DreamersGN Chapter 250 Is this S rank too weak?
Chapter 250 Is this S rank too weak?
Chapter 250 Is this S rank too weak?
Lu Mingfei trotted all the way, inserted the key, and pushed open the door of the Literature Club.
There was no manuscript on the table, only a book. Lu Mingfei walked quickly and picked up the book. It turned out that the manuscript was under pressure. No wonder Chen Wenwen forgot it here.
The school celebration actually started in the morning, and the students who came and went on campus didn’t come to class today, they came to participate in the school celebration activities, which were somewhat similar to the cultural festivals he had seen in Japanese manga.
But to Lu Mingfei's disappointment, their high school seniors were ordered not to participate in activities, and they had to continue to study hard...
Only in the afternoon when the school leaders give speeches will they have a "big class break" to go down to listen to the teachings. After the end, the first and second grades continue to enjoy the cheerful campus life, while their senior three students go back to continue their classes.
The Student Union asked the Literature Department to prepare a speech, saying that it would be used by a brother returning to school, but before the official start, the Student Union had to check the manuscript again, lest the Literature Department let itself go too far.
Although I really want to appreciate Chen Wenwen's beautiful fonts and outstanding literary talent, but Lu Mingfei doesn't have the time now, he will be late for his morning reading soon.
So Lu Mingfei quickly picked up the manuscript in the paper file bag, and rushed out of the literature club.
"Hu-hu-hu-"
Although Lu Mingfei wanted to be calm, running up and down to get a manuscript was a trivial matter for a "strong" boy like him, but he was still out of breath when he returned to the classroom door.
Almost all the eyes of the class were on him, which was not something to be honored, especially since he was tired like a defeated dog, coupled with the stern gaze of the head teacher, he knew that he was still late after all.
"Lu Mingfei, why are you staring blankly? You want to stand at the door and recite the book? Come in!"
Under the reprimand of the head teacher, Lu Mingfei's just-raised pride of "Why should we be a hero so afraid of death" dissipated without a trace, and he could only walk back to the classroom quickly with his head down.
He didn't dare to talk back and make excuses, not to mention that he felt that the head teacher was in a good mood today, and he didn't make him stand for punishment, so let's have fun secretly.
When he walked by the front seat, he put the manuscript on Chen Wenwen's desk without a trace, and he heard a small "thank you" amidst the noisy reading
It was so beautiful, as if all the exhaustion in his body disappeared without a trace at this moment.
He felt that he had done a big thing without anyone knowing, and made a contribution to the celebration of Shilan Middle School.
Sitting on the seat, he held the English textbook and casually recited the words. In fact, he was observing Chen Wenwen's every move. After seeing the other party put the manuscript in the drawer, he began to endorse it seriously. Lu Mingfei suddenly lost most of his sense of accomplishment. .
He turned his head to look out of the window, and the pair of mandarin ducks disappeared. The sun outside the window was still bright, and it seemed to be a peaceful daily life, with only a few waves.
Lu Mingfei opened and closed his mouth, but he wasn't actually reciting words at all. This was the kung fu he practiced in his morning reading, and it was completely muscle memory.
As long as he doesn't make a sound, it's impossible to tell what he's talking about in the noisy environment. The head teacher who occasionally inspects him will only nod in relief when he sees him, feeling that Ming Fei is very motivated today.
But in fact, his gaze had already followed the tree branches outside the window to the clear sky, and finally fell into a vast and ethereal fantasy.
It was only one month away from the college entrance examination, but he felt inexplicably calm at this time, not because of his excellent grades, but because he had already broken the jar.
Shilan Middle School is a so-called "noble" middle school. The students generally have good grades and a high rate of admission, but Lu Mingfei is that kind of exception.
In the words of the class teacher, he is a weight, and he can lower the average score of the whole class by himself.
He is not very good in all subjects, and he is only good at English. He passed the TOEFL test with his hard skills a while ago... It's not shit luck, his English is really good, so my aunt suggested that he go abroad to go to university .
In recent years, studying abroad is still very popular. Regardless of whether you go to a pheasant university or not, you can always bluff some small companies and get a decent job after you come back.
Of course, Lu Mingfei is not without ambition, how could he rush to those pheasant universities as soon as he came up, he filled out more than a dozen university application forms under the guidance of his netizens and the urging of his aunt.
