Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

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"Well...May you have a happy marriage and have a son soon."

Lu Mingfei finally uttered something after a long while. What did he expect? We were all adults.

You can't always think that Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua are in a platonic spiritual relationship.

Zhao Menghua's originally gloomy face beside him softened a little.

No matter what happened in the relationship between him and Chen Wenwen, when he saw his poor boy stuttering and looking so pitiful, he suddenly felt like a star-chasing person in high school.

The bones that I was tired of eating were looked at expectantly by a dejected puppy with its tail between its legs.

This made Zhao Menghua feel superior again when he left his small environment and came to the big environment and found himself just like everyone else.

This is an era of comparison. Only by seeing others living a miserable life can one feel more satisfied.

Chen Wenwen, the useless vase, seemed to have played a role again.

So Zhao Menghua nodded, and reservedly gave Lu Mingfei's broken heart another blow: "Thank you for your blessing."

After hearing this, Lu Mingfei felt even more uncomfortable, as if someone was squeezing his heart tightly, gripping it tightly, and twisting it.

Rotten white moonlight.

She is still the most beautiful girl in his heart.

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Finkel next to him looked surprised and wanted to say something but was stopped by Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang had a stern look on his face as he stared at Zhao Menghua with a playful expression. He knew that Lu Mingfei liked Chen Wenwen.

Now Chu Zihang hates Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen a little.

At this moment, he, who had been silently observing his surroundings, walked quickly to Lu Mingfei.

Suddenly he said, "Speaking of which, Lu Mingfei, have you ever considered which one to choose from among so many girls?"

"what?!"

"what?"

Lu Mingfei, Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen were all surprised.

Lu Mingfei widened his eyes and thought to himself, Senior Brother, what’s going on? What are you talking about? Where did all these girls come from? Are you confusing me with Senior Brother Luo?

Just as he was about to deny it, Finkel, who understood Chu Zihang's meaning, spoke quickly and stepped forward to put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulders.

She said to Zhao Menghua in a very friendly manner and Chen Wenwen, who was staring at Lu Mingfei with her head raised, as if showing off.

"That's right. Junior Ricardo has a ballet troupe in school. What's the name of the girl in the troupe? Zero, right? She's a descendant of the Russian royal family."

"Tsk, Ming Fei, if you continue to hesitate, those girls might draw their guns and fight you."

Hey! That's too much, brother.

Lu Mingfei wailed in his heart, Finkel was so unreliable, he couldn’t be too pretentious.

Otherwise you'd be an idiot, okay?

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"Oh? I see."

When Zhao Menghua heard Finkel's boasting, he was obviously a little unconvinced.

After all, things like the ballet troupe and the descendants of the Tsarist royal family, which only exist in novels, seem a bit too exaggerated.

Just when Zhao Menghua thought that it was Chu Zihang and this unfamiliar foreigner who were helping Lu Mingfei, the loser, to save the situation.

Unexpectedly, Chu Zihang silently added another stab.

He held up his dimly glowing cell phone.

When they got in front of Zhao Menghua, they could just see the picture clearly.

Above is a picture of a magnificent building that looks like a Gothic cathedral. On the steps stands a group of beautiful girls from all over the world, all wearing ballet costumes. Their long, slender and straight legs are dazzling to the eyes.

In the middle is Lu Mingfei, dressed like a successful man, wearing a black suit and burgundy shirt. He is looking at the camera with his hands in his pockets.

This scene is quite shocking, coupled with those beautiful girls with top looks.

The expression on Zhao Menghua's face suddenly froze.

"A ballet company."

Chu Zihang said softly, and without waiting for Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen who were stunned, he flipped it with his hand.

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Another photo of the magnificent Western-style banquet hall.

In the luxurious occasion, countless young men and women in formal suits were looking at the two people dancing in the center.

The girl had some tiny freckles, her body was as thin as a paper doll, her face was pale, and she had a proud platinum hair, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her skin was as white as snow, and even a hint of blood could be seen. Her facial features were as delicate as the Barbie doll that Chen Wenwen used to have when she was a child. Her clear and bright eyes looked up at the man who was holding her slender waist.

