Lu Mingfei, why are you slaying dragons if you're not involved!

Chapter 159 The practice room is for playing the piano, not for romance! (Two chapters combined)

On the Night Watchers forum, several types of posts are most popular—

Professors' scandals, secret party histories, Principal Angers' huge business trip bills, and what various campus figures have done today.

According to Finger, the head of the press department at Kassel College, who is dedicated to exposing all of this to the light of day: "The common trait of humankind is a love of gossip, and our task is to uncover gossip!"

It was a little past 6 p.m. Beijing time, but it was a little past 2 a.m. in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, where the main campus of Kassel College is located. According to normal school data, the traffic should have been declining.

But firstly, the mixed-race students at Kassel College are all night owls, and secondly, it's winter break now... there are hardly any students at the school except for the staff!
These students come from all over the world, so the Night Watchers forum's traffic is always relatively balanced during winter and summer breaks, and there is no such thing as a "low traffic period".

As a result, tens of thousands of people in front of their computer screens simultaneously noticed this unusual post. They held their breath even before reading the title, a shared thought forming in their minds—

What level of gossip is this? The last similar thing was about the release of real photos of Professor Mannes Rundstedt's first love, who was in charge of teaching Magical Mechanics!

Because Professor Mans is an exam fanatic and takes attendance in every class, students who frequent the forum, whether they have graduated and are working or are still studying, have basically all suffered from it, so they are quite enthusiastic about it...

But what received the same treatment this time? Did Professor Mance rekindle his romance with his first love and get back together?
They looked closely.

Those Chinese characters entered their minds one by one, then were translated into their respective native languages, and their meanings were understood... and so the information was detonated, like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

The Night Watchers forum was in an uproar.

Of course, the S-class freshmen knew that the last S-class student at Kassel College was decades ago, and now that another one had finally emerged, they were naturally a hot topic.

However, many people who bought the $100 S-level data released by Fingel last time couldn't see any trace of S-level in this person named "Lu Mingfei"... Whether it was his appearance or his grades, he seemed very ordinary, or even worse than some ordinary people.

It is said that the S-level rating was given by Angers, the principal of Kassel College, who has an absolute reputation. Therefore, many people still believe in him and are prepared to wait and see.

But they never expected that the S-class students would get into a fight with Caesar before they even enrolled!

Who was Caesar Gattuso?
Heir to the Gattuso family, an Italian dragon-slaying clan; president of the student council at Kassel College; A-grade bloodline. His excellence can be described in one thing—

Before he enrolled, the Lionheart Society held a dominant position among student organizations at Kassel College. However, after he enrolled and became the student council president, the Lionheart Society was completely suppressed!
This suppression only improved and reached a stalemate when Chu Zihang, who was also an A-level student, entered the next cohort and was quickly promoted ahead of schedule by the Lionheart Society president, who then gave him complete power.

However, if we're being serious, Lionheart Club has such a long and deep foundation, so even if they were to draw with Caesar's student council under Chu Zihang's leadership, it could actually be considered a loss.

But now that the S-class has started fighting Caesar ahead of schedule... does this mean that the S-class is going to join the Lionheart Society?
If that's the case, then Lionheart Club is likely to receive an epic buff!
However, the point of this is a bit strange—what does it have to do with aesthetics?
Most students who can attend Kassel College come from well-off families, and even those who can't afford it often receive scholarships. And as bystanders, when faced with such juicy gossip, it's hard to resist sharing it.

Therefore, in just one minute, the number of people paying to watch this content on the post had already reached tens of thousands.

The post was very simple—Finger had compiled and summarized what Lu Mingfei had said on the Shilan Middle School campus forum and presented it here exactly as it was.

"How could someone who hasn't even enrolled in S-class do something like this? The poster, Fingel? I suspect you're deliberately trying to sow discord and create a hot topic to make money off of it!" someone questioned.

"Stop talking nonsense! I, Fingel, would never report fake news!"

Fingel replied, "This is direct evidence I obtained by infiltrating their campus forum."

"I don't believe it, I'll go see for myself..."

That person replied.

A moment later, he returned and posted an indignant message.

