At nine o'clock in the morning, Lu Mingfei came to the door of the president's office of Kassel College on time.

This is the early morning of the morning when Norma informed him of the time and location of the "3E" exam by email - a "3E" exam specially held for Lu Mingfei, located in the office of President Angers, and the entire Cassel Academy is the only one.

Angers' office is a two-story building that looks inconspicuous. The blue stone walls are covered with rattans and green ivy clinging to it. The outer wall looks a bit disrepairy.

The branches and yellow fallen leaves are softly laid on the lengthy corridor, and when they step on them, they will crunch and crisp sound. This place looks more like an unknown former residence that has survived from the last century.

There is an exquisite copper bell hanging on the door. I guess this is the doorbell that buttons the door. It can be seen that the principal is indeed a retro and romantic old guy!

Lu Mingfei didn't know why Principal Angers, who had never met before, set the location of the "3E" exam in his office, but he was just here to take the exam and didn't want to fight with that old monster, so he would be at ease since he came.

Lu Mingfei stepped forward and gently shook the bell, and the copper bell made of ethereal and crisp sound.

"Principal, are you here?"

"Mingfei? Come in, child." A vicissitudes and mellow voice came from the house, and the door slowly opened.

Lu Mingfei was a little stunned after entering the house. The first impression this office gave him was that he was rich!

So rich! The whole room is full of money! The rich rich spirit is coming to your face!

He had previously wondered why such a building could not even be installed with a window. After he came in, he realized that the design style of the building was like this.

The upper and lower floors of the building are completely opened, and the open staircase extends spiral from the first floor door to the top of the second floor. The four walls of the entire two-story building are chiseled into embedded bookshelfs and are piled up with books - a dazzling array of books - from the Nobel Prize-winning works of this century to the broken scroll documents of the Middle Ages.

Lu Mingfei strongly suspected that all the books placed here were authentic, and he was thinking about the outrageous astronomical figures that would be sold at the aristocratic auction.

Not to mention the medieval antique pianos and violins placed on the corner of the wall, Lu Mingfei could not estimate the specific value.

‘Damn it, is this the world of rich people? I, a native dog who has lived in a small coastal town in the south since I was a child, knows these things!’

At the dome is a huge transparent skylight. Warm light hits the house through the skylight, creating a bright aperture on the dark solid wood floor.

After seeing the unique design of this skylight, Lu Mingfei thought that it was not a pity that Caesar was so coquettish. It really looked like the destination of a directional skydiving. If he had money, he would definitely play like this!

"Go up and talk, kid." At the tea table on the second floor, the old man waved to the boy gently.

Lu Mingfei walked up the spiral stairs until he stood in front of the old man.

The old man was sitting on the cushion on the back of the chair, holding a copy of the original copy of "Hamlet" in his hand. A wisp of fragrance drifted from the tea cup on the tea table in front of him, and the mist gathered upwards and drifted in the sun like smoke.

The old phonograph in the corner plays Beethoven's "Symphony 5 in C minor", also known as "Symphony of Destiny". Lu Mingfei is very familiar with this song because Chu Zihang often plays it at the evening party of Shilan Middle School.

I listened to the passionate and ups and downs of the medieval symphony and read the Prince’s Revenge. It seems that this old man is really full of the strong hatred that cannot be resolved!

The old man's face is hidden in the rising mist, and his vicissitudes and deep eyes write stories of the world that cannot be told all night. The long years carved the ravines on his face, and the ravines seemed to be buried in rows of tombstones of old friends.

Hilbert Jean Angers, a coquettish and handsome old-school gentleman, an extremely powerful dragon-slaying blade, and a bloody Avenger who returns from hell!

It’s better to see you at first sight than to be famous, Principal Angers!

"Hello, principal." Lu Mingfei bowed slightly.

"Don't be too restrictive, let's sit and chat." Anger smiled and pointed to the chair that had been prepared on the opposite side.

After Lu Mingfei sat down, Anger put down the worthy book worth a fortune in his hand, wrapped in exquisite cowhide. He closed his eyes and sipped the tea in his cup, and then asked with a smile, "What should you drink, tea or coffee?"

"It's better to drink tea on the tea table, thank you principal." Lu Mingfei said.

"He is a good kid who knows etiquette." Anger stood up and selected from a custom tea cabinet not far away.

"Baihao Silver Needle? Xinyang Maojian? Or Lushan Clouds?" Angre looked at the pieces of old tea cakes placed in the tea cabinet. He picked and chose them. Finally, he seemed to feel something. His eyes fell on a small iron can in the corner. The small white label on the side of the iron can was written with a neat word "road".

"It's better to be Tieguanyin. It was brought to me by an old friend a long time ago. It should be more in line with your taste." Anger returned to the tea table with the iron can.

"Trouble the principal."

"No trouble, I like your Chinese tea culture very much. Making tea is also a kind of enjoyment. You can examine your mood and cultivate your sentiment." Angers' idiom skills are quite good.

"Tieguanyin is produced in Anxi, Fujian, China. It has the effects of strengthening the stomach and digesting food, removing heat and reducing fat. It is suitable for people of all ages to drink. This one is superb, with a strong aftertaste and fragrant taste, and its taste and quality can be said to be quite good." Anger skillfully sprinkled tea leaves and introduced it while brewing.

Lu Mingfei has never studied tea. Although he doesn't know what the special grade is and how fragrant it is, Anger's mouth is quite good, so it is probably worth it.

After the tea was brewed, Angers pushed the cup in front of Lu Mingfei, and smiled and said, "Try it, it should be very good."

Lu Mingfei picked up the cup, blew it gently, and then took a sip. It was slightly bitter, but the aftertaste was strong and fragrant and long. Even people like him who didn't understand tea at all could drink it, which was definitely a good tea, but he was really a little uncomfortable with it.

"Good tea." Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, and suddenly changed his mind, "But I am here to take the exam. The principal should give me the paper and pen, otherwise the answer will be engraved on your expensive Huanghuali tea table and I can't afford it."

"When did you start to notice it?" Anger was slightly stunned and smiled and took out the white paper and a sharpened pencil from the corner of the table.

"It started from the door. I am quite familiar with this song. The notes mixed in it are abrupt and sound a bit dissonant. It should be Longwen?"

"It's worthy of being our 'S' level. You are the best young man I've ever seen. None of them, even Caesar and Chu Zihang can't separate your dazzling glory!" Anger sighed.

"The principal praised..." Lu Mingfei had not finished speaking.

"What a ridiculous thing, this is clearly the few words this old man said that make sense!"

Lu Mingfei looked up, and Angers had long disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!