She was dancing in a snow-white dress inlaid with countless crystal diamonds, with her skirt spreading out like waves.

This photo only shows Lu Mingfei's side face, but with the soft light, it shows Lu Mingfei's truly handsome side.

"Zero, straight A's in every subject, first-rate dancing, can cook, and is the first violinist of the Kassel Student Union."

Chu Zihang gave a brief introduction and a smile appeared on his cool face, which stunned Chen Wenwen, but this fleeting smile was for Lu Mingfei.

"We usually call her the Imperial Princess."

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Lu Mingfei's eyes widened.

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out where the two photos came from.

Although he did dance with Zero, he felt that he was really lame at the time, his movements were so stiff that he looked like a thousand-year-old zombie.

Princess... He remembered that this was the name that Senior Brother Luo called Ling. Although Zero didn't seem to like Senior Brother Luo very much, the name remained.

Better than zero..

"Lu Mingfei, is this your life at school?"

Chen Wenwen stared absentmindedly at the gorgeous girl in the photo and the banquet hall that looked like a gathering of royal nobles. She had only experienced such a ball in her imagination, when she listened to the Cinderella story as a child.

The dazzling crystal chandelier hangs high on the ceiling, and there are even ancient and mysterious murals on the ceiling.

"That's right, so Junior Brother, don't hesitate and choose one quickly. Don't keep others hanging."

Lu Mingfei hesitated and didn't say anything, but Finkel's acting skills were excellent. He patted the silent Lu Mingfei and continued.

Now, Lu Mingfei looked like he was hesitating which one to choose.

The image was transformed from a loser to a winner, a successful person.

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Looking at Zhao Menghua's face which turned even more serious.

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei felt better and his clenched heart relaxed.

Although what the two senior brothers said was exaggerated, he is not bad either.

Dancing with Zero is real.

It is also true that Caesar invited him to join the student union and eventually become the president and inherit his dance troupe.

His net worth plus that luxury car he couldn't afford must be worth at least a million US dollars. Why should he be unsatisfied?

Zhao Menghua may not believe Lu Mingfei or the foreigner Finkel, but he cannot help but believe Chu Zihang, who is the most dazzling sun that everyone looks up to in Shilan High School.

Chu Zihang had not yet stopped helping Lu Mingfei. He just calmly put away his phone and straightened his clothes.

"The two major student groups in Kassel, the Lionheart Club and the Student Union, simultaneously sent out invitations when Lu Mingfei enrolled."

As he spoke, Chu Zihang turned his head to look at Lu Mingfei, who was a little more upright, and shook his head regretfully.

"It's a pity that Caesar's student council snatched you away. If possible, please consider my Lionheart Club. I said before that after I step down as president, the presidency will be yours. This promise will never change."

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang’s serious expression and suddenly felt a lump in his throat and wanted to cry.

Senior brother, I have you in my life, what else can I ask for?

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Just as the two of them were looking at each other 'affectionately'.

Zhao Menghua could no longer bear his annoyance and shook Chen Wenwen's arm away.

Walked to the side, grumbling.

"Where is this? Why don't you stop the car?"

Even a fool could see that there were signs of a breakdown in the relationship between the two.

Chen Wenwen had tears in her eyes as she stood there alone. Lu Mingfei was stunned by her frail figure.

I wanted to show some concern and ask what was going on, but was stopped by Chu Zihang.

"Something is definitely not right here."

"what?"

Chu Zihang walked to the window and looked out at the darkness. The frosted glass reflected his serious expression.

"We have been on this subway for more than half an hour and it has not stopped at all."

"What?" Lu Mingfei was confused. Half an hour had already passed?

Finkel also got rid of his giggling look, became a little more serious, and patted Lu Mingfei: "Your Senior Brother Chu is right, I think we are in trouble."

As he said that, Finger walked quickly to Chu Zihang's side, smiled shyly, and the 1.9-meter-tall man said delicately: "Brother Chu, I have to rely on you from now on. I'm afraid."

There were several black lines on Lu Mingfei’s forehead.

Finkel really has no dignity as a man.

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