Chapter 7 Woman, you are playing with fire!

As the saying goes, food and fodder come first before troops move out. In order to venture into the martial arts world, one must be well prepared with money. The first thing Lu Mingfei did after leaving home was to go to the bank to withdraw money.

There was nothing he could do. The total amount of cash in his wallet was less than fifty yuan, which would only be enough for half a day's internet fee in the future.

After transferring the money in his passbook to his bank card and withdrawing another 1,000 yuan in cash, Lu Mingfei finally didn't have to worry about a photography enthusiast calling him for help after encountering a bad guy. He could only pay in installments to exchange for hero fragments.

There was a hotel next to the bank. Lu Mingfei expressed his willingness to stay there and successfully asked the front desk where there were any Internet cafes nearby.

It’s not that I’m addicted to the Internet, but that the data on my phone card is limited. If I want to check something, it’s best to go to an Internet cafe.

Real-name registration is required to surf the Internet, but there are few honest people running Internet cafes these days. Everyone uses a temporary card and can use the Internet as long as they want.

Holding a four-yuan iced black tea, Lu Mingfei habitually found a corner that was not visible to the surveillance camera and would not attract attention.

The first thing I do after turning on the computer is to open StarCraft. It has almost become a habit ingrained in me.

But he resisted the urge to recruit others to fight, and opened Baidu to search for information about Kassel College.

He was really curious about how a trust institution founded by a German in the United States became a famous private university in the United States.

There is not much information about Kassel College on the Internet. Most of the information emphasizes that it is rich and inhumane. It can be said to be the plus+max version of Shilan Middle School.

"This school is obviously full of noble children. How can they look down upon me?"

Lu Mingfei stared at the information on the screen and frowned, thinking: "Could it be that I am still a hidden young master?"

He had no expectations for his father. Although he could not be called a third-generation poor peasant, he was definitely not one of the powerful and wealthy classes.

The only possible person is his mother, Qiao Weini. Lu Mingfei has never seen any relatives from his mother's side of the family. It's possible that she is a daughter from some wealthy family and was tricked by his father into eloping for love.

But this was just his imagination after all. Now he, like his uncle and aunt, had no way of contacting them.

More than ten years have passed, and Lu Mingfei has been separated from his parents for most of his life. He certainly misses them, but reunion is not so imminent.

The only contact "Professor Guderian" in the mobile phone's business card folder is the key to the reunion of the family of three.

In his previous life, the other party was responsible for Lu Mingfei's living fund, and now he is responsible for his recruitment interviews.

If it was just a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence.

"I always feel that there are villains who want to harm me." Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, but did not rush to contact Guderian. Instead, he opened the Shilan Middle School forum.

Compared with his studies, he cares more about his good brother.

Based on the existing information, he deduced that he and Chu Zihang should have no intersection, so he first went to the campus forum where the other party's fanatical fans gathered to see if he could find any information about him.

Chu Zihang is a campus celebrity, even more Duanmu Lei than Hua Ze Lei.

Sometimes when he saw those girls fighting for his favor and even pulling each other’s hair, Lu Mingfei would suspect that he was actually living in a youth romance novel, and Chu Zihang was the protagonist who was doomed to be a romantic hero.

Fortunately, the other party went to study abroad with his childhood sweetheart after graduating from high school, which was in line with the trend of the aristocratic children of Shilan Middle School to go abroad to gild their resumes. He could directly search for studying abroad and relevant information would pop up.

Coincidentally, the first post about studying abroad is about Kassel College.

Someone posted a complaint: "I just received an interview invitation from Kassel College, but I didn't even send them an application for studying abroad."

Huh? I'm not the one?

I have never heard of anyone whose parents died in middle age in my previous life.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows and clicked on the post to find that there was more than one person who received the invitation letter from Kassel College.

"What a coincidence, me too."

"Add me in."

"This is the sadness of gold - I can't hide my brilliance. Even famous foreign universities have come to me. Being too good is my original sin!"

"Pretending to be awesome, huh? Li Ziming from Class 6 of Senior Grade 3, your mom gave you two slaps in the face and asked me to give them to you. Please stretch your face over here and receive them."

They were all unfamiliar IDs, but through their interactions with others, I could still tell that those who got interview invitations were all good prospects in the school.

But what does this have to do with Lu Mingfei? If it weren't for the complete set of review materials prepared by his good brother, he would have only been destined to go to a junior college.

Could it be that Kassel College also has an e-sports major?

Or did my parents use the college’s back door to get themselves on the interview list?

