Lu Mingfei typed it out in the dialog box

"GG", staring blankly at his brood, turned into a pool of blood, and slumped back on the soft chair in the room.

This was his twelfth game of the day, and the invincible Star God of War didn't even survive eight minutes before the Zerg drowned in the roar of Tyrann Technology.

His level of StarCraft is not low, his tactical understanding and micro-manipulation are very good, and he is also one of the best masters in their server, and the buddies in the forum are called one by one, at this time Lu Mingfei will have a little joy in his heart, sometimes he is scolded by the teacher in school, or he is counted down by his aunt for a long time, he will go to the forum to wander around, enjoy the worship of netizens, like Scrooge carefully counting his treasures.

But as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer people in the server who can live with him, but he needs to kill more and more time, the literature department of the third year of high school has suspended a lot of activities, Chen Wenwen and other classmates are all immersed in studying, there are no after-school activities, and Lu Mingfei, who has no intention of studying, can only kill time on the computer.

So after thinking about it, he found a way and started

"Red Dot StarCraft" is an anti-human behavior that can make people scold when it appears. Then the reality of e-sports gave him a slap in the face, the mouse and the red dot, the two completed the operation in the same time is not in the same order of magnitude, Lu Mingfei tried to insert the mouse back several times in the first set, and in the end, he still stubbornly took him

The red dot of the "beloved" went to failure. Lu Mingfei, who gave up micro-manipulation, only had tactics left, so he relied on failure after failure to accumulate consciousness and gradually extend the time of support.

Lu Mingfei just spent time day by day, and didn't pay attention to the college entrance examination related to the future.

After high-intensity e-sports, he decided to change his brain, cut out the game to open QQ, and began to stare at the dark avatar in a daze, saying that it was a change of brain, in fact, at the end of each game, he would take a look at the girl's avatar with a baseball cap, and after reading it, he found that it was still gray, so he quickly switched back to open the next game like a thief.

I can't wait for the girl to go online for half a day, Lu Mingfei scratched his scalp, thinking about whether to open another plate, or the homework to be handed in on Monday, but at this time in the third year of high school, Shilan's teacher doesn't care much about the collection of homework, and if you want to learn, you will naturally hand it in, and if you don't want to learn, you don't have the leisure to be verbose.

Besides, even if it's online, what can it do? It's nothing more than a few words of greeting, and a few more words around the school, and most of them will talk about it here.

"Ming Fei?" It was the uncle's voice, with that kind of meekness peculiar to a middle-aged Gu family man.

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei's mind was dragged back to reality, and he walked out of the room in response, and found that the aunt and uncle who had sent Lu Mingze to learn piano were sitting on the sofa in the living room, and the eyes of the two of them were burning, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Auntie opened her big mouth and took the lead: "Ming Fei, the teacher at the school mentioned your results to us, if we are going to take the domestic college entrance examination, it will be a little difficult for you to take the last book, but we also consulted with the teacher, what did you spend more than 1,000 yuan to sign up for last time..."

"TOEFL." Lu Mingfei wiped the sweat on his head and said.

"Yes, TOEFL, the teacher said that you passed the test, I was too expensive at the time, and now it seems to be a real deal, we have raised you for so many years, your parents are abroad all the year round, and the monthly living expenses have not been pulled down, I and your uncle are thinking, how can I give them an explanation for their husband and wife, your Shilan's homeroom teacher said that it is very popular to abandon the test to go abroad now, and it is also a way."

"Yes," the uncle nodded: "The foreign school is good, your English is good, when the time comes, you will study in the United States for a few years, and when you come back, you will be a turtle, and the turtle is rushing to ask for any unit, the job is easy to find, and the treatment is good, what do you think?" Lu Mingfei doesn't think it's good, he doesn't want to make more money, compared to going to college, he thinks that the job of the newsstand uncle downstairs is very good, relaxed and comfortable, basking in the sun during the day, and there are beautiful women passing by to see, and his grades are clear to himself, his score is a scale in the eyes of the teacher, and he has pulled a lot of average points for the famous Shilan key class.

When he went to apply to a university in the United States, it was like he had conceded defeat on the red cross on the test paper, which made him a little frustrated.

