Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

Chapter 635 A Perfect Curtain Call

However, after walking out of the stadium tunnel, Lu Mingfei discovered that Xia Mi was already waiting outside.

Upon seeing them arrive, Xia Mi immediately stood on tiptoe and waved, wearing the same Olympic rings tracksuit as a few days ago, and seemingly holding something in her hands.

He was about to ask them what they were up to when Xia Mi immediately called out impatiently, "Over here, over here! Oh dear, Senior Brother, hurry up!"

As he got closer, Lu Mingfei could see that Xia Mi was holding a large bouquet of white roses, roughly estimated to be at least several dozen. They seemed to have been recently wrapped, as the petals were still covered with water droplets.

"I ran to the school gate as soon as the florist called me. How was it? I should still be in time, right?" Xia Mi asked, slightly out of breath, her pretty face flushed and her breathing sounding a little rapid.

“There’s still time. Miao Miao’s situation is just beginning,” Chen Wenwen replied.

"Thank goodness, I made it in time."

Xia Mi patted her flat chest with relief and handed the flowers to Lu Mingfei: "Then it's your turn, senior brother. Here, there are ninety-nine white roses in total, not one is missing. I've already counted them."

Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the white roses being shoved into his hand, then asked, "What are you giving me?"

"Send flowers to Senior Sister Miaomiao."

Xia Mi blinked and said, "At concerts, people always go on stage to give flowers to the singers, right? Although Senior Sister Miao Miao plays the piano, this might be her last performance on stage at Shilan Middle School, so shouldn't she have a perfect farewell ceremony?"

Lu Mingfei paused, looking at the neatly trimmed bouquet of roses in his hand. Recalling the mysterious behavior of Erii and the other girls, he immediately understood the whole story.

"Is this the 'surprise' you were talking about, Little Fairy?"

He looked at Su Xiaoqiang and asked, "The reason you arrived at the stadium so late was because you went to the florist to order flowers?"

"Hmm, how is it? Isn't it beautiful? I specially chose white roses, which symbolize love and are suitable for such a formal occasion."

Su Xiaoqiang nodded and said, "I originally wanted to order a better quality Fendella, but the flower shops near the school don't have a wide variety. They only have this most common Snow Mountain variety. It takes time to trim it into a bouquet, so we could only set a time for the florist to make it and deliver it to us... I was worried that it wouldn't make it in time. Fortunately, it was delivered on time in the end."

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, "This is quite a surprise. I was assigned to present flowers to Miaomiao on stage without knowing anything about it."

However, what Xiaotiannv and the others said was not wrong. Today might be Miaomiao's last time performing on stage at Shilan Middle School.

Of course, perhaps many years later, after they become honorary alumni of Sze Lan High School, they will have the opportunity to be invited back to the school to perform for their younger schoolmates. But by then, they will no longer be students of Sze Lan High School. The significance will also be different.

Miao Miao's last performance in high school deserved a memorable ending. It was wonderful.

But then Lu Mingfei remembered the rumors circulating at school that he and Liu Miaomiao had rekindled their old flame, and that he had abandoned the young lady after seducing her. If he went on stage again to give her flowers, wouldn't the rumors only intensify?

On another note, aren't the relationships among her harem members a little too harmonious? They're so close that they're even giving each other husbands...

Before Lu Mingfei could voice his concerns, Erii wrote in her notebook and showed it to everyone: "It seems like we're running out of time."

Chen Wenwen paused as she looked at the words on the notebook, then listened intently to the piano music coming from the stadium's loudspeaker. She immediately said anxiously, "Miaomiao's performance is almost over, Mingfei, you have to hurry!"

"what?"

"What do you mean, 'huh'?" Su Xiaoqiang shoved Lu Mingfei. "Stop spacing out! Run! Otherwise, Miaomiao's performance will be over. If we really miss it, I'll never forgive you for the rest of my life!"

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but take a step, and then the wind began to whistle.

It was already May; the tail end of spring had long since slipped away, and the vibrant early summer had quietly arrived without him even noticing. He looked up at the sky, which was spotless in its azure expanse, and the white clouds looked so soft that it made him want to lie down and sleep in them.

