Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 280: Every loser has his savior
"Come on, Lu Mingfei."

In the bathroom of Wanda Cinema, Lu Mingfei cheered himself up in front of the mirror. The person in the mirror looked haggard and pale, with dark circles under his eyes, which was the result of staying up late playing games.

Old Tang was extremely stubborn about certain things. Last night he had been pulling him to rush the rankings. In his words, brothers are like limbs and women are like clothes. Lu Mingfei would most likely not be able to catch up with the goddess, but Old Tang could be Mingming's gaming partner for life. Lu Mingfei had to weigh the pros and cons himself.

Lu Mingfei said that he could live with missing limbs, but he could not go out without clothes, because that would be like running naked, and he would be arrested by the police for violating the Public Security Administration Law and put in jail. He was still young, and it was not worth it to have a criminal record.

Old Tang said he wanted to rush up to him and slap him twice to wake him up, and also educate him on the legal knowledge that streaking would not leave a criminal record.

This made Lu Mingfei wonder whether he should sign a life and death statement, so that he could let himself go after his confession failed and leave an unforgettable memory for his youth.

However, considering his skinny figure and his not-so-special strengths, as well as the surge in Internet users and the emerging live broadcast industry in recent years, Lu Mingfei gave up on this idea that might be tempting in the eyes of this pervert.

But he still stayed with Old Tang for the night.

There's nothing I can do. I have too few friends.

It was so rare that an online friend he had never met could make him play games all night long despite the pressure of confessing his feelings to Chen Wenwen tomorrow.

Part of the reason is that he is not good at saying no to people, and good people are often bullied.

The vibration of his cell phone brought Lu Mingfei back to reality. He patted his face with his shaking hands, trying to make his pale face look a little rosy.

He came in such a hurry that he didn't have time to rent a suit. Now confessing his feelings in this miserable state would be a life-or-death situation, but he should do it as long as there is a glimmer of hope!
Do it, do it!
A good man will never admit defeat. He has been a coward for long enough, it’s time to stand up!

Lu Mingfei picked up his phone and received a text message from an unfamiliar number with no address.

"You're pretty good at the game. Would you consider becoming my henchman?"

Henchmen? Are there still people learning to play mafia games these days? The wave of "Young and Dangerous" has long passed. Now, if you have holes in your pants, pierced ears, and talk and walk like a gangster, others will not think you are cool. They will only think you are a mentally ill young man with a problem in the brain. Brother, don't be so different!
Lu Mingfei was not angry. It was not appropriate to get angry on such an important occasion today. He sent a smiley face with a request.

"Brother, I want to confess today, please bless me."

Soon, he received a brief reply.

"Can."

"Thanks!"

A good start?

The idiot who sent harassing text messages was willing to give him face, so there was no reason why Chen Wenwen wouldn't. Although he was not Red-Haired Shanks and did not have the Face Fruit, he was still Luffy plus Sun and Moon.

Just two words: awesome!
Lu Mingfei put away his phone, straightened his chest and stomach, raised his chin in front of the mirror, and tried to make himself look more imposing.

Classmate Zhao Menghua walked into the bathroom and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Uh... my neck is a little sore and I want to move it around. Is it like Jotaro (the protagonist of the second season of "Jojo's Bizarre Adventure")?"

"Like Don Quixote."

Meng Hua handed him a bag and said, "Clothes, change into them when you give your speech. Chen Wenwen said that you should be more formal when giving a speech."

In the bag was a two-button Korean-style black suit, a white shirt, and a narrow black tie, the size of which was just right for Lu Mingfei's thin figure.

He was a little touched. Zhao Menghua had always been the one who looked down on him the most in the class. He didn't expect that he would actually give him an assist today. What a good guy!
After Zhao Menghua left, Lu Mingfei quickly changed into a suit. The cheap one-size-fits-all suit didn't fit his body well enough, but it was much more presentable than the clothes he was wearing.

A good start x2!

This advantage is his!

"what are you planning to do?"

A female voice startled Lu Mingfei. He turned his head and saw Su Xiaoqiang, the "little angel" in the class, standing in front of the bathroom door, looking at him coldly.

He screamed in fear, hugged his chest with his hands, and raised and closed his right leg, looking like a decent woman who was seen naked by a bully.

"when did you come?"

"Before you change your clothes, anyway."

"Then you have seen me naked."

Lu Mingfei blurted out, feeling a little embarrassed at the same time, secretly thankful that there was no underwear in the clothes prepared by Zhao Menghua.

Su Xiaoqiang did not answer, but looked at Lu Mingfei from head to toe with contempt. Her beautiful eyes clearly showed her disdain for Lu Mingfei's skinny figure.

"I hope you can catch up with Chen Wenwen, but there's no hope for you right now."

"Yes, I know, and I wish you can catch up with Zhao Menghua soon."

Lu Mingfei grinned. Such a non-offensive reply made the usually spoiled little angel speechless. She could only snort and leave in dismay.

