Chapter 36 I shed blood for the academy, I want to see the principal!
"There is an old Chinese saying that failure is the mother of success. Don't blame yourself."
A chat user with the ID Sonic sent a message to comfort Nono who failed the mission.
The red-haired girl lay on the bed, her face calm but she didn't show much sadness or self-blame: "It's my fault this time. I didn't expect him to be so difficult to deal with."
Sonic comforted him, "Look at it from a bright side. If he refuses to enroll, it will save us a lot of trouble, right?
The principal has been arguing with the old man from Gattuso's family recently, and it is estimated that he will not be able to spare time to go to China to meet with S-level in the short term. "
“This is an S-class, not an ordinary A-class like ours. Maybe the principal will come directly in his Gulfstream G550 to drop by.
Is Chu Zihang's mission over? If he has time, maybe the principal will send him to China to persuade Lu Mingfei."
Nuo Nuo clicked send and switched to the interstellar channel and found that Lu Mingfei still hadn't shown up. Only the guy named Lao Tang was teaching him the secrets.
He seemed to really think that he defeated Lu Mingfei by brute force, and was very proud of himself for several days.
"Chu Zihang's mission will probably take some time. Yesterday, when he was chasing his target, he accidentally blew up a drug lord's factory. He should be being hunted by the Mexican drug lord now."
“It’s exciting.”
"When will you be back?"
"I don't know, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow." Nono shook his head indifferently, "Professor Guderian changed his flight to Russia. After what happened, I don't think he would dare to let me act alone again. I guess he will let me go back to school earlier."
"Well, I'll wait for you to come back."
After the chat, Nuonuo logged out of Lu Mingfei's QQ and found that she was not deleted as a friend this time. Was he waiting for her to repent and apologize sincerely?
The red-haired girl turned over and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling with her dark red eyes.
Lu Mingfei said so many unpleasant things today. Under normal circumstances, with her temper, she should have just picked up the red wine on the table and poured it on his face to end the unpleasant dinner, or refuted every word with a contemptuous tone.
But this mission did not allow her to act so recklessly.
"I occasionally see a familiar shadow in you, very similar to the loser in the mirror when I was thirteen years old."
The words Lu Mingfei said before he left came to mind again.
Nuonuo inexplicably recalled the first time she saw Lu Mingfei's information. The first thought that flashed through her mind was not why this guy was so unlucky and useless, but a faint sense of familiarity.
She seemed to have seen somewhere that kind of predicament where a man was struggling to survive in a depressing and even somewhat oppressive environment, with everyone around him disliking him and thinking he was a nuisance.
Later, when I was looking at the clouds through the airplane window, I suddenly remembered that I had gone through the same thing when I was a child.
After her mother, the only person who loved her, passed away, everyone in the family disliked her, and she also disliked them.
Is it because she was willful and capricious when she was a child and excluded everyone by herself, so she is disgusted by the way Lu Mingfei degenerates and flatters others?
Is that why he has a natural sense of superiority when dealing with Lu Mingfei, thinking that he can lend him a hand and save him from his miserable and difficult ordinary life, thus gaining a little fanboy?
But after actual contact, she found that everything this guy showed was fake.
His disguise was too perfect. From beginning to end, he was never really crushed by the pressure from all sides. He just hid himself quietly with Guang Tongchen.
Therefore, when she appeared with the mentality of being the savior of the loser, but found out that the loser didn't need her help at all and could easily handle everything by just showing a little bit of his edge, she felt such a huge gap in her heart.
She was such a proud person, but she needed external intervention to escape from that cage-like home. How could he...
"Everyone has a stubborn kid in their heart, but I have come out of it. What about you?"
Thinking of that guy's nonchalant attitude and his sense of superiority, as if he had already seen through her, Nuonuo couldn't help but punch the pillow, gritting his teeth and said viciously:
"I walked out a long time ago!"
…
"He really said that?"
"How could I lie to you about something so important?"
Listening to the lifeless voice on the phone, Professor Guderian scratched his head irritably. He now felt like a fool who picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons, losing the big picture while focusing on the small.
And he was even more miserable because he had already thrown the watermelon before he even saw the sesame seeds.
"Anyway, you can send someone to contact the Russian freshman. I have to calm Lu Mingfei down first. Young people nowadays are very impulsive. I heard from Norma that he beat up a classmate today.
I’m really worried that Nuonuo won’t be able to sleep at night and will try to trick Mingfei into giving him away, and then smuggle him directly to the United States.”
It was obvious that Professor Guderian was a little too excited, and his words were mixed with strong regret: "I shouldn't have mentioned that to her. No matter what, she would kidnap Lu Mingfei and take him to the United States. It must be because of what I said that she took more extreme measures."
"Okay, I'll make other arrangements for the Russian recruitment task. Do you have any recommendations?"
"Please let Finkel go if possible. The school year is about to end, but he still hasn't completed enough credits to graduate."
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Professor Guderian couldn't help but feel a little headache when he mentioned his student whose retention period was much longer than that of an ordinary person: "It's just right to let him come to China after completing the mission. I think he should be able to play with Lu Mingfei."
"Fingal..." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, with only the sticky breathing sound like a broken bellows: "Okay, let's go with him."
Professor Guderian breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then asked tentatively, "And what about the principal..."
"I'll tell him."
After hanging up the phone, Professor Guderian sighed and made another call, wanting to give some instructions.
At the same time, far across the ocean in Illinois, the United States, in a dormitory building in District 1 of an aristocratic private university in the suburbs of Chicago.
In a dormitory that was as dirty and messy as a doghouse, the crisp but not loud ringtone of a cell phone was echoing quietly.
The cell phone, buried under a pile of what looked like garbage, rang three times intermittently, each time lasting for a minute, but it still failed to wake up the big man with a messy hair who was snoring loudly on the bed.
A few minutes later, the dormitory door was kicked open from the outside. The loud noise of the door hitting the wall finally woke up the big man on the bed.
He bounced his upper body up like a grizzly bear doing sit-ups and looked toward the door with sleepy eyes.
Before he could even ask who the man was, two burly school workers rushed in. One of them grabbed his arm and pulled him away from his bed, then started to drag him out of the dormitory as if he were a death row prisoner.
"Wait, what are you doing? Hey guys, look carefully, this is the boys' dormitory, the girls' dormitory is not on this floor!"
"Yes, I'm looking for you."
"You're looking for me? What do you mean? My gambling scandal was exposed?
Wait, let me put my pants on! I don't want to walk around in front of the whole school!
Hilfe! Help! The school staff is forcibly snatching men from the people! Let me go, I have shed blood for the college and I have sold my life for the executive department! I want to see the president, I want to see Professor Schneider!
Disciplinary Committee, please help, someone is forcing students to be naked in public... wuwuwuwuwuwuwu!"
The shrill wails echoed throughout the dormitory area, but were soon reduced by artificial noise, and the early morning in Kassel returned to silence.
(End of this chapter)