Chapter Twenty-Eight: Get in the Car

Lu Mingfei stood in the bustling crowd, glanced at the train ticket in his hand, and looked up at the church-like dome of Chicago Railway Station.

He carried a huge suitcase almost as tall as his waist and a huge hiking bag.

It contained all the belongings of Lu Mingfei, an international student, and with the help of Norma, Lu Mingfei applied for a Great Wall international card, and his aunt paid 1,500 US dollars in his card as living expenses.

Lu Mingfei had to admit that the "Kassel Academy Admission Fool's Guide (Lu Mingfei Edition)" that Norma mailed to him before was not very good, but it was indeed very useful.

Until now he goes to check the ticket.

After experiencing the same oolong as in the plot, "the ticket seems to be real but there is no such train", Lu Mingfei said goodbye to the conductor, walked to the side and called Norma with a blank face.

"Dear Norma, when I asked you online because I couldn't find the Chicago Station CC1000 feeder express train, you swore to me that the ticket was right."

"So now please explain, where is the CC1000 regional express?"

"I'm sorry Lu Mingfei is not a student," Norma's crisp voice rang out on the phone, "but the CC1000 Express is no longer known at Chicago Station. ”

"What does it mean to be unknown?"

"It's just that no conductor knows."

“emmm…… So how do I get on the bus? ”

"Please rest assured that the car that will receive you will arrive in twenty minutes, please be patient." Norma responds.

"Okay." Hanging up the phone, Lu Mingfei said secretly in his heart, "Is it to let me meet Senior Brother Scrappy?" ”

"One dollar, just one dollar...", someone said behind his back.

"Well, well, it seems that it is." Lu Mingfei was uneasy.

In the United States, this is a typical begging saying, asking for a dollar, the same as the lotus flower sung by beggars in ancient China.

“No! I am poor! No money!” Lu Mingfei replied in English full of Chinese flavor.

He quietly turned his head and glanced at the tall and burly young man behind him, with a beard and a fairly handsome-looking face, a dark green checkered shirt and draggy trousers that hadn't been washed for a long time.

It is not easy to meet such a beggar in this part of the United States, but this beggar is simply a beggar among beggars by his appearance.

"Huaxia?" The other party noticed Lu Mingfei's nationality, and immediately changed to fluent Chinese, "Uncle, let's buy a cup of Coke with some money, I'm really not a beggar, I just lost my wallet when I went out." ”

"I have the money to buy a hamburger, but if I don't have an extra dollar to buy me a Coke, I'm going to choke to death."

"Brother Tai, you are an uncle, it makes me hard to believe that you are not a beggar." Lu Mingfei complained.

"Fingal von Frings, really not a beggar, a college student." In order to prove his identity, the young man pulled out a dictionary-like textbook from the satchel behind his back.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the title of the book in the textbook written in English mixed with Latin, and whispered in surprise: "Dragon family genealogy? Are you a student at the Kassel Academy? ”

"yes...... Wait, so are you! Fingal was more surprised than him.

"Freshman Lu Mingfei, waiting for the express train." Lu Mingfei took out a pitch-black magnetic card with the silver World Tree painted on it and gestured.

Fingal also pulled out an identical ticket.

"Hello senior brother!" Lu Mingfei put away the magnetic card and reached out to shake Fingal's hand.

"O dear! I can find a dollar to buy Coke. Fingal grabbed Lu Mingfei's hand with both hands and said excitedly.

Don't you have anything but Coke in your chicken-nest-like head? Lu Mingfei thought.

"Senior brother, you don't need to buy Coke, the school car is still twenty minutes away!"

Lu Mingfei also put a hand on it, and said more excitedly than Fingal.

A dollar saved is a dollar. Lu Ming is not in the heart.

"Huh? When did the school's services become so thoughtful? Fingal was surprised.

"No, Norma said that the train is here to pick me up, so you can come with me and get on the train through the VIP lane."

"A car to pick you up? Can you still talk to Norma directly? Fingal let go of Lu Mingfei's hand and asked, "Dare to ask Senior Brother what level you are." ”

Lu Mingfei had some bad premonitions in his heart, but he still replied: "S-class." ”

"Big Guy !!" Fingal suddenly pounced quickly with lightning speed and hugged Lu Mingfei's thigh.

"What are you doing! You let me go! Lu Mingfei shook his legs, and couldn't resist not appreciating Fingal's "blazing" in public.

"Big guy...... I'll be your little brother from now on......" The tall Fingal hugged Lu Mingfei's thighs in public without shame and howled a fluent Chinese.

"Holy! I knew that this thing was not disciplined, who knew that it could be like this! Lu Mingfei roared in his heart.

No wonder Lu Mingfei has this idea, although Fingal has no discipline in the plot, but because he saw Lu Mingfei's declining nature early on, he never hugged Lu Mingfei's thigh.