He walked into the screening room and saw the two brothers Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao looking at him with an inexplicable look. They were wearing the same suits as him, and their fat bodies made the suits look like two lowercase "o".

"You will stand over there and give a speech later." Zhao Menghua pointed at a piece of photocopied paper in front of the screen and said, "Just stand there and don't block the screen. The picture of the literature club will be shown on the big screen later."

Lu Mingfei felt a knot in his heart as the first mistake of the day had occurred.

He replaced his uncle's Zhonghua cigarettes with two packs of fake ones, returned one pack and gave the other pack to the projectionist, hoping that the uncle could create a touching scene at the right time. Now that the plan has gone through, he doesn't know what to do next.

His head was already aching after staying up late, and now it was completely blank. He was pushed onto the stage a little at a loss, and his ambitions were immediately reduced by half.

What should I do? Should I continue with my plan and shout to the world, "Chen Wenwen, I love you"?
A bright light suddenly came on and the projector started.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes subconsciously, but felt that the light was not glaring. He raised his head and the projector adjusted its angle. The strong light hit the top of the projection room, illuminating the dark projection room softly and gracefully.

At the same time, he heard Zhao Menghua's roar.

"What the hell!? The lights should be on the stage now!"

Lu Mingfei turned his head and saw Zhao Menghua, who was holding a bunch of roses, with a dark face. He loudly scolded the projectionist for being unprofessional and asked him what he wanted to do.

He turned his head blankly and saw Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao standing on his left side like two bowling pins, while on his left side there was a huge English letter "L", motionless.

I Love You!

A few English letters that had been arranged long ago, combined with myself and the two brothers of the Xu family, formed the English words "I love you", and combined with Zhao Menghua's words "should be played on the stage"...

Lu Mingfei looked at Chen Wenwen. The girl was as quiet and beautiful as ever, but there was confusion on her face, and she looked vaguely uneasy, as if she was wondering what had gone wrong.

He looked at the people around him again. Everyone had a look of confusion about the current situation, except for himself and the huge English letters that shouldn't appear on the stage, which seemed to be a matter of course.

Lu Mingfei felt his body getting colder and colder, from his heart to his fingertips, and his consciousness faded away, as if nothing in the world mattered.

He understood.

This was not a farewell to the Art Department, but Zhao Menghua's high-profile confession to Chen Wenwen. It had probably been rehearsed or the actors had been informed in advance. Everyone knew what would happen today, except him. Amid the noise, a cry of "wow" brought Lu Mingfei back to his senses. He raised his head and saw the "little angel" covering her face and running away. Only then did he slowly realize that not only he, but also this proud little angel was kept in the dark.

Two idiots.

Two losers.

The only difference is that the female dog is beautiful, has excellent grades, comes from a wealthy family, and has parents who love her. As long as she stops liking Zhao Menghua, she can become a proud little angel again.

And he has nothing.

Lu Mingfei showed a bitter smile. In fact, he also felt that Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen were more suitable than him. He was average-looking, average-figured, and his grades were barely passing. He was half a otaku...

Even his parents were away from home all year round and could not support him. The money they sent back every year was divided up by his uncle and aunt's family. The money became his uncle's new BMW, his aunt's gambling stakes at the card table, and Lu Mingze's capital for squandering at school, while he had to run errands and do housework to make a living.

Fatigue came over him like a tide, and Lu Mingfei's spine collapsed for a second.

I know you are busy and flying around the world all day, but your son is being bullied outside. Can't you come back occasionally to support your son?
Even if you don't support the show, just give me a hug and let me cry. Is it that difficult? I can understand your work, why can't you understand me?
Lu Mingfei felt his eyes were a little sore, and he tried to raise his head to look at the illuminated ceiling to avoid crying, which would be too miserable.

For this confession, he rejected the admission to Kassel, rejected Professor Guderian and Nono, and rejected the opportunity that could have been a turning point in his life, but what he got in return was a ridicule.

Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that something went wrong in Zhao Menghua’s confession process?
Why did it go wrong?

Lu Mingfei thought sadly and tiredly. Out of the corner of his eye he saw several staff members coming forward, moving the letters next to them while driving away the two chubby Xu brothers.

"What are you doing? Don't touch us!"

Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, who were driven away, shouted in dissatisfaction, but the staff were particularly tough. Zhao Menghua, who was already upset, had veins bulging on his face and shouted angrily.

"What the hell are you doing? I paid for it!!"

A middle-aged man in a neat suit came over and gave Zhao Menghua a polite and formal smile.

"Sorry, the contract is void and your money will be returned later."

"What do you mean, you want to breach the contract!?"

Zhao Menghua widened his eyes and looked at his classmates' focused gazes. He felt humiliated and his face turned red.

Shilan Middle School is an aristocratic school, filled with high-ranking young men, and he is the best among them. He is very good in academic performance, sports and family background. How could he tolerate such grievances?

"Call your manager over here!"

"I am so sorry."

