"So what do you want to say?" Mo Qiuran asked.

The two were eating at the table at this time. There were not many dishes, four or five, but they all had all the colors, fragrance and taste. This was what they had just made. Although Chu Zihang was a young master, he ordered all his life skills, no matter what is useful, and he was not good at using Mo Qiuran. It goes without saying that he could not order takeout and fast food all the time. It was normal to know how to cook, and his cooking skills were quite good.

"I will go abroad in two days. I received an interview notice from a foreign university. After checking the conditions, I was very satisfied." Chu Zihang said lightly.

"Oh? Where to go?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

Chu Zihang was stunned. He had already done it. Mo Qiuran suddenly took a sad posture and shouted, "What! Are you going to abandon me?" In his opinion, this was definitely something Mo Qiuran could do!

It turned out that there seemed to be no response?

Is this Mo Qiuran?

"Or actually, you were seduced by some blond hair and blue eyes, so you were planning to destroy our two swords in advance?" Mo Qiuran suddenly asked in a trembling voice.

Chu Zihang was slightly silent. Sure enough, Mo Qiuran was still the same Mo Qiuran. I thought it was too beautiful before. It turned out that I was just a little late today.

"My father once told me about this school, so I applied." Chu Zihang said.

"I heard that this is not Harvard and Cambridge in your words?" Mo Qiuran's tone was filled with a hint of surprise.

Although it may seem a bit arrogant, with Chu Zihang's grades and family conditions, it would be a bit like a self-destructive school if it weren't for this level.

"No, it's a university called Kassel." Chu Zihang shook his head and said.

"Cassel?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows, just because the name of this school seemed to have some impression. In the memory of his previous life, in Chu Zihang's opinion, it was because Mo Qiuran must have never heard of it before.

"Yes, a private university in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois, USA is a friendship school with the University of Chicago. Many of the professors there have been tenured professor positions at Harvard, and their academic level should be great." Chu Zihang said all the information that could be found online. This information looked perfect and impeccable. If Chu Zihang had not known before that this school had something to do with those monster things, he might have been deceived.

The man's words seemed to be still echoing in his ears.

Chu Zihang's eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he heard the suffocating night again. The man gasped and said something - "Remember, don't go to that school, that school is all crazy."

But if you don't become a madman—

How can you fight against the gods?

"Hmm... it does sound good," Mo Qiuran touched her chin, "Or I'll go too?"

Chu Zihang was shocked when he heard this, and instantly came back to his senses from his memories, and subconsciously said: "No, you can't go."

"...Why?" Mo Qiuran stared at Chu Zihang suspiciously. Before Chu Zihang could come up with a reasonable explanation, she suddenly realized it. "Is it really that I guessed it right before? Did you really find a blond girl with blue eyes? Are you planning to go to the world of two people?"

Chu Zihang: "..."

If the reason Mo Qiuran hadn't been too outrageous, Chu Zihang might have followed suit.

"No," Chu Zihang thought about it and replied, "The enrollment system of this private school is different from that of an ordinary university. It requires a certain status..."

Speaking of this, Chu Zihang deliberately stopped, but there was still no expression on his face. It was a very difficult thing for him to lie. If he had to match the corresponding expression, it would be more reliable to let him tell the truth directly.

"Oh...I understand," Mo Qiuran suddenly realized, and then looked dejected, "Oh, it's really a world that values ​​identity and status..."

Chu Zihang was completely unmoved. He had long known the habits of Mo Qiuran for a long time. It was a fantasy to say that such a little thing could make him collapse. It was probably not a bit despair. He insisted that Chu Zihang said that the components of improvisation were more likely to occupy.

As expected, after just a moment, Mo Qiuran swept away the previous depressedness, and was full of energy, looking like he was trying to strive for progress: "So, as the successors of socialism, we must unite and defeat all evil capitalism! Defeat the so-called relationship households!"

Then he looked at Chu Zihang again, with a Russian tongue in his pronunciation: "Oh, my dear Comrade Chu Zihang, I hope you will not be corrupted by capitalism, otherwise I will have to bear the pain and leave you a street light."

Chu Zihang could only remain silent again.

...

Lu Mingfei stared at the thing in front of him in a daze.

It was a black and white photo that looked very old. It was taken out from the box that the housekeeper thought Lu Mingfei would take out a pistol and take it out. The photo was shaped, otherwise he might not be able to pick it up. It looked like he had been a while ago.

There are three people in the photo, two foreigners and one Chinese, both of whom are very handsome. Lu Mingfei's eyes fell on the Chinese. He was wearing a tight suit and a top hat. The lines on his cheeks were soft and clear. Lu Mingfei almost thought he saw himself... now.

"This is what I was photographed at that time...my grandfather took a photo shoot at that time. He was a photographer who followed the army at that time," the housekeeper paused, "so the world is big and small, and it is small..."

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and didn't understand it very well. After all, for him, Grandpa really only had a name and a photo in his memory, and he could not remember anything else.

Time is really a cruel thing. It brings everything and it also takes everything away.

Perhaps seeing this, the housekeeper smiled, took the photo from Lu Mingfei, carefully took it back into the box, stood up, "Okay, I'll put this away first... by the way."

After taking two steps, it seemed that he finally realized that there was another serious problem. The housekeeper stopped and looked at Lu Mingfei: "Mingfei, you and the lady..."

"I'm here to teach her to play games!" Lu Mingfei said quickly.

Butler: "…play the game?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" Lu Mingfei nodded repeatedly, looking confident, after all, he was indeed telling the truth.

"Okay......" The housekeeper answered with difficulty, then turned around with difficulty, his steps were heavy, thinking that it was over, and he found such a clumsy excuse. This must be panic!

Why are you panic? There is something hidden!

Why is there a hidden situation? It must be the worst case!

The housekeeper knew very well that Su Xiaolu never played games!

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief and made a ok gesture to Su Xiaolu on the side, indicating that the crisis of being misunderstood had finally passed.

Su Xiaolu covered her face silently.
Chapter completed!