Chapter 181: First Day of School Celebration (3)

Perhaps influenced by Lin Huihui's return, the number of customers in Lu Mingfei's class in the afternoon was much smaller than in the morning.

After Lu Mingfei and the classmates who came to take over completed their shift change, they wandered around the school aimlessly.

Miaomiao’s parents didn’t know whether she had returned or not, but since she didn’t take the initiative to contact them, she probably couldn’t leave for the time being.

Every year, the school anniversary is the open day of Shilan Middle School, which is a time to show its strength to the outside world. Not only teachers and students of the school can participate, but also people from the society are allowed to visit the school.

The student union members of Shilan Middle School wearing red ribbons greeted city leaders or successful alumni of Shilan Middle School at the door like waiters.

There was a red notice posted at the school gate, and red banners were flying everywhere on the campus, just like the New Year, with messages like "Celebrate the Anniversary of Shilan Middle School" written on them. Under one of the banners was a subtle advertisement telling everyone that the banner was sent by someone.

This advertisement obviously lowered the aristocratic temperament of Shilan Middle School. Lu Mingfei went over to see which company or sponsor was so shameless as to openly run such a low-class advertisement on the anniversary of Shilan Middle School.

When I took a closer look, I saw four small white bold words "Xinyu Internet Cafe" written on it.

Internet cafe ads have even been put up in schools, this is simply rebellious! Lu Mingfei was stunned, thinking that such a shameless operation was rare, except for him and his useless senior brother.

Just as he was thinking this, a man stood next to Lu Mingfei and said, "How is it? Isn't this ad good? I specially chose this place here at the outdoor basketball court so that students can see this ad when they come to play basketball."

This voice was very familiar. Lu Mingfei turned around and saw Lao Lei rubbing his chin in a wretched manner, looking at his "masterpiece" with complacency.

"The Internet cafe business has been bad recently. The boss wanted to reduce costs and increase efficiency, so he even deducted my salary. I was thinking about how to advertise the Internet cafe, and then I remembered that Shilan Middle School was going to hold a school anniversary soon."

Old Lei was beaming with joy, "Look how smart I am. I only spent twenty dollars at the printing shop, and hanging it in school is better than any other advertisement."

"Why are you here to join in the fun?" Lu Mingfei asked helplessly.

"Why can't I come?" Lao Lei shouted, "I'm also an alumnus of Shilan Middle School, okay?"

"Are you also an alumnus of Shilan Middle School?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Of course." Lao Lei said, "I was also a legend of Shilan Middle School back then. The gymnasium hadn't been built yet, so this outdoor basketball court surrounded by barbed wire was my battlefield. I shot three-pointers on the court, and the schoolgirls sat on the steps beside the court and cheered, while I just walked through the flowers without getting a single leaf on me. Thinking about it now, I feel really emotional."

As he spoke, he sighed.

After hearing this, Lu Mingfei wanted to complain, "Old Lei, can you not apply Brother Chu Zihang's personality to yourself? Just your eyes, which are comparable to Brother Honglei's, are not related to the word "legend", right? Whose Chu Zihang ended up being a network administrator?"

"Oh, right." Lao Lei turned his head and said, "Do you know where the literature club is now? I looked for it and found that it seemed to have moved to a new activity room a few years ago."

Lu Mingfei was planning to go to the literature club to see what was going on with Chen Wenwen and whether she needed help. Since Lao Lei said so, Lu Mingfei would show Lao Lei the way.

As for why Lao Lei wanted to go to the literary club, he didn't ask much. After all, if he asked, it would only be for him to brag about his glorious past, whether true or not.

But there was no need for Lu Mingfei to ask, Lao Lei just started talking to Lu Mingfei on his own.

"I was considered a talented student in the Shilan Middle School Literature Club. Together with the president of the Literature Club, I was known as the Condor Heroes of Shilan Middle School. Did you know about the New Concept Literature Competition? Han Han and I entered the semi-finals in the same session, and I sat next to him. I even won the second prize. But I didn't expect that guy to be more pretentious than me. He gave up the semi-finals and didn't come. It's a pity that I didn't get to see him in person."

"The president of the literature club in my class was awesome. She was our school beauty at the time. She was so pretty and liked to wear white dresses. She was quiet and pretty. She was in the class next to mine, so we would see each other every day."

"Every day I stood in the corridor reading, waiting for her to come out of the back door of the classroom, and then peeked at her calves and ankles exposed under her skirt. Her ankles were so thin that I felt I could hold them in my hand."

