Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Sekiro

No need to chop people up, and no need to be chopped up, how wonderful!

"Lu Mingfei, what are you doing?" Zhao Menghua barged in.

"I'm just washing my face, what's wrong with that?"

"Change into these clothes when you give your speech. Chen Wenwen said to make it more formal." Zhao Menghua handed him a bag.

He wore a two-button Korean-style black suit and a white shirt, along with a narrow black tie, the size of which fit his slender frame perfectly.

"A suit? Why would I wear that?"

"Later..." Zhao Menghua hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I'm going to confess to Chen Wenwen. According to the plan, you have to stand at the very front when the movie ends."

"If you don't want to come, then forget it."

"You like Chen Wenwen?" Lu Mingfei looked up.

No wonder this guy goes to the literary club every day and rejects Xiaotiannv's advances; it turns out he already has someone he likes.

It's often said that confessing your feelings is the clarion call to victory; people usually confess only after they've won you over.

Zhao Menghua doesn't seem like a reckless straight man. Is he really that confident?

“I understand, they’re just extras,” Lu Mingfei nodded.

Hearing that the girl he used to have a crush on was about to be snatched away by someone else, one would normally feel some regret, but Lu Mingfei did not.

He was listening to the story of two strangers.

He was completely unfamiliar with Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen. In the past, he had recorded everything about Chen Wenwen, such as her birthday, favorite foods, and favorite color, in a special little notebook.

He could recite it perfectly, word for word.

If anyone asked, he could answer faster than Chen Wenwen herself. At that time, he thought that was love.

But now, when I look at that notebook again, I feel no ripples in my heart, only shame.

It's like when you grow up and look back at your old middle school social media posts, you feel like you want to beat up your younger self.

Chen Wenwen and Zhao Menghua were a perfect match, a golden couple.

He felt the two were quite compatible, and it would be nice if they could become a couple.

"Is there a salary, Brother Zhao?" Lu Mingfei asked expectantly.

Zhao Menghua is also a wealthy man. I heard that his family's company is about to go public. He also has excellent grades and is guaranteed to get into Tsinghua or Peking University. It would be a bit unreasonable not to give such a rich kid a big red envelope.

"You're willing to come..." Zhao Menghua's mouth dropped open. "I thought..."

He initially planned to play a trick on Lu Mingfei; everyone knows that this little rascal likes Chen Wenwen.

It would be hilarious to see Lu Mingfei standing on the stage with a bewildered expression, pretending to be letters. But today, Lu Mingfei brought a super pretty girl to anchor the event, overshadowing all the other stars.

After some internal struggle, he decided to tell Lu Mingfei the truth.

He was prepared to be scolded, but to his surprise, Lu Mingfei was so magnanimous.

"Of course, every extra gets a red envelope." Zhao Menghua took a red envelope out of his pocket and stuffed it into Lu Mingfei's hand. "There's a thousand yuan in it. Don't say Brother Zhao is stingy."

"Yes, sir!" Lu Mingfei chuckled as he stuffed the red envelope into his pocket.

Wearing a suit and standing on stage for a few minutes can earn you 1000 yuan. This job couldn't be more awesome!

He didn't change his clothes; he wanted to watch the movie first.

Sitting next to Nuonuo, he put on 3D glasses, grabbed a handful of popcorn, and took a sip of cola from the straw.

Beautiful~

Nono sat in the last row, her eyes sweeping over the students whispering below, finally settling on Lu Mingfei's profile.

The S-class actors seemed to be genuinely watching the movie and enjoying it.

Is this a disguise?

She certainly didn't sneak into the literary society gathering to catch up with Lu Mingfei; she wanted to observe, to observe the daily life of this lone wolf.

If this is a disguise, it's too perfect.

He really is just like a heartless idiot.

How exactly did he integrate into this ordinary and unremarkable community?

Apart from Lu Mingfei, the most outstanding people at this gathering were not even worthy of the Little Witch's attention. In her eyes, they were just a group of ordinary people who couldn't be more ordinary.

How can a wolf dance with a lamb?

Nono shook her head, unable to figure out Lu Mingfei's approach, and put on her glasses to watch the movie attentively.

In the dark movie theater, a beam of light shines from the projector onto the white screen.

The sounds of chewing popcorn, drinking cola through a straw, and the tracks of WALL-E, the garbage-collecting robot, pressing against the garbage heap.

WALL-E walks alone on the ground submerged in garbage. He is the last robot in the world that can move. On the entire Earth, only WALL-E is still working hard.

Lu Mingfei was quickly drawn in by this unique style of expression.

"Brother, was the movie good?"

"It looks good." Lu Mingfei replied casually, "Hmm? You're here again!"

Lu Mingze, dressed in a black suit, sat in the seat next to him.

"Don't you feel furious? Zhao Menghua is going to play a trick on you. He wants you to wear a ridiculous clown costume and stand on stage to make a fool of yourself in front of everyone."

"No, this is not the same."

"What's the difference? He just wants to see you make a fool of yourself."

