Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 199 Angers' Speculation, Interviewer Lu Mingfei (10k)

"Since we're already here, let's visit that professor while we're at it."

Lu Mingfei suggested,
"What was his name again? Oh, Guderian, right... Is he being held captive in this outpost?"

On his way here, Lu Mingfei learned about the troublesome actions of Kassel College and highly praised Su Xiaoqiang and Nuwa for their quick thinking and response.

They should be arrested immediately!

"Row."

Nuwa readily agreed.

It's time to take a break... After leaving the monitoring room, instead of having the training ground renovated and tidied up, Lu Mingfei expressed his desire to further observe Erii's 'trial'.

On one hand, I wanted to try to see if I could further 'spiritually perceive' the last core dragon rune, and on the other hand, it was a good opportunity to complete the 'death' dragon rune.

Finally, as Nuwa suggested, Erii should try 'Judgment' more often, and gradually master the various characteristics of this Word of Power through continuous use. The phrase 'practice makes perfect' applies to any field.

Erii is currently like a poor student, so naturally she should believe that hard work can make up for lack of talent. Although Lu Mingfei, as her 'guardian,' seems unable to do this himself, it's not difficult to teach a child to work hard.

So... they spent another half a day messing around in the ruins of the original training ground.

At first, Erii was enjoying it.
But now she's so tired she's practically spitting out bubbles, and even though Nuwa keeps using her words to help her recover her strength, it's no use.

For the first time, she realized that running away to play wasn't as fun as she thought.

After a while.

Let the three of them take Erii to the lounge to eat snacks.

Lu Mingfei went alone to the room where Guderian was being held.

Although it's called 'detention,' the treatment isn't actually that bad; it might even be a bit better than the Regent Hotel.

Inside the spacious and bright VIP business suite,

Guderian wore thick glasses, his hair was white, his clothes were rough, and his trousers were baggy, but he looked exceptionally energetic.

When Guderian was arrested at the Regent Hotel, his communication devices were confiscated, but he did not appear anxious. Instead, he sat at the desk in his room, reading a book with a white cover and red lettering.

To be honest, at first glance, he really does look like an old scholar.

The premise is to ignore the book title... "The Devaluation of Academic Credentials: The Experiences of Three Harvard Professors" is written by a few letters plus "John," and it feels like the kind of cheap reading material that you'd find on a hotel lobby bookshelf.

"Guderian, Word of Power: Heavenly Evolution, B-rank bloodline, combat strength 14... favorability 4?"

Lu Mingfei subtly withdrew his gaze.

A gentle knock on the door brought Guderian's attention back.

"Hello."

"You... Hi!"

As expected, he wasn't a hybrid skilled in combat. It wasn't until someone knocked on the door that Guderian reacted.

The old professor adjusted his glasses, and after seeing who it was, his gaze instantly became incredibly ardent, like a thirsty beggar seeing bread or a beautiful woman.

"Lu Mingfei! You are Lu Mingfei!"

"it's me."

Lu Mingfei was not surprised that Guderian could speak Chinese; Chinese was widely taught at Kassel College.

But he had to avoid Professor Guderian's gaze.

If it were a young and pretty girl, he might feel refreshed by such a gaze, and then politely apologize, saying that he already has some girlfriends.

But Guderian was a masculine old professor, with a sloppy suit, baggy trousers, and hair that hadn't been styled in ages. It was hard to imagine that this man came from the elite Kassel College... Not to mention the outstanding young talents like Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng, he was completely different from that flamboyant old guy Angers. He might even smell a bit bad...

One second later.

The bear-like figure suddenly pounced.

"Haha, I've finally met the real person!"

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched as he dodged Guderian's embrace.

"Professor Guderian...please calm down."

Professor Guderian's face was beaming with joy upon their first meeting.

This old professor seems completely unaware of his own position; after greeting him, he opened his arms wide and tried to hug him without any warning.

No...did Guderian think he was there to pick him up?

"Okay, okay, calm down, yes, I'm very calm!"

Guderian's failed embrace did not faze him; instead, he became even more enthusiastic, as if he were the host of the house.

