If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 18 A Foreign Land
The flight landed at Chicago International Airport. Lin Nian and Lin Xian got off the plane and passed the entry gate, but before they could pick up their luggage, they were suddenly blocked by a group of people.

I saw a group of stylishly dressed young men approached with red banners and LED signs, screaming and cheering along the way, which shocked Lin Nian: "What kind of plane is this?"

Lin Xian was only slightly startled, and pulled Lin Nian away. Sure enough, these fanatical young people were not coming for them. The blonde girl who was sitting in front of Lin Nian in the first class before them was wearing a mask. Surrounded by a few black superstars, the brawny fellow who was like a bodybuilding coach was opening the way for the blonde girl, blocking everyone who tried to come and touch the blonde girl at close range.

"It turned out to be picking up stars." Lin Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about I pick you up? Actually, I really support your debut." Lin Xian smiled.

In the lobby leaving the airport, many people held signs with names written on them, some for "Jackson", some for "Ayase", and some for "Jin Taiyan", but they didn't see Lin Nian and Lin Xian. .

In fact, the sign that Lin Nian saw the most along the way was the "Carlisle Cape" held by the star-chasing fans. Then he remembered that the recent American drama "Hunting" was very popular. It was about a group of young people in Texas who were kidnapped by a lunatic. When I came to a farmland to play the battle royale game, a very heroic female supporting role was this "Carlisle Cape". The blonde hair and beautiful face attracted a lot of fans all over the world.

"The treatment of stars is really good. I heard that you can make a lot of money by just picking up an endorsement." Lin Nian stood by the luggage carousel in the center of the hall while waiting for their bags while looking at the fans who were wrapped in layers and unable to move not far away. Blonde girl.

"But it's also quite hard work." Lin Xian said.

"I've worked really hard too." Lin Nian sighed, "You said that I could squeeze in and grab an autographed photo and sell it to those fanatics. Maybe I'll be able to eat better for lunch today."

"Don't be so shabby, your sister and I only settled the salary when I resigned a few days ago. I have the money to treat you to a big meal." Lin Xian reached out and rubbed Lin Nian's hair hard.

"But then again, the current fans are really crazy. Look at that man, he rushed in with a sign." Lin Nian looked at a tall man with a beard in the crowd, holding his hands up and writing "Carlisle" ·Cape, the love of my life" The white board desperately drilled into it was a little bit can't help laughing.

The blonde girl's bodyguard was also taken aback by this bear-like guy, probably because of the physique of this enthusiastic fan. Compared to being a fan, this bearded man might have a better future as a kidnapper.

The blonde girl couldn't hold back this guy's enthusiasm, so she could only take an oily pen and sign on his white shirt. Only then did the bearded man withdrew from the crowd contentedly, put down the whiteboard and wiped it off. After reading the words above, he re-wrote something and shrunk it to the corner and held it up.

This bearded man is really too eye-catching. Lin Nian couldn't help but glance at the whiteboard, but he couldn't take his eyes off the whiteboard anymore, because it was newly written: [Welcome to Chicago, Lin Years, Lin Xian]

The names of himself and Lin Xian are also specially used in Chinese. Although the font looks like a turtle crawling, at least they can be recognized.

"No way." Lin Nian couldn't help but take another look at this bearded man who was nesting in the corner. There are also ketchup stains on the collar of the plaid shirt.

One thing to say, if this guy squatted in front of the airport with this look, he would at least be able to collect enough money to squat at Burger King all day.

Lin Nian didn't know if this guy was a dog or not. It took only a few seconds for his eyes to focus. The other party noticed that someone was looking at him. He turned his head and saw Lin Nian and Lin Xian's eyes lit up and they held the sign and shook it. The signature of Carlisle Capet on the white T-shirt under the shirt is particularly conspicuous, and the overall look is extraordinarily happy.

After waiting for the luggage at the turntable, Lin Nian carried the big bag, Lin Xian carried the small bag, and walked over to say hello: "Senior brother?"

"Finger von Frings, a student of Kassel College, you must be the junior brother Mandy asked me to pick up, right? It's a pleasure to meet you." The bearded brother put down the whiteboard and came to hold Lin Nian's Hand, the opening is fluent Chinese: "Just got off the plane? It's hard work, hard work."

Lin Nianxin said that it is not hard or hard, no matter how hard you are, how can you work hard? While picking up the plane, she also part-time star chasing.