"The Joker's salary isn't as high as mine."

"..."

"Want some popcorn?" Lu Mingfei picked up the popcorn from his lap and shoved it at Lu Mingze's forehead.

“Sometimes I really doubt if you’re still my brother.” Lu Mingze sighed, pushed the popcorn forward, grabbed a handful, and took a few bites.

"Don't worry about those things. Even if a meteorite were to fall and destroy the Earth tomorrow, we still have to make the most of the rest of our time." Lu Mingfei ruffled Lu Mingze's hair. "Stop making that smug face of yours. You call me brother, right? Now listen to your brother and relax by watching a movie."

Chapter Seventeen: Zhao Menghua's Confession

"Help yourself if you want some." Lu Mingfei placed the popcorn bucket on the seat support and then focused intently on watching the movie again.

Lu Mingze remained silent, sitting quietly next to Lu Mingfei, his expressionless face revealing nothing.

He conjured up a pair of 3D glasses from somewhere and hung them on his nose. Then, with a casual gesture, he grabbed a small Coke cup with a straw inside.

With his left hand rummaging around in Lu Mingfei's popcorn bucket, the two really looked like a pair of brothers with a good relationship.

......

"It's a really good movie," Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

Looking at the seat on his right, "Lu Mingze" was no longer there. He didn't have time to investigate; he still needed to change his clothes.

He hurriedly went to the restroom to change into a suit. As Lu Mingfei approached the screening room, Su Xiaoqiang's laughter was deafening: "Hahahaha! Look at this monkey in a suit..."

He was indeed a bit thin, but once he took off his clothes, he was all lean muscles. A ninja who was too strong couldn't survive in Ashina; being short and stocky was the secret to survival.

He hopped and skipped around, imitating Sun Wukong as he performed for the little fairy, which amused everyone.

He then gave Zhao Menghua a wink, as if to say, "Don't worry, brother, I'll definitely get things done once I get the money."

"Haha, not only the little monkey, but also the little pig is wearing a suit." The fattest twin brothers in the literary society, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, also walked in wearing black suits. The two brothers were equally round and chubby, and standing there they looked like two basketballs side by side.

Lu Mingfei gave the two of them a thumbs up, his white teeth gleaming under the light.

The three of them stood in a row, and the lights in the screening room dimmed again.

Then, the bright light suddenly blinded him, and the projector started up.

To Lu Mingfei's left is a huge, motionless English letter "L".

The audience booed loudly, and men and women alike jeered.

The screen displays the following text: "Chen Wenwen, Love Yu!"

His position is represented by the tall, thin "I", while the Xu brothers are represented by the round, chubby "O".

Holding a large bunch of deep red roses, Zhao Menghua jumped onto the stage surrounded by several of his good friends.

How romantic!

When Chen Wenwen looked at Zhao Menghua, her eyes seemed to hold the dew of a summer evening, ready to flow down, and the joy in her eyes was undisguised.

"Today was supposed to be our literary society's gathering, but I'm taking this opportunity," Zhao Menghua said loudly into the microphone, "We're about to part ways, and I don't want to regret it. I want to tell Chen Wenwen that I have to take a gamble! Otherwise, if we break up and never see each other again, and I've liked someone for three years without anyone knowing, wouldn't that be incredibly unlucky?"

That's very romantic, but isn't it a bit disrespectful to say that I'm incredibly unlucky?

When it comes to being unlucky, Lu Mingfei is the real expert.

"Brother Zhao is awesome!" Lu Mingfei clapped, and thunderous applause rang out from both the stage and the audience.

Only Nuonuo sat on the highest platform, coldly looking down at the bustling crowd below. She carefully looked at Lu Mingfei's face, her dignity radiating naturally without anger.

The brothers on stage all stepped down voluntarily, leaving the stage to the protagonist of the night.

Some people looked at Lu Mingfei with mocking eyes, but he didn't care at all.

If he could get a thousand yuan for each instance of being insulted by Zhao Menghua, he would want to do it a hundred or eighty times a day.

Besides, he didn't feel insulted at all. Those people were too one-sided; how could they understand the misery of a poor guy like Lu?

"Lead actress! Come on stage! Lead actress! Come on stage!" The students cheered. Zhao Menghua was obviously well prepared and probably had already bribed his way onto the stage.

A spotlight shone on Chen Wenwen's clothes, which were so white they were almost transparent, making her look like an angel, except her face was so red it looked like tomato sauce was about to be squeezed out.

"Will you agree to my request?" Zhao Menghua's voice was gentle, as if he were making an important vow.

“I like...your too.” Chen Wenwen walked up, her voice so soft it was like raindrops falling on a lake.

Amidst the commotion, the little fairy cried out "Wah!" and ran out, covering her face.

No wonder, she chased Zhao Menghua for three years without even getting a taste of his soup, and was about to graduate when her arch-rival Chen Wenwen got on the train before the final stop.

The car doors were welded shut, so even with the key, you couldn't get in.