Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

June 1st.

Sunday.

At nine o'clock in the morning, a black Passat stopped at the entrance of the residential building.

Chen Wenwen got out of the car, took out her phone, and sent a message to Lu Mingfei.

A few minutes later, when Lu Mingfei appeared in front of her, Chen Wenwen was slightly taken aback.

Before leaving, Lu Mingfei carefully groomed himself, wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt, navy blue cropped trousers, and black matte leather shoes. His jacket was casually draped over his arm, giving him a clean and neat appearance.

This outfit, named "Blue and White Minimalist Formal Wear," was obtained from a ten-pull gacha machine.

The prizes provided by the system are better than ordinary clothes in terms of both design and material.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Mingfei noticed her gaze.

"without."

Chen Wenwen shook her head, "It's...it suits you quite well."

She couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

Since last week, Lu Mingfei seems to have become a different person. It's not just that he's starting to take care of himself; his entire demeanor has changed.

Surprisingly, this outfit looked quite appropriate on him, giving him a clean and handsome appearance.

Chen Wenwen's outfit today was also very exquisite: a dark blue suit, white lace-trimmed stockings, flat black leather shoes, and even a white scarf. She even changed her hair clip to a pearl hair clip.

As a homebody, Lu Mingfei has his own ranking of beauties. Chen Wenwen used to be ranked third—the first two being Su Xiaoqiang and Liu Miaomiao. However, now her ranking has to be moved down one place. Miss Ling descended from the sky, with the peerless beauty of an ice queen, and unceremoniously cut in line ahead of Liu Miaomiao and Chen Wenwen.

After sitting down in the back of the Passat with Chen Wenwen, Lu Mingfei noticed a gift box on the seat.

The gift box likely contained a birthday present from the literary society to Chu Zihang—a collection of essays by the society's members.

Of course, Lu Mingfei's masterpiece was indispensable... Well, actually, it was the whining of a teenage boy in puberty. Lu Mingfei was a little uneasy. Since ancient times, poets have been good at using love and romance to express their resentment at being unappreciated, and Lu Mingfei also liked to write a bunch of nonsensical, sentimental poems to express his admiration for President Chen.

He used to think he was hiding it well, but recently he's become more aware and realized something was wrong. It's possible that everyone knows he liked Chen Wenwen, and the only one who's been kept in the dark is Lu Mingfei himself.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the collection of essays again—there was a risk of social ruin, but not much. Given Chu Zihang's arrogance, he probably wouldn't be interested in the works of a group of high school students, much less take out his own humble work and study it sentence by sentence.

"Do you want to see it?"

Noticing Lu Mingfei's actions, Chen Wenwen picked up the gift box.

Lu Mingfei was about to take it when she suddenly said:

You didn't come to dance practice on Friday.

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment.

The group dance was a spur-of-the-moment idea of ​​the principal. After returning from England, the principal decided to learn from the advanced educational experience of those schools and follow the example of old European aristocratic schools. Since men and women in high society loved to dance, the students of Shilan Middle School couldn't be left behind.

Lu Mingfei admitted that he had been a bit arrogant—he knew there was a group dance rehearsal last Friday, but after drawing a professional-level dance skill, he felt that with his current dance level, he could completely skip rehearsal and go straight to a one-shot performance.

In addition, since the company had just completed the handover and there were many things that required the boss's approval, Lu Mingfei simply asked his homeroom teacher for leave and stayed at the company to catch corrupt officials with Zhou the accountant.

After the commendation ceremony, Lu Yingxiong was already full of honors and high status. The principal even spoke to the homeroom teacher, saying that the wafer fab matter was of great importance and that Mr. Zhou was very concerned about Lu Mingfei. As the homeroom teacher, you should play your role and take good care of Lu Mingfei in your daily life.

So Lu Mingfei made a phone call, and before he could even explain why he needed to take leave, the homeroom teacher approved his leave.

