Clicking on the voice message sent by Xiao Tiannu again, Lu Mingfei listened silently again.

Listen to her birthday song and the movement coming from nearby.

Lu Mingfei could completely imagine the girl's expression and movements when she was recording this song.

Whether it was her arrogant expression, the appearance of singing when she suddenly quieted down, or her angry expression, it was all vivid in her mind.

Repeat, repeat. Repeat!

When Lu Mingfei was happy enough, he stopped this action.

Then there is another voice below, which is different from the previous one, and there is a feeling of being embarrassed:

"Hehe, I listened to the voice I sent you just now, although there was a little problem, but my singing voice is still unexpectedly good, so I won't change it!

In addition, this is an exclusive birthday song that my sister I specially gave you, please praise me in your heart for a minute after hearing it, and you will raise your head to see you in one second less time!

Of course, if you have any objections, you can report them to me, but I will definitely not take them.

Be your best female.

Sexual friends, you shouldn't be ignorant! ”

Listening to Su Xiaoqiao's voices, Lu Mingfei rubbed his aching head.

How can anyone threaten the person who celebrates his birthday on his birthday!

I absolutely must not encourage such unhealthy tendencies.

So Lu Mingfei praised in his heart for a minute, and then reported his opinion:

"Next time I'm going to listen to the Cruel Angel's plan of action!"

Click send and then turn back to the previous record.,The rest of the content in addition to helping him save his birthday gift.,It's become the daily life of the little goddess during the summer vacation.。

Eat, drink and be merry with your little sisters or with your parents every day.

It looks carefree, and every photo that comes to it has a youthful smiling face.

Looking at Su Xiaoqiao's daily routine and photos, Lu Mingfei felt happy.

No one can refuse the care of the young beautiful girl every day, not to mention that this beautiful girl will change different clothes every day to show you.

After pulling to the bottom and finding that Xiao Tiannu had not replied to the message, Lu Mingfei glanced at the time.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon.

The time difference between the United States and China is twelve hours, which means that the little goddess should be around four o'clock in the morning.

At this time, most people are sleeping, and since this is the case, there is no way.

Let's wait until she wakes up before we talk.

Closing the message page with Su Xiaoqiao, Lu Mingfei clicked on the message column of another person.

This girl's avatar is the head of a little yellow duck, and her nickname is her real name, Eri Yi.

Since she came back from a trip to Japan, this little girl has become her own netizen, and of course, according to the words of the two of them, they are also good friends.

It can be seen that Eri is very obsessed with having a good friend, and since she heard the concept of a boyfriend in herself, she has been constantly annoying her brother.

Then, with the unremitting efforts of her brother, she finally learned the concept of good friends.

Of course, Eri Yi "forced" Lu Mingfei to become her good friend.

To be precise, poke herself every now and then, asking Sakura if she wants to be her best friend, and if she is a good friend, she can see her favorite five-eye fried rice every day.

Lu Mingfei accepted it angrily and funny, and he specially explained that he had been good friends for a long time.

This seems to make Eri jump and jump over there.

As for why he knew some things that Eri didn't say to Lu Mingfei, it was up to her brother.

In fact, not long after Eri Yi Jia Lu Mingfei QQ, her brother also sent a friend application, and his ID is named George.

He didn't say much to himself, but occasionally talked to himself about Eri's recent mood.

In addition, he also stated that as long as he didn't hurt Eriyi, he wouldn't go out of his way to investigate Lu Mingfei's true situation.

Well, Lu Mingfei felt a kind of threat of a secret poke.

It's just that he doesn't care, as Lu Mingfei thought, it's better to be pure between friends.

He wouldn't go out of his way to investigate Eri's family history.

Open the chat history with Eri Yi, you can see that her life is not as colorful as that of the little goddess, and most of the messages sent are not nutritious.

Basically, it's all about what you eat for three meals a day, and one day you have a new friend (referring to toys), or you just play games with your brother, and you're a little happy.

The rest is that the scenery photos from Sakura are beautiful, and I'm going to go when I'm cured or something.