Now he has received a lot of reply letters one after another, and the opening letters are similar, basically: "Dear applicant: Thank you for your interest in this college, but unfortunately..."
In fact, he himself didn't feel sad or angry about being rejected, and he didn't have any thoughts of "30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor". He has basically recognized the reality of his future, so he also Being able to be neither arrogant nor impetuous is like an old monk in meditation.
But my aunt doesn’t think so, she spent hundreds of dollars to fill out the application form for herself, so Lu Mingfei can only show “sadness” cooperatively, and often sees his “sad” appearance, and my aunt complains The words were swallowed.
The first period was English class, and Lu Mingfei took it for granted that he started fishing. He was familiar with the knowledge in the textbook, and what he needed to strengthen was his oral English.
The scorching sun gradually climbed up, and the light shone on Lu Mingfei's head. After a long time in the sun, he felt warm. Perhaps it was because he was tired from running wildly before, and he was a little drowsy at this time.
What a peaceful and boring daily life, he has imagined countless times, when he fell asleep in class, the teacher called him to get up and answer questions.
He got up in a daze, but just when he couldn't answer the question, the door of the class was suddenly pushed open.
Several people with extraordinary temperament in black suits walked in. The leader, Yu Jie, glanced like a knife, scanning the audience, and stunned all the students. Even the teacher forgot to continue asking her questions.
Just when all the boys in the class were intoxicated by Yujie's queen-like temperament, she looked at herself, her voice was sharp and elegant, "Lu Mingfei, we have no time, the world is waiting for you to save."
After the voice fell, everyone heard the sound of propellers outside the window, and a helicopter was landing on the lawn of the playground.
Then he smiled indifferently under the surprised eyes of his classmates and nodded, and Sister Yu walked up to him and straightened his collar, like a full-time secretary.
He walked out of the classroom in high spirits, leaving only a legend in the hearts of the students.
"Lu Mingfei!"
The serious and sharp voice made Lu Mingfei tremble, and brought him back to reality. He was the English teacher on the podium.
"Is what I just said funny?"
asked the teacher.
The person next to Lu Mingfei laughed softly, "You just laughed like you were having a dream."
Lu Mingfei wanted to stare at the other party, but he had no confidence, so he could only bow his head and admit his mistake, "Sorry teacher, I was distracted."
After that, without waiting for the teacher to make further troubles, he consciously got up and stood in the back as punishment, so as to refresh himself, after the morning, he would not be so sleepy.
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"Godzilla... this is not good."
Holding a piece of crepe in her hand, Erika said hesitantly.
Erika is not picky about food, but the taste of this crepe is really hard to describe, like the creation of kitchen ghosts.
Lu Chen took the crepe from Eriyi, "Then Eriyi won't eat this, let's go shopping."
As he spoke, he glanced at the crepe with the small tooth marks on it, and took a big bite. As a child from a poor family, Lu Chen never wastes food, which is a virtue.
But the next moment his face changed slightly, the sweetness, saltiness, creamy taste, mixed with a little burnt taste, reached a delicate balance, just like moldy bitter almonds, he chewed twice with difficulty, swallowed Go down, and when Eri Yi walked by the trash can, he sent it to the place where it should go without a trace.
Life comes before virtue.
They bought this at the stalls set up by the students of Shilan Middle School, the taste is really not guaranteed.
"Brother Chu, isn't it that the high schools here are very strict now? They can still engage in this kind of activities. I thought it was only in anime."
Lu Chen was a little puzzled, and looked at Chu Zihang.
"Shilan Middle School is an aristocratic high school, and it has always been more...advanced."
Chu Zihang originally wanted to say that he admired foreigners, but he felt that it was not good to say that about his alma mater. "Today is the 47th anniversary of the school, and Shilan Middle School has been very good in the past two years, so we have such an activity."
"Brother Chu's school is very good."
Erika praised that she was indeed very happy, although she just ate the unpalatable crepe, but events like the campus festival have always been what she longed for.
She has seen it many times in anime, but she never expected to experience it for herself in Godzilla's hometown.
At this moment, a girl stopped in front of Chu Zihang, and asked timidly, "Yes, is that Chu Zihang's senior?"
Chu Zihang nodded expressionlessly. This kind of thing has happened several times today.