"Come in, please come in, have a seat."

There was only one chair in the room. Guderian looked around for a moment, then dragged out the chair he had just been sitting on, and happily sat down on the bed.

"I'm not sitting down. I'm here to ask you a few questions." Lu Mingfei stood still.

"Ask away, ask away! I'll answer everything I know!"

Professor Guderian's eyes lit up, and he scratched his head with delight.

Why did you come to Binhai?

Lu Mingfei suppressed his embarrassment and asked. At this moment, he completely believed Nuwa's assessment. This Professor Guderian was burly and looked quite like a 'professor,' but he was indeed... a little off-track, a bit... well.

"Come recruit students!" Guderian answered instantly.

“But according to the treaty signed between the Orthodox and the Secret Party, the Orthodox will be fully responsible for domestic student recruitment starting this year. Your recruitment in Binhai this time has exceeded the limit,” Lu Mingfei said.

"Uh……"

Guderian finally looked a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I only just found out about this myself... No wonder they didn't assign me an admissions assistant this year."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but cover his face.

No, is this old man being isolated? He looks so pitiful.

He finally understood why, even though the people from Kassel had crossed the line, Nuwa didn't chop Guderian into mincemeat after sending people to arrest him. Imagine, if such a white-haired and somewhat dull old man were staring at you expectantly, would you still have the nerve to beat him to death?

"So who sent you?" Lu Mingfei continued.

"Principal Ange!"

Guderian continued to answer instantly, his gaze towards Lu Mingfei growing increasingly expectant.

"Originally, I was paying attention to you, but recently Principal Angers suddenly said that Su Xiaoqiang has the potential to become a mixed-race person, and asked me to try to do the admissions work."

“However, I’ve read the information. Although Su Xiaoqiang has a family history, she herself is definitely an ordinary person. I suspect that he wants to use the pretext of inviting Su Xiaoqiang to invite you to Kassel College!”

"..."

Lu Mingfei covered his face again.

Guderian is truly open and honest! He sold out Angers completely right off the bat!

After such a straightforward set of punches, Lu Mingfei was too embarrassed to say anything.

So, he was just used as a pawn by Angers.

But why do you keep looking at me like that gluttonous look you have when you're looking at a roast chicken? I never said I was going to Kassel College!

Hey, wait?
Something seems off...

"You said that Principal Angers thought Su Xiaoqiang had the potential to become a mixed-race person?" Lu Mingfei suddenly asked.

"Yes, those are the exact words!"

Why does he think that?

“I don’t know about that.” Guderian looked puzzled. “I just think this judgment is very unscientific…”

Lu Mingfei interrupted, asking, "When was 'a while ago'?"

"Around the end of last month?"

Guderian scratched his head. "It was around the end of March or the beginning of April, I think."

"Late March or early April?"

Lu Mingfei raised his eyes, a hint of wariness creeping into his gaze.

Something seems really wrong!

This was around the time he arrived in Japan... Then he met the potato chip girl who was waiting for him, and through the [Deep Intelligence Extraction Permission], he comprehended the truth of the [Fate Contract].

One of the abilities of the 'Contract of Fate' is to rewrite bloodlines.

In the period leading up to my return to China,

Lu Mingfei has been considering the feasibility of rewriting Su Xiaoqiang's bloodline through a 'contract of fate'.

But why did Angers immediately think that Su Xiaoqiang had the potential to become a mixed-race person?

What is this old man playing now?

“Professor Gu, you have a way to contact Principal Angers, right?” Lu Mingfei stared intently at Guderian.

"Yes, of course."

Guderian said repeatedly, frantically patting his pockets, his expression turning somewhat embarrassed, "Uh, sorry, they took my phone..."

This scene is just like being trapped in enemy territory and letting down the intelligence agent who is your inside accomplice.

Lu Mingfei covered his face for the third time, unable to resist reminding him:

"Stop talking about 'them' and 'we'... Get this straight, I'm one of them."

……

After a while,
Lu Mingfei brought back Guderian's cell phone after going out.

