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[Wang Qi: You're graduating? @Lu Mingfei, are you going to that grand, yet somewhat melancholic, graduation party for the literary society?]

[Lu Mingfei: Wang Qi, I'm no longer that timid, useless loser I used to be...]

[Wang Qi: Okay, Brother Lu, keep it up!]

After exchanging a few casual words in the group chat, Wang Qi watched Lu Mingfei's profile picture gradually dim, a knowing and gratified smile gently curving his lips.

Everything is different from before.

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……

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the dimly lit and quiet school screening room, warm yellow lights gently shone down.

Lu Mingfei was wearing a well-tailored, slim-fitting suit, no longer as loose and sloppy as before, which made his figure look tall and neat.

He was full of energy and spirit, having shed all his former dejection and listlessness. He had styled his hair carefully, with neat and clean strands, and his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed and composed.

Standing there, he was now a respectable and spirited young man, completely different from the self-conscious and silent boy who had huddled in a corner just a few months ago.

He had just stepped into the screening room.

Today is the graduation party of the literary society he joined in high school, and also the confession dinner that everyone knows Zhao Menghua is preparing to publicly confess his feelings to the society president, Chen Wenwen.

"Lu Mingfei, I thought you weren't coming."

Chen Wenwen spotted him at first glance, her eyes crinkling with a smile as she slowly walked over, her tone slightly teasing: "After all, he's a big shot who's about to go to a prestigious university in the United States for further studies."

"Haha, the president himself called me, how could I dare not come?" Lu Mingfei scratched the back of his head, smiling easily and naturally, his expression no longer showing the awkwardness and tension he had shown her before.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" He glanced at the busy crowd in the hall and asked softly, "Everyone seems quite flustered."

"No need, no need, you can sit over there." Chen Wenwen pointed to a corner.

"Those are all familiar faces from the literary society, including Su Xiaoqiang and the others."

Lu Mingfei looked in the direction she was pointing, and his face instantly turned bitter, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"No way, president... why are there only girls over there?"

"You're still not happy about the opportunity I specially created for you? Or are you planning to go to America and find a foreign girl?"

Chen Wenwen teased him with her eyes wide open, and then couldn't help but burst out laughing herself.

"Lu Mingfei, if you've got nothing better to do, do me a favor!"

A male voice suddenly broke in, and a hand slammed heavily on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

It is Zhao Menghua.

Lu Mingfei, without changing his expression, gently brushed his hand away and walked straight towards Su Xiaoqiang and her group of girls without hesitation, muttering to himself:

"Wouldn't it be better to just drink Coke and eat popcorn? Who has nothing better to do?"

Zhao Menghua's face darkened instantly, and his gaze unconsciously drifted to Chen Wenwen beside him.

The way the two of them had been chatting and laughing so easily and naturally made him feel inexplicably irritable and sour, and a strong sense of unease arose spontaneously.

"Lu Mingfei has changed so much in the past few months, he's completely different from before."

Zhao Menghua said to Chen Wenwen in a complicated tone.

"Yes, but isn't he fine the way he is now?"

Chen Wenwen smiled gently, her thoughts drifting back to that afternoon a month ago.

After school that time, she and Lu Mingfei stayed in the classroom to clean. The words the boy said calmly and earnestly, when recalled now, made her smile even more gentle and bright.

[President Chen, why do you think I suddenly don't like you anymore?]

[Hahaha, President, you heard me right.]

At that time, Lu Mingfei smiled brightly and openly, his tone so relaxed that it was as if he wasn't talking about the end of a relationship, but just casually asking, "Have you eaten?"

Recalling the boy's gentle and bright smile, Chen Wenwen's heart suddenly calmed down completely.

She only felt that she was infected by that calm and gentleness, but she did not know that Lu Mingfei had already secretly used his divine soul to release gentle spiritual power to soothe all the shock, panic and sadness in her heart.

"So... you confessed your feelings to me, and then personally rejected me? That's outrageous!" Chen Wenwen was both angry and confused at the time.

"Haha, I'm heartless, I'm being unreasonable!"

Lu Mingfei smiled openly and happily.

After seeing clearly his originally tragic fate and undergoing a complete transformation and rebirth with the help of friends from all the worlds, he suddenly let go of all the things he had been obsessed with since his youth.

"Lu Mingfei, your transformation is too outrageous! Honestly, were you abducted and modified by aliens?!"

Chen Wenwen looked the completely transformed young man up and down, feigning seriousness as she pressed him for an answer, her eyes full of curiosity.

Lu Mingfei silently grumbled to himself:

You're absolutely right.

It's not an alien, but rather it was completely transformed and reborn by a group of big shots in the group.

"Seriously, boss? You're not so desperate to avoid losing me, your loyal fan, that you've gone so far as to believe in aliens?"

"Think about it yourself! Your grades suddenly surpassed mine, you became cheerful and talkative, and your whole demeanor changed."

He even developed eight-pack abs! What else could this be but alien cyborgs?

When the topic of eight-pack abs came up, Chen Wenwen's cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked away somewhat shyly.

This secret was only discovered a few days ago when a few girls from the literature club accidentally stumbled upon it while passing by the basketball court.

Lu Mingfei chuckled inwardly.

He has more than just eight-pack abs... he even possesses the power to transform into a dragon.

"But I really didn't expect you to suddenly say those things to me. I used to be so worried, afraid that one day you would suddenly confess your feelings to me..." Chen Wenwen sighed softly.

"Turns out I'm the only one in the whole world who ever liked me. I only realized it now."

Lu Mingfei deliberately made an exaggerated, helpless expression.

"Haha, Lu Mingfei, you're so funny now. If you had been like this from the beginning, I might have actually fallen for you."

Lu Mingfei shook his head vigorously, refusing immediately: "Please don't. Otherwise, I'll have to rack my brains to figure out how to refuse without hurting you."

"Who wants to talk to you about this! You're the one taking out the trash today!"

Chen Wenwen was both angry and amused. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she turned and walked away quickly, deliberately making loud thumping noises with a hint of annoyance.

But as she reached the corner of the stairs, her hurried footsteps gradually slowed down, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, revealing a gentle smile.

Lu Mingfei picked up the classroom trash bag and slowly walked out of the screening room, his steps light and relaxed, without any trace of the heaviness and oppression of the past.

……

The lights in the screening room gradually dimmed.

Lu Mingfei sat quietly in the first row of the audience, his gaze calmly fixed on the stage.

The familiar process unfolded scene by scene, exactly the same as the original trajectory of his life in his memory.

The only difference is.

He was the one who used to be embarrassed and forced to go on stage to make a fool of himself;

Now he simply sits quietly in the audience, an observer, and no one forces him to perform or feel embarrassed on stage anymore.

Before long, the lights focused on the center of the stage.

Zhao Menghua made a heartfelt confession to Chen Wenwen in front of everyone.

Chen Wenwen blushed, nodded shyly and gently in agreement, and lightly took his outstretched hand.

There are no melodramatic or clichéd plot points.

Just because Lu Mingfei underwent a complete transformation, didn't all the girls suddenly fall in love with him. Everything was peaceful, fulfilling, and natural.

Looking at the tightly clasped hands on the stage, Lu Mingfei felt a deep sense of emotion.

Humans are indeed the most fickle creatures.

If the humble, loser Lu Mingfei of the past had seen this scene, he would have been heartbroken, so sad that he would have cried and curled up in a corner, denying himself.