This is called confidence

Author: Youjiu L

This is called confidence

“$100,000 beats ‘no’.”

The originally one-sided situation was once again stopped by a large bet.

"What's going on? Is there anyone saying 'no' here?"

"And more pressure than Caesar?"

"Who is it, Joseph?"

When everyone looked at the bettor's username, they were all shocked.

"Username: Lu Mingfei."

"Damn it, it's really just me who surrenders myself."

"Can anyone tell me why he voted 'no'?"

"I dare to press $100,000 but I can't do it myself. Is he confident or not?"

"They made me so confused."

Both the professor and the student council president think that Lu Ming is not good at it, so he should really be good at it.

But Lu Mingfei himself felt that he was not good enough, so he probably really wasn't good enough.

So can he do it?

Just when everyone was confused, another bettor dropped a bombshell again.

“$20,000 pressures ‘yes’.”

Compared with Lu Mingfei's $100,000 bet, this amount is not large, and it is even less than Professor Guderian.

But the bettor's ID is very conspicuous.

"Cambridge Folding Knife"

This is the ID of Principal Angers.

"The principal exploded."

"The principal actually took the lead in gambling!"

"The principal is also optimistic about the S-class freshmen!"

The forum exploded again, and the principal's bet completely messed up the entire situation.

Everyone was no longer too lazy to analyze and just bet casually according to their own mood and preferences. The amounts on both sides quickly reached similar figures.

"How could this happen?! I obviously planned it first."

Fingel felt that a mysterious force was persecuting him.

"The S-class freshman you are optimistic about seems to have very little confidence in himself."

In the quaintly decorated office, Executive Director von Schneider said to Principal Angers.

"On the contrary, I think he is very confident."

Angers smiled slightly.

He has a peaceful old man's face, and his silver-white hair is neatly combed.

Time has left deep marks on his face, turning his skin into a cracked ancient tree or weathered rock, but the lines are still hard, and the silver-gray eyes are dancing with light.

Even late at night, he was still wearing a crisp suit, and his figure was as tall as the suit, like an old lion king.

"When I and others were betting favorably on him, he dared to make the opposite bet. This requires great courage."

Angers added.

"I think this is a broken jar."

Schneider said coldly.

It can be seen that Kassel’s Chinese promotion is very successful.

"Tomorrow is the 3E exam, let's wait and see."

He smiled, and the moonlight shone on him through the window. The gorgeous reflection seemed to symbolize his eternal burning vitality.

"get up."

At five o'clock in the morning, Master Fen received a cordial wake-up service after a busy night.

But he did not purchase the wake-up service.

Fingel planned to ignore it, but the intensity of the sound soon reached the level of breaking into the door.

"I'm coming."

He rolled out of bed with difficulty before the door opened.

"What are you doing, Junior Brother Lu? The rooster hasn't crowed yet."

Fingel opened the door and complained, the people coming were none other than Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

"Get up and exercise."

Lu Mingfei said calmly.

"You wake me up at five o'clock in the morning. You are more cunning than Huang Shiren. If you don't go, I'll have passed my physical fitness class long ago."

He shook his head and moved away from the bed.

Then, Fingel realized that he was still far away from the bed after walking several steps.

"Go exercise."

Lu Mingfei held his shoulder with one hand, like a five-finger mountain pressing down on Monkey King.

"If I don't go, I won't go."

Fingel shook his head wildly.

"Pay back the money."

Lu Mingfei stretched out his other hand.

"Just go."

Anyway, it was just this time, and he would have the money to pay it back when the market closed in the evening.

Under Lu Mingfei's supervision, Fingel rarely completed the entire washing process.

He even put on a clean set of sportswear, although Lu Mingfei bought a spare one.

As a military school, Kassel College of course has a free gym open 24 hours a day, and it is very well-equipped.

Looking at the various fitness equipment, Fingel couldn't remember the last time he came.

Probably before repeating a grade.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang started practicing according to their own habits, while Fingel found a spinning bike.

He adjusted the resistance to the lowest setting and then began to fish openly.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes due to the intuition that a ferocious beast was approaching.

The sharp murderous aura disappeared in a flash, and Fingel instantly switched back to his lazy look.

"Are you done practicing? Then let's go back."

he said happily.

"Go for a run."

Lu Mingfei broke his fantasy.

"What?"

Fingel couldn't believe it,

"Endurance is also an important part of warrior training."

Lu Mingfei pulled him off the spinning bike.

"But I'm not a warrior."

He tried to pick himself out.

"Didn't you say that Kassel College is a military school? The students there are all soldiers."

Lu Mingfei refuted him with his own words.

"No ah ah ah!"

Fingel screamed all the way and was dragged out by Lu Mingfei.
To be continued...