Chapter Seventy-Nine: Long Wen

"Don't you have anything to explain?" After the library came back to the dormitory, Lu Mingfei grabbed Fingal who wanted to slip away in time and blocked him to the small balcony.

"That, what, junior brother, cannibalism is a taboo!" Fingal, who couldn't hide, half-squatted and grabbed the iron rod of the balcony guardrail, and said to Lu Mingfei with an exaggerated expression: "I'm just trying to earn some living expenses, my class is low, and I still owe a lot of debts." If you don't believe me, go to the Night's Watch forum and ask who else they don't have my creditors. ”

The Night's Watch Forum is the platform for communication within the Kassel campus.

"Oh, is it? Why don't I tell me about your preference for sleeping naked, and see how they react? Lu Mingfei continued to approach and said with an unchanged expression, wanting to see his expression after his privacy was revealed.

"Really?" Fingal was pleasantly surprised: "You will spare me if you tell this?" Do you want me to take a few photos with you? ”

The corner of Lu Mingfei's eyes twitched, he still underestimated the bottom line of this senior. He thought for a while and said: "Take pictures without it, I'm afraid that I will be approached by the Discipline Commissioner." If you want me to forgive you, it's okay, just exchange the information, you should know a lot of things, right? ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Hearing Lu Mingfei say that he might not be investigated, Fingal nodded violently: "The number one paparazzi in the school is talking about me, you just want to know how many lovers the vice principal has, and I can find you too." ”

"I have no interest in the vice-chancellor having a couple of lovers." Lu Mingfei said with a headache, who is Kassel helping? In the morning, he was a golden retriever who suddenly appeared to challenge him, and now he is a paparazzi senior who has been repeating a grade for 10,000 years and is in debt and has no bottom line.

Lu Mingfei resisted the urge to give him a look and said, "I want to know the specific content of the 3E exam, which is that Long Wen." You've been repeating a grade for 3 years, so you'll always know that. ”

Hearing this question, Fingal said with some sneer: "Senior brother, cheating is one of the strictest arrests by the Discipline Commissioner, and even I will have no good fruit to eat if I am caught." ”

"Even the president dares to publish the photo of the president's first love when he goes out to spend orders and the head of the department, will you be afraid of this?" Lu Mingfei said sarcastically.

"To tell you the truth, the questions in the 3E exam are different every year, and it is eight sets of test papers that change every year. I can still help you if you enroll a year later, but this year is really no problem. Fingal circled around and told the truth.

"You think I want this to cheat?" Lu Mingfei glanced at him and continued: "Just write two dragon texts for me to see, you can't and can't do this, right?" ”

"Who said I can't? Senior brother, it's not okay to say that men can't do it, isn't it Longwen, I'll draw it for you! Fingal, who thought he was not impossible, jumped up, returned to the dormitory, took out the paper, and quickly sketched it on the paper with a serious expression.

Soon after, a very abstract painting was created by him, and Lu Mingfei, who had a little art appreciation ability, could see that it was not a casual scribble, but a trace.

Fingal handed the painting to Lu Mingfei and said proudly: "This is Longwen, it is hidden in this painting, and Norma, the artificial intelligence on campus, will analyze the curves in the painting." Analyze the dragon text in it, and finally give the results. ”

Lu Mingfei took the drawing paper and carefully felt the slight magic fluctuations on the painting. He could feel the words present in the painting, but it was like being covered with a layer of translucent paper, and he could see it, but he couldn't see it clearly.

"Dragon Script is the foundation of speech spirit and alchemy, most half-breeds must form a domain by chanting Dragon Script to use word spirit, and alchemy must also use Dragon Script to build an alchemy realm." Anyway, Lu Mingfei also saw Long Wen, so Fingal simply said a little more.

"The dragon text is the foundation of the spirit of speech? What is the Spirit of Words? Magic? Lu Mingfei pretended to be surprised and asked.

Fingal continued, "It's pretty much the same to say it's magic, superpowers, etc., but words are unique to dragons and half-bloods, and it's also the biggest way we can fight against their dragons. However, with the exception of dragons, all other hybrids, including humans, can only possess one type of spirit. ”

Can I only use one? Sounds similar to a magician who only uses one type of magic and doesn't count as a magician. Lu Mingfei secretly contrasted that the magician refers to the kind of magician who uses magic as a tool, or can only use one kind of magic without the spirit of research.

"Okay, junior brother, you see that I have said what I should have said, and I have said what I shouldn't have said, have you lost your anger?" Fingal, who saw Lu Mingfei in a daze, asked pitifully.

Lu Mingfei came back to his senses and gave him a blank look, and said, "There is no next time." ”

"Definitely, definitely." Fingal sneered and slipped out of the dorm room.

Lu Mingfei stayed alone in the dormitory to study this Long Wen who gave an inexplicable feeling.

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"It's really not a human job." The man threw himself into the precious-looking sofa and complained to the silver-haired old man in front of him.

The principal looked at the man in front of him and twitched the corners of his eyes, but he put down a cup of tea as usual and said, "I probably understand what you are doing, you deliberately pushed him to the forefront of the wind to make the students disagree with him, so as to arouse his desire to fight?" ”

"Is there any beer? Help me change it. The man first picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, snapped his mouth, and then put down the cup in disgust, and then said: "He looks too bland, that B-level Chu Zihang is much more courageous than him, if it weren't for him sneaking out at night, I would really think that he was an ordinary person who strayed into an insane asylum." ”

"He's very good at disguising himself, and we had some unpleasantness when we first came into contact with him, and he probably didn't trust us at all, and everything he's showing now is probably disguised." The headmaster said as if he hadn't heard the previous sentence.

"So what? Do you want me to keep watching? The man spread his hands and said, "He is clever now, and he will set a mark when he sneaks out." I'm really afraid that he will find out about this that day and kill me first, and then go and blow up the computer room and run away. ”

The principal also pondered for a moment, and said helplessly: "Then pause for a while, you also stop your small actions first, the important thing now is to gain his trust first, at least let him not be so wary of us." ”

"We've all done this to him, and you still want him to let down his guard and trust us? It's not funny at all. The man couldn't help but laugh, as if he didn't pay attention to the principal in front of him.

That's why I stopped observing him at all, at least not for now, so that his impression of us should not deteriorate. Also, put away your hanging. The principal reprimanded.

The man sat up straight, showed a serious look and said: "Looking at his current appearance, he really has no interest in community competition, so we can't see his true level, do you want me to push him on the day of freedom?" ”

"How?" The principal asked.

"Shoot him cold, isolate him, and fight him together with the Lionhearts, the student union...... As long as you get him involved, you are not afraid that he will not fight back. The man said sinisterly as he approached the principal.

The principal resisted the urge to give him a big mouthful, and secretly asked whether the person recommended by the old guy of the vice principal was reliable, and then said helplessly: "It's up to him to choose." ”