He took Lu Chen and the others on a tour of the campus without deliberately changing their costumes. Except for the freshmen in the first year of high school, all the juniors and juniors in the second year of high school would recognize him, and there would always be those who were bold enough to greet him.
But most of these people retreated in front of Chu Zihang's reticence, and ended the topic after a few words, and turned back with excitement on their faces, as if it was an honor to talk to Chu Zihang.
"Senior, can, can you take a photo with me?"
The girl made the request carefully.
Chu Zihang nodded under the surprised gaze of the girl, and Ling consciously took the phone from the side, and took a group photo of Chu Zihang and the girl. In the photo, Chu Zihang had a "cold face". It was a killer who was coercing the girl.
"Haha, what I said before, brother Chu, you are very popular here."
Lu Chen laughed, embarrassing Chu Zihang, he didn't want to be so conspicuous.
After this little episode, a few people walked to an unoccupied place behind the campus, and Erika was gnawing on a roasted sweet potato in her arms, reminiscent of some kind of rodent.
"Brother Chu, do you think Lu Mingfei is the boy we saw around the corner today?"
Regarding the topic of the academy, they naturally cannot talk in public.
Chu Zihang nodded, "I have a very good memory. Among the senior three students this year, if there is no student with the same name as him who transferred from another school, then he is right."
Lu Chen felt a little puzzled, thinking back to today's meeting, "The principal must have made a mistake, right? He is S-level?"
Chu Zihang thought for a while, and explained: "There is a big difference between the bloodlines before and after the awakening of the hybrid race. After awakening, they can obtain a considerable improvement in physical fitness."
"Brother Chu, what about you, did you have poor physical fitness before awakening?"
Lu Chen asked back.
Chu Zihang was silent for a while, "...I was the basketball captain when I was in junior high school."
And when he awakened his blood in anger and remorse, his five fingers could even be embedded in the asphalt!
"Brother Chu, you were A-level before. As far as I know, all mixed races, as long as their bloodline is above B-level, even if their bloodlines have not yet awakened, their physical fitness will be significantly higher than ordinary people of the same age."
Lu Chen's voice changed, "But I think Lu Mingfei still can't reach the average level of boys his age, and his physique can't be said to be average, but a little weak."
"Perhaps his speech ability is not for fighting, but a speech ability like Tianyan. In addition, he has not exercised enough, so his physical fitness is relatively poor."
After helping Huiliyi peel a piece of sweet potato, he said "analyze" with zero opening.
"Is this possible? Brother Chu, how is his academic performance?"
Lu Chen felt that it was unlikely, mainly because the principal told him that Lu Mingfei was an S-rank as good as him, and he seemed to be able to fight side by side with him.
This is also...too weak.
Even if Eliyi's body was eroded by dragon's blood before, and she doesn't exercise at all, she is definitely considered to be the most physically fit girl of her age, let alone now.
So it doesn't make sense to say that Lu Mingfei's speech spirit is a super "mage" speech spirit like Judgment.
"I don't know much about it, but it doesn't seem very good. If Brother Lu is interested, you can ask Norma to send you the information directly."
Although Chu Zihang has a good memory, it is impossible for him to pay attention to the academic performance of a junior who has no relationship with him.
Lu Chen nodded, "It makes sense, but I think it's better to ask someone directly."
After all, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Hey, is the principal still asleep?"
It's close to noon here now, and it should be close to twelve o'clock in the evening in Chicago. Lu Chen wonders if centenarians will have a healthy schedule.
"Principal, drink んで～ (Principal, drink)"
However, instead of hearing the principal's voice, Lu Chen heard the soft and gentle Japanese girl's voice, which sounded familiar to him.
Lu Chen was a little confused, "Principal, where are you?"
"Student's home visit is going on right now, what's wrong, it seems that there is something wrong with our S-class ace."
Angers replied with a smile, listening to some small movements over there, he seemed to be drinking.
"Home visit? Principal, are you in Japan?"
Lu Chen remembered that the voice just now belonged to Qin Nao, which meant that the old man traveled to Japan with public funds, and it was time for dinner there.
"Yeah, you left in a hurry, but there are still many things that need to be reconnected between the Japanese branch and the academy. So many big things have happened, I always have to come."
Angers' voice sounded together with the clinking of glasses.
(End of this chapter)