Chapter 13 Hurry, hurry, Chen Wenwen is coming...
Lu Mingfei nodded vigorously at his reflection in the mirror, his expression ferocious and his eyes sharp.
That's amazing, bro!
That's what we'll do!
"Lu Mingfei, what are you doing?" Zhao Menghua walked into the restroom.
Lu Mingfei: "..."
Enemies are especially hostile when they meet, particularly when Lu Mingfei is gathering his emotions.
However, now is not the time to settle accounts.
Moreover, Zhao Menghua is a student of Chu Zihang. He is clearly a top student, but he acts like a sports student, with a muscular body. He could probably take on three Lu Mingfeis at once.
"For some reason, my face suddenly started twitching, so I was just moving my facial muscles around." Lu Mingfei was quick-witted. "What's wrong?"
Zhao Menghua handed him the bag in her hand: "Clothes, change into them when you give your speech. Chen Wenwen said you should dress formally for the speech."
Inside the bag was a Korean-style black suit and a white shirt, along with a thin black tie with subtle patterns; the size fit him perfectly.
Lu Mingfei once really wanted such an outfit, thinking he would look especially smart in it, but his aunt didn't agree.
For some reason, an ominous premonition lingered in my mind.
That said, how did Chen Wenwen know he wanted this outfit? Could it be that she was secretly watching him?
Lu Mingfei felt that this happiness was a little unreal. The huge iron hammer smashed on his head, almost making him faint.
He hurriedly reached for his phone, intending to call Linto and tell him that he had already won the battle before the fighting even got serious.
Could this be... a two-way journey?
"Sorry, the number you dialed is busy. Please call back later."
Lu Mingfei's vision went black, and he almost fainted: "Brother Tuozi, I know it's you!"
"Oh? You actually noticed?" Linto said casually from the other end. "How's the progress?"
"I feel like it will work out."
"That's good, I'm hanging up now." Linto ended the call.
Lu Mingfei slowly closed his phone. He figured Lin Tuo must be backstage in the screening room right now, ready to offer a salute to the birth of the king.
There's no turning back now, I have to confess my feelings! And I absolutely have to succeed!
As soon as Lu Mingfei stepped into the screening room, Su Xiaoqiang's laughter pierced his ears like needles: "Oh my god, Bruce's here."
The members of the literature club, who were drinking cola and eating popcorn, burst into laughter.
Lu Mingfei's face turned as red as an eggplant.
"What are you laughing at? Paige and George are wearing suits too." Someone came to his rescue.
The fattest pair of twin brothers in the literary society, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, also walked in, both dressed in black suits. The two brothers, equally round and chubby, stood there like two black basketballs side by side.
"Are you two also giving speeches?"
Lu Mingfei was a little confused. Were the three of them definitely not wearing the same clothes?
"If we don't give a speech, we're just there to be there," Xu Yanyan said. "We're just extras, we get paid, so why not do it?"
Lu Mingfei glanced blankly at Chen Wenwen, who nodded at him with bright, clear eyes.
The ominous premonition grew stronger, but when Lu Mingfei thought of his brother Lin Tuo backing him up, the unease in his heart subsided by more than half.
"Brothers are the most important thing, but who loves more, brothers or gold?" Lu Mingfei took a deep breath. For some reason, it seemed that the only reliable person among the people present was the other party.
In this situation, he became even calmer, just like Gojo Satoru before performing the Sukuna ritual.
"You'll stand in that spot to give your speech in a bit," Zhao Menghua said, pointing to a photocopy placed in front of the screen. "Just stand on that photocopy and don't block the screen. We'll be showing a group photo of everyone on the big screen in a bit."
"Okay."
Lu Mingfei spoke calmly, his demeanor seemingly saying, "You are the challenger."
Just kidding, why would I post a group photo of everyone?
The Crown of Guilt, this is the salute to the birth of a king.
Zhao Menghua, so Chen Wenwen was in such a predicament with you? She's a completely different story with me. If you have the guts, watch the video my brother Lin Tuo played…
Zhao Menghua frowned. What was Lu Mingfei doing?
If he didn't know that Lu Mingfei was just a hapless genius, he would have thought that the people here were Keanu Reeves or Brad Pitt, exuding charisma.
"However, everything should be proceeding according to plan..."
Zhao Menghua's lips curled slightly. He could almost see this defeated dog crying and shouting, "What a joke!"
The lights dimmed, leaving only the white photocopy paper on the stage shimmering with a faint glow.
The scene resembled a battle between L and Light Yagami, with the two geniuses engaging in a battle of wits on the spot, surpassing even Zhongli's feigned death, leaving onlookers sweating bullets.
Faster, faster!
Chen Wenwen is coming! Chen Wenwen is coming! And who's that Zhao Menghua on the other side? I've never even seen him before, how could I possibly lose!
Lu Mingfei stood with his hands in his pockets, looking ahead with absolute confidence.
Alright! This is his stage! A once-in-a-lifetime battle—win this girl, and happiness for the rest of his life will be his! Everything is ready: dandelions, WALL-E, the confession! At this moment, he is impeccably dressed, exuding confidence and charisma!
Lu Mingfei strode onto the stage, stood on the photocopy paper, took a deep breath, and was about to shout to the world, "Chen Wenwen, I love you!"
The internet says that you should give up everything a man has, and Lu Mingfei feels he is prepared to do so.
The bright light suddenly blinded him, the projector was turned on, and the whole audience booed.
Lu Mingfei raised his arm to shield his eyes, thinking to himself, "Damn it."
He hadn't even spoken yet, how did they move on to the next scene? Had the projectionist gotten the time wrong? His eyes had just adjusted to the bright light when he saw Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao standing on his left like two bowling pins.
"What are you doing up here?" Lu Mingfei asked in a low voice.
"Just an extra," Xu Yanyan shrugged, giving an innocent look.
Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked around, and suddenly noticed a huge English letter "L" on his left. The projector was projecting characters onto the screen.
The audience continued to boo, and Lu Mingfei couldn't hold back any longer. He ran a short distance away to look back at the screen.
A single line of text: "Chen Wenwen, LveYu!"
He didn't understand the two strange words, but he sensed that something was wrong.
Zhao Menghua looked at this farcical scene with pity in his eyes.
What a pity.
He knew that Lu Mingfei had given the projectionist a pack of Furongwang cigarettes, but sorry, he had given him Ruike Wudai cigarettes instead.
Three e-cigarette cartridges cost 99 yuan.
Compared to a pack of Furongwang cigarettes that only costs twenty-five yuan, it's far more expensive...
Follow me, left hand, right hand, one slow motion at a time.
Although Lu Mingfei understood bribery, he didn't understand how bribery could allow a latecomer to surpass an established leader. Moreover, Zhao Menghua didn't believe he would lose.
Lu Mingfei, the reason for your defeat is...
"Click!"
Just then, something unexpected happened!
End of this chapter...