By the way, Lu Mingfei's group dance partner... is Chen Wenwen.

"Zhao Menghua asked the homeroom teacher if he could switch with you and have me be his dance partner."

Chen Wenwen said softly.

Lu Mingfei suddenly raised his head... not because he was possessive of his food.

Lu Mingfei doesn't care who his dance partner is. As a professional dancer, even if his partner is Stephen Hawking, he can still do a Hallelujah whirlwind.

The reason I reacted to Chen Wenwen's words was because after she said those words, the number of comments above her head increased:

[Zhao Menghua, you bastard! How dare you use such despicable means to steal someone else's love! Quickly use the supreme power of your tea ceremony to crush and grind down this worthless scum, and free Chen Wenwen from your clutches!]

quack!

Lu Mingfei was shocked!

When will a master of tea ceremony arrive?

The so-called masters of the tea ceremony possess innocent eyes, a wronged smile, and a harmless demeanor; they are known to be the finest among green tea masters! Each one has extraordinary abilities, each one has a unique trick for provoking others, and their rhetoric and acting skills are astonishing!

Their status in the green tea world is as powerful as that of the four great monarchs in the dragon realm!

Lu Mingfei snapped back to reality.

Regardless of whether the so-called tea ceremony methods are too cumbersome.

First of all, as a warrior of pure love, Lu Mingfei resisted doing so.

However, the wishing machine's panel showed a lottery score of exactly 9, and besides, Zhao Menghua himself wasn't exactly a good person, so it wasn't unreasonable for him to say he rescued Chen Wenwen from her clutches...

"I remember Zhao Menghua's dance partner was Xiao Tiannu."

After a period of inner turmoil, Lu Mingfei, who often succumbed to bad temptations, finally experienced his first moral lapse:

"Maybe... he doesn't want to get too close to Su Xiaoqiang."

Why?

Chen Wenwen blinked:

"Didn't Su Xiaoqiang publicly say long ago that she likes Zhao Menghua? Besides, she's beautiful, comes from a good family, and although she has a somewhat strong personality..."

Lu Mingfei's tone was gentle, and his manner was refined.

"President, when it comes to matters of the heart, it's not like if one person likes you, the other person has to reciprocate. It all comes down to whether the other person is willing or not."

He paused, as if considering his words:

"Zhao Menghua...actually, um..."

Lu Mingfei hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"What's wrong with him?"

Chen Wenwen's curiosity was piqued, and she pressed for more information.

In her understanding, there are always some little-known secrets circulating among boys that girls don't know.

"Lu Mingfei, tell me, I'm not going to tell anyone."

Chen Wenwen said in a soft voice.

After hesitating for a long time, Lu Mingfei cautiously said:

"As you know, President Zhao is a really nice guy, but... he's just too gentle to everyone."

As soon as she finished speaking, as if worried that she had said something wrong, Lu Bailian added:

"Of course, I'm not saying he's a womanizer. The class monitor is just too soft-hearted and doesn't know how to refuse people. He's handsome and rich, so there are always some girls who want to get close to him."

Chen Wenwen pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Actually, I sometimes envy Zhao Menghua."

Lu Mingfei leaned back in his chair, hugging his shoulders, curling up into a ball.

"He was born with a different starting point than ordinary people like me. His family background is what it is, and he has been protected since he was a child. Even if there are any emotional entanglements, his parents can easily suppress them."

He paused, then grinned:

"It's not that Squad Leader Zhao is inherently bad, it's just that young masters of his class never have to pay the price for their willfulness. Over time, they stop caring about sincerity or not."

"President, you asked me why Zhao Menghua is unwilling to associate with Xiaotiannv... Because Squad Leader Zhao is very smart. The Su family is in the mining business, and you know how powerful their connections are. If the two of them really got together, wouldn't he be controlled like a quail? If the red flag at home is too prominent, the colorful flags outside won't be able to fly. In front of Su Xiaoqiang, of course he maintains a very good sense of distance."