Given Lu Mingfei's status and position, getting back Guderian's phone and restoring his contact with the outside world would be no problem for him. He could even give an order to release Guderian without anyone saying anything.

Guderian grabbed his phone, immediately opened his contacts, and dialed Angers' number.

"beep--"

"beep--"

However, just like when Nuwa tried, the other party was always unable to connect.

“I can’t get through,” Guderian said sheepishly.

Lu Mingfei was at his wit's end.

I thought Kassel College would have some kind of internal communication method... but it turns out they just use phone calls?

When I was in Japan, I was worried that Mai Shutoku would end up like in a classic police drama, where she discovers the truth, doesn't tell me over the phone, but invites me to meet somewhere, only to find out that the informant has already been killed by the murderer when I get there.

But unexpectedly, this extremely intellectually insulting operation was replicated on Angers?

Could it be that Old Deng hinted for so long but then got caught and killed by the Holy Palace Medical Association?
Or are they deliberately ignoring the phone?

It’s so outrageous!
"Forget it."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand listlessly, "As long as Principal Angers is happy."

"And what about me?" Guderian stood up excitedly.

"...As long as you're happy."

……

hours ago.

Bank of Rome, Italy

A hidden room deep underground.

"Alright, Angers, there's absolutely no one who can eavesdrop here."

Frost walked ahead expressionlessly, his voice extremely low.

"So wary? Frost, have you discovered something recently? About dragons?"

Angers followed closely inside, observing the room's layout with great interest... Isolating metal walls, a signal jammer on the open, and an electromagnetic pulse gate at the door—no storage device could function here, and even a recording device that used a natural magnetic field, like a seashell, would be destroyed.

"A room of this caliber would be big enough to discuss the sale of nuclear weapons, wouldn't it?"

Angers looked around and asked, "Is your Gattuso family secretly buying nuclear weapons?"

"None of your business, Angers."

Frost said, "I canceled that meeting not to discuss nuclear weapons with you."

"Alright, then please begin your performance."

Angers shrugged.

The Bank of Rome was formed by the merger of three very old banks: Cassadi Risparmiodi Roma, Bancodi Santo Spirito, and Bancodi Roma. The Gattuso family owned two of them, so the Bank of Rome was essentially a Gattuso family business. It holds one-third of the world's monetary gold and also houses the EU's central data center, making it extremely secure and confidential.

Naturally, there would be no tea in such a room.

“No performance, no signs of unusual dragon activity.” Frost sat down, closed the control door, and left only the two of them in the room.

"So you... want to talk to me about the Gattuso family?" Angers asked, feigning ignorance.

"After the incident involving the legitimate Chen family, I conducted a private investigation and found that all of the Gattuso family's institutions are operating normally."

Frost's voice was devoid of emotion. "There's a problem, but it's within the bounds of what's acceptable. It's a minor issue like corruption; such problems exist everywhere in the world. I've already dealt with it."

"Then why did you call me here? You don't think I'm in your way and are planning to kill me, do you?"

Angers spoke casually, his left hand always hidden in his sleeve, gripping a folding knife with a pointed tip made of the Philosopher's Stone. A hint of seriousness flickered in the depths of his nonchalant gaze.

“I hate you, Angers, but you’re overthinking it.”

Frost shook his head: "I want to ask you, have you made any special discoveries during your time in Europe, in Italy?"

“If you didn’t notice, how could I possibly have?” Angers laughed.
"Isn't Italy your Gattuso family's territory? What, are you, the Gattuso family's top general, starting to doubt your own family?"

"Ah."

Frost also gave a cold laugh.
"Of course I trust my family, but that doesn't mean I'll blindly follow them. Gattuso is a large family, and a family and a few individuals within it cannot be equated, can they?"

"Moreover, just because I haven't discovered it doesn't mean you can't discover it."

“I have held Pompeii’s seat on the board of directors for thirteen years. I always thought I had great power and was well aware of everything about the college. But in reality, I have always been an ‘outsider’, haven’t I? No matter how much I fight you for control of the college and repeatedly audit your expenses, the structure of Kassel College is like an onion. I can never reach the core layer… Even Pompeii knows more than I do.”

