. It's not worth mentioning. It's really not worth mentioning."

The waiter who came to take away the plates was in a hurry and didn't dare to look back.

"Speaking of which, I paid zero for this meal. If you want to thank her, you have to thank her."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Oh, that makes sense."

Fingel looked at Ling, who was sitting next to Lu Mingfei.

"Sister-in-law..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

He looked at Zero.

Look at Lu Mingfei again.

Move your eyes down again and look at Zero.

Fingel gasped.

He looked at Lu Mingfei with a strange look, as if he was looking at garbage.

Fingel hesitated to speak.

"Junior, although I appreciate your taste, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

Lu Mingfei's face darkened.

"Then don't say it."

Lu Mingfei explained decisively.

"Zero and I are just ordinary classmates. We went to Kassel together. That's all. Don't think too much about it."

Fingel was visibly relieved.

"To be honest, junior, I almost wanted to call the police just now."

"But speaking of which, when did Kassel open a primary school? Why..."

"What's the elementary school? Zero is seventeen years old after all, okay?"

Fingel's eyes widened.

His eyes lingered on the girl's head and face for a moment.

He looked at Lu Mingfei seriously.

"Boss!"

"what."

"Don't you think about it!"

Fingel followed suit.

“You can eat a Michelin steakhouse as a buffet.”

"If you seize the opportunity, maybe in this life..."

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei said angrily.

"What do you think I am, a pervert?"

Fingel looked at him quietly.

"I'm warning you, if you look at me like this again, I'll kill you."

Lu Mingfei was murderous.

"Hahaha, let's go back. The train will arrive in three hours."

Fingel changed the subject very naturally.

"Speak of it, serf."

Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

"What class do you belong to? How about describing it as a serf?"

"Oh, F-F."

Fingel said modestly.

"There is actually a class like F!"

Lu Mingfei was shocked.

"Why don't I see it in the admission instructions?"

"It's normal."

Fingel said proudly.

"I am the only F-class person in Kassel in the past hundred years."

Lu Mingfei clasped his fists.

"I have admired you for a long time."

Fingel laughed.

"It's easy to talk about."

Back at the Chicago train station, it was exactly the time Norma agreed.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked at the display screen.

"Still not."

"Already arrived."

Fingal said.

"Look there."

Sure enough, Lu Mingfei saw a young man in dark green uniform walking towards them, shaking a brass bell.

The strange thing is that as he walked among the crowd, the passengers seemed to ignore him as if they didn't see him. No one looked at him.

"He is the conductor of train CC1000."

Introduced by Fingel.

"Let's go, let's go."

The flight attendant walked up to them leisurely, humming the theme song from the animated movie The Polar Express.

His eyes swept over the three of them in turn, and finally settled on Lu Mingfei.

"Aha, S-class!"

The flight attendant enthusiastically grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand.

Fingel pointed at them and shouted.

"You didn't hide! Junior, you didn't hide! I'm so sad! I'm telling you, I won't finish this without a steak!"

"You are, oh, Fingel."

The flight attendant glanced at the bearded man casually.

"You haven't graduated yet."

Then he put on a warm smile and looked at Lu Mingfei.

"It's such an honor that I met an S-class while I was working as a flight attendant. You must give me your autograph. I bet your signature will definitely go into a museum in the future!"

"S-level, aha, S-level!"

PS: Thank you for the ten thousand rewards, and the nine thousand words that I wrote for you.

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