If Lu Mingfei didn't reply, she would keep sending it like this, three times in the morning, noon and evening, and not once.

If Lu Mingfei replied to her message, she would have twittered a lot of things she thought were interesting, and then lost herself in Lu Mingfei's compliments.

However, the recent news is not the same as before.

Because Eri actually learned to take selfies!

The first selfie is of her with her head close to the camera, with long dark red hair, rare red pupils, and an expressionless but vaguely curious look.

Then it was as if she had discovered a new continent.

The selfies of various red and white witch costumes directly refreshed Lu Mingfei's screen.

Standing on the floor, lying on the bed, deliberately posing to put the toys together with themselves.

Most of them are expressionless, and even look a little cold.

But she is tall and wearing a wide witch costume, and her expressionless appearance will be inexplicably a little happy.

Occasionally, there are clothes that Lu Mingfei bought for her before as a background, but she doesn't wear much, and her favorite seems to be the witch costume.

This can be regarded as Lu Mingfei's appearance of seeing Eri Yi again after more than a year.

When he doesn't make movements, he looks cold and cold, and his long satin-like dark red hair and slender figure are still pleasing to the eye.

It gives the feeling of an iceberg shrine maiden.

Well, if you ignore the fact that she keeps messaging herself after posting photos.

Flipping through to the end, it is the text that Eri is looking forward to:

"Isn't Sakura in college, and it's said on TV that winter and summer vacations are festivals for students.

Sakura came to Japan last time during the winter vacation, so what about the next winter vacation?

Will Sakura come over for the next winter vacation?

I've already told my brother that I'll treat you well next time you come over.

Of course, if Sakura doesn't like it, I can sneak out, I've already observed the terrain! ”

"Your brother would have cried if he knew!"

Lu Mingfei downloaded the photo sent by Eri Yi as before.

Then there was the sight of some of the emojis she had recently learned.

It's a bit messy, but you can see that she's excited to run away from home again.

After saving the picture, Lu Mingfei thought for a while, and then replied seriously:

"I can't guarantee whether I will go to Japan for the next winter vacation, but I can guarantee that we will meet soon in the future, and I will go to you as soon as I have enough time."

After that, Lu Mingfei replied to Eri Yi as usual, and he wanted to continue to work hard.

Eat and sleep well, it's better not to eat more fried rice with five eyes, and listen to your brother more.

And I heard that you have been playing games a lot lately and not sleeping until the early hours of the morning, which is a very bad habit and has to be changed!

After sending a series of messages, Lu Mingfei didn't get any reply.

Come to think of it, the time difference between Japan and the United States is fourteen hours, and now it should be two o'clock in the morning in Japan, and Eri should be sleeping like the little goddess.

It's just that what Lu Mingfei doesn't know is that in Tokyo, in the distance, Genji Heavy Industries.

Eri Yi hid her body under the quilt and stared blankly at the message Lu Mingfei sent her.

Then she glanced at the game console in front of her again.

Eri didn't understand, she didn't understand how Sakura knew she didn't sleep at night, she didn't say anything.

After hesitating for a moment, although she still wanted to chat with Lu Mingfei.

But after thinking that Lu Mingfei was angry before, he even wanted to feed himself to the wolf.

She still silently put down her phone and didn't dare to reply.

Carefully digging her head out of the bed, she looked around, and when she saw that nothing was wrong, she turned on the game console again.

It's just a little tasteless to play.

If it weren't for the fear that Sakura would be angry, she would have liked to talk to him.

At night, dormitory 303 in Kassel student dormitory 1.

The familiar sound of a key turning sounded.

A man in Kassel lore, second only to the rector and vice-chancellor, walked into the dormitory where Lu Mingfei lived.

Lu Mingfei silently looked at this tall and burly man, but he looked a little sloppy.

This man also looked at Lu Mingfei with affectionate eyes.

It was a long time before the affectionate confrontation between the two ended.

"Yo, senior brother is back, what level are you this year?"

When he came up, Lu Mingfei was an unceremonious verbal attack.