"Holy crap, you bastard, you actually added protection for them?"

Fingel crossed his legs smugly and typed leisurely.

"I, a proud and friendly international citizen, have discovered a vulnerability in their campus forum. Is there any problem with helping to fix it?"

"How to Be a Good Paparazzo - Rule #1": If you have the ability, firmly grasp the news source channels and have the only possible reporting opportunity to obtain the greatest benefits!
However, this sense of triumph did not last long.

Because a new comment quickly appeared below—

Susie: "@Nono"

Fingel's heart skipped a beat at the sudden knock on the door.

With a "click," the door lock opened.

Finger was not surprised to see the menacing Nono and the shokuyaki beside her. He then lowered his head and presented the computer, which was displaying the Shilan Middle School campus forum page, with both hands.

"Um... I'm just an information broker, this has nothing to do with me!"

"I'm not interested in this."

Nono pushed the computer back, her smile growing increasingly dangerous as she rubbed her fingers together.

"Since you're charging me for reporting gossip related to me..."

"I understand, I understand, 55! No, 64, you're 6, I'm 4... 73, 73 is fine, right? Typing also takes physical effort..."

Fingel's voice trailed off, but he still tried to sound assertive. "Then, 82? That's the limit I can accept!"

Have you seen Stephen Chow's "Hail the Judge"?

Nono suddenly brought up a seemingly unrelated topic.

“I haven’t seen it.” Fingel shook his head sharply.

"Oh, it's okay if you haven't seen it, I'll tell you. There's a line in it that goes something like this..."

Nono raised her right hand into a claw shape, then clenched it tightly.

"I want it all!"

……

"Nono, you're so smart. Now Fingel probably won't report anything about you anymore."

On the way back to the private room, Shudeya said with a gentle smile.

"I don't really care about that."

Nono opened her phone and glanced at the account and password that Fingel had asked her to send before she left, and said.

"I'm mainly annoyed that he strengthened the firewall, so I can't access the Shilan Middle School's campus forum anymore... That S-level gossip is quite interesting."

Shudeya was taken aback, thinking that if Fingel knew the real reason, he would probably cry.
"By the way, we don't have any detailed mission arrangements yet. Will we be free to do whatever we want after we arrive?" Nono asked casually.

"What... are you going to do? You can't do anything reckless!" Shudeya was startled.

"Just asking... something like that."

Nono glanced at Jiu Deyaji, "If Ye Sheng knew about your past, he'd be overjoyed, right? When are you two planning to get married? Is anyone not of marriageable age yet?"

Saketo Aki looked out the window, feeling somewhat dizzy, completely forgetting what had happened earlier.

……

As dusk settled outside the French windows, it served as both the curtain before daylight and the prelude to a vibrant night. The rows of buildings outside gradually blurred in the light, bathed in the vast and tranquil glow of the evening sky.

It was almost 7 p.m., and Lu Mingfei arrived at the music store a little early. "The sunset in winter, such a rare purplish-red..."

Lu Mingfei looked away.

"It's so beautiful."

“Yes…” Liu Miaomiao, who was standing next to him, nodded.

Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat, and a sentence popped into his mind as he spoke it aloud.

"I wasn't talking about the sunset."

The practice room fell silent for a moment, the girl's face turning even redder than the sunset outside the French windows. Those seven light, airy words seemed to come alive, rushing straight into her heart and bouncing joyfully around her.

Liu Miaomiao could clearly hear her heartbeat suddenly quicken. She didn't know how fast it was beating... probably to the point where she wanted to snuggle into the arms of the boy in front of her.

"Is this his 'revenge'?"

Liu Miaomiao thought to herself, recalling the note Lu Mingfei had sent her that morning that read, "Wait for me tonight."

"If so, please send more, the more the better!"

"what……"

Aunt Shan, who was eavesdropping in another room, moved her ears away, feeling a chill run down her spine.

She really wanted to rush in and interrupt, saying, "This practice room is for you to play the piano, not for you to flirt!"
But as the "strategist," she was "criticized" by her group of girlfriends during their usual get-together last night.

