In an unknown building at the Kassel Academy, a little old man with a bald head wearing thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses frowned and stomped his feet back and forth, still sighing in his mouth. "When will this day of freedom be over?"

"Manstein, if you continue to sigh like this, your hair will really be hopeless." Professor Guderian patted Manstein on the shoulder, "Although there is no help now. ”

"How can I not sigh! We are a dragon slayer academy, but our students don't put their schoolwork first when they enroll, but they always want to participate in this boring game! Look at that Caesar! Grades are always floating over the passing line, but doing this kind of thing is more positive than anyone else! Isn't it fun!? Isn't it fun!? Manstein became angry as he spoke, pointing to the pitted surface of the building outside the window, and jumped to his feet in anger, "Look at those buildings! That's all money! It's all money! ”

"Look away, friend," Guderian said earnestly, "you see the headmaster doesn't care about that. ”

"You don't care about the money, of course you don't care." Manstein frowned like a housekeeper, "But do you know how I feel when I see the bill at the end of each free day?" ”

"I know it may be uncomfortable, but we always have to be honest with reality, right?" Guderian shrugged, "You see I'm also upset after realizing that I left Ming Fei there, but I haven't survived?" ”

"Disturbed?" Manstein looked Guderian and the duck leg in his hand up and down, "I was so anxious that after returning the specimen back to the archives, I slipped over to talk to me, and swiped a roast duck with my card?" The way you express your uneasiness is so chic. ”

"Then you don't eat it?" Guderian asked.

"Don't eat for nothing, don't eat for nothing." Manstein grabbed a duck leg and bit it hard, "Tell me, what are you looking for me?" It's related to your S-class freshman Lu Mingfei, right? ”

Guderian opened his mouth, and the duck meat almost fell out of his mouth, "How do you know?" ”

"You've never been one to throw a student on the battlefield and leave it alone, and you've taken Fingal's defeated dog with you for eight years. Everyone knows that you are an authority on dragon genealogy, but because of a student who has been repeating a grade for eight years, you are still not a tenured professor at the Kassel Academy. Manstein said, "So you're going to leave the students aside and hide from the roast duck by yourself?" ”

"Or do you know me." Guderian nodded, "I want to see how Ming Fei is now." ”

"Why are you looking for me? You can't see there? Manstein was a little surprised, "If I'm not mistaken, this battle must have been publicly broadcast to the whole school, right?" ”

"It was supposed to be like this, but Norma was banned by the principal after he changed the rules." Guderian said.

"Modify the rules?" Manstein was stunned, "When will the rules be changed?" ”

"You don't know at all? The on-campus forums are going to blow up. Guderian pulled out his phone and handed it to Manstein, and the first line of the screen was a huge headline.

"S-class freshman VS two presidents! Click here to view top-secret information! The accompanying picture shows Lu Mingfei sleeping on a bench wrapped in a blanket with his head down, with the Chicago train station in the background. An arrow poked Lu Mingfei's head, like an old hen standing on a chicken coop, with a line of gold-bordered text next to it, "Our S-class!" This photo does not reveal any information, but it can make people realize that the photo was taken by Lu Mingfei and have a close relationship, so they can't help but be a little more interested in the content inside.

In fact, looking at the popularity, it is true, this vulgar headline is dyed gold, followed by a fiery hot that sits on top of all other posts, swaggering.

"This post is... Manstein asked Guderian with his eyes.

"This post appeared in the forum ten minutes ago, exactly the second after Norma changed the rules and blocked everyone's broadcast rights, and then it was pushed to the front page of the forum in an instant." Guderian looked at Manstein's eager finger and shook his head, "I advise you not to click in, the material in it costs ten dollars to watch, but it's all inconsequential gossip." ”

"How do you know?" Manstein asked, "You paid?" ”

"Don't look at me with that foolish look, of course I didn't pay. I know because I know the person who posted it. Guderian sighed, "It's Fingal." That photo was also secretly taken when he and Ming Fei were in the subway station, and in fact, he didn't know anything about Ming Fei. ”

"And then you're coming to me?" Manstein asked.

"What else could I do? Now, in this academy, except for the principal, it is estimated that you are the only one who is qualified to watch this broadcast. After all, you're the responsible professor of the Discipline Committee, and it's your duty to oversee the game, so of course I'll have to come to you. Guderian waved the duck leg in his hand with a sincere expression, "You see, I also learned Chinese customs and brought gifts to the door." ”

"Do you want me to remind you that the duck leg was bought with my card?" Manstein's tone was grim.

"I recently learned Chinese and saw a very good idiom called informality, Chinese seem to generally think that successful people are informal, so you see that you are so successful that you must also be informal!" Guderian sat beside Manstein and hugged his neck affectionately, with a posture of who is with whom of our brothers, "I came here with meat, and you still care about these details and don't broadcast them, isn't it a bit unjust?" ”

"Okay." Manstein sighed, took out his mobile phone, and called up the virtual keyboard, "Wait a minute, I'll see how the broadcast is tuned first... ”

"Didn't you oversee the four years of the Freedom War? You still don't know how to watch the broadcast? Guderian was dumbfounded.

"Why did I watch the broadcast when I had nothing to do before? Anyway, those little cubs won't really suffer any serious injuries, at most they will have a broken foot, and they can't afford to break their bones. Manstein glared rightly, "I'll watch the broadcast to see how they do a blast in the school!" My heart is congested! ”

"Can it still be like this?" Guderian took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "I thought that the reason why there were no casualties in the previous day of freedom was because you were serious and responsible, but now it seems that it is pure luck." ”

"Are you still watching?" Manstein pressed twice on the wall, and suddenly noticed that the lights in the room had dimmed, the curtains were automatically closed, and a three-dimensional blue shape appeared on the wall. Before Guderian could react, Manstein turned his head to him and asked, "Where should your students be?" ”

"Uh, parking lot?" Guderian scratched his cheek, not quite sure.

"Parking lot, huh?" Manstein pressed his phone twice, and saw that the three-dimensional dimension suddenly rotated 90 degrees and spread out in front of Guderian. Guderian blinked, and suddenly realized that what he had just seen was an aerial picture of the Academy!

"This is the broadcast you can watch?!" There was envy in his tone.

"Aren't you?" Manstein asked.

"We can't even watch the video, we can only watch the text broadcast... Guderian viciously bit the duck meat in his mouth.

"It's normal if you can't watch the video." Manstein nodded, "Installing a camera will be blown up by that group of crazy students in minutes, and if you want to watch the live broadcast, you can basically only use aerial photography." But even aerial photography can't get too close, after all, those guys even dare to take out a bazooka, so we are now using thermal induction and aerial photography plus Norma's modeling and analysis technology to restore the scene. ”