Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Chapter 116 Lu Mingfei: I need to check Chen Wenwen's notes

The literary society's activity room was much quieter than usual this Friday.

The members left in twos and threes, leaving only Lu Mingfei and Chen Wenwen in the activity room.

The biggest event at this book club meeting was not any of the literature enthusiasts making any shocking remarks, nor was it Su Xiaoqiang's usual absence.

However, before the book club even started, Zhao Menghua solemnly submitted his application to withdraw from the club.

Not only him, but all his underlings also withdrew.

Lu Mingfei felt a little regretful. Although Brother Zhao's area was a bit small, it was still a small goldmine. Lu Mingfei had spent a lot of wish points on him.

Now that this adorable little leek can't be harvested anymore, Lu Mingfei can only say, "The world is a long road, we'll meet again someday."

As a blessing.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Menghua's face twitched, and he ran away without looking back, fearing that Lu Mingfei would chase after him and kill him.

The footsteps in the corridor faded away. Lu Mingfei deftly pushed the chair under the table. He was quite experienced in doing chores.

Chen Wenwen was standing in front of the bookshelf, staring blankly at the notes handed in by the club members.

"President."

Lu Mingfei called her name.

Chen Wenwen snapped out of her daze, and Lu Mingfei moved closer to her, only to find that she was holding her reading notes, which were open to the latest page.

"Your reading notes for today."

Chen Wenwen said softly, "It's about 'Fortress Besieged'."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Qian, for allowing our book club to have a book with relatively wholesome content and a wide age range of readers."

Lu Mingfei's expression was serious: "What do you think of it—I'm talking about the reading notes."

One of the wishes in the comments was to share reading notes at a book club and then have Chen Wenwen checked afterwards. Lu Mingfei decided to do this task.

"You wrote very well."

Chen Wenwen nodded.

"I thought the president would say that my writing went off-topic."

Lu Mingfei said.

"You've written a lot about intellectuals, not —"

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"It's not love."

Lu Mingfei continued with the second half of the sentence.

When writing reading notes, you should definitely come up with something unique; good works can always be interpreted in a richer way.

So Lu Mingfei took a different approach and launched a scathing critique of the intellectuals of the old era.

"When I was writing it, I thought Fang Hongjian and his gang were quite funny."

Lu Mingfei spread his hands: "Old-fashioned literati, they read a lot of books, but in the end, they used it all to make excuses for themselves."

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Chen Wenwen looked up at him, biting her lip: "What about Su Wenwan?"

Lu Mingfei: "?"

Oh, I understand.

Su Wenwan is one of the female protagonists in the novel *Fortress Besieged*. She has a childhood sweetheart named Zhao Xinmei who has been pursuing her for twenty years, but Su Wenwan has always used him as a tool.

Oh dear, this plot seems so familiar!

At this moment, President Chen took it personally.

Lu Mingfei decided to tease her a little.

"Su Wenwan—"

Lu Mingfei said casually, "I think this character isn't exactly bad, but he's a bit—how should I put it—too much of a 'take it all for granted' when it comes to other people's efforts."

Chen Wenwen stiffened, but still managed a forced smile: "What do you mean?"

"Think about it, Zhao Xinmei has stood by her side for so many years, always at her beck and call, serving her hand and foot."

Su Wenwan isn't stupid; how could she not know that Zhao Xinmei likes her?

Lu Mingfei shook his head. "Of course she knows. She just doesn't think it's important."

Chen Wenwen's breathing became rapid.

"Zhao Xinmei was just a tool to her, or to put it nicely, a backup plan; to put it bluntly, he wasn't even a backup plan."

Lu Mingfei sighed: "At least the spare tire is still hanging on the back of the car. If it blows out one day, we can remember to change it. Zhao Xinmei doesn't even have a chance to take over the wheel. It's like air. Although we breathe on it every day, we've never seen it."

The "seeing" here does not refer to "seeing" in a physical sense.

With a "thud," Chen Wenwen's notebook fell to the ground.

Chen Wenwen hurriedly went to pick it up, and when she bent down, her hair slipped down from her shoulders and covered her face.

Lu Mingfei walked up behind her, less than half a step away, and he could smell the shampoo in her hair.

One thing that many guys can't understand is why girls choose shampoos and shower gels with such strong fragrances, especially girls who have just come out of the university's public bathhouse. When they walk towards you, the strong fragrance can offend other people's noses even from several meters away.

Chen Wenwen's fragrance was quite faint, but unfortunately Lu Mingfei had a very good sense of smell.

"President, what do you think?"

He asked, his voice ringing out from above her head, "Am I right?"

"you----"

Chen Wenwen didn't turn around; she kept her head down, her shoulders slightly hunched, and asked, "Do you think Zhao Xinmei is stupid?"

"Foolish, of course it's foolish."

Lu Mingfei leaned against the bookshelf next to him, turning his head to look at her. "But more than anything, I feel sorry for her."

That's true, but also not true, because Zhao Xinmei only really messed up with Su Wenwan; overall, he lived a pretty good life.

"What's there to pity?"

"It's pitiful that he was used as a tool for so many years, and in the end he didn't even get a thank you."

Lu Mingfei said, "When Su Wenwan later married Cao Yuanlang, she probably didn't even think about Zhao Xinmei's name. She was a simp who ended up with nothing."

Chen Wenwen finally turned around.