Whenever this topic comes up, Frost can't help but feel a surge of anger.

In particular, Pompeii was asked for relevant documents more than once, but Pompeii did not hand them over because of reasons such as, "Are you referring to the small pieces of paper that the board of directors gave me when they met?", "I folded some of them into paper boats", and "I can't distinguish which ones are the core secrets, and there are too many to remember them all".

But at this moment, Frost tried his best to remain calm. He knew that what he was about to say was so important that he had to speak alone with his 'political enemy' in this place.

"How could you think like that?"

Angers looked a little embarrassed. "Actually, you're very important. Every time you do the accounting, I feel like I'm losing my hair."

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. This isn't the board of directors; it's just the two of us here. I don't want to comment on your misuse of public funds here, because it won't make a difference."

Frost snorted. "Tell me your view of the Gattuso family."

Angers scratched his gray hair, scrutinizing Frost as if assessing his stance.

Frost was also sizing him up, and the two of them scrutinized each other.

He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"You just mentioned a very small number of individuals... You don't mean you suspect Pompeii, do you? You think there's something wrong with him?"

"Pompeii..."

Frost's expression was gloomy. "He's just a perfectly normal playboy, afraid of death, loves women, and gets a medical check-up every year. I've seen his reports and mental evaluation."

“Is it abnormal because it’s too normal?” Angers asked tentatively.

“No, he’s perfectly normal. Aside from being mentally challenged, there’s nothing wrong with him.” Frost looked directly into Angers’ eyes. “From a human standpoint.”

"Okay, I agree with you."

Angers sighed, his expression as if he were reminiscing about the past.

When Pompeii was on the board of directors, he had dealt with him quite a bit. Pompeii was a very capable guy and a ruthless dragon slayer. His reasoning was that if the human world were to perish, would he want to deal with a mother dragon wearing a fur coat and short skirt?
At that time, Angers and Pompeii formed a good friendship.

It wasn't until after he had children that Pompeii gradually withdrew from the front lines. He believed that Caesar was the new leader of the Gattuso family and would definitely do a better job than him... Of course, Angers was more inclined to think that Pompeii was just being lazy.

He focused solely on picking up girls, living a carefree life like a madman.

But Angers believes that if something serious happens, this man will definitely be the first to step forward.

He was able to sense Pompeii's ambition to end the era of dragons.

Instinctively, a sense of trust arose towards Pompeii.

"So, who do you suspect?"

Angers' gaze turned serious.

……

"We have the results for the case of Neo the boar that you asked me to investigate last time."

Binhai, the group left the Zhou family stronghold located in the southern suburbs.

Nuwa handed over a set of documents.

"How's the situation?" Lu Mingfei asked, taking the documents.

“We sent people to Rio de Janeiro and found several hiding places for Neo the Boar. Your friend’s people also provided assistance. Tobias Garfield, that’s Neo the Boar’s real name.”

"Under the floor of one of the villas, an iron box and several notebooks were unearthed. The iron box was filled with ampoules, each containing a small amount of rainbow-colored evolution potion. He used to be a graduate of Kassel College and was very cautious. He would always keep a sample after using the drug on himself. The notebook also contained Neo the Boar's observations and speculations about the Kings of the Demons, but it did not mention anything related to the 'Medical Society'."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Lu Mingfei carefully flipped through the documents, most of which were scanned images of notebooks. The man named Boar Neo was Brazilian, and the country became a Portuguese colony in the 16th century. To this day, Portuguese is still the official language. There were translation notes under the images.

"The experimental data is quite comprehensive, and the format strictly follows the standards. This guy knew from the beginning that he was an experimental subject."

Thanks to his experience in Japan, he was able to understand these technical documents that were clearly beyond his syllabus. Otherwise, normally, let alone high school students, even college students or doctoral students participating in biology competitions might not be able to understand these data.

Lu Mingfei put the documents away.

He wasn't interested in evolutionary drugs, but they might be helpful in creating Shadow Warriors.