The roses in my arms swayed gently in the wind, their fragrance subtle, just like the quiet arrival of my affection.

What a nice summer. He thought to himself, what a nice summer.

……

As the slender fingers leave the keys, the love aria from ancient Egypt fades away with the last note of the piano.

Liu Miaomiao let out a soft sigh, withdrew her hands, and a light bead of sweat appeared on her fair forehead.

Playing the piano is far from as easy as it seems; it's actually quite mentally taxing. Not only do you need to memorize every note on the score, but you also need to play it at the perfect moment.

However, Liu Miaomiao no longer carries the heavy burden she once did. She no longer mechanically follows the prescribed steps to perform the piano pieces on the sheet music; instead, she is much more free and unrestrained.

She remembered that she was like that when she first started learning piano. She played it haphazardly, however she wanted, but she was very happy back then and felt no pressure at all.

On the contrary, as I gradually started taking exams and following in my mother's footsteps, trying to move towards a more professional path, I found myself increasingly unable to experience the joy of playing the piano that I used to have.

It wasn't until she met Lu Mingfei that she went through many incredible experiences with him and tried many things she had never dared to try before. Especially during the school anniversary celebration, she disobeyed her mother for the first time and broke the rules by not performing according to the submitted list, instead playing "The Girl's Prayer".

That time, she not only truly conveyed her feelings to Lu Mingfei, but also experienced the joy of her little fingers pressing the piano keys for the first time and hearing the piano make a sound, a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time.

This time, she followed her own ideas and played the "Triumphal March," which should have been magnificent, with a gentle and tender touch.

Music should be free.

You should express your feelings to the people you want to tell, according to your own thoughts.

Liu Miaomiao exhaled, stood up from the piano bench, and subconsciously scanned the crowd. She smiled at someone sitting in an unknown direction, then slowly walked to the center of the stage, stopping in front of the microphone, the long hem of her fishtail dress trailing behind her.

Her pink lips parted slightly, her hand covering her chest, just as she was about to bow in thanks... the crowd below the stage suddenly erupted into a deafening roar.

"Oh--"

A brief look of surprise appeared on Liu Miaomiao's delicate face; she didn't know what had happened.

Was there something wrong with my performance just now? Or was it that my overly self-centered performance was indeed too controversial...?

But the next moment, she heard the sound of footsteps on the steps next to her.

Lu Mingfei was wearing the casual clothes that Liu Miaomiao was very familiar with: a white T-shirt, slim-fitting trousers, and holding a large bouquet of white roses. It was almost evening, and the approaching sunset was casting a warm glow on him.

"These are roses for you, Miaomiao," Lu Mingfei said, adjusting his breathing, and handed the bouquet to Liu Miaomiao.

Looking at the white roses in front of her, Liu Miaomiao's expression was a mixture of surprise and puzzlement. She didn't forget to move the microphone away before speaking: "Why did you suddenly think of giving me flowers?"

"...I don't know either, maybe it was wishing you a successful performance or something?"

Lu Mingfei said somewhat embarrassedly, "Actually, this was prepared by Qiangqiang and the others for me. They felt that your closing ceremony performance should have a perfect ending. Aren't we transferring schools next semester? This is probably your last performance on stage at Shilan Middle School."

"I knew you weren't that romantic, Mingfei."

Liu Miaomiao pouted, but then smiled sweetly and accepted the bouquet from Lu Mingfei. She said with a smile, "But thank you anyway... After all, it was you who brought it. I'll just accept it reluctantly."

"Is it too much to ask?"

Liu Miaomiao lowered her gaze, looking at the unfolding petals of the white rose, and pouted, saying, "Hmph, actually I'm very happy! It's just that saying this makes you, Mingfei, too smug. Next time you'll forget to prepare it yourself and have Qiangqiang and the others help you..."

She paused for a moment, then looked up, her eyes sparkling: "Did you hear the piece I just played?"

"I heard most of it... but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to give you the flowers before you left the stage, so I ran all the way here and didn't listen very carefully."

Liu Miaomiao pouted: "I'll forgive you this time for the sake of these flowers. From now on, you'll have to listen carefully to every one of my performances!"

