"How come you have the same train ticket as me?"

Lu Mingfei looked down at his magnetic ticket, then at the one in Gu Chen's hand, and shouted in surprise.

He was really shocked. First, when he thought he was going to venture into the United States alone, Gu Chen appeared in the spring sunshine, and then when he thought he could only go with his sloppy senior brother who looked like a loser, Gu Chen unexpectedly

With great power, he took out a ticket for a fellow traveler!

This is just the right moment, this is fate. Lu Mingfei's pupils trembled with excitement and his eyes filled with tears. He just wished he could hear the words 'Kassel College' from the mouth of the person in front of him.

Fingel was also shocked, but this time he wasn't pretending.

He didn't know how many years he had been waiting for Lu Mingfei here. He even knew how many rat holes there were in the train station. But today the principal suddenly told him that the person they were waiting for was here. Not only that, but there was also a school director.

The person who will be arranged to come to the school has also arrived, but he is only asked to pay attention and does not need to contact him.

Because it was a sudden appointment from Frost Gattuso, the principal had not yet obtained the detailed information of that person, and Fingel did not know who the other person was or what he looked like.

But he felt that since they were from the old guys on the school board, they were probably pretty boys in suits and ties, or simply old babies with gelled hair that could make flies split, or even intellectuals wearing cheongsams with large slits.

He thought of all the beauties, but he didn't expect that she would be an acquaintance of Lu Mingfei.

Could it be that the school board had been in contact with Lu Mingfei for a long time? He felt it was necessary to report this matter. Moreover, this man was still the strange man who had been sitting on the bench since early morning, reading yesterday's Chicago Evening News.

Fingel thinks a person is strange, then he is really strange, without reason or intuition.

This was further confirmed when he saw the magnetic card ticket in the other party's hand.

"Ah!" Fingel exclaimed, slapping his palms, "could you be the employee who is coming today?"

He didn't know what specific position the other party wanted to hold in the school, so he gave him the title of 'employee' in order to slander the school board.

Gu Chen did not feel dissatisfied, smiled and nodded.

After a while.

"So the place where you found your job is Kassel College?" Lu Mingfei asked eagerly while drinking Coke.

"Yeah." Gu Chen nodded.

"But thousands of miles across the ocean, how could you..." Lu Mingfei still found it unbelievable. Even though he had experienced too many surprises from Gu Chen, it seemed that there would always be another time to refresh his understanding of him.

.

"I'm not sure. I wrote a letter with the attitude of giving it a try." Gu Chen spread his hands and said, "That's it, I'm here."

Is that all? Lu Mingfei took a big bite of the burger, his cheeks bulging. He suddenly felt a little uneasy and felt unreliable.

It’s not that Gu Chen is unreliable, it’s that Kassel College is unreliable. Does Gu Chen have such strong connections? Isn’t it too easy to get into a foreign university by writing a letter?

Lu Mingfei felt that although a helicopter came to pick him up that night when Nono took him racing, which subverted his understanding, but when the two were compared, the conflict became more intense. Is it because he underestimated Gu Chen or was he stuck?

Is the deception of Er Academy clever?

As for Fingel, he had already calmed down. No matter what the parachute was for, the principal was holding it for him anyway, and he was only responsible for taking good care of Lu Mingfei. As for what he just said, he didn't believe it at all.

So at this moment, he was sitting on the bench with his arms stretched out, munching on the hamburger bought by Gu Chen. When he opened his mouth to speak, he would occasionally spit out the crumbs, "Brother, I admire you very much. You seem to be very loyal."

Lu Mingfei glanced at him, and for the first time he experienced the familiarity of a foreigner, who was almost as good as himself. Inexplicably, he felt a bit of sympathy for each other besides being disdainful.

"Lu Mingfei often says that." Gu Chen accepted the other party's unintentional compliments calmly.

Fingel was speechless for two seconds because he didn't expect that the other party would answer like this, which made the draft he had prepared somewhat useless.

But Lu Mingfei was still considerate, or in other words, he didn't think much about it at all, and instead tried to get information from this senior brother who seemed to have similar attributes to himself.

"Brother, what grade are you in?"

"Eighth grade."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, even Gu Chen couldn't help but look at him.

Fingel smiled and didn't realize it, "Actually, I am in the fourth grade, but I have repeated the grade."

Lu Mingfei probed: "Stayed for four consecutive years?"

"Well..." Fingel was a little deep.

"Hiss..." Lu Mingfei felt even more worried about his future.

"Then you should have ridden this train many times." Gu Chen asked, "When will it come?"

Fingel was suspicious in his heart, you, a person arranged by the Gattuso family, would not know the whole story of this train? However, he also guessed that the other party might be using his own mouth to tell Lu Mingfei. At the moment, he felt that this meticulous

Compare caution with what you have.

"Although I take the bus every semester, I really don't know the timetable, and no one at this train station knows." He shrugged nonchalantly, as if he was here to wait every time he took the bus.

Lu Mingfei sighed. Actually, that's right. This guy can repeat the grade for four consecutive years. What else can be expected from him?

"But only people of lower class will wait for the bus. Those of higher class will have the bus waiting for you." Fingel said the words of yearning, but there was no yearning in his tone.

"Class?" Lu Mingfei thought it was really eye-opening to hear him speak. In what age is it now, are there still distinctions between classes when riding on a shabby train?

"Don't take it seriously. High-class students have some privileges, and the college's resources will be provided to them first, such as sending cars." Fingel's voice is also very smooth, but his words also illustrate their side.

The train we are waiting for only serves the school.

Lu Mingfei said "ah" and understood. After all, he had not stepped out of the so-called aristocratic circle. And he was not proud of it, but felt out of place.

"Then you've been studying for eight years and your class isn't high yet?" He realized immediately that the other party was also waiting for the bus.

Fingel spread his hands and said, "To be honest, I am currently struggling with the dilemma of dropping out of school and making up for credits."

Here Lu Mingfei was chatting nonsense with new friends. Gu Chen occasionally took a sip of juice. Maybe he thought it was not sweet enough, so he peeled off a fruit hard candy and threw it in, shaking it gently, like stirring coffee.

"Do you always have so much candy on your body?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

I don’t know since when, people around me can always grab a few pieces of candy from their pockets, mostly gummy candies, and then fruit candies of various flavors, ordinary transparent packaging, but delicious.

"Not much." Gu Chen pinched the candy wrapper and smiled softly.
Chapter completed!