"What are your plans for Professor Guderian?" Nuwa asked. Lu Mingfei hesitated and said, "I think we can let him go for now. This person... shouldn't pose much of a threat."

"It would be best to let him handle this interview through the normal process."

"Kassel College invited too many people. Considering the rumors about Senior Brother Chu in Shilan, his sudden disappearance will only cause more trouble."

"Okay, sure." Nuwa nodded.

She had reviewed Guderian's information, and he truthfully disclosed the list of members to whom the interview letter had been sent.

Be reasonable...

There's really nothing special about it.

After Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang appeared at Shilan Middle School, during the period when the government took over Binhai, they sent people to carefully check the school's roster, but found no trace of a third mixed-race individual.

The only one worth noting is Su Xiaoqiang.

Everyone agreed that this was not the real purpose behind the letter, because Nuwa found the interview letter that was supposed to be sent to Lu Mingfei in Guderian's suitcase, as well as a clearly forged 'family letter'.

"Playing the family card? At least give us something real."

However, Nuwa was aware that...

Lu Mingfei's parents are most likely not simple people.

Not only did Su Xiaoqiang use legal means to bankrupt Lu Mingfei's former uncle and aunt's family, but later the Su family and the Zhou family also used their own channels, either secretly or indirectly, to learn that over the years, the middle-aged couple had never had Lu Mingfei's parents' contact information.

The only payment was traced back to the United States, and it was most likely sent by Angers.

Lu Lincheng and Qiao Weini, these two names are like Chu Zihang's biological father, only living in other people's vague memories, without any real existence.

……

The next day, early morning.

The magnificent Regent Hotel's executive floor conference room is furnished with numerous chairs.

The young talents of Binhai gathered here. Chen Wenwen, Zhao Menghua, and Liu Miaomiao were all there. Some of them were people I had seen before but couldn't recall their names. They were also from Shilan Middle School. Others were people I had never seen before. They were mostly from Binhai No.1 Middle School or other middle schools.

No one asked them to show any identification. As soon as they stepped into the hotel, a pretty waitress smiled and asked, "Are you here for an interview at Kassel College? Please follow me to the executive floor."

The hall was completely silent.

All that could be heard was the sound of pages turning and barely audible recitation. It was clear that these students had prepared meticulously and were very attentive to Kassel, this prestigious private university. It wasn't just the name Chu Zihang; the list of professors with such prestigious titles on the university's official website was enough to make it something to look forward to.

Needless to say, people from wealthy families like Zhao Menghua are either dressed in a haute couture suit by Ermenegildo Zegna, or a row of loro piana velvet, or lotus fiber from Lotus Flower, with a Swedish snow-capped peak-style iceberg pattern lining. At first glance, it looks like a training base for business owners.

Even someone with less experience like Chen Wenwen dressed quite formally, in a dark blue suit, white lace-trimmed stockings, and flat black leather shoes.

Why isn't Professor Guderian here yet?

This was the question on everyone's mind.

Last night, all the students received the news at the same time that Professor Guderian, who came to China for an academic visit, had finished his work and would arrive in Binhai tomorrow. The interview was scheduled for 8:00 a.m., and latecomers would not be accepted.

Although it felt a bit rushed, I could understand it, considering that real elites probably measure time in minutes. After all, we should accommodate the time of important people. A series of intensive preparations were carried out late at night... Some people crammed for exams, while others rented clothes.

Liu Miaomiao was also dressed in a formal gown, her expression showing a hint of anxiety, her phone screen, which had just been turned off, was flashing with messages.

Where are they? Where are they? Where are they?!

This was posted by Liu Miaomiao.

Several time intervals passed before the other party finally replied.

Oh no! I almost overslept!

The contact person was none other than Su Xiaoqiang. As her best friend, Liu Miaomiao naturally knew that Su Xiaoqiang had also received an interview letter from Kassel College. However, out of consideration for Liu Miaomiao, Su Xiaoqiang never told them about the 'real world', only showing normal joy, such as, 'Not bad, they have good taste. If they don't accept me, I'll go to Stanford. My dad has friends there!'