Seemingly noticing Lin Nian staring at his T-shirt, Fingal tugged on his T-shirt and said, "I don't chase stars, this is an autograph for other students in the school. I'm soft-hearted, it's a trick. I couldn't hold back the pleading gazes of the juniors."

Lin Nian looked at the white T-shirt soaked by the sweat of the macho.

"Thank you Brother Finger for coming all the way to pick us up. I am Lin Nian's sister." Lin Xian raised her head and said to Finger. The guy in front of her was 1.8 meters tall and she had to raise her head to speak.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Professor Manstein told me about the specific situation. I will take you to the CC1000 Express." Hanging all the small bags on his thick and long arms, he revealed a self-confident and charming smile.

"Senior Brother Fingal has worked hard, but I still want to ask, is there anything I should pay attention to before enrolling?" Lin Nian inadvertently inserted between Fingal and Lin Xian to separate the two.

"No, the orientation training will be completed on the train. It is nothing more than to give you a detailed introduction to the customs of our college, and then let you decide whether to enroll." Fingal said: "I heard that you are only 16 years old, right? This age There are very few who go to school.”

"To be precise, I will be 17 this year, and I will be 18 next year."

"Have you two had lunch? Fast food on the plane must be hard to eat, right? I know there is a Burger King nearby that tastes good." Fingal rubbed his hands.

"It's okay, don't delay. Professor Manstein booked the first-class cabin, and the fast food tastes pretty good." Lin Nian and Lin Xian rejected Fingel's invitation to make a meal in unison, because their rich experience and keen awareness Out this guy is trying to give them a lunch for free.

"That's it." Fingal was stunned for a moment, but he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​taking food from his younger brothers and sisters who had not yet entered school.

After leaving the airport, Fingal took Lin Nian and the two on a dozen subway stops, and walked two blocks to the train station.

Looking at the majestic dome of the Chicago train station, Lin Nian couldn't help feeling much better about this senior.

At least the other party is conscientious in leading the way - the key is that this Senior Brother Fingel is able to save money, he can never take a taxi if he can walk, and never take a bus if he can walk. The toll is perfectly reduced to less than two dollars per person!

Feeling the approving gazes from Lin Nian and Lin Xian, Fingal was a little moved and bluntly said that if the junior could give the senior a cup of Coke, the senior would be even more moved.

Finally, after Lin Nian was willing to give him a Coke with a hamburger, he even took the initiative to grab a few big bags from Lin Nian's body and hang them on his body. He looks more like a good horse than a small pack.

Lin Nian and Fingel talked a lot along the way, mostly about the college. Lin Nian has a lot of doubts about Kassel College. Now I see another student from Kassel. Find out more before enrolling.

"Which tutor is Senior Brother Fingal following in the school?" Lin Nian asked.

"Professor Guderian, he's an interesting old man. Everyone respects him, but he's a little off-line occasionally." Fingal tapped his temple: "I suspect that his old illness is not healed. Because the professor is a patient."

"Patient?"

"They came from the same mental institution."

Fingal couldn't stop talking, and for a moment Lin Nian wanted to turn his head and fly back to China.

"Is the school far from the city?" Lin Nian asked while holding back his fear, mainly because he was worried that Cassell College was actually a famous mental hospital in Chicago and came to interview his Manstein and Mandy. In fact, it was a patient who escaped inside! .

"It's a bit far. Professor Manstein should have said when he introduced you. Our school is in the mountains. When the semester starts, we can only take the CC1000 express train to go there. Otherwise, we can only go in by helicopter."

Well, the mental hospital in the mountains feels more like a horror movie.

"You have actually missed the start of the semester after get off work. This express train was sent by Professor Manstein to pick you up. Otherwise, if you don't have enough class, you can honestly wait for the next train in a few days." Fingal took a sip of Coca-Cola and took out a grease-stained starting watch from his arms to show Lin Nian.

The starting table has the school emblem of the Half-Dead World Tree, and at the same time, there is a clear departure time. It looks quite formal, which makes Lin Nian calm down and does not drag Lin Xianluo, but he still notices Finger. Some weird words in Erlang: "Did you just say class?"

Fingal bit the Coke straw and said: "Our school is an aristocratic school, so it naturally follows the aristocratic system, just like the British fifth-class title. Some people with higher class enjoy better special treatment in school. If you are a student, you can ask the kitchen to work overtime and deliver supper for you at night. Of course, some people are like serfs, they eat whatever the cafeteria gives them, as long as they don’t starve to death, they can continue to go to the field.”

