Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 21: Phoenix Nirvana, Dragon Map Reincarnation

After handing the completed form to the waiter, Lu Mingfei looked at Su Xiaoqiang, who had a look of “are you kidding me”, and raised the invitation letter in his hand:

"Just kidding, I'm here for an interview too."

"Tsk, you just talk nonsense all day long." The little goddess holds a grudge and feels uncomfortable if she doesn't say something bad about Lu Mingfei.

But she was the only one who could say this. Everyone else was concerned about their words and actions before the interview, which might also become an important reference for the interview results, so they were all careful in what they said and did.

Soon, an eerie silence fell outside the conference hall.

The atmosphere was as solemn as an execution scene. Everyone sat upright as if there was an electric chair under their butts, and they would be hit hard if they moved even slightly.

Lu Mingfei was able to give his acceptance speech without changing his expression in front of 90,000 people watching, so he was naturally not affected by the nervousness of a young man.

He was reading a novel on his mobile phone at the moment, a novel he once loved very much - "Hidden Killer".

This book tells the story of a top killer who gets tired of killing and is reborn at the age of ten with the help of a phoenix. He then lives out his warm and loving daily life with his two childhood sweethearts.

Although Lu Mingfei had not yet started a family at that time, he had no rivals in StarCraft.

From time to time, he would fantasize that if he could go back to the age of ten, he might be able to save his parents and develop some beyond-friendly feelings with the beautiful older sister next door.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

"We are both from the Ming generation, and we are equally skilled in shooting. How come your luck is so much better than mine?"

Lu Mingfei compared the situations of both parties and seriously suspected that he had not encountered the Phoenix of Nirvana:
"It must be Brother Huang's evil milk coming out. Here's a dragon emoji."

While he was muttering that the old immortal was harming me, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

"Has Liu Miaomiao arrived?"

A tall and thin young man came out. He spoke fluent Chinese and had a handsome and neat Chinese face that absolutely conformed to the Chinese aesthetic.

The dark green suit is slim-fitting, with the collar and cuffs gleaming in gold and silver, and a half-withered, half-green world tree emblem embroidered on the chest.

Overall, it was almost the same as what Chen Motong wore when she first appeared at Shilan Middle School, except that she was not wearing a skirt and black stockings.

"To!"

The beautiful piano player obviously didn't expect that she would win the first prize. She stood up suddenly as if she was called by the instructor during military training, her voice trembling slightly.

"I am examiner Ye Sheng, please follow me." The handsome guy named Ye Sheng smiled slightly, and his exposed white teeth seemed like a sharp blade hanging on everyone's neck.

Carrying everyone's nervous and expectant gazes, Liu Miaomiao walked into the conference room with elegant steps following the examiner. Her back looked like the first brave man to challenge the Demon King.

The door closed, and the remaining people looked at each other, the tension on their faces as obvious as the lipstick on their shirt collars.

"Have you searched the website of Kassel College? It is said to be a famous school. Many Harvard professors have transferred there to teach." Zhao Menghua lowered his voice and whispered to the two golden flowers.

Chen Wenwen nodded: "But I received an interview notice without even applying."

"This is what famous schools are like. They don't care about application fees, they only look at quality." Zhao Menghua has his own information channels, and no one present has ever applied.

“Just looking at their quality, how could they let such a guy get in?” Su Xiaoqiang looked at Lu Mingfei with a sidelong glance, and the more he looked at him, the more he disliked him.

"Quality-oriented education focuses on ability cultivation and personality development. Maybe they are following the trend and have created a new e-sports major." Lu Mingfei spread his hands helplessly.

He didn't know how he had offended the little goddess, and she was about to be poked.

It couldn't be that I told a joke during dinner and caused her to turn into a pea shooter, right?

I remember that the little angel had a very high sense of humor.

Has it also been downgraded along with the aesthetics?

The three people nearby were discussing how slim their hopes of being admitted to Kassel College were. After about ten minutes, the door to the conference room was pushed open.