"Knowing full well that I have an interview today, why did I still sleep so late?" Liu Miaomiao stomped her foot slightly.

Looking around, I was relieved that no one from Kassel College had come, otherwise I would have left a bad impression.

7: 58.

Liu Miaomiao glanced at the time, and the people around her were also constantly checking their time.

No one would think Professor Guderian or the Kassel College were joking, after all, they had booked the entire executive hall of the Regent Hotel, the most upscale hotel on the seaside, and even changed the decorations in the lobby to a dark green style, with decorative ribbons full of intricate patterns and rows of lush trees.

dong dong——

Two polite knocks came from the entrance of the administration building.

Everyone turned around at the sound.

Then, in an instant, he held his breath, and his eyes suddenly lit up...

A tall, well-proportioned young man walked in, with a face that all Shilan students recognized. He wore a dark green outfit that fit him perfectly, with shiny, sophisticated cuffs that reminded people of the custom-made buttons from Oxford and Cambridge. The outfit was so exquisite and meticulous that it looked like he was attending a Nobel Prize ceremony.

Chu Zihang!
Sure enough, this legendary figure has appeared?

Who is in charge of our interviews today?
Liu Miaomiao's eyes also shone brightly.

But Chu Zihang didn't come in. Instead, he stopped at the doorway, using his hand to brace against it and make way for them.

Another figure walked in calmly.

He wasn't wearing a dark green Kassel-style outfit, nor a suit and tie.

Instead, he was dressed in a very simple, homey plain-colored T-shirt, and his demeanor was quite authoritative, except that he had dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night...

Why is it him?

Chen Wenwen was stunned, and almost instinctively called out the name: "Lu Mingfei!"

She bumped into Lu Mingfei at the amusement park last time and felt that he had really changed a lot. Unfortunately, since the beginning of this semester, Lu Mingfei has not appeared on the Shilan campus at all, let alone participated in the literary society activities. Several times, Chen Wenwen mustered up the courage to send Lu Mingfei messages on QQ to ask about the situation, but they were basically like throwing stones into the sea, and she didn't even know if he saw them...

Su Xiaoqiang might know about Lu Mingfei's situation, but Chen Wenwen didn't dare to speak to Xiaotiannv.

Is he here for an interview this time too?
Did you happen to run into Chu Zihang?

Another imposing figure appeared behind them—Professor Guderian, the main character, had finally appeared, followed by a very tall and beautiful female clerk, also wearing the uniform of Kassel College.

Ding--

The clock in the administration building chimed crisply.

It was exactly eight o'clock.

Liu Miaomiao looked desperate, feeling that her best friend was doomed. At the same time, she glanced at Lu Mingfei, who had just arrived, with a hint of displeasure. She knew that the two of them were dating and had always gotten along very well.

But since Lu Mingfei also received an interview letter, why didn't he remind Su Xiaoqiang instead of acting like he'd been playing games all night?
"The interviews will begin in three minutes. Please be prepared. We will call your names."

Guderian's voice was deep and resonant, like a bell.
The students fell silent, terrified.

No one dared to underestimate his rough suit. After all, Planck was in the same state when he was building his physics edifice, and the sharp brilliance behind his thick glasses could not be hidden.

Facing these ordinary students, Guderian was no different from Planck, walking arrogantly into a private inner conference room.

Chu Zihang nodded slightly to the Shilan students, offering his best wishes for this interview that no one was destined to pass—there was no other way, in order to ensure the interview went smoothly, this model worker from Kassel was temporarily recruited again, along with proper assistants.

Lu Mingfei followed behind.

Noticing the many confused looks, Lu Mingfei smiled, revealing his white teeth.

"I am examiner Lu Mingfei. Please be prepared."

"...?"

Some of the familiar faces immediately looked puzzled.

……

A deathly silence fell over the administration building.

No one knew whether they were worried about the upcoming interviews.
Still wondering why Lu Mingfei suddenly became an interviewer at Kassel College.

Previously, everyone had some speculation about Lu Mingfei's situation, either he had gone to inherit the family business or he had gone abroad to study... But we are all senior high school students, so why are you the one who sets the questions when we are here for the university interview?
What exactly happened during this period of time?
At the two-and-a-half-minute mark, another furtive figure slipped in.

