"Isn't this the end of it, you don't even know what I'm going to do, so what's the impact."

Lu Mingfei sat down on the spot and patted his side casually, "But there's still time, I'll just tell you about my plan." ”

Zero walked over and sat side by side with him.

"Actually, I didn't have a plan, I just wanted to make a big deal on a whim."

Zero silently stayed by his side, looking at him quietly, his determined eyes already indicating his attitude. Lu Mingfei looked at the girl next to him, a sense of responsibility came up spontaneously, and he wanted to desperately protect the girl around him, so that he didn't complain, how could he not cherish the girl who was still standing next to him while he was messing around.

"What do you think of this school?" Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed, and he didn't have anything to say at first.

"Yes ... Interesting? Zero hesitated to find a word.

"Yes, it's a fun school. The professors are a little nervous, and there will be problems with the orientation arrangement, and the first thing the students do when they go back to school is to bombard each other with guns" Lu Mingfei suddenly smiled, "The level of cultivating cannon fodder is first-class." ”

looked at Lu Mingfei with zero doubts, and his eyes flickered.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but touch Zero's hair with his hand, like caressing a kitten, and Zero was like a kitten squinting his eyes and starting to enjoy.

"I'll tell you later, it's time to end this boring game." Lu Mingfei was reluctant to remove his hand, resisted the impulse, and got up.

Zero felt that the warm and reassuring big hand suddenly disappeared, his heart was empty, and he opened his eyes and looked at Lu Mingfei pleadingly.

"It's not over yet, it's time to get to work." Lu Mingfei couldn't stand it.

At this time, the sun was already sinking in the west, and the white clouds in the distance swallowed half of the sun, and their faces were also red.

When the smoke cleared, the parking lot was in shambles, and the ground was littered with corpses, like a garbage dump full of discarded goods.

There was a dead silence all around, leaving only the bullet-riddled granite walls standing silently, like a silent watchman.

Caesar stood in front of the carved glass window of the church, the corners of his mouth as sharp as a knife's edge.

"Nono still has no news?" He asked, turning his face sideways.

The student council officer behind him shook his head. "Nope."

Caesar turned his head away, put his hands behind his back, and looked out the window, and fell into a long silence.

The remaining dozen or so members of the student union stood quietly and solemnly behind him, everyone's expressions were heavy, but their standing posture was still standard, and their backs were straight, like years of pine.

"It's so quiet." Caesar whispered.

Everyone's eyes can't help but look out the window.

Caesar was right, it was indeed quiet outside, like a frozen watercolor, leaving only patches of corpses sleeping on the gray-black earth, and the air smelled of cruelty.

There was no trace of the gunshots, and even the wind seemed to be stunned. The giant beast called Quiet walked lightly, and it had swallowed everything up without even thinking about it.

"This is the second defeat of the day." Caesar sighed, "I still underestimated our S-Class. ”

Frustration is like an iron ball hanging around the neck, dragging everyone to bow their heads.

Now no one believes the information about Lu Mingfei.

If the first failure can be explained by surprise, then this failure is like a vicious slap in the face, slapping everyone to their senses.

In fact, when Nono and they set off, everyone in the church felt that nothing had gone wrong.

Twenty elites of the student union, when well prepared, are even enough to determine the outcome of a small battle, let alone two freshmen who have just entered the school? Some people even wonder if Caesar had a holiday with this S-class, otherwise how could he send such a lineup? Where is this anti-aircraft gun to fight mosquitoes? This is clearly using nuclear fuel as a pesticide!

But the reality was once again beyond their expectations, and the worm took the nuclear fuel, shook the bottle, raised his head and drank it in one gulp. After drinking, the guy dropped the bottle and gave a thumbs up with a red face. "This wine is amazing! Brother, where did you get that? Can you have a few more bottles? ”

"Are you feeling frustrated?" Caesar asked.

No one answered, and the air was suffocatingly silent.

"It's good to feel frustrated, it's the first step to reflection." Caesar turned, "So, can anyone tell me why we failed?" ”

"It's all because of that damn information!" A senior commissioner said.

The crowd was excited, everyone was excited, and their pupils were filled with boiling anger. Who the hell provided that information? All the student union officials who have read the materials now want to vomit blood. Is Lu Ming not a waste of firewood? So what are they? Reptile small non-recyclable combustible garbage?

"Alright." Caesar said coldly, not in a loud voice, but the majesty in it was enough to suppress the noise of the entire church.

"You think we're losing to intelligence, but I don't think so." Caesar's gaze scanned the faces of everyone in the church, "We, or I, have lost to our own arrogance. ”

"Let's put that ridiculous information aside and face up to the facts." There was no warmth in Caesar's voice, "Lu Mingfei is indeed a veritable S-class, enough to become our competitor. ”

"Caesar, you mean, he's the second Chu Zihang?"

"Nope." Caesar shook his head, "Chu Zihang is not an S-rank. ”

Everyone present swallowed their saliva, and the feelings in their hearts were complicated and indescribable.

It's like when you go to a sports meeting, the red flag is waving and the white clouds are flying, you finish the warm-up activities, and you excitedly ask the teacher who your opponent is, and the teacher tremblingly takes out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, on which are written Bolt's three big characters.

Your heart sank, and before you could react, you saw the teacher scratching his head and saying "It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, this is last year's contestant, and this year it's another person. With that, he took out a second note from his pocket, on which were also three neatly glittering letters, The Flash.

It's too much, hey!

"When I was fifteen years old, I suddenly became interested in tennis, so my family hired Federer to be my sparring partner. The first time I played, I lost badly and I could hardly find any chances. Caesar lowered his eyes, "That was the first time I knew what a rout was. ”

"All of you here are the future elite, but what is the elite? Xiangche beauty? Live the life of Riley? Looking down on the world from the top of the building with a goblet? A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Caesar's mouth, "Tell me, is this the elite?" ”

"The so-called elite are the ones who are doomed to failure!" His voice suddenly rose up, "We will eventually experience defeat, but failure will not destroy us!" Chu Zihang can't do it, Lu Mingfei can't do it, even if it's the Dragon King! ”

He lifted his eyes, and his ice-blue pupils were full of majesty. "What can't destroy me will make me stronger!"

Silence enveloped the entire church, and someone silently clenched his fists.

"Do you know the ending of that sparring session?" Caesar said, "Three months later I won, three out of five games, all Love Game." ”

The tidal wave of applause echoed through the church, and the heaviness on everyone's faces disappeared in favor of high spirits. Caesar nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand, the applause stopped, and he cleared his throat:

"Now, let's..."

A loud, shrill sound came from outside the window, like someone scraping a blackboard with their fingernails over a megaphone. Caesar was shocked, wondering why the academy had suddenly changed such a refreshing alarm?

The voice stopped, and a lazy male voice echoed through the campus.