Late at night, heavy rain, backstreet noodle restaurant.

Four people sat at a table and watched the ramen chef stretching the noodles.

Lu Mingfei held his chin and looked at the flying ramen. He felt that if this chef went to the bottom of the sea to make money, he could easily earn 8,000 yuan a month.

Caesar occasionally smelled the small vinegar dish on the table, and yawned while looking at the rain curtain outside the store.

Chu Zihang is peeling garlic.

Gu Chen was rinsing the cups with hot water.

They sat at the table near the door, and could clearly feel the gradually decreasing rain. The lights of different colors on the street converged on the door of the small shop, and in the light and shadow was the silence of several people.

At this moment, Gu Chen seemed to have seen something. When he handed the water glasses to everyone, he looked at the long street outside the door in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

Caesar followed Gu Chen's gaze and said casually: "There are homeless people digging through trash cans in every country. It's nothing unusual."

It was next to a roadside trash can in the pouring rain, and a soaked figure was pulling something.

"That seems to be a foreigner." Lu Mingfei said in surprise: "When did foreigners live in such misery? No matter how poor they are in Japan, they are still guests, so why are they reduced to digging through trash cans like this?"

"What the hell is a foreigner?" Caesar felt that this boy had an angry young heart and would not let go of any opportunity for connotation.

"That person..." Chu Zihang said with some uncertainty: "Looks a little familiar?"

Gu Chen nodded, "I also wanted to say that just now."

The homeless man was very strong, and he could vaguely be seen wearing a jumper with no visible color on his upper body and stiff jeans on his lower body. It had obviously not been washed for a long time, and even heavy rain could not soften it.

"I'll go, what you said is really awesome!" Lu Mingfei rubbed his eyes and exclaimed.

Probably because his voice was too loud, and the tone of his scream was too sharp, it attracted the attention of the homeless man. The other man glanced in their direction, and his original enthusiastic action of digging through the trash can stopped, and his whole body became full.

Tremble.

"Did I scare him?" Lu Mingfei asked cautiously.

Although he is just a homeless man, he is a foreigner after all, and he is abroad. If someone scares someone into something bad, wouldn’t he get into an international dispute? How much money will he have to pay!

The three people around them looked at each other, a little confused and a little surprised. It was because they could see the homeless man's face clearly through the lights on the street.

"Junior brothers, I have finally found my relative!" The guy came shivering from across the street.

"(òwó?)!" Lu Mingfei was stunned, "Is it an illusion? It must be an illusion! I seem to hear the voice of the good-for-nothing senior brother?"

"Yes." Caesar said expressionlessly: "It's not an illusion, it's that loser dog."

That's right, the homeless man walking towards him was Fingel von Flins, the unprecedented F-class student of Kassel Academy. This guy raised his hands very coquettishly in the rain and pushed back his soaked hair.

I glanced at the ground and saw a handsome man with a big back.

Caesar covered his eyes. Speaking of which, Fingel was still affiliated with his student union. Even he himself had forgotten when he agreed to this guy's membership.

He was also helpless, why did he have both Lu Mingfei and Fingel under his seat? It was like a dragon and a phoenix.

As for Lu Mingfei, he was completely confused. When he saw the figure opposite him that was completely inhuman but very familiar.

Fingel's clothes were full of oil stains, and his messy long hair was tangled and dirty. He was also carrying a paper bag from a fast food restaurant. The paper bag was torn, revealing a half-bitten hamburger inside, as if it had just been picked up from the trash.

The treasures found in the bucket are leftovers from other people’s meals.

In fact, it may be that this guy is just a homeless man who is dizzy from hunger.

But who can tell him that this is still his roommate Lu Mingfei, the head of the Information Department of Kassel College, and the aristocratic Fingel from Germany?

"You don't recognize me?" Fingel said tremblingly: "Junior brothers? Lao Gu, I am your dear good brother Lao Fen!"

The four people at the table showed awkward yet polite smiles at the same time.

"Ah, it turns out to be Fingel."

"Just recognized it."

"The changes have been huge."

"That's right."

"..."

Fingel was hard, and the fist that wasn't holding the paper bag from the fast food restaurant was hard.

But the situation was like this. He looked at the four glamorous people who were dressed like dogs, and said pitifully: "Can you let me eat something first?"

"Tiezi, how did you end up like this?" Lu Mingfei raised his buttocks, probably wanting to come forward to express condolences, but he could smell Fingel's stench even from three to five steps away.

It was really hard to resist. So he tried to move someone's butt several times, but in the end he didn't lift it up.

"It's a long story." Fingel glanced at the empty seat next to Lu Mingfei coyly, with hunger in his eyes.

"Why don't we come here and keep the story short?" Lu Mingfei was still soft-hearted.

Then several people around him looked at him at the same time.

"Hey!" Fingel rushed to his side with lightning speed, sat down, and hugged his shoulders, "Junior brother, you should kiss me!"

For a moment, all kinds of imaginable and unimaginable smells rushed into Lu Mingfei's sense of smell. White light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In the light and shadow of the incandescent lamp, he seemed to see the Buddha with the holy light all over his body...

Even Caesar, the most aristocratic and gentleman present, couldn't help but cover his nose.

"Damn Fingel, how long has it been since you took a shower?"

"I have forgotten the last time I took a shower." The president said, and Fingel sneered, and at the same time released Lu Mingfei from the 'venom'.

Lu Mingfei covered his head and felt dizzy for a while.

"Let's get down to business first." Gu Chen coughed lightly and calmly walked away from the table.

Chu Zihang next to him also moved his stool back.

"Actually, I'm still confused." Fingel sighed, "I'm not an intern, so I chose Japan as the internship location. I think there are hot springs here, and there are beautiful girls walking on the street with bare thighs all year round.

It was simply a paradise for us. I really didn’t do anything bad. I went online on time every day to do daily report writing and so on. But suddenly one morning, I couldn’t log in to the website.

I called the college, but I couldn't get through, no one responded to my emails, my credit card couldn't be swiped, and the safe harbor couldn't be used. Those guys from the Japanese branch actually hunted me down! I've been homeless for two weeks, every day.

They're all digging in the trash!"

Speaking of the painful part, he held Lu Mingfei's arm, as if he would collapse at any time, "Can you give me something to eat first? Seeing that you are doing so well, senior brother is very happy. At least there is someone in a foreign country.

Rely on. And I didn’t expect Lao Gu to come too. How about we pick up our old business and join forces to dominate Japan’s counterfeit liquor industry?”

"...Get out." Gu Chen said.

Chu Zihang and Caesar were speechless at the same time. This loser can still talk nonsense, which shows that he is not starving to death. Even if he digs through the trash can for another two weeks, he can continue to jump around for a while.

"You really don't know anything?" Lu Mingfei said in disbelief.

Xin said that it was a good thing that the academy still had some residual power in Japan, but who would have thought that this residual power turned out to be Fingel. This guy's only use was to consume military rations.

"I really don't know anything. I didn't do anything wrong, but the Japanese branch is chasing me." Fingal paused, as if he remembered something, "Do you think this will lead to me visiting the branch?"

Does it matter if he touched the buttocks of the female secretary when we were in the department office? The Japanese are not so feudal and conservative, right?"
Chapter completed!