Chapter 358 Lu Mingfei and Frost

They gathered in Lu Mingfei's dormitory, which was transformed into a temporary combat center after the e-sports room.

Chu Zihang and Ling each occupied a table. They calmly and quickly browsed the mountains of documents, occasionally extracting valuable information. The speed was so fast that one suspected that they were actually scanning rather than reading. They opened Chu Zihang's The head is filled with electronic components, and perhaps there is a mark with the number 89757 in the corner.

Caesar is staring intently at the laptop screen. The chief gentleman of the student union has his arms folded across his chest. His silent expression makes it difficult to tell whether he is thinking or in a daze. Perhaps this is the decision-making method unique to Caesar Gattuso. He is confident to the core. , accustomed to leaving the future to one's own intuition.

Fingel muttered about the bastards, trash, and idiots on the school board. After saying a few words, he took a sip of Coke or took a bite of a hamburger. He alone occupied one-third of the dormitory space, sitting on four large trash cans. There were countless ketchup and barbecue sauces. If it weren't for the fact that he had led the news department to do a lot of practical things and made great contributions in the past few days, Lu Mingfei would have sent him to the ward of the school doctor's office to report.

After drawing the last full stop and putting down the pen, Lu Mingfei blew on the ink and finished the ten pages of care.

He stretched and glanced around. Everyone was busy. The original offensive against Lu Mingfei's bloodline failed, and the hearing should have ended. However, the school board only adjourned temporarily, so they still had cards in their hands. Can I fight? What card is that?

One day passed, and they still had no conclusion. It was not that they lacked direction, but that they had too many directions.

Focusing on Lu Mingfei and Ange, there is a long list of violations of Kassel school rules or secret party rules. These two guys don't even know how to write the word "observant". , when Chu Zihang and the others had seen the great achievements of the two S-class Kassels and put themselves into the position of the school board, they could instantly understand that if they were the school board, like Lu Mingfei and Ange What are people like this still doing, celebrating the New Year?

Not to mention misappropriating funds and destroying school rules, just building a mountaintop campus without the approval of the school board of directors is something that no one can tolerate. It is too much.

Is the Camarilla your Angers' Camarilla, or our Camarilla?

However, there were too many directions, and for a while they were not sure from which angle the school board would start.

If the purpose was to overthrow Angers, Angers made many mistakes, but none to the extent that he had to resign.

Lu Mingfei clapped his hands, Chu Zihang, Caesar and the others looked up. They put down what they were doing and held a simple meeting to share each other's progress. Everyone had their own opinions, but on one point they achieved reached consensus.

When the hearing resumes, they will most likely target Angers directly instead of Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei only needs to play the role of an audience.

Of course, Chu Zihang emphasized at the end with a rigorous attitude, if the goal of the school board is still Angers.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised by this. Who else could it be besides Angers? All information shows that they dream of taking back control of Kassel from Angers, and this hearing is an excellent opportunity.

Towards the end of the meeting, Fingel showed them a video with a smirk.

The protagonist of the video is Andrew, the elite of the Gattuso family. He left Kassel not long ago and took the CC1000 train alone, looking hurried and lonely.

There are already relevant posts on the Night Watch forum, and the poster was thoughtful enough to post a video of Andrew coming to school, showing how high-spirited he was at that time and how he is running away now, so that teachers and students can have an intuitive comparison.

The number of Geng posts increased rapidly. The young mixed-race people who had just participated in the hearing had a strong desire to express themselves. They built buildings frantically and used various means to ridicule Andrew, such as Napoleon jokes and Soviet jokes. There was even a man with an explosion of inspiration. This is a sonnet in which he praises Andrew's pride and wisdom with passionate words, and the more so, the more this guy looks like a clown.

Where is the Night Watch Forum? It is the spiritual home of the highest institution of learning in mixed-race society. There are mixed-race people from all over the world here. Any slightest disturbance can spread across the continent and the ocean. The former S-class also started to become mixed-race from the Night Watch Forum. They preached his name, and now, if there was one person who could sum up this day's Watch forum, it would undoubtedly be Andrew.

Probably this elite gentleman never thought that the fame he dreamed of would be realized in this way. The fame was indeed achieved, and it was still very high, but he probably didn't want such a fame. The mixed-race people could definitely imagine Andrew. His face turned purple with anger. Thinking about it, that was really, oh, so interesting.

Time passed quickly, and the hearing resumed tomorrow. Lu Mingfei thought it had nothing to do with him this time, but unexpectedly, he actually received an invitation from the school board of directors at this time.

The one who opened the door was Chu Zihang, the president of the Lion Heart Club. He had already opened the door silently when several good brothers in the dormitory wanted to fight over who would open the door and who would bring breakfast. , breakfast is also placed on the table, and it even has the taste that several people like. Then with tears in your eyes, you want to hug his lap and cry and say something like "promise", but Chu Zihang has already walked to the library. .