As he scrolled down thinking about it, a reply soon caught his attention:

"Hey, last year Chu Zihang went abroad to study, and it seems he went to a Chicago University fraternity school. Could it be this Cassel?"

This post involves the public enemy of all male students in Shilan Middle School. This guy should be at the top of the list of people to be killed. This post starts to go off track from this point.

The following content is either complaining about Chu Zihang, the damn winner in life, or being infatuated with the girl and hoping to get into Kassel College and go to school with her idol.

They are a perfect match made in heaven, so why should you monsters interfere?

Lu Mingfei snorted coldly, closed the post, took out his cell phone and called Professor Guderian.

Since his good brother was also in Kassel, and he was not the only one attending the interview, he didn't have to worry about any traps.

After all, China is a society ruled by law, and he is not a delicate and pretty boy who has to be rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment if he cuts his finger.

The call was connected almost immediately after it rang, and a slightly excited but trying to remain calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, are you Lu Mingfei's parents?"

Lu Mingfei: Σ(--) Something is wrong! I haven't even opened my mouth yet, how did you determine the identity of the caller? Secretly alert, Lu Mingfei deliberately answered in a rough voice: "Yes, I am Mingfei's uncle."

Based on his stereotype of Guderian, the other party should not be able to hear such a perfect disguise.

The person on the other end of the phone lived up to expectations and didn't notice anything unusual at all: "Haha, hello, hello, I'm Professor Guderian from Kassel College."

“Nice to meet you.” Lu Mingfei said in a subtle way, “As expected, the professor graduated from a prestigious university. Your identity was guessed before I even had the chance to introduce myself.”

"Haha, you're welcome." Guderian laughed heartily, and it was unclear whether he was pretending to be stupid or was really confused. He didn't even notice that he was testing him.

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You have to know that this is an Internet cafe, and the background sound is very diverse. If you pay a little attention, you can notice anything unusual.

However, the professor seemed to be in a hurry. After a brief greeting, he quickly got down to business and set the time and place for Lu Mingfei to attend the interview at Kassel College: the day after tomorrow at ten o'clock, Regent Hotel.

It is the most luxurious five-star hotel in the city, a global chain.

This was the Regent Hotel where Lu Mingfei stayed when he invited Brother Feng to travel.

The latter was also ridiculed online for wearing a vest, shorts and flip-flops when going downstairs to eat, so he was deeply impressed by this.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Mingfei leaned back in his chair, flipping the black cell phone back and forth between his fingers.

He originally wanted to look outside to see if he could find his wife on any major gaming platforms, but the phone call just now made him feel something was wrong.

The man's intuition and experience from his previous life told him that Kassel College was not the kind of formal institution that would respect personal privacy.

Maybe they are secretly monitoring his computer now, judging whether he meets the college's admission standards based on how long he spends playing games and whether he visits pornographic websites or watches violent movies.

Lu Mingfei does not have paranoid delusions, but after all, big data in later generations has arranged everything clearly for everyone, so he will naturally be on high alert.

But if they were really that powerful, then Guderian would definitely not be able to hide the fact that he bought a phone card and pretended to be his uncle.

Could it be that he is pretending too?

How come a good interview becomes as complicated as Mission Impossible?

Lu Mingfei comforted himself not to think too much, maybe everything was just a coincidence.

Looking at the posts that had been going on for who knows how many floors, he naturally used Chu Zihang as the search keyword, and a large number of various love confession posts popped up.

“Love-brained people are so scary.” Lu Mingfei was embarrassed and added another incident in the search bar, but there were no related posts.

Looking at the empty web page, he still felt a little uneasy and wanted to search whether a Maybach appeared in the accident caused by Typhoon "Dandelion" on July 3, 2004.

But before he could do anything, his phone dinged with a new message.

When he clicked on it, he found a big-faced cat avatar, and his friend nicknamed "Nono" invited him to cut a plate.

The other party looked like a girl, and Lu Mingfei had no interest in bullying female players.

Back then, he almost beat the Empress to retirement with his forehand and backhand tactics, and Brother Feng even advised him to be gentler.

“No time.”

After ten years of interstellar warfare, his heart had long been as cold as the armor of a storm battleship, and he refused without hesitation.

I'm busy trying to find differences with the world. What's fun about this crappy StarCraft?

"Nono" did not give up and sent another message: "Are you scared?"

"Provocation doesn't work on me." Lu Mingfei had seen through everything.

"You can't be that bad, can you?"

“…”

Woman, you are playing with fire! Lu Mingfei sat up straight and typed two words heavily: "Go to number."

(End of this chapter)