But now...... Anyway, from Fingal's point of view, the current Lu Mingfei is indeed very much like a golden thigh.

After five minutes of being watched by the crowd coming and going at the station, Lu Mingfei finally got rid of Fingal.

In the process, he even saw two young ladies, who kept covering their mouths and smiling as they looked at him and Fingal.

The farce ended with Lu Mingfei agreeing to take Fingal's "little brother" and promising not to starve him to death.

I have to say that Fingal is quite powerful from all angles.

……

Under Norma's phone prompt, Lu Mingfei and Fingal walked into the VIP passage, and Lu Mingfei heard the sound of the bell and the train whistle. A train has just come into the station.

A figure appeared at the empty ticket gate, a man in a dark green conductor's uniform, shaking a small golden bell in his hand, a golden conductor's badge pinned to his hat, a flashlight in one hand, and a credit card machine in the other.

"CC1000 Express, Lu Mingfei students, please get ready to board, Lu Mingfei students, please get ready to board." The conductor's voice echoed through the halls.

He turned on the spirit of speech, lowering his sense of existence.

Lu Mingfei really wanted to complain, this Yan Ling, who looks like a ghost in the plot, is really called "ghost".

Lu Mingfei was holding a suitcase in one hand and Fingal in the other, and rushed over with an arrow: "It's coming, it's coming!" ”

Lu Mingfei, who walked to the conductor, put down Fingal, took out the ticket with one hand and handed it to the conductor.

The conductor took Lu Mingfei's ticket and crossed the ticket machine, the green light turned on, and cheerful music sounded.

"Lu Mingfei?" The conductor's beautiful green eyes lit up, "It's an honor to be your receptionist, respected S-class student." ”

"Holy! He's really S-class? I thought only the principal was S-class? Fingal exclaimed.

"You don't believe I'm S-class, why are you hugging my thigh!" Lu Mingfei said dissatisfied.

"I can let the train take the initiative to pick you up, even if you are A-grade, I will earn it!" Fingal was in a good mood.

"Not only the principal is S-class, but there are no more than ten people at most." The conductor answered Fingal's question, "Fingal, are you not dropping out of school?" I thought I wouldn't see you this year. ”

"I'm a man with a beginning and an end," Fingal patted his chest as he handed the ticket to the conductor.

The conductor took Fingal's ticket and swiped it through the ticket machine, and the green light came on, and there was a "beep".

Fingal and Lu Mingfei followed the conductor to the platform, where the high-speed train stopped on the tracks with its blinding headlights on. The car is black, with a streamlined body, and the dazzling silver-white arabesque pattern unfolds on the black paint surface, gorgeous like a work of art.

Outside the only car door that slid open, stood a familiar figure - Professor Guderian.

In the elegantly decorated carriage, Lu Mingfei and Fingal changed into school uniforms, wearing a well-fitting and comfortable dark green school uniform, and Lu Mingfei looked at Professor Guderian.

"Coffee or hot chocolate?" Professor Guderian asked. His back was against the wall, and behind him was a huge painting obscured by canvas.

"Is there tea?" Lu Mingfei raised his hand.

"Of course, Pu'er or Longjing?"

"Iced tea?"

"What?"

"Ahem, it's nothing, Longjing, thank you, professor."

……

"Ahem," Professor Guderian, who was sitting on the sofa, coughed lightly twice and said, "Ming Fei, the next topic, please be mentally prepared, he may be very frightened." ”

"Don't worry, Professor," Lu Mingfei nodded with his teacup, "I won't run away." ”

“……”

Fingal felt like he might have made a mistake in his thigh.

"The college requires every student to take the entrance qualification exam, which we call the '3E' exam, and if you don't pass the exam, you won't be admitted, and your scholarship won't be effective for the time being." Professor Guderian decided to start with a not-so-bad piece of news.

“!!! Examination!!!!! Lu Mingfei looked shocked.

I really don't blame him for this, there are basically few Chinese who are not afraid of exams.

Huh? No, what am I afraid of in the 3E exam? Can Principal Angers still fire me? Lu Mingfei thought about it and immediately put his mind at ease.

"It's frightening, though...... But my heart has withstood the test. ”

The next test your heart may not be able to withstand it. Professor Guderian said in his heart.

"There's a non-disclosure agreement here, you can sign it." Professor Guderian handed over a document, which, like Fingal's textbook, was written in Latin mixed with English.

Lu Mingfei took the document and looked at it, and asked Guderian with a painful face: "No, professor, although Norma has already told me what we do, but ......"

"It seems too arrogant to directly write in the terms of the contract that 'the remains of the sacrificed students will be sent back to their hometowns for free', right?"

"You already know ?!!"

Professor Guderian asked in surprise.