Therefore, people who know Chu Zihang agree that words such as brother, leader, and comrade can all describe Chu Zihang, but they are a bit one-sided and not accurate enough. To truly describe the president comprehensively and accurately, it is estimated that That's all.

Mother.

Of course, if I think about it, I will definitely not say it out loud. It’s so good to be alive. If you’re really bored, you can just jump off a building and take some medicine. Why do you have to try Murasame’s knife when you can’t figure it out?

But seriously, if anyone could marry Chu Zihang home, they would definitely be raised to pieces.

At that time, Chu Zihang came back soon after opening the door. Lu Mingfei and the others were still dealing with their lunch. He took some time to raise his eyes in his busy schedule. He was surprised to find that Chu Zihang was not pushing the dining cart. He originally thought he was delivering food. It's here, it doesn't look like it, but if it's not delivering food, then what is it?

Lu Mingfei's eyesight was so good, even holding a chicken leg in his mouth could not affect his judgment. He quickly locked the white envelope in Chu Zihang's hand, so his eyes lit up, and the light of wisdom flickered in them. At this moment, he was not S-level, and not a road master. At this moment, he was with Holmes Kindaichi and Conan. After a series of quick and careful reasoning, he came to a conclusion.

"This is a love letter!"

Lu Mingfei winked at Chu Zihang.

"Hey, senior, if you don't want your elementary school girls to know that you receive love letters..."

Chu Zihang handed the love letter to Lu Mingfei.

"For you."

Lu Mingfei almost choked to death on the chicken legs.

Fingel suddenly became energetic, his paparazzi spirit burning brightly.

Wow, someone sent a love letter to S-class, oh no, it was the president of the Lion Heart Club who sent a love letter to S-class! What, you said that Chu Zihang just handed it over to others, and he didn't write the love letter at all?

Is this important? Well, is it important?

not at all.

As long as the great Mr. Fingel takes a picture of Chu Zihang handing the envelope to Lu Mingfei, he can say whatever he wants and explain it however he wants. The pen is not in his hand yet. Put aside the risk of being beaten to death. Fingel All I know is that the keywords Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Love Letter, when put together, represent exposure and money!

However, he failed.

There was a sound of a knife, and no one could even see clearly when Murasame took it out of the sheath. The camera in Fingel's hand had been neatly cut into two halves, and only corpses were left after handing over the paper. Everyone in Fingel was dumbfounded. He stared blankly at the camera that had been split into two and fell to the ground. A gust of cold wind blew by, and Fingel lost all his color. He was like a black and white stone sculpture, kneeling on the ground with a bang. Holding the remains of the camera with his head lowered, two lines of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Ignore him, we should eat and drink."

Lu Mingfei greeted others.

He went to wash his hands and came back to open the envelope.

Surprisingly, there was an invitation inside. Frost, Gattuso's acting head of the family, invited him to have dinner. At the end was Frost's autograph and Gattuso's fallen angel coat of arms.

"Senior, why is this?"

"I didn't say it was a love letter."

"It seems so."

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, nodded, put the invitation aside and continued to eat his food.

"Are you going?"

Chu Zihang was a little concerned.

"Go, why don't you go."

Lu Mingfei said this.

"Be careful, boss."

Fingel leaned close to Lu Mingfei and glanced at Caesar quietly, winking sinisterly like the eunuchs who gave slanderous words to the emperor in ancient times.

"What if this is the Hongmen Banquet? They will be waiting for you to come over. When the time comes, Frost will break the cup and rush out three hundred axemen."

"And then I'll kill them all?"

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes.

"How about you understand that I am an S-class person? Are you still afraid of this?"

Caesar sipped the red wine and glanced at Fingel.

"Don't worry, even though I have reservations about many of that uncle's actions, one thing I'm sure of is that everything he did was for the family. If possible, I believe he would die for the glory of the family without hesitation, so Since it was him who sent the invitation, there is no need to worry about safety issues."

"Come to think of it, not only will my uncle not take action, but he will also try his best to ensure safety. Otherwise, something happened to Kassel's S-class at the banquet hosted by Gattuso on behalf of the family head. This is something that cannot be erased from the fallen angel's coat of arms. stain."

Caesar took a sip of wine.

"So, instead of thinking about security issues, it's better to think about my uncle's intentions and what they might be..."

"intention?"

Lu Mingfei and the others looked at each other.

Finally they all looked at Caesar again.

"Um, senior, is it possible that your uncle hasn't given up on the idea of ​​letting me stand up and accuse the principal?"

Caesar shrugged.

"Who knows?"

Lu Mingfei chewed the chicken bones thoughtfully.