Su Xiaoqiang finally arrived, dressed similarly to Lu Mingfei in a casual, plain-colored T-shirt, and with very dark circles under her eyes...

What?! You two didn't sleep a wink last night!

Liu Miaomiao looked at her best friend, who had sneakily approached her, with a strange expression. Seeing the uncontrollable smile on her friend's face, she lowered her voice and asked:
"What did you do last night... hmm?"

"Hehe!" Su Xiaoqiang chuckled mischievously, but didn't answer at all.

"Hey...no way?"

Liu Miaomiao was a little surprised and raised her arm to poke him.

She even forgot to ask why her boyfriend became an interviewer at Kassel College.

Judging from your nonchalant outfit, you guys aren't planning to use connections, are you...? Of course, not those connections.

"Hehe!" Su Xiaoqiang chuckled again, staring at the inner conference room.

Liu Miaomiao's face slowly turned red, and she stammered for a long time, unable to say a word.

The door to the inner conference room was pushed open, and Chu Zihang appeared in the doorway.

"Has Liu Miaomiao arrived?" Chu Zihang's voice was as calm as ever.

The pretty piano player, her face flushed, jumped to her feet, her voice trembling slightly, "Here!"

"I am Chu Zihang, the deputy examiner for this interview. Please follow me." Chu Zihang nodded slightly in greeting.

He glanced at Su Xiaoqiang, who had very dark circles under her eyes, with a blank expression.

"You all...please be careful!"

Liu Miaomiao gritted her teeth and uttered those words almost imperceptibly, then tidied her hair and revealed an elegant smile.

"I'll go there first."

……

Three minutes later, Liu Miaomiao came out.

His pupils dilated slightly, as if he had experienced something unbelievable.

It was a clear failure.
And they were utterly defeated.

"Xu Zhisheng," Chu Zihang said again.

The unfamiliar boy got up and walked in cautiously; he was probably from another school.

"Wait for me?" Liu Miaomiao said softly as she sat back down.

She wasn't discouraged for long. She had just come this far with a "what's done is done" attitude and wasn't too fixated on getting accepted. Her original plan was Fudan University, and she had already been accepted by Trinity College.

Although... the interview questions at Kassel College are indeed quite bizarre.

Lu Mingfei is a really despicable guy.

"No need, I'm the last one," Su Xiaoqiang said softly.

"How did you know, uh..."

Liu Miaomiao suddenly choked and let out a soft hum.

It would be a miracle if the insiders didn't know; this interview might have been held just for her.

"See you later, I'll treat you to a meal then."

Su Xiaoqiang chuckled softly and ruffled her hair, not specifically telling Liu Miaomiao that she had been arranged to be the first interviewer, to avoid wasting time.

"alright."

Liu Miaomiao picked up her bag and left.

Su Xiaoqiang smiled, ignoring the stares of others, leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest. She was indeed too tired last night.

The second student's interview took significantly longer.

When they came out about ten minutes later, they looked like they'd been thoroughly messed up.

The list was randomly selected, and the third person on it was Zhao Menghua.

He prepared a detailed self-introduction, in both Chinese and English, including his competition awards, social practice activities, IELTS and TOEFL scores, and some humorous anecdotes.

"Hello, in what areas do you consider your interests and talents to be?"

Lu Mingfei crossed his hands to support his chin, smiled, and gestured for his old acquaintance to sit down. However, he spoke in fluent Chinese.

Zhao Menghua glanced at the only foreigner in the room, Professor Guderian.
The other party ignored him.

“Mathematics,” Zhao Menghua replied with an awkward smile.

“Good. Prove that any tetrahedron has at least one vertex such that the three edges passing through that vertex can be the three sides of a triangle. You have two and a half minutes to think about it. No paper or pen will be provided. Describe your proof verbally,” Lu Mingfei said.

Zhao Menghua then remembered seeing Lu Mingfei at school at the beginning of the year. The other party seemed to have suddenly become enlightened and showed great talent for mathematics... Sure enough.

