"That... Yang Cong, do you know what the interviews at foreign colleges are like?"

When Lu Mingfei asked this question, Yang Cong was slightly stunned: "Are you going to study abroad?"

"I don't know either, but that college is a foreign college after all, and it's pretty good." Lu Mingfei was very confused now, and he didn't know how to choose.

"Actually, I have never been to a foreign college," said Yang Cong.

Not only has Yang Cong never been to the university, but he has also helped Dongfang Bai help him. He hasn't been to it a few times in total.

"Ah... you haven't been there either." Lu Mingfei's eyes were filled with loss.

Originally, he thought Yang Cong looked so elegant, but he thought he was a turtle.

"But I haven't been there, it doesn't mean I don't know." Yang Cong said: "Actually it's very simple. Just answer truthfully what they ask you, but the questions are usually why you choose our college, how do you think about anything, etc."

"But I didn't choose their academy." This is what Lu Mingfei was most annoying. He had never heard of this academy before, and it was all people who came to him.

"There is nothing to do. They can come to you, they must be interested in some of your talents." Yang Cong said: "Foreign colleges are very democratic. Just don't worry too much, just answer seriously."

"Well, thank you, Yang Cong." Lu Mingfei was also much more relaxed when he heard Yang Cong's words.

"But I can't tell you, you're actually attracted by the foreign academy." Yang Cong lost the red wine in his glass and said with a smile.

"I don't know why they chose me, I can't do anything." Lu Mingfei shook his head, and he didn't know about Yang Cong's question.

"No...Lu Mingfei, you have to believe in yourself." Yang Cong saw Lu Mingfei like this and immediately spoke: "No one in this world is a useless person. As long as you work hard, you can make others look up to you, and some people are even more interested. You only need one opportunity to surpass everyone. Lu Mingfei, you are very special, I believe you can do it."

Yang Cong said this not because of Lu Mingfei's personality, but because of Lu Mingfei's bloodline.

Without this bloodline, Yang Cong would not have felt that Mingfei was different from the way out. He was just an ordinary passerby.

But now it’s different. Lu Mingfei’s bloodline in his body is very pure and strong. Now Lu Mingfei has not been trained. If he is trained, he will definitely become a strong man in time.

After hearing Yang Cong's encouragement, Lu Mingfei was not very excited, and he became more and more questioning about himself. He had nothing to do with anything special about him, and he didn't even have the courage to confess his love to the girl he liked. He was simply a waste.

During this period, Yang Cong has become familiar with Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei also regards Yang Cong as a good friend.

After all, Lu Mingfei does not have any friends. Of course, he is willing to make friends with him.

It was evening and Lu Mingfei was going home. He shouldn't have been out for so long, but when he met Yang Cong, Lu Mingfei forgot the time. Although he couldn't help but scold him when he got home now, he was very happy to have a friend like Yang Cong.

When Yang Cong saw Lu Mingfei coming home, he was ready to return to his residence.

Yang Cong’s residence is a house that is neither big nor small, and he rented it.

After all, he has no source of income at all, so he can save a little bit of it. After all, Yang Cong is only alone.

However, Yang Cong actually doesn't have to worry about money at all, because there is a lot of gold and jewelry in his storage room.

.........

At night, Yang Cong was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

But just when the surroundings were quiet, Yang Cong suddenly opened his eyes.

"Snake?" Yang Cong came to the window with a look of vigilance.

Standing in front of the window, Yang Cong looked out the window and suddenly saw transparent creatures like snakes floating in the air and wandering constantly.

"Shi Yan Ling?"

Yang Cong has seen this, of course he still has some memory, but he is very curious. Could it be that he was discovered by that group of people before? Now he is here to chase him?

Thinking of this, Yang Cong became a little uneasy.

Seeing these spreading snakes at their tails, Yang Cong must be the one who used the Spirit of Word.

"Does he come to me or not, this is my territory."

Yang Cong turned over and came to his living room storage locker.

When I opened the storage cabinet, there was a long sword and a set of night clothes inside.

Put on his night clothes, picked up his long sword, Yang Cong and rushed out.

Yang Cong ran over the house, his purpose was to find the person who released the Speech Spirit.

"Have it!"

I saw a man with short blue and black hair at the corner of an alley, which attracted Yang Cong's attention.

It’s not that Yang Cong couldn’t find the exact person, but that the person who used the Yan Ling had already taken back the Yan Ling, so Yang Cong couldn’t find the accurate person, so he could only guess.

Looking at this man wearing a black suit and short blue and black hair, it was the most attractive thing about Yang Cong's attention.

Nothing else, it is because this person has such confidence, that kind of self-confidence that is beyond ordinary people.

The most important thing among them is that Yang Cong can be considered to be his. Even this person is also a person with the blood of the dragon clan.

Then think about it, in an ordinary city next to it, people with dragon blood appear, can they not attract attention?

Today, Yang Cong met two people, one was Lu Mingfei, and the other was this person.

The man with short blue and black hair looked around, and seemed to have found nothing, so he turned around and left.

And the moment he turned around, he suddenly stopped moving.

It wasn't that he twisted his waist, but he was still healthy, but someone put the sword on his neck.

"Deadpool?" Ye Sheng was also shocked. He did not notice any strange people around him at all, but now, it was like holding a long sword and putting it in front of his neck. With a slight stroke, he would be burping.

But she thought again that if it was Deadpool, she wouldn't have talked so much with him, so she would have helped him bleed.

"What organization are you?" Yang Cong made a sound like a broken speaker under his black mask.

"We..." Ye Sheng hesitated a little because he didn't know who this person was. If he was from the Dragon Clan, wouldn't that cause trouble for the academy?
Chapter completed!