Ye Sheng held the door and gestured for invitation, and then Liu Miaomiao came out with a look of disappointment on her face. Her eyes were a little red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Zhao Menghua wanted to say something to show his concern when he saw her like that, but he didn't expect her to go back to her seat, pick up her schoolbag, and turn around and leave.

As if he had made up his mind, he never looked back.

Seeing this, everyone could not help but be extremely alert, as if there was a scourge hidden in the conference room. Ye Sheng held the folder and spoke calmly, as if the King of Hell was calling him: "Su Xiaoqiang."

The little angel was not much better than the beautiful piano player. She stood up with her eyes wide open and her teeth gritted, and her steps towards the meeting room were a little stiff.

Lu Mingfei wanted to laugh when he saw her like this, but it was difficult for him to do so.

After all, if it weren't for him, Su Xiaoqiang would not appear here at all, but would wear luxurious evening gowns to attend the dinner party where wealthy families gathered, and follow his father, the mine owner, to meet countless famous bigwigs.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the novel in his hand had lost its flavor.

"What kind of academy is this? Are you kidding me?!" Su Xiaoqiang only persisted for five minutes before walking out with an unhappy face.

Ye Sheng was still polite, but the smile on his lips seemed to hide more than one knife.

The next person to be stabbed was Zhao Menghua. He and Chen Wenwen looked at each other, and then disappeared into the door with a bit of tragic heroic spirit: "The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold, the hero leaves and never returns."

Su Xiaoqiang turned around and tried to leave, but was stopped by Lu Mingfei:

"How did they play tricks on you?"

The little goddess thought that this bitch was trying to ridicule her, and was about to roll her eyes at him and ask him to get out of the way.

As a result, when she looked up, she saw that Lu Mingfei's face, which always had a silly smile on it, suddenly looked serious and solemn.

For a moment, Su Xiaoqiang felt that if he told the truth, this enemy of three years would go in and scold the crazy examiner, without using any dirty words or repeating any words.

But she soon came to her senses.

Lu Mingfei is just a coward. All he thinks about is how to serve Chen Wenwen. There is no reason for him to be so attentive to his goddess's mortal enemy.

"You'll know when you go in."

She snorted coldly, walked quickly into the elevator and disappeared.

Lu Mingfei looked at her disappearing back and sighed silently.

After two and a half minutes, Zhao Menghua, who was known as the best oral English student in the senior year, was sent out with a dazed and dull look in his eyes.

Those who knew him thought he was going for an interview, while those who didn't thought he was going to the crew of Royal Bodyguard 007 to be the emperor's bed substitute.

Being able to hold out for two minutes under the siege of three thousand aliens in the harem, Master Zhao could be said to have won with honor in defeat.

Unfortunately not.

Ye Sheng's voice was flat, as if Zhao Menghua's plight had nothing to do with them, and he read out the name of the next victim:

"Chen Wenwen."

The literary girl shuddered, glanced at the distraught Zhao Menghua and Lu Mingfei who was playing with his phone, gritted her teeth and walked in.

For today's interview, she dressed up instead of casually in the past. She looked like those British aristocratic ladies on TV, elegant and gorgeous.

Yet fifteen minutes later, she walked out of the conference room door looking like Cinderella with a stepmother.

He walked with his head down, as if he didn't dare to look people in the eye, for fear that his embarrassment would be seen.

She picked up her bag and found Lu Mingfei next to her still looking down at his phone.

He didn't come over to ask about her well-being as earnestly as before, nor did he care about the results of her interview, nor did he try to stand up for her like he did with Su Xiaoqiang...

For some reason, a sense of grievance and shame emerged in the girl's eyes.

But before she could get closer to see who the boy who obeyed her in everything was chatting with, Ye Sheng's voice came from behind her:
"Lu Mingfei."

"coming."

Lu Mingfei muted his phone and passed by Chen Wenwen.

He nodded slightly, without looking away, like an unfamiliar stranger.

(End of this chapter)