Dragon 2: Pupil of the Mourner

"Castle College does not belong to ordinary people. Nono said, Castle Academy is another road in life, step on this fork in the road, the door of the past life is closed, can only go forward ...... can not go back to the human place.

You already have a sword in your hand, then prepare to fight.

Stamp the emblem of gold on your collar, arm yourself with the huge overdraft limit of your black card, and order those stout men as road commissioner to take this luxurious sedan to have the most expensive dinner with your crush of the year.'

Panamera turned onto the elevated road, the two people in the car again into the state of no words to say.

"Brother, you drive well." Lu Mingfei complimented rawly, trying to break the uncomfortable atmosphere.

The company's main goal is to provide a good solution to the problem and to make sure that the company can provide a good solution to the problem. Lu Mingfei felt that he probably misunderstood what Chu Zhang had just said, and regretted his impatient attitude just now, the task to complete must rely on the chairman of the "deputy" to give strength. If Chu Zhang abandoned him in anger, the road commissioner this job even be completely smashed.

Chu Zhang has not said a word about the details of the mission so far, as if he was purely a driver. But he drove very well, purely manual mode, the control gears of the hand flying changes, never dragging. That posture of having things all under control in your hands carries a sense of beauty like there will be swarms of butterflies flying out of your fingers.

"My father taught me," Chu Zhang seemed to not expect Lu Mingfei to talk about this, froze for a moment, and then said, "Happy birthday."

"Oh oh." Lu Mingfei hurriedly nodded and harped, "Received a text message from senior brother, moved to bubble."

"Birthday not to go out to dinner? Change the toilet seat?" Chu Zhang took a look at the dick on Lu Mingfei's knee.

"I'm not born to my aunt, it's normal for her not to remember." Lu Mingfei is not complaining, he thinks so. It seems that he has not had a birthday, this fate can not blame the government, who called his parents unreliable.

The topic is a hundred times better than the previous one, and there seems to be a little more harmony between the two people. "How do you usually spend your birthday, brother?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Chu Zhang thought about it, "home party, cake, gifts, garden party, photo, dinner, travel ...... every year is about the same."

Lu Mingfei spit out his tongue, said big brother you still want what? For your birthday launch a moon spacecraft, on the surface of the moon to write "Chu Zhang young master happy birthday"?

"Do you like Italian food?" Chu Zhang asked.

"Never eaten it." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"Cheese, pizza, fried chicken, steak, macaroni or whatever, Italian food is the predecessor of French food, focus on the original flavor, like to use olive oil, black olives, dry white cheese, tomatoes, spices, and marsala wine seasoning, their air-dried meat and salami is very good."

Lu Mingfei didn't know the meaning of the topic and nodded, "I like meat."

"Well," Chu Zhang nodded and switched on the car Bluetooth, "is Aspasia restaurant? I would like to make a reservation for two tonight ......"

"Sir I'm sorry, we have a package tonight." The female manager's voice was gentle and firm.

"Fully booked?" Chu Zhang frowned, "Can we add seats?"

"I'm sorry, the Black Prince Group is holding a wedding banquet tonight, Mr. Chen's son's big day, sorry not to receive casual customers." The female manager did not leave room for error, "I'm sorry, you try another family."

Chu Zhang held the phone and was silent. Black Prince Group is a local taxpayer, government-supported enterprise, the boss is often on the front page of the evening newspaper and appeared as a bust of the man of the hour, the new mayor has to go to take the initiative to pay a visit. Of course, for people like Chu Zhang, who was educated by the elite in Kassel and whose face was full of "dominance" when he took off his black super, these were not worthy of awe. The problem was that Mr. Black - Chu Zhang always referred to him as the owner of the Black Prince Group - was a big customer of Chu's father's business, and the two families had dealings with each other from time to time. ...Chu Zhang scratched his eyebrows and was a little wary. Everyone has a soft spot, and Chu Zhang is no exception.

"Brother, you still have to hang yourself on a crooked tree ......" Lu Mingfei suggested in a low voice, "change the restaurant can not?"

"Booked for a friend, already made an appointment, not good to change." Chu Zhang pondered for a moment.

He popped up a figure in his head ...... Cassell College's "overbearing" is not the only one, he is not the most lawless, and to suppress the ground snake, should be looking for the kind of unreasonable foreign dragon!

He dialed another number, "Fingal, are you at the computer? I'll send you a text message with the content ......"

The Nightwatchman discussion forum, originally just an internal forum of Castle College for students to gossip, ask about class schedules, and comment on the current pretty girls ...... gradually became popular and became known as the Castle College self-help life treasure trove, with tarot masters posting in the morning to calculate today's fortune, people begging for class notes in the morning, and people cursing at noon The cafeteria's pork knuckles were getting worse and worse, and in the afternoon some of the people who had just woken up started organizing evening parties, and at night the anonymous discussion forum was crowded with proud men and women pouring out their love experiences with their faces covered. After the official establishment of the Ministry of Information, Minister Fingal is known as the king of the campus paparazzi, claiming to hold the righteousness of journalists, all reasonable should not be exposed to the sun. So professor gossip, secret party history, and even principal Ange's large business trip bill can be found in this discussion forum, as long as willing to dig deeper into those sections of the post.

So far, every graduate of Cassell College retains the same id as that year, resident not to go, although some of them join the archaeological team in some shitty place to excavate the dragon relics, some join the executive department in Europe to carry out secret missions, but as long as the leisure can Internet will be the first time to connect to the night watchman discussion forum, feel the warmth of home and ... ...the spirit of gossip.

It was late at night, U.S. time, and access was at its peak, with tens of thousands of people posting on various discussion forums and brushing up the board, with white instant messages popping up one by one on the pitch-black interface.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous white message was brushed red! This is very rare, ordinary users can not do it, only the administrator background operation. Immediately afterward, this red message surpassed all messages floating upwards and was placed on top!