Volume 1 Hello, Lu Mingfei Chapter 62 Blue Bird (IV)
"So if I fail the exam, I will be demoted?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of Finkel... He said that his F grade was as humble as the mule of a medieval serf. If I failed the exam and she also got an F, wouldn't this journey of studying abroad be ridiculous?
"The worst case scenario is that he is brainwashed and sent back home, because there have indeed been cases in the past where someone who was originally identified as a mixed-blood actually had a very thin bloodline and was no different from an ordinary person, and was completely unable to resonate with Long Wen. After considering it, the college funded his repatriation, and later that person was admitted to a good financial university and lived a good life, but he no longer had the opportunity to contact the real world." Guderian patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "This has nothing to do with you! How could an S-level person worry about such a trivial matter!"
"In fact, I'm quite worried that I might fail at the last minute..." Lu Mingfei raised her hand weakly.
She has never had much confidence in herself, and her best performance was in games. She still remembered that when Shilan Middle School organized a speech contest, Lu Mingfei was selected as a member of the literature club. She trained for this for a long time, and planned to quote Mr. Lin Yutang's famous saying at the beginning to show the style of the literature club.
On the day of the speech, she took the stage and started with this: "Dear leaders and classmates, hello everyone, I am Lu Mingfei from Class 1, Grade 3. The title of my speech is "Thank You". Mr. Lin Yutang once said that a wonderful speech should be like a miniskirt worn by a girl, the shorter the better."
At this time, it was reasonable to say that there should be knowing laughter and applause from the audience. Lu Mingfei paused here to wait for feedback from the audience, trying to please the audience with a smile. At this time, the vice-president, who was known for his pedantry, coughed in a low voice, and several students who wanted to laugh immediately fell silent. Even though it was Lin Yutang's original words, the vice-president did not like this uncivilized opening.
As a result, the entire auditorium fell silent, and thousands of eyes stared coldly at Lu Mingfei. The confidence that Lu Mingfei had built up with great difficulty was completely destroyed. She went from being a hero ready to accept applause to a prisoner who was despised by everyone for telling obscene jokes. She had no choice but to bow and say, "I'm not ready yet. I choose to abstain and withdraw."
I don't know which great man once said that building confidence may require a long period of training and preparation, but it only takes a moment to destroy a person's confidence. The ridicule, denial, and malice of others are often invisible swords that kill people without shedding blood.
That was the first time Lu Mingfei participated in a speech in her life, and perhaps it would also be the last time. The vice-principal probably didn't know that his cough could be so powerful. The delicate and sensitive little girl could be easily heartbroken by a slight movement.
In fact, everyone is such a fragile child. Some people are born to be eloquent and cheerful, and they can stand in public and move the hearts of thousands of people at any time. Some people are born to be humble introverts, who like to stand in the shadows to appreciate the beauty of the world, but there are always people who try to drive her out to the sun, saying that you should be as dazzling as those who stand on high places. Little do they know that this will make her gradually wither under the dazzling light, just like a completely dried small parasol mushroom, even if it is thrown into the water again, it will not recover the full and round luster when it was born.
So Lu Mingfei was not such a humble, cowardly and talkative girl before. She had many beautiful fantasies and many favorite stories. Her wild imagination left countless delicate chapters in her diary. But she had no one to share them with. The departure of her parents, the life of living under someone else's roof, and the experiences in school were all the things that made her what she is today.
She was very afraid of failure, no matter it was a big thing or a small thing. Professor Guderian's words of repatriation really scared her a little. What she cared about was not the life in Kassel, where everyone called her S-level and said she was great, but that if she went back to the past, she would become the girl who depended on others again. The princes and princesses of Shilan would point at her and say, "Look, the girl who was taken away by Ferrari to study in the United States has been sent back again. The Americans don't like her, and she has to repeat a grade and take the college entrance examination again!" Those who had been stepped on by her would be happy to write "SB" on her forehead, kick her into a corner and call a group of people to laugh at her, such as Zhao Menghua.