But he still nodded, for more than five years, his aunt's majestic voice had established an unchallengeable majesty in his heart, and the idea of saying no was like an ice cream in a 36-degree summer--- which melted away as soon as he took it out.

The aunt was overjoyed, and it cost Lu Mingfei a lot of dollars to apply to universities in the United States, but compared with the living expenses sent by his parents, it was not a big deal.

And Ming Ze's grades are not good, studying abroad sounds good, but they don't know what it actually is, so they might as well let Lu Mingfei step on the pit for his cousin first, and the elder brother should take care of his younger brother.

So the middle-aged woman hurriedly took out a stack of application forms prepared in advance, and the uncle also handed over the pen in his pocket, Lu Mingfei knew that it was Montblanc's pen, but it was just a very similar imitation, and this was the same as these application forms, most of which were also sent by his parents, the blessing of the money.

Lu Mingfei didn't complain about this kind of thing, many times his aunt's complaints, nagging, and even scolding, he vaguely knew what the reason was, Lu Mingfei's grades in junior high school were much better than now, and naturally they were better than the little fat man Lu Mingze, and when he got his report card back, his aunt was not very happy, even more unhappy than when he became the countdown later.

He took the pen like a robot, filling in the personal information in the form one by one, the aunt watched from behind with satisfaction, and the uncle walked to the corridor and lit a cigarette, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and after three rhythmic knocks, it stopped, giving people a very polite look.

Uncle and aunt glanced at each other suspiciously, from the blank eyes of both sides, Lu Mingfei could tell that they didn't know anything about the people who came, how could anyone knock on the door at this time?

The uncle pressed the cigarette in his hand, and behind the door was a well-dressed young man, wearing a dark black windbreaker and a light-colored shirt, Lu Mingfei had never seen that brand, but he had seen a similar texture on other people's clothes, but it was much inferior.

The person standing at the door in front of him was out of place with this old house, with a calm atmosphere, obviously he was the guest who knocked on the door, but before he knew it, the atmosphere overwhelmed the two owners of this house.

"Who are you?" Lu Gucheng used honorifics against this man who was much younger than himself.

"Hello, are you Lugu City?" Chen Mo smiled and stretched out his hand: "I am here on behalf of Lu Lincheng and Giovanni, my name is Chen Mo." ”

"Lin Cheng?" The uncle looked quite surprised, hurriedly shook hands, and let Chen Mo into the house: "Please come in, please come in, I'll make you a cup of tea." ”

"Don't bother, I'm not used to drinking tea." Chen Mo waved his hand, and after politely declining, he asked, "Is Lu Mingfei at home?" ”

"I knew you were here to find Ming Fei's child, Ming Fei is here, this is your father's friend." Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyes, and repeatedly confirmed that this should be the person he saw in Shilan yesterday, and he obviously heard Chen Wenwen say that he was a person from a private college in the United States who came to investigate, how could he have a relationship with that god-dragon's father.

"No," Chen Mo waved his hand,

"I am not friends with Mr. Lu Lincheng, just colleagues, we work at the same university, he and Ms. Giovanni are conducting a very important research, they are both honorary alumni of our school, they have made outstanding contributions to research, they have also donated money to the college, they have written a letter to our president, hoping to give Ming Fei preferential treatment in admission." Both Lu Gucheng and Aunt Lu Gucheng saw the surprise in the eyes of both parties.

Auntie has always had some complaints in her heart because of Giovanni's inadvertent suppression, and the little fat man Lu Mingze is not a worry-free master, so she cares less about Lu Mingfei, and she also has a faint hope for the good of others, but for Lu Mingfei's future, the two of them are still more or less concerned, after all, it is also a blood-related relationship.

It's just that I didn't expect that the couple who hadn't been shadowed for five or six years could still remember that they had a child.

The United States can go to college through donations, and my uncle has heard others talk about it when he is entertaining, but the amount is not acceptable to ordinary people, and he has to sigh that his younger brother has strong financial resources.

Chen Mo took out a photo from his pocket, the photo is a summer garden, the university campus in the sunset is vaguely in the distance, and there are countless vine walls nearby, so green and transparent, a man and a woman are walking hand in hand by the wall where the green vines spread, the man is wearing a loose white shirt and a pair of sprinkling pants, a pair of wooden slippers under his feet, and a pure white home cotton skirt for the woman.

