Chapter 178: I'm Not Dead...... Isn't it a bit rude?
Kassel Academy.
When Professor Guderian ran into the library with Professor Manstein to assemble, he was pulled by the latter.
"Your hat!" Professor Manstein reminded angrily, his demeanor bordering on Guderian's teacher and his mother.
Guderian realized that although he had changed his pajamas into a suit, he had forgotten to take off his favorite nightcap in the shape of a Santa Claus hat.
So he quickly tore off his nightcap from his head and stuffed it into the big pocket of his suit pants.
Standing in the door of the library, Guderian rearranged his appearanceβit was the first time he had attended a meeting of the Professors.
After confirming that there was no problem with his attire, he looked at Professor Manstein: "Shall we go?" β
Professor Manstein looked up helplessly.
The church bell rang.
Manstein and Guderian, who were at the entrance of the library, stopped and looked up in the direction of the bell tower.
Flocks of white doves poured out from there, chirping and circling in the air, and there were hundreds or thousands of them. The sky on the lawn was covered with the white feathers of the pigeons, and then all the pigeons landed on the lawn, not foraging, but only cooing, and the sound was a little sad.
Guderian rubbed his eyes: "Someone sacrificed?" β
Professor Manstein nodded silently.
Whenever a commissioner dies in the course of a mission, the church bell is rung to mourn the departure of a comrade, unless it is a case of high secrecy.
"Who is it?" Professor Guderian, who had always looked like a heartless old fat man, showed a sad expression, "Is there another outstanding young man who gave his life for the cause of slaying dragons?" β
"Yes." Hoarse to the point of horror, a voice that can directly pull the dubbing of ghost movies comes from the library, mixed with the sound of wheels.
Professor Schneider dragged his oxygen cylinder cart out and stared at Professor Guderian: "I'm sorry, Professor, the person who died this time is your student, the best S-class freshman in the school in the past forty years, Lu Mingfei, who proved his bloodline with his bravery. β
Guderian's eyes were about to pop out.
He opened his mouth three times, closed it three more times, and finally let out a high-pitched whistle: "Ming-non-"
While screaming, Guderian sprinted into the library, and his back seemed to see his wife holding the hand of his boss and walking into the hotel together.
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When Guderian stormed the library, there was already a large screen of more than two hundred inches showing the inside of the Moniach.
Professor Mance was still wearing his slightly comical diving suit, and the other commissioners lined up behind him, all with sad faces.
Among them, Ye Sheng and Jiu De Aki, who were still wearing diving suits, were the most grief-stricken, as if the dead were their half-brothers.
"I'm Mance Rundstedt, the head of Operation Kuimen, and the captain of the Moniach," Professor Mance clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Here, I have to announce a heavy news, our excellent S-class freshman Lu Mingfei, in this event, in order to cover the evacuation of his teammates from the dragon ruins, fought bravely, and unfortunately died......"
"Nope! I don't believe it! Guderian's eyes were red, "The headmaster said that Ming Fei is the best!" β
"He's the best, I'm proud to have a crew like this," Professor Mance said, "but his vital signs have completely disappeared, and the oxygen stock should have been exhausted twenty minutes ago, and just five minutes ago, the crew in charge of the geological survey of the river bottom confirmed that the crack channel leading to the dragon ruins at the bottom of the Yangtze River had collapsed, and with the current technology, we could not effectively clean up the underwater collapse or excavate it in a short time, so Lu Mingfei ...... The sacrifice has been confirmed. β
At the end of this sentence, it was like dust from a rock falling, and the atmosphere of grief and oppression permeated the entire captain's room and library.
Behind Professor Mance, Jiu De Aki suddenly buried his head in Ye Sheng's chest and let out a suppressed cry, Ye Sheng hugged Jiu De Aki tightly. Most of the girls covered their mouths so that they would not cry in public, and the boys clenched their fists.
"Nope! Ming-no-" Professor Guderian sat on his knees with weak legs and let out a desolate cry, and the professors around him comforted him.
"The last thing we can do is to see him off," Professor Mance took out a wet white handkerchief and put it on his head in the shape of a hat, "I heard that according to the Chinese custom, the deceased must wear white clothes and white hats, and the white clothes are too late to prepare, so they can only temporarily use the white hat to put it on it." β
The man behind him also took out a white handkerchief and put it on.
The professors in the library also wore white handkerchiefs.
Guderian fumbled around his body for a long time but couldn't find a handkerchief, so he could only silently take out the same nightcap as Santa Claus that had been stuffed in his pants pocket before.
A piece of white mixed with a little red, not only like a rose on the plum tree, but also like a couple of married couples in the collective funeral procession, which is extremely festive.
Everyone looked at Professor Guderian.
Professor Guderian scratched his head: "My handkerchief was borrowed by Fingal yesterday to wipe the beer he spilled on the computer......"