And Fingal didn't care about the smear color in Lu Mingfei's words at all, he blocked the door with his tall body and looked proud:

“G！ Your dear brother, I'm a G-grade this year! ”

"Really, is there really a G-class under the F class?"

Lu Mingfei, who meant to be just joking, was a little surprised.

You must know that the use of blood class to distinguish between half-breeds is a matter after the establishment of the secret party.

In Kassel, on the other hand, this rating is not based solely on pedigree, but also on the performance of each individual.

Undergraduate students are usually below the B level, and if they join the Executive Department after graduation, they may gradually move up to the A level if they show outstanding ability.

There are not many people who have obtained an A-grade rating with pure dragon blood.

In fact, in the past, the secret party was only A-level at the highest, but later it was discovered that some people showed abilities close to those of pure-blooded dragons, so there was an additional S-level above A-level.

In the same way, in the rules of the secret party, the lowest class is also F-grade, and there is nothing lower than this.

However, the appearance of Fingal broke this boundary!

In other words, what he has achieved is comparable to discovering that there is an S class above the A class!

"It seems to be a new level for me from Kassel." Fingal scratched his head.

"Could it be that you are really a genius, senior brother?" Lu Mingfei was amazed.

"Don't talk about this, look at what I brought you in the German countryside!"

Fingal decisively put an end to the topic, and even he was a little shy after falling to the G rank.

It's outrageous that the secret party personally rewrote the rules for him or something!

"What's there?"

Lu Mingfei got out of bed and leaned over.

"German beer, German ham, German sausage, German wine"

Fingal said as he took it from his backpack behind his back.

"These are all specially asked by my grandmother in the countryside to bring them to you."

"Good guy, it's all specialty."

Lu Mingfei took the German series of products handed over by Fingal.

The rest is not clear, but he knows that German beer has become synonymous with pure beer over the past 500 years.

"Then what about you, junior brother, what did you bring me?"

Fingal leaned over with a shy face.

"Pork knuckle, a special roast pork knuckle from the Kassel canteen, for two, as well as mashed potatoes and two servings of sauerkraut."

"Senior brother, you are so nice!"

Fingal was moved to tears.

The first meal in Kassel after returning from Germany was German-style food or something, and the junior brother was really hateful.

——

The rain fell on the bell tower of the Kassel Collegiate Church, and the bell whistled in the wind.

The door was pushed open, and Chu Zihang walked in wearing a Kassel school uniform and a black umbrella.

It was a scruffy loft, with a sunny side full of glass windows and huge posters of low-cut girls.

There was only an unfolded bed, a single sofa, a computer desk and swivel chair, and a large bookshelf full of DVDs of Westerns.

And, of course, there are empty wine bottles all over the floor, adult magazines thrown everywhere.

The Academy's hidden character, the Night's Watchman, has lived here for decades, and his home is like that of a disgruntled adolescent.

Chu Zihang looked at the scene in front of him and stopped silently, feeling that he had nowhere to put his feet.

"Come in, there's nothing to see here."

Ange, who was huddled in the sofa and drinking, beckoned to Chu Zihang.

He had come here early to seize this position, and he knew the style of the Night's Watch home, and he knew that this room, only the sofa, was relatively clean.

"Hey, boy, do you like these magazines of mine, I can send you a few if you like."

A different tone from Ange was a middle-aged uncle lying in front of a computer screen.

He was dressed in a denim outfit and a plaid shirt, but the shirt didn't cover his bulge.

It seems that the days of being anesthetized by spirits, westerns, and pictures of sexy girls have made him have a good time.

Although Chu Zihang didn't understand the style of this attic, he still walked in with respect.

By the way, I said coldly, I don't need magazines.

This caused the night watchman to laugh, saying that this kid really didn't look like someone at all.

After Chu Zihang found a place to sit barely enough, the night watchman spoke:

"You know the reason why we came to you, this is the agreement of the Nibelungen Project, and if you agree, you will sign it."

The night watchman threw an agreement in front of Chu Zihang.

And Chu Zihang also went directly to the last page and signed it directly.

"Okay, that's refreshing, then let's get started with the Nibelungen Project!"

(End of chapter)