Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 16: Brother Zhao's Red Envelope

Chapter 16: Brother Zhao's Red Envelope

Lu Mingfei went home for dinner.

After talking to my aunt, I ran to the entrance of Wanda Studios with my schoolbag on my back.

All the tickets are in his hands, without him, this event would not be possible.

Nuonuo stood beside him, the beautiful scenery attracted everyone's attention, but no one dared to go up and talk to him.

This beauty is so otherworldly that the guys feel ashamed even when they dress up like a house girl.

"Lu Mingfei and I sit in the last row." Nuonuo said willfully.

No one dared to disobey the queen's orders.

There were still 10 minutes before the movie started, and they entered with popcorn and Coke cups.

The people from the Literature Club couldn't fill up the seats, and I don't know whether Nuo Nuo's brilliance was too dazzling or Lu Mingfei was too unlucky, but there were only the two of them in the last row.

Lu Mingfei went to the bathroom and washed his face in the mirror.

There is a big gap between his childish face and the vicissitudes of his face reflected in the rain puddle in Weiming City. Compared with this face, he still prefers this face.

There's nothing wrong with being a bad kid. Every day I just sit in my seat and look out the window thinking about life, and the day flies by.

You don't need to cut people, and you don't need to be cut, so happy.

"Lu Mingfei, what are you doing?" Zhao Menghua barged in.

"I wash my face, what's wrong?"

"Clothes, put them on when you give a speech. Chen Wenwen said that you should be more formal when you give a speech." Zhao Menghua handed him a bag.

Inside was a two-button Korean-style black suit, a white shirt, and a narrow black tie, the size of which suited his thin figure.

"Suit? Why are you wearing this?"

"Later." Zhao Menghua hesitated, but still said: "I want to confess my love to Chen Wenwen. According to the plan, you will stand at the front when the movie ends."

"If you don't want to come, forget it."

"You like Chen Wenwen?" Lu Mingfei raised his head.

No wonder this guy goes to the literature club every day and refuses the kindness of the little celestial girl. It turns out that he has long been interested.

It is said that confession is the clarion call of a victory charge, and only after you have caught up with it can you confess.

Zhao Menghua doesn't seem like a reckless straight man, is he so confident?
"I understand, extras." Lu Mingfei nodded.

Hearing that the girl he had a crush on before was going to be taken first, it is reasonable to feel a little regretful, but Lu Mingfei did not.

It was as if he was listening to a story of two strangers.

He is too unfamiliar with Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen. In the past, he recorded Chen Wenwen's birthday, favorite food, and favorite color in a small exclusive notebook.

The memorization of memorization is terrific, word for word.

If anyone asked, he could answer faster than Chen Wenwen herself. At that time, he thought it was love.

But now, when I look through that notebook again, I don't even feel any disturbance in my heart, but feel ashamed instead.

It's like after growing up, looking back at the space dynamics of my junior high school, I wish I could give myself a good beating.

Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua are well matched, a couple of golden boy and jade girl.

He felt that the two of them were quite suitable, and it would be nice if they could achieve a marriage.

"Is there a salary? Brother Zhao?" Lu Mingfei asked expectantly.

Zhao Menghua is also a wealthy man. I heard that his family's company is going to be listed soon, and his grades are also very good. He will be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University. It would be unreasonable for a kid from such a rich family not to give him a big red envelope.

"You are willing to come." Zhao Menghua opened his mouth wide, "I thought."

He was planning to play tricks on Lu Mingfei at the beginning, who didn't know that this little boy likes Chen Wenwen?
At that time, seeing Lu Mingfei standing on the podium with a confused face and pretending to be a letter, his expression must be very funny, but today Lu Mingfei brought a super pretty girl to the venue, and all the aura was suppressed.

After struggling in his heart, he chose to tell Lu Mingfei the truth.

He was ready to be scolded, but who knew Lu Mingfei was so open-minded.

"Of course, every extra performer has a red envelope." Zhao Menghua took out a red envelope from his trouser pocket and stuffed it into Lu Mingfei's hand. "It's 1000 yuan inside, don't say Brother Zhao is stingy."

"Decree!" Lu Mingfei laughed and stuffed the red envelope into his pocket.

Wearing a suit and standing on stage for a few minutes, you can get 1000 yuan, this job is not too exciting!
He didn't change his clothes and wanted to watch a movie first.

Sitting next to Nuonuo, he put on 3D glasses, grabbed a handful of popcorn, and took a sip of Coke from a straw.

Beautiful~
Nuonuo sat in the last row, glanced at the students who were discussing quietly below, and finally settled on Lu Mingfei's profile.

The S-class seems to be really watching the movie seriously and enjoying it.

Is this camouflage?
Of course, she didn't sneak into the gathering of the literature club just to catch up with Lu Mingfei, she wanted to observe, to observe the daily life of this lone wolf.

If this was a disguise, it would be too seamless.

He really looks like a heartless bastard.

How did he fit into this ordinary and ordinary society?
Except for Lu Mingfei, the most outstanding people in this party couldn't catch the eyes of the little witch. From her point of view, these were a group of ordinary people who couldn't be more ordinary.

How can the wolf dance with the lamb?
Nuonuo shook his head, really couldn't figure out Lu Mingfei's way, so he also put on his glasses and focused on watching the movie.

In a dark movie theater, a beam of light shoots from a projector onto a white screen.

The sound of chewing popcorn, drinking Coke from a straw, and the sound of the garbage collection robot WALL-E's tracks crushing the garbage pile.

Wall-E walks alone on the ground flooded by garbage dumps, the last active robot in the world, and only Wall-E is still working hard on the entire earth.

Lu Mingfei was quickly attracted by this unique way of expression.

"Brother, is the movie good?"

"It looks good." Lu Mingfei responded casually: "Huh? You're here again!"

Lu Mingze, who was wearing a small black suit, sat in the seat next to him.

"Don't you think it's very hot? Zhao Menghua wants to play tricks on you. He wants you to wear funny clown costumes and stand on stage to make everyone look ugly."

"No, it's not the same."

"What's different? He just wants to see you embarrassing."

"The clown's salary is not as high as mine."

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"Eat popcorn?" Lu Mingfei picked up the popcorn from his lap and hit Lu Mingze on the forehead.

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you are still my brother." Lu Mingze sighed, pushed the popcorn forward, grabbed it and tasted a few mouthfuls.

"Don't worry about those things, even if a meteorite is about to fall down and destroy the earth tomorrow, we still have to spend the rest of the time well." Lu Mingfei ruffled Lu Mingze's hair: "Stop being your bad-ass The look on my face, didn’t you call me brother, then listen to my brother now, watch a movie and relax.”

(End of this chapter)

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