At this moment, in the huge conference hall, all the student union officials were present, but the atmosphere was silent except for the crackling fire in the fireplace.
Caesar, the president of the student union, sat on the sofa with his chin crossed with his hands. His ice-blue eyes stared at the phoenix family emblem painted with flames hanging on the wall in front of him. It was the emblem of the Gattuso family and symbolized
Unyielding and free.
Today, the student union president and heir to the Gattuso family still has a lot of bruises on his handsome, marble face. It was obvious that he had been beaten not too long ago.
The cadres present all looked solemn, and they did not look down on Caesar because of this. It was as if the person sitting on the sofa was their leader. With the heavy atmosphere of the scene, it was like a war was about to come, and they were waiting for the leader to give orders.
Of course, it would be nice if there was no snapping noise from the side.
A red-haired girl was leaning against the wall of the hall, blowing chewing gum. With the popping sound, bubbles appeared and exploded from between the girl's red lips, just like this over and over again.
But no one present was dissatisfied at all. If Caesar was the emperor here, then this girl with red hair was undoubtedly the emperor's only concubine.
Nuonuo glanced at the audience, then turned his head to the side in boredom, looking through the window at the moths under the streetlights fluttering back and forth around the lights.
"This is the first time in three years that we will lose management of Norton Hall, and tonight is also the last meeting we will hold here."
Caesar looked around at everyone present with stern eyes. If he hadn't been beaten so badly that his face was bruised and bruised, he would have thought that a dignified general was speaking just based on his voice.
"But why are we facing this situation?" Caesar asked in a deep voice: "Which cadre can tell me?"
"Because, because we lost this war." A cadre present said bravely.
Caesar glanced at the other party and said, "Yes, that's very good. We lost. In this free one-day confrontation, we suffered an unprecedented defeat!"
Having said this, Caesar showed a hint of self-mockery, "And I also admit that I, Caesar, am a failure."
"No, Chairman, this failure is not your fault!"
The cadres quickly expressed their stance.
Hearing Caesar admit his failure now was even sadder than slapping them in the face.
Caesar was so proud, so strong, and even such a powerful leader, how could he allow himself to fail, or even allow himself to be a failure?
In the past few years when Caesar has taken control of the Student Union, the Student Union has always been the winner of Freedom Day. Also under Caesar's leadership, the originally weak Student Union has grown to be able to compete with the oldest and most powerful Lionheart Club in Cassel College.
of societies.
Even if the Lion Heart Society produces a strong man named Chu Zihang who is comparable to the "Super A" level, so what!
Under Caesar's strong leadership, the Lionhearts still failed to take Norton Hall away from the Student Union because they were always the victors.
And all this glory is because of Caesar. It was this young man who led the members of the student union to overcome all obstacles and finally won their share of victory, completely establishing the situation to compete with the Lionheart Club, or even defeat the Lionheart Club.
It is no exaggeration to say that without Caesar, there would be no strong student union today, and there would be no student union members like them today.
So how could the student union officials present admit Caesar's failure? If you really think about it, it was the incompetence of their members who failed to protect the glory that belonged to the student union.
"Then tell me, why did we fail?" Caesar asked the audience again.
"Because, because the opponent is too strong, because that boy's dragon bloodline is too terrifying, and not only our student union failed, but didn't even the Lion Heart Society also suffer a disastrous defeat?"
"Yes, we are not defeated! Being S-class is too scary!"
"Yes, how can we, the people, resist that kind of bloodline!"
…
All the officials present were blushing in excuses, as if they were complaining about Caesar, or looking for reasons for the failure of the student union.
Seeing that the crowd was getting excited, Caesar did not speak, but slowly raised his hand. Suddenly, the noisy atmosphere in the hall receded like a tide, and everyone looked at Caesar.
"Just because the S-class is too powerful, and because the Lionheart Society also failed miserably, do you think this failure is excusable?" Caesar said with a chuckle.
However, anyone who knows him well knows that this is a sign that the young man is about to become angry.