In this quiet and solemn atmosphere, a soaking wet boy wearing only underwear pushed open the door of the captain's room and walked in happily, like a corgi who had swam outside and returned home: "Professor! I am back! β
There was a few seconds of silence in the captain's room and library.
Professor Mance looked at Lu Mingfei in disbelief, his face trembled, he finally straightened his tongue, and blurted out: "Call me Captain!" β
"Ahh Jiu De Aki jumped up with his arms around Ye Sheng's neck, and his head almost hit the ceiling.
"Ahh A sharper voice overwhelmed the wine De Aki, and Professor Guderian put his arm around Manstein's neck and jumped up, "Ming Feiling is fine!" β
Lu Mingfei stood at the door, looking at the white handkerchiefs in everyone's hands: "You guys are ......?"
"We ...... Let's ......" Professor Mance quickly shoved his handkerchief back and stammered, not knowing what to sayβhe couldn't say, "We're giving you a memorial service," could we?
"We're checking if everyone is washing their hands properly!" Selma was in a hurry.
Lu Mingfei thought for two seconds, revealing an expression of "who am I, where am I, what is she talking about".
Professor Mance gave Thelma a menacing look, which roughly meant "half of your internship points", and Selma's face instantly turned to ashes, with a look of "my memorial service can be seamlessly connected with Lu Mingfei".
"Captain, what's that?" Lu Mingfei pointed to the couplet hanging from the ceiling behind everyone - on the left is "the sad voice is irretrievable", on the right is "the cry flies with the wild crane", and the horizontal criticism is "immortal".
It's still handwritten, the calligraphy is strong and powerful, and it looks like there is real kung fu.
Professor Mance opened his mouth, "Why don't you call me Professor?" β
Lu Mingfei was silent for a few seconds: "You guys...... Isn't it a funeral for me? β
The men in the captain's room looked at each other in a row, and finally nodded in unison.
Lu Mingfei looked at everyone's neat white hats, and asked cautiously: "The atmosphere is all set to this point, I'm not dead...... Isn't it a bit rude? β
Professor Mance & Others: ......
In the library, Professor Guderian scrambled to slip his hat back into his pocket, and shouted in hindsight: "Quick! Stop the clock! Don't knock! β
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Dormitory building, in Su Xiaoqiao's dormitory.
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in." Su Xiaoqiao said.
Susie pushed the door and walked in, carrying a bag of strawberries, and said with a smile, "How is it?" Is there confidence in the 3E exam? β
Su Xiaoqiao shook his head with a bitter face: "My reaction to Long Wen is very weak, and I will take the exam the day after tomorrow, I don't know what will happen." β
"Don't worry, it's a big deal that you can hug Lu Mingfei's thighs," Susie teased, "He is a crown prince-level figure, and the school even postponed the 3E exam for him, and he should have finished the exam today in previous years." β
"Damn! He's so awesome?! Su Xiaoqiao's eyes widened.
"Yes, there are rumors in the school that he is the illegitimate son or illegitimate grandson of the principal." Susie laughed.
Without waiting for Su Xiaoqiao to complain, the melodious bell floated from afar.
Su Xiaoqiao subconsciously looked in the direction where the bell came, and Zero, who had been reading intently at the table, raised his head.
"Someone has left us," Susie said with a sad expression, "Every time the bell rings, it means that someone has died on the battlefield of dragon slaying." β
Su Xiaoqiao also showed a sad expression.
Zero changed from a sitting position to a standing position.
"Let's go, let's go downstairs, every time this happens, there will be students going downstairs to mourn." Susie took Su Xiaoqiao's hand, because she knew that Zero was not used to contacting others, she just nodded at Zero.
The three girls walked out of the dormitory, went downstairs, and walked to the open space in front of the dormitory building, where many students were already standing like javelins, looking up at the bell tower in mourning.
"The bell will ring for a long time, mourning the lives of the victims...... Susie explained softly.
In the next second, the bell stopped abruptly.
Su Xiaoqiao and Zero looked at Susie at the same time.
Susie:......
After a while, a slightly embarrassed radio voice sounded: "I'm really sorry, students, it was a misunderstanding just now, and no one sacrificed, please go back and continue to do your own thing......"
There was a subtle change in the mentality of the students standing on the ground.
Obviously, their movements have not changed, but in the last second, they were still like spears pointing to the sky in the hands of soldiers in the solemn battlefield, and now they are inexplicably like a group of stupid geese lined up neatly in the wheat field.
Just when Su Xiaoqiao was deeply suspicious of whether this school was reliable, her mobile phone rang, and the caller was Lu Mingfei.
"Hello? How, did the mission go well? Su Xiaoqiao asked.
"Uh...... It's generally going well, and I should be able to go back to school tomorrow," Lu Mingfei said, "It's just a little accident." β
"What accident?" Su Xiaoqiao asked.
"You may not believe it, it's just ......," Lu Mingfei considered the euphemistic words, "I'm dead." β
Su Xiaoqiao: ???
(End of chapter)