The girl named Lu Mingfei had no way out since the moment the plane landed in the United States. If she were asked to return to Shilan Middle School now, she would rather jump directly from the deportation plane into the Pacific Ocean.
"Relax! Have confidence in yourself!" Professor Guderian was still the same. He didn't understand the girl's mind at all and just kept bragging about the so-called S-level. Until now, Lu Mingfei didn't know what was so special about her that was worthy of this old man and even the whole academy praising her so much, wishing to blow her up to the sky and turn her into a bulging piece of bullshit.
Guderian took out a music box and placed it on the table. "Legend has it that in ancient times, the roar of the Black Dragon Emperor Nidhogg on the throne could pass through the ice fields and mountains and sweep across the continent. Wherever he went, the descendants of the dragon race came to worship him and the king and his people submitted to him. Later, a skilled craftsman recorded Nidhogg's roar in this music box. We found this box in the depths of the Arctic Ocean. After being repaired, it can even continue to be used. This record is the beginning of all Word Spirits, the first in the Word Spirit Sequence List, [Emperor]! Once you have heard this dragon text, you will understand why the S-level is unique!"
He fiddled with the box and prepared to play it. Lu Mingfei glanced at Chu Zihang quietly. Chu Zihang nodded to indicate that she should do as he was told. It seemed that his senior brother had experienced the same thing.
The music box began to play, and ancient syllables that Lu Mingfei had never heard of burst out from the depths of his mind. This strange way of pronunciation was like the low roar of a monster, turbid and hoarse, but mixed with the majesty of a king, like the vicissitudes of the church bell. Lu Mingfei seemed to be able to see the ancient emperor, who was hanging high on a throne carved out of ice, looking up to admire the country he ruled from a high place, and announcing his existence to the world with this poetic singing.
"Praise the awakening of my king. Destruction is rebirth." Professor Guderian explained that after being translated into modern language, this dragon text is very short, but there are at least dozens of syllables played in a loop in the music box. This complex language system is different from any human language known today.
It sounds like wonderful praise, but Lu Mingfei thinks that the dragon on the throne does not seem so happy. The unreachable position also means that no one can keep him company. The lonely time for thousands of years has remained the same. No matter it is dawn or night, there is always only a lonely shadow on the high mountains of the ice field, wandering alone above the shadows of the clouds.
"Look, this is S-level strength!" Professor Guderian was very surprised. In his opinion, Lu Mingfei's sluggishness meant that she had entered a state of resonance with Long Wen.
"This song is so unpleasant. Does Nidhogg have a broken throat? Can dragons also have chronic pharyngitis?" Lu Mingfei came to her senses and curled her lips.
"You didn't understand?" Professor Guderian was stunned.
"I just think it's similar to when I listen to Korean songs. I can't understand the meaning anyway, but Nidhogg doesn't say smida this or smida that..." Lu Mingfei said carefully, "At least it sounds better than Korean."
Professor Guderian stopped talking and fell into deep thought, as quiet as the famous thinking statue.
"What's wrong with him?" Lu Mingfei leaned close to Chu Zihang and whispered to him.
"You don't understand the dragon language, which is strange." Chu Zihang explained, "The Emperor Word Spirit is the word spirit that Nidhogg uses to rule his descendants. The reverence for the dragon language is passed down through the blood of the dragon race. Any dragon hybrid should react to this emperor's word spirit."
"I really just thought that there was someone singing, and the level was not that good..." Lu Mingfei looked innocent. If she had known earlier, she should have learned more about it in advance so that she could act like a normal person. "Brother, how did you feel when you heard it?"
"The great emperor is calling on his descendants. Those who disobey will die under the king's wrath. This is a fear that I rarely feel, a fear that comes from the depths of my heart. Although I know clearly that the owner of the Word Spirit no longer exists, his majesty will not dissipate no matter how many years have passed, as if it will be reborn tomorrow."