"If I want to stand up against the principal, does he have any leverage to impress me?"

"The court resumes tomorrow. It's really strange to come to me at this time."

He shook his head.

"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, let's eat first, we'll know what we're going to do tonight."

Of course, there is actually another choice before Lu Mingfei, that is, not to go and ignore the invitation. In this case, no matter what plans or intentions you have, Frost, what can I do if I don't go?

But it was impossible not to go. Lu Mingfei had never thought of this option at all.

The reason is simple to say, it's not the warrior's face, glory, etc., these are not important to Lu Mingfei.

Look, this is an invitation, an invitation! What was proved?

Proved free dinner!

If you don't eat for free, the greatest happiness in the world is to eat without paying. Lu Mingfei is not stupid, he will not let go of this opportunity.

So, after nightfall, Lu Mingfei came to the box on the second floor of the cafeteria as promised.

As expected by Caesar, Frost's security was very tight, and the target was Lu Mingfei. They were doing their best to protect Lu Mingfei's safety, even though Lu Mingfei felt that he did not need the protection of others.

Patsy opened the door for Lu Mingfei.

The box was very dark. Frost did not turn on the light. There was a candlestick standing on the corner of the table, and there were layers of dim firelight. Gattuso's acting head of the family was sitting at the end of the long table, in the darkness that could not be illuminated by candlelight.

The tableware has been placed at the other end. Needless to say, it is exactly the place prepared for Lu Mingfei.

He walked that way and the door behind him slowly closed. Suddenly, Lu Mingfei turned around and looked at the figure standing by the door in the darkness.

Is it an illusion? But, how could it be!

Lu Mingfei knew very well who that person was, Passi, Gattuso's secretary to the acting head of the family.

But why at that moment, he actually felt that the person at the door was...Caesar.

Too strange.

No matter in appearance, personality, or temperament, these two people are not the same or even similar at all.

But in the darkness, Lu Mingfei really mistook the other party for Caesar.

Lu Mingfei believed in his intuition, which was his intuition that combined the whims of martial arts and the wild instinct of hybrids, which was far superior to that of ordinary hybrids.

It was he who mistook Patsy for Caesar.

Obviously one is the conquering king under the sun, and the other is a shadow sneaking in the dark night.

Two people who are completely different from each other have something in common that is almost essential.

"Excuse me, do you have any orders?"

In the darkness, Patsy said politely.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

If it were Senior Kaiser, how could he be so polite? Most likely he would only say one word in this situation.

"How rude! I still can't look away!"

Wait, it can't be said that Caesar and Patsy really have nothing in common.

There is still one.

At least they all have the surname Gattuso.

Lu Mingfei's smile grew even stronger when he thought of this.

How interesting.

Lu Mingfei said it was okay, Patsy nodded in the dark night, and the door of the box slowly closed.

"We finally meet, S-class."

Lu Mingfei could feel the eyes from across the long table, Frost was examining him.

"Well, didn't we just meet two days ago?"

He laughed.

"It tastes good, but the portion size is a little small."

Lu Mingfei swallowed the foie gras and said this.

Frost looked deeply at the S-class. He was deeply impressed by the other party's calmness and calmness. The first time he met him was at the hearing. Lu Mingfei led the young mixed-race students into the auditorium. Their His aura didn't look like he was being questioned, but instead he looked like he was here to cause trouble.

After the court adjourned, Frost re-read Lu Mingfei's information. Every line and every word, he treated the young man with the same attitude as Angers, and he also gained unexpected gains.

It was only after re-reading Lu Mingfei's information that he realized that the value of Kyushu Martial Arts was far beyond his imagination. Before, he thought it was the work of the tyrant Angers, but Lu Mingfei was just the tyrant's agent who brought it to the forefront.

If so, as long as Angers is overthrown, everything in Kassel can be taken back.

And all of this naturally includes the Kassel Martial Arts Academy.

But Frost found that he seemed to be wrong.

Lu Mingfei is not an agent of Angers. Just like their bloodline ratings, their status is equal.

As long as you study the changes in Cassel in the past six months, it is not difficult to find that everything cannot be avoided by one name, and that is Lu Mingfei.

The actual controller of the Peak Campus, also known as the Martial Arts Academy, is not Ange, but Lu Mingfei.

Frost, who first realized this, was surprised. Sharing power from the tyrannical tyrant of Angers, something that even the school board could not do, was now accomplished by a freshman.

Although he is S-class, is S-class special?

Perhaps in the eyes of many mixed-races, S-class represents legend, but this is not the case. Height determines vision. Standing in Frost's position, you will find that S-class blood is actually nothing. Even if you are an S-class, there are people who have never achieved anything in the past. He committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

The reason why Angers is a legend is not because he is S-class, but because he is Angers.

