Know Yourself in the Dragon World

"I have sent your message to Chu Zihang. He will arrange everything. You just need to wait for departure." said Angé.

Han Qiu took the file bag and his eyes were attracted by the photo frame.

In the photo frame, eight people of different ages, they must be brothers who have an extremely good relationship. They stand in front of the gate of a university with their arms around each other, with bright smiles on their faces.

The period in the photo seems to be summer, and the vines are so long that they hang down from the school gate, almost falling on the heads of the eight people.

Some were smoking cigars, some had braids that were only worn during the Qing Dynasty, some were holding their braids, and some were holding shotguns.

These people seem to come from all over the world, with different clothes and skin colors.

"This is a photo from many years ago." Angé picked up the photo frame so that Han Qiu could see it more clearly.

"Principal, is this you?" Han Qiu pointed at a person in the corner.

"Correct."

That was indeed Angers in his youth.

"You were so handsome when you were young, Headmaster."

Ange smiled faintly: "But I am old now, and you are the young ones now."

"You are very handsome now. Well, Principal, thank you again for the afternoon tea. I am going to work hard for my youth."

"come on."

Angers is really a very elegant principal and a perfect educator, at least that's how Han Qiu understands him.

Han Qiu ran very fast and was so happy that he forgot to help the principal close the office door.

The principal watched Han Qiu's back disappear at the end of the corridor, then picked up the photo frame and put it in place.

He should have put it down, but he just held it in his hand and watched silently.

After a long time, he let it go.

Menech, Lu Shanyan, Ghost, Ash, Chief, Tiger, Friedrich, Angers.

A long and unforgettable memory.

.........

Han Qiu did not choose to go back to his dormitory directly. Instead, he took the file bag and knocked on Lu Mingfei's dormitory door.

He acted like a big shot and threw the file bag in Finkel's face as soon as he entered the door.

"Come on, write a piece of news."

"What is this?" Finkel curiously opened the file bag and glanced at it briefly. "B-level mission? You're going to get beaten up too, and then come back wrapped up like a dumpling?"

"Fingal, who are you implying?" Lu Mingfei was standing in front of a full-length mirror combing his hair.

"What's wrong with Lao Lu?" Han Qiu asked Finkel in confusion.

"Learn how to dress, learn hairstyles, and learn how to be a good chairman." Finkel put the file bag aside. "You are asked to complete a B-level mission alone, and the opponent's bloodline is unknown. When did the academy start to eliminate guys with low bloodline ratings?"

"Can you speak? Really." Han Qiu said proudly: "I'm going to upgrade and complete this mission. I have a partner for this mission, Chu Zihang."

"It makes sense." Finkel thought for a moment, "It's not fair. Why does my level keep dropping?"

“You are so shameless to ask.” Lu Mingfei said, “You will be in your ninth year soon. Are you not planning to graduate?”

"It's fine not to graduate." Finkel shrugged indifferently.

"Han Qiu, congratulations, I hope everything goes well." Lu Mingfei made a "come on" gesture to Han Qiu.

"With Chu Zihang here, upgrading other things is just free. There is nothing worth reporting." Finkel yawned.

Han Qiu glared at Finkel and said, "Although, I still have to upgrade. And you, Finkel, you are a real clown."

"Do you know why Chu Zihang is going with you on this mission?" Finkel suddenly laughed.

A malicious smile.

"Because my senior brother is invincible, and he wanted me to complete the task safely." Han Qiu said.

"This is a small part of the reason. The main reason is that Chu Zihang is very efficient in completing tasks. The real test is not the task itself, but whether you can keep up with Chu Zihang's pace. Level and the like are actually not that important. The academy just wants to see if you have the ability to assist elites, not to say that they will treat you as an elite." Finkel said clearly.

Han Qiu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he felt that it made sense.

"Ah, is it so difficult to keep up with senior brother's pace?" Han Qiu was puzzled.

"Let me put it this way. Last year, Chu Zihang took a member of the Lionheart Society to carry out a mission. During the whole process, that member did nothing but simply followed Chu Zihang. Later, he went to the bathroom, and when he came back, the mission was completed." Finkel said.

"If you put the ability to remember these news into your courses, graduation wouldn't be a problem," Han Qiu commented.

"I agree." Lu Mingfei thought the hairstyle was good enough, so he sat down on the bed and picked up the file to start looking through it.

"I can't have a good chat with you two."

"I think I can keep up, don't worry." Han Qiu patted his chest and said, "Fingal, how about you help me open a table on this issue?"

"It can't be turned on. No one cares. It's a waste of time." Finkel is very sensitive to hot spots.

If he feels that there is no point, then nine times out of ten, there is no point.

"37 points." Han Qiu patted the table.

"Me 7?" Finkel became interested.

"Correct."

"But you can't make much. You don't have much popularity yourself, and only Chu Zihang can help you. As for Chu Zihang, there is no suspense."

"28 points." Han Qiu said, gritting his teeth.

"Alright!" Finkel raised his right hand. "If there is no hot spot, you can create one. This is a necessary skill for journalists."

"You are really greedy." Lu Mingfei put the file bag back. "I don't think there is much danger. Han Qiu, remember to bring some Swedish specialties."

"You are so greedy!" Han Qiu laughed.

Finkel's raised right hand turned into a stretching posture, "It's not that I'm greedy, it's just that money is tight recently."

"You've never been rich."

As soon as Han Qiu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Very rhythmic, two long and one short.

"Who is it?" Han Qiu opened the door. "Senior brother?"

"I heard from your roommate that you were here." Chu Zihang stood at the door of the dormitory, holding the same file bag as Han Qiu.

"Senior Brother." Lu Mingfei shouted.

Chu Zihang nodded and asked Han Qiu, "Do you know about the mission?"

"Ah."

"We need to discuss the specific action plan. In addition, I need to conduct relevant tests on you so that I can make corresponding arrangements."

"Now?" Han Qiu asked.

"Now, I have reserved training room 3 from 5 to 2 pm. Let's go."

"Okay." Han Qiu turned around and told Finkel, "Open the market earlier and make more money, okay?"

"I know." Finkel has already started writing the news.

Han Qiu followed Chu Zihang and walked slowly.

He thought of that awkward evening, that one-sided basketball match.

At that time, he and Lu Mingfei just followed behind Chu Zihang.

It was a summer, a summer worth remembering.

"Brother, walk slower, wait for me." Han Qiu suddenly shouted, running forward in small steps.

Chu Zihang stopped and brought Han Qiu to his side before continuing forward.

"I heard from Susie that you had filled out the application form for the Lionheart Club and passed the interview. Why did you suddenly choose to give up?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I thought about being in the same club with Lu Mingfei. After all, I'm more familiar with him." Han Qiu said.

If you think about it carefully, this behavior is like giving up the first-tier university and filling out the same second-tier university application as your friend in order to stay with your friend.

The gap between the Lionheart Club and the Freshman Fraternity is even greater than that between first-tier and second-tier universities.

"That's great. It's a good choice to slowly expand the freshman association." Chu Zihang said.

“I hope so.”