But what is surprising is that the young man still smiles like the spring breeze blowing on his face, showing his majestic demeanor.
"I know what you are all thinking. The S-class singled out the Student Council and the Lionheart Club, and even unilaterally killed the dragon-shaped Deadpool. They are indeed very powerful new students, and they can't help but awe people, so you think you are
It’s natural to lose, there seems to be nothing to be ashamed of, right?”
The cadres present looked at each other in confusion. Although they did not speak, they seemed unable to refute. They even felt that there was nothing wrong with what Caesar said.
Caesar shrugged.
"Yes, I also admit that Lu Mingfei's S-class bloodline is very strong. In front of him, I felt that I should be a weak person. When I was beaten by him, I was suppressed and had no power to fight back. Do you think
Don't I want to resist?
Maybe at that moment you thought I was holding back a big move or something to reverse the situation, but let me tell you the truth, I tried my best at that time, but there was no way to save myself. If it weren't for the S-level, I didn't want to fight.
, I will still be hung up and beaten by the other party.
In front of S-class, I am weak, and I believe everyone who is doing this feels that way, but even so, do we have to be weak for granted?"
Caesar said in a calm tone, and there was no hint of anger in the whole process.
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The cadres lowered their heads one after another, not knowing how to answer.
Although they felt ashamed, the truth was exactly as Caesar said. Facing the outburst of Lu Mingfei, they couldn't muster the slightest ability to resist. They just felt that the other party was too strong, and they themselves were rubbish.
"As you know, I will never talk to cowards, because cowards will naturally feel that they are weak, naturally feel that they cannot overcome difficulties, and even naturally admit that they are a loser."
Caesar looked around the audience, his ice blue eyes full of solemnity.
"But it's not scary to admit failure. What's scary is knowing that you have failed and still trying to justify your failure. I am deeply ashamed of people like that. I know that S-class is a big mountain for us, but if we
If you are intimidated by just seeing this big mountain, you will never be able to make progress.
I also know that the S-class Lu Mingfei is a big mountain to everyone present, including myself, but he is our goal, not the source of our fear. If you still admit that you are a
Man, you are a man who has the courage to take on responsibilities, so give me a lift!
This failure will not defeat us, let alone the student union, it will only make us more frustrated and courageous! Do you understand!"
Caesar shouted loudly.
"Understood! The more frustrated you are, the more courageous you become!"
"The more frustration you get, the more courage you get!"
…
The crowd became excited, everyone shouted slogans excitedly, and for a moment they felt that they were doing well again.
But no matter whether it works or not, at least you must have an attitude towards life!
Caesar nodded, seemingly satisfied with the effect of this speech.
"According to the rules of the game, Lu Mingfei became the winner of Cassel College's Free Day this year, so he also has the management rights of Norton Hall for the next year. I have rented the Amber Hall next to it as the student union for the next year.
The venue, after midnight, this place belongs to Lu Mingfei.
Also, in my dictionary, so-called enemies can become friends or even comrades-in-arms as long as they do not violate moral will. Therefore, I hope that from now on, all cadres and members of the student union will win over Lu Mingfei.
Use all available resources and try every means to win over the other party and make this powerful S-class member of our student union, do you understand?"
"clear!"
All the cadres shouted in unison, the sound was even louder than before.
In their hearts, of course, there are one thousand or ten thousand people who would like Lu Mingfei to become a member of their student union. In this way, wouldn't it be a disguised form of strengthening the student union? By then, the status of Kassel's number one society will be completely stable.
Caesar stood up, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and turned to look at the red-haired girl aside.
"Nono, what do you think?"
"ah?"
The girl who was blowing chewing gum suddenly looked unnatural, and the big bubbles almost covered her face.
"Hey, Caesar, I don't want to be a responsible man, and you think too highly of me. How can I win over an S-class? Is it possible that you can still let me betray myself to win over you? What if?
Is that so, Caesar, won’t your conscience hurt?”
Nuonuo clearly remembers that Lu Mingfei's eight-level collapse almost caused her to collapse directly to the morgue.