In other words, what the later S-class should be really proud of is not his bloodline, but the monster named Angers that emerged from the former S-class.

Now, we have to add Lu Mingfei.

As he got to know Lu Mingfei better and better, Frost gradually discovered a brand new treasure house.

This seems to be more interesting than just Cassel.

It was also during this process that Frost found a way to deal with Lu Mingfei.

Yes, the way to deal with this S-class.

The truth is this, when a person has desires, he also has weaknesses. After all, if a person doesn't want anything, it means he doesn't care about anything. Then it's meaningless no matter what you threaten him with.

And Lu Mingfei's weakness is there, and anyone who cares can see it.

After all, this S-class desire is so strong that he makes no secret of what he wants to do, which is...

Promote martial arts.

Frost has very good chatting skills. As long as he is willing, Gattuso's acting head of the family can bring him closer to anyone in just one meal.

The atmosphere of the chat was very relaxed, which was beyond Lu Mingfei's expectation. He thought that for a person in power like Frost, who kept a straight face all day long, he would always have a high airs when chatting with others, but Facts have proved that there is no such thing. Frost put away his majesty and pride and acted like an ordinary elder. He used Caesar as an entry point to open up the conversation. He talked about Lu Mingfei’s life and study in Kassel and made a few appropriate remarks. We joked about girls, half an hour passed before we knew it, and finally, the topic came to the martial arts academy in Kassel.

Frost showed a keen interest in Kyushu Martial Arts and the Martial Arts Academy, and asked many questions. Of course, where did Lu Mingfei learn Kyushu Martial Arts? It was no wonder that Lu Mingfei talked about the white-bearded grandfather with ease. Frost's smile was hearty as he told the story of teaching the Dharma in a dream.

"By the way, Mingfei."

At some point, Frost's name for him had changed from S-class to Mingfei, which obviously shortened the distance.

"I heard that the library at the top of the mountain, oh, it seems to be called Genbuyuan."

Frost asked curiously.

"No matter who you are, you can read as much as you like in Yuanwuyuan. No matter how precious the book is, there are no restrictions and no need to pay."

When he said this, he hesitated slightly, as if he was embarrassed, but after a moment, Frost still spoke.

"I wonder if there's something wrong with this."

Lu Mingfei glanced at the darkness across the long table, put down his knife and fork, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"inappropriate?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Probably Ange has also told you this truth."

"But from an elder's perspective, I think I still need to emphasize it."

Frost said seriously.

"No one will thank you for something you get too easily."

"You may find it strange to say this, but this is the truth. Human nature is like this. Free means cheap."

Lu Mingfei was thoughtful.

"So, should I set some conditions?"

"That's it."

Frost said happily.

"If conditions permit, carry out screening, let outstanding people get more resources, and give them competition. The winners will go up and the losers will go down."

Frost talked endlessly. He talked a lot about the benefits of setting rules and grading the ancient books of Yuanwuyuan. Warriors with different permissions could borrow books of different levels, which gave the dancers a sense of competition.

Lu Mingfei listened very carefully.

It can be seen that Frost did not make a spur-of-the-moment idea. The plan he prepared was very detailed. From the specific implementation of the plan to the meaning after implementation, he explained everything clearly.

Moreover, Frost is also very accomplished in the art of speaking. No matter how small or boring things come out of his mouth, they will still appear interesting. The same plan may only appear dull and boring if expressed by another person, but for Frost , it is like a picture scroll slowly opening in front of you. Countless beautiful scenery makes people linger and want to join them immediately and do their best to realize such a future as soon as possible.

Lu Mingfei listened and nodded frequently with a smile.

The atmosphere is so harmonious.

People on both sides of the long table were in such a good mood.

Until, Frost asked Lu Mingfei if there was anything he needed to add.

"As for questions, I do have one."

"Please say."

Lu Mingfei thought for a while.

"Is such that."

he asked Frost.

"Since we need to set the rules for screening."

"Then who should decide exactly?"

Frost didn't think twice.

"Of course your martial arts is up to you."

He was categorical, as if he really meant it.

"certainly."

Frost added.

"Considering that Mingfei is still young and lacks experience."

"I can provide some trivial help here."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"You mean, help me make rules?"

"Let me see what you mean."

"We monopolize the knowledge of martial arts, formulate rules, screen out who is suitable and who is not suitable, and then assign them corresponding martial arts books that meet their level."

Lu Mingfei asked Frost.

"Is that what you mean?"

Frost nodded, then shook his head.

"That's generally the case, only the details are different."

"Oh, coming in and out?"

Frost said kindly.

"That's right, the word monopoly is wrong. Mingfei, how can it be called a monopoly?"

Frost put on an air of respecting the teachings of an elder.

"Look, these Kung Fu books."

"Isn't it originally yours?"