Zhao Menghua's skill level is actually quite good, but two and a half minutes is a bit short, and there was no paper or pen...

Time is up.

Zhao Menghua stammered, "Using proof by contradiction, suppose there exists a tetrahedron such that none of the three edges passing through each vertex satisfy the triangle inequality, that is, for each vertex, there exist at least two edges whose sum of lengths is less than or equal to the length of the third edge, and the sum of the three edges passing through each vertex is equal to half the perimeter of the tetrahedron, but according to the assumption..."

"That's enough, you pass. Next question." Lu Mingfei waved his hand casually.

"Ah, oh..."

Zhao Menghua panicked even more. In fact, he hadn't fully sorted out the logic yet, but Lu Mingfei's nonchalant attitude was just as frightening as when they last met.

Damn it, this guy is wearing a T-shirt, but why does he seem like the central figure in the room?

"The second question, out of five, defines a grid as a point whose x and y coordinates are both integers. In a Cartesian coordinate system, there is a rectangle whose center of symmetry is the origin. Prove that a matrix of this type with an area of ​​not less than 4 includes at least two grid points other than the origin. You have five minutes to think about it."

"..."

"Five minutes, here's your answer," Lu Mingfei said.

"..."

This time, Zhao Menghua was completely stumped.

He failed.

"Why are all the problems geometry?" Zhao Menghua couldn't help but ask, even though he actually preferred algebra.

"Because the Kassel College is best at the field of mathematics in spatial geometry, especially the four-dimensional geometry conjecture."

Lu Mingfei smiled in a friendly manner.

"Huh? Could it be that the fifth question requires me to prove four-dimensional geometry? Topological space?"

"not that simple."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand, not wanting to explain further.

"So this question... can you tell me the correct answer?" Zhao Menghua was still unwilling to give up.

"Hehe, this is a basic question, a simple one that anyone can solve. We can simplify it using symmetry. The rectangle is symmetrical about the origin, and its four sides can be represented as x = -a..."

After a while.

"Thank you."

Zhao Menghua made a run for his life and fled.

He was going to tell his girlfriend, Chen Wenwen, never to say that he was good at math.

……

It must be said that the overall quality of the top high school students in Binhai is indeed high.

There aren't many people who claim to like 'mathematics', a standard subject.

The fourth boy.

"I am proficient in foreign languages; I am fluent in four..."

Please introduce yourself in one of the following languages: Ainu, Old Norse, Classical Latin, or Yucatan.

"?" The boy looked confused. "What language?"

"Ainu, Old Norse, Classical Latin, or Yucatan"

Chu Zihang repeated himself; he was the humanities interviewer.

"Would you say that yourself?"

"ú segir, skal ek?" Chu Zihang asked expressionlessly.

……

Next came the fifth student, and then the sixth student.

Some were defeated quickly, while others struggled for a while.

After all, subjects like mathematics allow ample time for thinking.

The later the students waited, the more they felt overwhelmed with emotions of despair, anger, disappointment, and self-blame when they finally emerged, with confusion being the most common feeling.

What the hell.

You rented such a luxurious executive hall in the Regent Hotel, are you here to recruit students?
Fortunately, they didn't ask that question in the private meeting room.

otherwise,

Professor Guderian, who seems to be lost in thought, might offer a multi-dimensional critique of their overall qualities... This professor himself was in charge of interviewing candidates for social science majors.

it is finally over.

The last one was Su Xiaoqiang, who didn't even enter the house.

"Alright, as you can see, they didn't confess to any of them... I told you I wouldn't resort to underhanded tactics. They're just ordinary people, and they weren't really suited for the academy in the first place." Guderian shrugged.

The bystanders dispersed.

The old professor's expression turned humorous again.

"So, Mingfei, do you want to reconsider...?"

"We'll definitely cooperate if we have the chance. See you next time."

Lu Mingfei politely declined with a smile; he actually had a fairly good impression of the old professor.

"My flight is at noon, so I'll go back to Xiangyang first."

(End of this chapter)