Lu Mingfei stretched out his finger and gently touched the faces of the two people on the screen. The beautiful man and the girl were his parents, but they were so far away from him that they couldn't spare a few days to see him.

His nose was a little sour, and a man and a woman in the photo looked at each other's faces with a good smile, obviously a two-person world, probably forgetting that they had a child together.

Chen Mo stared closely at Lu Mingfei's expression, who was looking at the photo intently at this time, and his eyes fluctuated significantly.

So he pulled out another letter from his pocket, it was very short, it was printed, probably an email: Dear Headmaster Angers: I haven't been in touch for a long time, I hope you are as well as ever.

We shouldn't see each other for a long time, and we can't leave with the latest advances in research.

I would like to ask you for something, my child Lu Mingfei is over eighteen years old, he is a smart kid, maybe his grades are not so good, but we all believe that he will make a difference in academics, so if possible, please ask the Kassel Academy to help him in accepting him into the school.

I can't tell him personally, so I have to ask you to convey it on my behalf, saying that my father and mother love him. Your sincere Giovanni Lumin read the letter silently and did not speak for a long time.

Chen Mo saw enough of this long-lost decrepit child, and turned his gaze to Lu Gucheng. There is indeed no presence of dragon blood.

For the time being, I don't doubt that Lu Mingfei is not the hat of his grandfather to his ancestors, if Lu Gucheng is really Lu Lincheng's younger brother, then there must be a high concentration of dragon blood in his body, and the lack of gene invisibility and the presence or absence of bloodline are two different things.

And in Chen Mo's opinion, the per capita concentration of dragon blood in the homeland is much higher than that in North America, should it be said that it is the only country in the world that claims to be the descendant of the dragon?

These negligible concentrations of dragon blood had no effect, which happened to confirm Chen Mo's suspicions at this time.

The lineage of Lugu City may have been altered. However, he didn't say anything on his face, just smiled and waited for Lu Mingfei to read his letter.

The photo may have been left by Ange before, as for the letter? Is it still difficult to forge printed emails?

Even Ange provided him with a template. Although the uncle was very surprised, and his doubts completely dissipated with the photos and letters, but in a cautious manner, he still asked, "May I ask what is the name of your school?" Chen Mo said casually: "Kassel College, a private university with its headquarters located in the suburbs of Chicago, Yin Linuo, USA, Lu Mingfei should have heard of this school, our college admitted a very outstanding student in Shilan Middle School last year, his name is Chu Zihang." Chen Mo could clearly see that all the expressions of the rest of the people present had changed to a certain extent.

It is impossible for Lu Ming to not know the name of this fang who is the top of the list, and in the eyes of his aunt, Chu Zihang is the so-called

The representative of "someone else's child", and the uncle is the memory obtained by listening to the nagging of the aunt. Chen Mo took out a copy of the registration license of an American university and a thick photo album from the briefcase he carried with him, which was full of photos that could be placed on the college admissions page in ten years, and the style of a Western-style classical college campus was presented in front of their eyes.

Auntie immediately became enthusiastic, while sighing that Lu Mingfei was a blessing to be able to go to such a good school, and at the same time, her words contained the meaning that you see that our family Lu Mingze is so good can he enroll in next year.

It was just the words that the young man sitting on the other side of the sofa smiled and said, and the hearts of the two guardians were raised to their throats again.

"It's a pity that Lu Mingfei has not obtained our admission qualifications for the time being, generally speaking, our college will not enroll students in non-first-tier cities in China, of course, the student surnamed Chu belongs to special circumstances, generally speaking, we will set up a preparatory class for the college in Yanjing High School, and students who pass the exam in the preparatory class will enter the main campus of the United States." Chen Mo's expression was serious,

"Although Lu Mingfei's parents did make a certain contribution to the discipline construction and facility funding of our college, the quality of students is the key to the enrollment of the college." It's like a teacher with two sleeves and a breeze.

He looked at the University of Chicago application form in front of Lu Mingfei: "I visited the principal of Shilan Middle School yesterday, and I also looked at Lu Mingfei's transcript, frankly speaking, it is not ideal, I am afraid it is difficult to meet the standard line of most American universities for students to apply for admission." ”

"In this way, it will be difficult for Lu Mingfei's students to enroll."