She still has lingering fears. If she hadn't been wearing a protective racing suit that night and there was material in front of her, she might have been able to lie flat now.
It was from that time on that Nono completely saw the "essence" of Lu Mingfei. The guy looked as handsome as the boy next door, but in fact he didn't care about his beauty.
And even if Nono betrayed him, it would probably have little effect. After all, the girl next to him named Eri Yi was simply more upright than him.
That face, that figure, that temperament, it sucks... you can't stop, can you?
For a moment, the little red-haired witch mistakenly thought that Caesar was going to sell her, and tears of heartache almost flowed from her mouth.
"I……"
Hearing this, Caesar's mouth twitched. Although he really wanted to win over Lu Mingfei, a powerful S-class freshman, he was not exaggerating enough to make Nono sacrifice himself.
By the way, even if he sacrifices himself to Caesar, he can't make his girlfriend sacrifice herself.
"Nono, please don't be like this. What I mean is, what do you think of your little brother Lu Mingfei? Or, is my attempt to win over him worth it?"
Caesar couldn't help but hold his forehead and smile bitterly, thinking that Nono was worthy of being a little witch. Her imagination was wild and eclectic. Even he couldn't keep up with the other person's brain circuit and quickly expressed his correct views.
"Caesar, I know you are very proud. Even if Lu Mingfei behaves very strongly, you still have a lot of energy in your heart, waiting to defeat him in the future to prove yourself. But I can tell you clearly that you will not be an enemy of this boy.
Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely the best decision you have ever made in your life."
Nono suppressed the joke on his face, and his expression became more solemn than ever.
Although her words and spirit are almost auxiliary deductions, her mind has always been clear. However, she cannot see through the boy Lu Mingfei.
The opponent's body seems to be shrouded in a deep fog. When you want to get closer and explore, a wild dragon might emerge from the fog and devour it.
Therefore, this sentence is also a piece of advice to Caesar. You must not provoke the boy Lu Mingfei, and you must try your best to make friends with him.
"That seems to be a very worthy partner..."
Caesar swung the whiskey in the glass and murmured in a deep tone.
…
Library of Kassel.
It is already ten o'clock in the evening, and the huge library seems empty.
The young man with black hair was flipping through a thick ancient book, which was full of obscure Latin text, but he was particularly fascinated by it.
Occasionally, the evening breeze blows in from the window and lifts the boy's black hair. Even though his face is a little bruised and swollen, he still cannot hide his handsomeness.
The young man is none other than Chu Zihang.
After a simple treatment by the school doctor during the day, he stayed here. In the meantime, he asked Susie to bring him a barbecue rice, and then he has been reading until now.
"Still reading here at this late hour."
A hoarse voice came from one side, and a tall and thin figure shrouded in a dark windbreaker came pushing a car. The person who came was none other than Schneider, the director of the execution department.
"tutor."
Chu Zihang closed the book and bowed slightly.
Schneider nodded and glanced at the cover of the ancient book in Chu Zihang's hand, "Your former schoolmate Lu Mingfei hit you hard today, didn't he?"
He recognized the book "On the Bloodline of the Dragon Race", which described the bloodline of the mixed race and its impact on the spirit of speech.
Chu Zihang didn't speak, nor did he deny it.
"Do you remember our first encounter?" Schneider came to the window and looked out at the night view of Kassel College.
Kassel has a different kind of quiet beauty at night.
Rumble~
An experimental explosion roared from Watt Alheim underground in the distance, and the street lights not far away flashed violently.
"Remember."
Chu Zihang nodded and also came to the window.
The lights outside flashed like lightning, and the stern face flashed under the uncertain light, as if we had returned to the night of the encounter with heavy rain, lightning, and thunder.
"You almost killed me that day."
The young man said calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
The man wearing a dark mask narrowed his eyes and said with some surprise: "You know?"
Chu Zihang said nothing.
How could he forget that day, because you can't hide the look in someone's eyes.