The middle-aged man's expression did not change at all. He said with a fake smile, "Someone bought this cinema not long ago. The new owner does not accept private screenings. The penalty will be paid to your account, but I'm sorry that we can no longer serve you."

Zhao Menghua's lips trembled with anger, "Do you know who my father is?"

"You're welcome to introduce yourself. The new boss would probably be happy to come and apologize."

The middle-aged man was still calm and his actions stopped Zhao Menghua's surging blood. He looked at the middle-aged man in doubt and his rationality gradually returned.

Wanda Cinema is a cinema chain brand under the Wanda Group and an important part of the cultural industry. Even if an individual wants to buy it, he or she must send an application and negotiate with the Wanda Group headquarters. The procedures and processes are extremely troublesome.

He had just booked the entire venue yesterday, and the purchase was completed in less than a day. The buyer's background should not be underestimated. His family might not be able to afford to offend him, and coupled with the middle-aged man's attitude...

Although Zhao Menghua may not deserve the honor of being the "second Chu Zihang", he is not brain stem missing. His cheeks twitched twice and he apologized to his classmates with a gloomy face.

"I'm sorry, everyone. Something unexpected happened. Let's go to another place to gather. I'll pay for all subsequent expenses."

The students in the audience were stunned for a moment by this sudden change, but they quickly reacted and echoed what was said one after another.

"Boss Zhao is so generous and open-minded!"

"It's okay, it's okay. It doesn't matter where we gather. It's all the same."

"In fact, we have wanted to move to another place for a long time, but it would be unfair to our sister-in-law..."

As soon as these words came out, many people looked at Chen Wenwen. The girl with an artistic temperament blushed and seemed a little embarrassed, but she did not refute. She just lowered her head slightly, looking quiet and weak, and the years were peaceful.

After being comforted by everyone, Zhao Menghua felt a little relieved. He looked up and saw Lu Mingfei still standing there stupidly on the stage with his head held high and motionless. The staff who had just chased people away and cleaned up the props seemed to have forgotten him there. This was normal, after all, Lu Mingfei was inconspicuous.

Zhao Menghua's mood, which had just calmed down a little, exploded again. Or was it because he found a punching bag? He glanced at the smiling middle-aged man standing in front of him.

"Let's go Lu Mingfei! You idiot! Didn't you see that others were chasing people away? Pack up your things and move to another place."

"Excuse me, sir, but you may have made a mistake."

The middle-aged man who had always been cold towards Zhao Menghua smiled slightly, then bowed respectfully to Lu Mingfei in the surprised eyes of everyone, and raised his voice at the same time.

"Mr. Lu Mingfei is the only guest here."

His words seemed to freeze time, and everyone in the audience was speechless, including Lu Mingfei who was standing stupidly on the stage.

The lights in the screening room lit up one after another. The central computer, which was comparable to the weapon in the final battle, exerted its might and hacked into the operating system from thousands of miles away. The lights turned and adjusted their angles, and beams of light hit Lu Mingfei, making him shine.

Everyone's eyes followed the light to Lu Mingfei, and before they could react, a melodious piano sound rang out.

Multiple violinists appeared on stage in well-dressed suits, plucking the strings in their hands. They played the famous Meditation from the opera "Thais" by French composer Jules Massenet. The melody was soothing and melodious, which could calm people's hearts, and it also carried a hint of sadness and deep emotions.

At some point, both sides of the theater were filled with people holding all kinds of flowers in their hands. The flowers in each person's hand were different: roses, tulips, lilies, lilacs, roses, violets...

Each flower has a different meaning, but they are all suitable bouquets for confession, and can be summed up in one word to describe them.

That is, love.

A young man in a cinema staff uniform stepped forward and handed the middle-aged man a bouquet of gorgeous roses that were much more beautiful and numerous than the ones in Zhao Menghua's hand. The middle-aged man then handed it to Lu Mingfei.

"The nearby flower shops don't have much good stuff, and time is tight so we can only get these. If you're not satisfied, you can airfreight roses to Bulgaria. That's the country of roses, so we'll definitely be able to find flowers that barely meet your taste, but it may take a little longer."

"No... no need, this is good enough."

Lu Mingfei stuttered as he took the rose. His mind was in a mess and his brain froze.

What the hell is going on? What should I do?

How come the world that had always treated him coldly suddenly became so humble that everyone started serving him?

Everyone in the audience was petrified. Faced with such a magical scene, they all lost their voices and fell into a state of doubt about their lives. Even Chen Wenwen looked at the boy under the spotlight in a daze, her face full of surprise.

This... is this the kind of scene that Lu Mingfei could have created? Are they dreaming? Even if Tokyo TV didn't broadcast anime, it would still be more realistic than it is now, right?
The phone in Lu Mingfei's pocket vibrated. He picked it up in a trance. A steady, powerful male voice with a hint of interest came from the other end of the line.

"Please check the blessing you ordered."

(End of this chapter)