Her face was a little pale, her lips were pressed tightly together, and she clutched the notebook to her chest with both hands, as if she were holding a small shield.

"You can't say that about Su Wenwan."

She took a deep breath. "She might—she might just not have understood back then."

"Don't understand what?"

Lu Mingfei asked intentionally.

"don't know----"

Chen Wenwen opened her mouth, then closed it again.

Her breathing was a little erratic, and the rise and fall of her chest was faintly visible beneath her white T-shirt.

Chen Wenwen wasn't wearing a skirt today; she was wearing jeans with a short T-shirt and a thin cardigan. She had left the cardigan on the sofa because it was inconvenient to pack her things earlier.

Just when Chen Wenwen's mind was in complete turmoil and she didn't know what to do...

Lu Mingfei immediately put his hand on her shoulder.

"Don't get too involved, President."

Lu Mingfei said, "Su Wenwan is a mature woman with rich emotional experience. It's really unreasonable for her to keep hanging on to Zhao Xinmei without expressing any attitude. But you are not."

Chen Wenwen looked up and found Lu Mingfei looking at her with amusement.

Mature women and innocent young girls have completely different standards of judgment.

Does Chen Wenwen know that Lu Mingfei has a crush on her?

know.

But does she have a way to manage the relationship between the two?

No.

Lu Mingfei carefully reviewed the past relationship between the two and found that this matter was indeed one-track-minded and blocked from both sides.

Everyone knows that Lu Mingfei has a crush on Chen Wenwen, but Lu Mingfei thinks he's hiding it well. If someone suddenly rushed out and asked, "Lu Mingfei, do you like Chen Wenwen?", with his loser personality, he would definitely refuse to admit it no matter what. He would argue while saying something like, "How could I be worthy of Chen Wenwen?"

What could Chen Wenwen do? Shouldn't a rejection start with a confession?

She couldn't just walk up to Lu Mingfei before he even expressed his feelings and say, "I don't like you, so stop bothering me."

Lu Mingfei is clearly not the kind of cheerful person who can accept reality and then say things like, "Can we be friends first? / I will try my best to become better and catch up with you."

Doing this will only lead to two results:

Either the boy was deeply affected and remained in a daze for a long time, his back becoming even more hunched than before.

Either he'd grin and say, "President, don't joke around, how could I possibly like you?"—and then secretly feel heartbroken when no one was around.

In the former case, given Lu Mingfei's resilient nature, he should be able to survive.

But the latter—

It would make Chen Wenwen look like a self-deluded clown.

Even if everyone knows who the real Joker is, over time, the information will likely become distorted.

Lu Mingfei never pursued you. He even said to himself that he didn't like you that day. So who's just being delusional?

The evidence is irrefutable!

Lu Ming is not a real clown.

Chen Wenwen is not a pure and innocent person either.

Both of them are pretty clowns.

In fact, Lu Mingfei is innocent.

Chen Wenwen is the real clown.

In this era, the dynamics of romantic relationships between men and women are still predominantly characterized by the man taking the initiative and the woman defending.

The man takes the initiative while the woman defends herself. In this process, their feelings for each other gradually intensify, from strangers to ambiguity, and then from ambiguity to establishing a romantic relationship.

But Lu Mingfei is different; he not only won't attack, he'll even run away.

Only a lion can charge forward with unwavering spirit, while Lu Mingfei is a hedgehog whose quills are always pointed at himself.

What could Chen Wenwen do? She couldn't move forward, nor could she retreat. This was a classic case of being stuck in a rut, unable to move forward or backward.

But recently————

Lu Mingfei's aggressiveness suddenly intensified.

"I haven't actually changed."

Lu Mingfei said gently, his hand sliding down her shoulder: "I did it voluntarily before, and I still do now."

However, things that are done voluntarily are a little different now.

"—You're bullying me."

The dizzy, artsy girl finally understood: "You were just saying those things on purpose to annoy me."

"Who told you to start thinking like that? Of course I'll just go along with what you said."

Lu Mingfei replied matter-of-factly, "However, President Chen's words have reminded me."

"—What did I remind you of?"

Chen Wenwen suddenly became a little nervous again.

"I suddenly realized that former President Chen had been bullying me in the workplace."

Lu Mingfei looked into her eyes: "Tell me, now that I've been a club president, shouldn't I get my revenge?"

"I, I————"

Chen Wenwen bit her lip, her cheeks turning as red as if they were about to bleed.

She turned her head away, not daring to meet Lu Mingfei's gaze.

Not only because his gaze became so intensely hot, but more importantly, as he spoke those words, Lu Mingfei's hand slid down and gently landed on her waist.

As his palm touched her skin, Chen Wenwen could clearly feel the warmth he was radiating, which felt like it was burning her entire body.

When Chen Wenwen regained consciousness, she found herself sitting on the sofa in the activity room, with the thin cardigan next to her.

"I was the rotating president last week, and it was still past 6 p.m. on Friday, so I shouldn't have stepped down from my position as president yet."

Lu Mingfei gave an unreasonable reason: "Given that member Chen Wenwen has been having wild thoughts and misinterpreting the meaning of my reading notes, in order to help Chen Wenwen achieve better growth, I need to—check your notes."

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Chen Wenwen placed the back of her hand on her forehead; her cheeks were burning hot.

She felt that she might feel dizzy again soon.