Lu Mingfei stood up straight, his face serious: "I promise!"

The microphones didn't pick up the two people's voices, and the stadium's audience seats were quite a distance from the performance stage, so the students sitting in the audience didn't actually know what Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao were saying on stage.

Just as Liu Miaomiao finished her performance, Young Master Lu gracefully appeared on stage, holding a large bouquet of white roses. He walked up to Liu Miaomiao in full view of everyone, while the young piano prodigy looked on in surprise.

If Lu Mingfei hadn't been wearing casual clothes... but instead a Florentine-style black suit, no one would have doubted that the young master Lu would have knelt down on one knee and pulled out a ring to propose at any moment.

What are they doing here? Trying to get back together? Could it be that Lu Mingfei has really rekindled his feelings for Liu Miaomiao and dumped the little fairy Su Xiaoqiang?
Before everyone could recover from their surprise, something even more astonishing happened next. Everyone saw Liu Miaomiao smiling as she accepted the bouquet from Lu Mingfei's hands, her smile so sweet! It was as if the two weren't ex-boyfriends and girlfriends, but rather a couple deeply in love.

Have these two really broken up?

Damn, it's so itchy! So what exactly did those two say? Couldn't they just speak into the microphone?
Watching the two people on stage talking, but having no idea what they were saying... everyone was getting increasingly anxious. It was like being in the climax of a movie when the audio suddenly stopped working. And to make matters worse, the movie didn't even have subtitles!

A commotion arose below the stage. Lu Mingfei withdrew his gaze and said, "However, judging from the situation, it seems that taking you to the infirmary with Miaomiao is going to be even more difficult to resolve."

Liu Miaomiao glanced at the eager audience seats: "It seems so..."

She paused for a moment, then playfully stuck out her tongue, looking at Lu Mingfei: "How about we make it even more chaotic?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback: "More chaotic? How so?"

"that is--"

Liu Miaomiao paused, then suddenly stood on tiptoe in front of Lu Mingfei, her moist breath gently wafting towards him.

Not only Lu Mingfei paused at that moment, but everyone in the stadium froze.

A moment later, the girl's heels touched the ground again, the cool touch spreading across her cheeks. Liu Miaomiao bit her lip, looking down at him. Lu Mingfei came back to his senses and realized what had happened in that instant.

"--I see."

Amidst the deafening gasps of "Wow!" from the stadium, Liu Miaomiao, holding a bouquet of flowers, blinked and said...

Lu Mingfei was genuinely stunned, still feeling the lingering kiss on his cheek. You see, the formerly obedient and conservative Liu Miaomiao, let alone openly displaying affection, would even be shy about a hug in the classroom; she would absolutely never do something like kissing him on stage during a school performance.

Besides, their public identities are still ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend... Has this little girl completely let loose?
Everyone witnessed what just happened. Not only did Liu Miaomiao, the school's most beautiful piano student, accept the flowers from Lu Mingfei, but she also kissed him in front of everyone!
Damn it, it was one thing to see them showing off their love when they were dating, but now that they've broken up, why are they still doing it...?

No way! When you were dating, you never showed off like this! Back then, it was mostly just holding hands and hugging in school, maybe a kiss backstage at the school anniversary performance. Now that you've broken up, you're showing off even more, right?
Where's Su Xiaoqiang, the little fairy?! Aren't these two your current boyfriend and your best friend? Aren't you going to do anything about it?
Liu Miaomiao walked to the microphone with the bouquet in her arms, smiling as she spoke, "Thank you, Lu Mingfei, the bouquet is beautiful. It's perfectly reasonable for friends to exchange a kiss on the cheek or a kiss on the cheek, isn't it?"

Everyone was thinking to themselves, "What a load of rubbish! This is China, not Europe!"

Then, an even more shocking scene unfolded in the next moment.

Just as Liu Miaomiao was speaking, Lu Mingfei suddenly lowered his head and kissed Liu Miaomiao on the cheek.

Liu Miaomiao's pretty face instantly flushed pink as she realized what was happening, while Lu Mingfei had already moved closer to the microphone and said with a mischievous grin, "I think it makes perfect sense."

……

(End of this chapter)