"What class do you belong to, senior brother?"

"Brother, I used to be beautiful too"

"I understand." Lin Nian nodded and asked no more.

In a word, Fingel led the three people to swipe the magnetic card tickets and entered the waiting room. Lin Nian wanted to see the timetable, but Fingel directly pulled him to the VIP channel: "Professor Manstein should wait. It's too late, you should have arrived as soon as you landed in the car, go this way and get on the car directly."

"It's so convenient." Lin Nian looked back at the crowd in the waiting hall. On the contrary, the VIP channel was crowded with people. Without emotion, it would be nice if it was so convenient during the Spring Festival.

Fingal led them through the VIP passage, and in front of the ticket gate stood a man in a dark green conductor's uniform, holding a credit card machine in his hand as he watched them approach with a smile.

"Mr. Lin Nian, the train has been waiting at the station for a long time." The conductor called out Lin Nian's name. It seemed that Fingal was right. This train was indeed specially designed to pick him up.

"This person is also from Kassel College?" Lin Nian was a little surprised.

"Class of 98 graduates of Kassel College, Department of History." The conductor said with a smile.

Lin Nian and Lin Xian glanced at each other, and it seemed that Cassell College's package assignment was true, at least they saw a graduate assignee in the Chicago train station.

"And me." Fingal was a little dissatisfied that the conductor did not mention his name: "Can't you enjoy the privilege of being respected after walking through the VIP passage once?"

"Can you save enough GPA to graduate this year? I heard that the academy is considering downgrading your grade again." The conductor watched Fingal swipe the ticket, and the card machine turned on the green light, "beep" one sound.

"I've already reached the 'E' grade. Isn't the 'E' grade the lowest class in the academy? Can I still pierce the floor?" Fingal grimaced.

"The equipment department can pierce the Well of Annihilation, but you may not be able to pierce the floor. It is said that they are planning to add an 'F' grade. You should be honored to be the person who can refresh the lower limit of the rating every time." The conductor said.

"It turns out that even serfs are not my bottom line. Can I still transform into a mule academy to take care of the mules?"

"It depends on whether the staff in the cafeteria serving you are Turks," said the conductor.

"Only Turks called Avanti like mules! Other Turks only like donkey meat on fire!" Fingal shouted in dissatisfaction, and it seemed that he had successfully replaced himself with a mule.

Lin Nian swiped the ticket through the credit card machine, the green light turned on, and the credit card machine beeped rhythmically.

"It's actually an 'A' class. Sure enough, Professor Manstein's wait was worth it." The conductor turned his head and stopped talking to Fingal.

"'A' level? Junior and younger brother have developed. I have always heard Mandy say that you are very good, but I didn't expect it to be an 'A' level." Fingal also seemed surprised.

"A level is the highest?" Lin Nian asked curiously.

"There's still an 'S' on it, but only the principal is an 'S'," Fingal explained.

"No, not only, there are more 'S' class, but no more than ten people." The conductor raised his finger and shook his head to correct.

"Could it be those guys from the school board?" Fingal asked suspiciously, "Can those old guys abuse their power to increase their authority?"

Lin Xian crossed the ticket, and after the green light came on, a "ding" sounded.

The conductor glanced at her unexpectedly and said, "There are still new employees."

"Staff?" Fingal froze for a moment and looked at Lin Xian, thinking that they were both freshmen.

"Professor Manstein specially hired." Lin Nian explained to Lin Xian.

"The college has had few external employees in recent years." The conductor nodded.

"I remember the last time I hired the staff from the Navy SEALs," Fingal said.

SEALs?
Lin Nian was stunned for a moment. What school would hire those thugs as staff?Is it to be used as a security guard?He thought about it but didn't ask, and neither Fingal nor the conductor explained it.

The conductor took the three to the platform. The dark high-speed train stopped on the rails, and the silver-white vines stretched backwards along the front of the train.Normal trains will not have these lines. This decoration is more like it was processed by young people who love street art in urban Chicago, but the CC1000 express trains are decorated with more master-level characters.

In front of the only open door on the front of the gorgeous car, a light dazzled Lin Nian's eyes. After looking at it, he realized that it was Professor Manstein standing in the sunlight and looking at him.

(End of this chapter)