They said—

"Forget about whether it's free or not, Lu Mingfei is clearly a sensible kid, nothing will happen to him! Besides, what kind of terrible idea was that?"

Just stay focused on being a piano teacher. Your inaction is the biggest help you can give Liu Miaomiao. Don't hold her back and cause her to fall behind, then the game will be one-sided and ruin our enjoyment!

Aunt Shan was furious and immediately argued her case.

But among the group of aunties' best friends, Aunt Annie and Aunt EB both sided with Su Xiaoqiang. Chu Zihang's mother, Su Xiaoyan, remained a neutral bystander, only siding with Liu Miaomiao... She was all alone!
"How could this be? My idea was perfect! It's just that Miaomiao's opponent is too monstrous. It's not my fault..."

Although she was unwilling to admit defeat, Aunt Shanshan still listened to her group of girlfriends' opinions. This time, she didn't even show her face, but just planned to listen for a while.

I never expected the start to be so explosive.

"Is it really my problem?"

Aunt Shanshan left, somewhat doubting her own existence.

She doesn't want to eat dog food all day long here!
Inside the practice room, Lu Mingfei did not press his advantage.

Because the time was exactly seven o'clock—

[Warning, it's time for the [piano] segment...]

"Let's begin."

He gently pulled Liu Miaomiao, who had been standing still ever since she heard his words, and led her to sit down on the piano bench. Seeing that she still didn't seem to want to move, he reached out and touched her forehead, muttering something softly.

"You seem a little hot. Do you have a fever? Do you need to rest?"

Just as Liu Miaomiao was barely recovering from her dazed state and gathering her remaining troops to prepare for the powerful enemy, she was almost routed again by this smooth little combo.

Fortunately, the last two words "rest" worked—if that were the case, wouldn't today be over?
"I'm fine!"

Liu Miaomiao shook her head repeatedly, somewhat flusteredly flipping through the sheet music on the piano stand. "This is the complete sheet music. By the way, I haven't named this piece yet... Do you have any good suggestions?"

"ask me?"

Lu Mingfei wore a questioning look on his face, as if to say, "Are you serious?"

"I have a typical case of naming difficulties!"

She scratched her head.

"Do you think the theme of the piece I composed has anything to do with 'Nightmare'? That title is already awful, and now you want me to come up with a name for your piece..."

"I, mainly..."

As she was about to speak, Liu Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, but this hesitation only lasted a short time.

Even the most timid girl will become determined for the future she desires.

"This piece is my first composition. The story it tells... is about you and me."

she said softly.

"So, I hope you'll be involved in naming it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the practice room fell completely silent. Lu Mingfei stared at Liu Miaomiao, and at that moment, the pupils of her usually well-behaved eyes seemed to tremble; it was a tension that was almost tangible and overflowing.

In fact, Lu Mingfei already knew this.

His musical talent allows him to easily read the creator's original intention from the notes, and those emotional shifts represent the most fundamental meaning of the story.

Liu Miaomiao also knew that Lu Mingfei would understand.

Previously, the two were separated by a thin veil, but now the girl herself has broken through that veil.

"I……"

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath. An unavoidable worry flashed through his mind, one that had been lingering there for a while, but for which he had yet to find a solution—the Dragon World was very dangerous.

Zero was already a hybrid, and Su Xiaoqiang was about to become one as well; they both had at least the ability to protect themselves.

But what about Liu Miaomiao?
Can I completely protect her?
Previously, I could subconsciously procrastinate, but now, the time has come for this issue to have an answer.

This time, the decision to be made is different from the past, because if it is not done, Lu Mingfei will not only bear the consequences alone, but also Liu Miaomiao!

Lu Mingfei didn't think for long.

The transformation doesn't happen suddenly; it comes from a series of events, from small to large, from light to heavy... like forging iron with a hammer.

Even now, the divine weapon forged by lightning has begun to take shape.

Have you ever heard a song called "My Deskmate"?

He smiled and wiped away the long-awaited tears from the corner of the girl's eyes.

"The title 'You at the Front Desk' is too weird, let's just call it 'You at the Window' instead."

In this way, there's you, and there's me.

(End of this chapter)