Lu Mingfei tried to find some traces of acting on Chu Zihang's face, to prove that he and Professor Guderian were either insane together, or they were in collusion to tease her. But the senior brother's face was always as calm as water, rarely fluctuating. Lu Mingfei could see the hair on his face clearly, but Chu Zihang was still in meditation mode like an old monk.
"Really?" Lu Mingfei still didn't quite believe it.
"Really? If you come closer to me, we'll kiss." Chu Zihang calmly moved his chair back to avoid having an intimate contact by accident.
Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses. When she was unconscious, she was already very close . Their intimate movements of whispering were like some silly couple who were in love with each other. The ends of her hair even hung on his shoulders. Chu Zihang must have been able to smell the cherry-scented shampoo she had just used tonight.
In fact, it is more than just shampoo. In Chu Zihang's perspective, the girl with the rose-red headband is radiant and looks much better than before. I still remember Lu Mingfei in Shilan Middle School always wore two hairpins and old-fashioned black-framed glasses. Now, after throwing away those, her hair is longer than before. The single ponytail gives her a feeling of vitality. She will look at you seriously when you talk, and her slender eyelashes are like flying bird wings. She will also carefully peek at your expression and make a suitable response next time, but she thinks you don't know. When she smiles, she occasionally purses her lips silently, like a little girl, but in fact, she feels like a little fox who succeeded and secretly feels proud, full of little thoughts.
Time can always easily change a person, whether it is himself or his friends. Chu Zihang suddenly felt a little comforted for some reason. He is the kind of guy who will feel happy when he sees others getting better. Lu Mingfei is not a very important person to him, but the two of them have had moments of life and death together.
To this day, the nightmare on the viaduct is still a demon in Chu Zihang's heart that he has not overcome. Every night before going to bed, he would recall every detail of that nightmare. His mother remarried a long time ago, of course she didn't care about that man . The guy who had no skills and could only drive loved to sit at a roadside stall at night and eat braised large intestines and grilled chicken wings. If such a person left the world, not many people would remember him, so Chu Zihang must not forget him, otherwise there would be no place for him in this world anymore.
But the man was actually really awesome. He only threw away his mediocre performance at the very last moment, and stood up like a lion or tiger, challenging the fighting god in the sky.
On many sleepless nights, Chu Zihang would return to the Maybach that he would never forget in his dreams. The more he thought about it over and over again, the more deeply Lu Mingfei's face was impressed on him. Sometimes, Chu Zihang did not dream of his father, but instead dreamed of Lu Mingfei saying loudly to him, "Senior brother, you can't go back. Who will remember him if you die?"
"I'm sorry." Lu Mingfei apologized with a red face and a mosquito-like hum. She sat back obediently, put her hands on her knees and tightened her shoulders, like an elementary school student who was afraid of being called by the teacher in class.
This is what it means to like someone. You will get closer to him unintentionally or subconsciously. When you see something interesting, you will think of sharing it with him. On a rainy day, you will look out the window with your chin in your hand, wondering if that person under the same sky is doing the same thing as you. You will also call him when you are bored, and when the call is connected, you will not say anything, but just smile and ask, "Hey, what are you doing?"
This is the poetic feeling of a girl, the sour and sweet taste of strawberry. Even if I haven't confessed my love to him, I still like it very much. Every time we are together, I just want to spend more time like this. But I am afraid that his eyes will stay on me for too long. I will wonder if my hairstyle is not well taken care of today, or if there are wrinkles on my clothes. I will pick at the ends of my hair with my fingers, hiding my little uneasiness where he can't see.
How can a boy understand? How can a steely man like my senior brother know? Therefore, the feeling of admiration can only be a wish that cannot be seen in public. The person who has a crush on someone is like a sneaky groundhog. As long as they can sit together and eat and chat like now, they are satisfied. They are afraid that if they take a step closer, they will be rejected, because that will also lose the current opportunity.
Hello? Brother, I actually like you very much! Did you know that?
Lu Mingfei did not look up at Chu Zihang's face, but whispered quietly in her heart, as if in this way the biggest secret in the world would be known by the gods, and they would send down light from the sky to favor the girl's heart.