Lu Mingfei was bored and listened to Lao Lei talking about his past. He thought, "Isn't it that the president of your literature club is also called Wenwen? Didn't you say that you and the president of your literature club were the Condor Heroes?"
The love story of Lao Lei, who is modeled after Chu Zihang, and the president of the literature club, who is modeled after Chen Wenwen? What a crap match!
When I walked into the literature club's activity room and opened the door, the first thing I saw was the plain white cotton skirt, paired with a pair of thick-soled canvas shoes with laces, and her ankles were so thin that they seemed like they could be grasped in one hand.

The quiet and pretty female president of the literature club was holding a book, staring at herself blankly with a startled expression, and her hand was making a gesture as if she was about to push the door open.

Lu Mingfei was also stunned for a moment, as if if he had opened the door a few seconds later, he would have been greeted by a warm embrace.

Lao Lei whistled excitedly and whispered behind Lu Mingfei: "The quality of your class is not much worse than that of mine."

Chen Wenwen and Lu Mingfei hadn't said anything yet, but someone behind Chen Wenwen spoke first.

"Lu Mingfei?" Zhao Menghua frowned in the club activity room. "What are you doing here?"

Zhao Menghua had an unfriendly expression on his face, which made Lu Mingfei forget that he was the one who came.

Zhao Menghua had his own reasons for being so vigilant.

Although in his heart, the only heroes of Shilan Middle School are Chu Zihang and Zhao Menghua. However, his "primary school classmate" Lu Mingfei is a person he cannot figure out clearly.

Although he considers himself and Chu Zihang to be the Qiao Feng of the north and the Murong of the south, Lu Mingfei is like the top master, the Prince of Dali, Duan Yu, who emerged from outside of Qiao Feng and Murong Fu. He inherited a strange set of kung fu from somewhere, and no matter how powerful he is, he cannot understand the opponent's martial arts system, nor can he transfer it back.

And this guy has always done things in an unreasonable way.

It stands to reason that powerful people should avoid meeting each other, but Lu Mingfei took the initiative to provoke him time and time again.

This time he even took the initiative to step into the literature club that belonged to him, and almost bumped into Chen Wenwen, his girlfriend who he had already decided on. How could he be kind to Lu Mingfei?

Of course he didn't know that during his recent lunch break, Lu Mingfei would be alone with Chen Wenwen in the club activity room, and they would meet in the library after school.

Even on Chen Wenwen's birthday, she rejected Zhao Menghua's invitation but accepted Lu Mingfei's birthday cake.

"I'll take this person..."

Lu Mingfei didn't intend to argue with Zhao Menghua about who was superior and inferior. He glanced at Lao Lei and said, "...this alumni brother came to visit the literature club."

"Alumni brother?"

Zhao Menghua glanced at Lao Lei suspiciously. He didn't see any of the upper-class temperament that an alumnus of Shilan Middle School should have in this guy.

If it was someone else who brought the people, Zhao Menghua might have already started to chase them away, but the other party was Lu Mingfei's person... In the spirit of trying to provoke Lu Mingfei as little as possible, Zhao Menghua nodded reluctantly and said, "Then please come in."

Lu Mingfei ignored Zhao Menghua and looked at Chen Wenwen in front of him:

"How about it, Chen Wenwen, can I take this senior to visit the literature club?"

Lu Mingfei didn't ignore Zhao Menghua's idea, but he was thinking that the Literature Club was Chen Wenwen's club after all, and if he brought people in to visit, he should ask for Chen Wenwen's consent. If he directly bypassed Chen Wenwen, it would be a bit disrespectful.

But Zhao Menghua didn't think so. In his eyes, this behavior was simply a disdain for him. He had clearly said that you can come in, but Lu Mingfei insisted on asking Chen Wenwen again. It was obvious that he looked down on him.

Chen Wenwen hugged the book and nodded with a smile: "Of course. How about I introduce this senior to you? After all, I am the president of the literature club and I know more about all aspects of the literature club."

Although Lu Mingfei was once a member of the Literature Club, he didn't really know much about it. Most of the members of his class were just like him, and their minds were all on Chen Wenwen. As for the Literature Club? He wasn't familiar with it.

No matter how brilliant and colorful the literature is, it cannot compare to the romance in the heart of a young man.

"Alright." Lu Mingfei nodded, "Then please, Chen Wenwen, take the senior on a tour."

"Okay." Chen Wenwen nodded, smiled and motioned Lao Lei to follow her, then turned to Zhao Menghua and said, "Zhao Menghua, please pour them a glass of water."

Back then, it was Lu Mingfei who was doing all the work of serving Chen Wenwen. Who would have thought that one day, Lu Mingfei would also receive water from Zhao Menghua.

Lu Mingfei felt a little agitated inside and ignored Zhao Menghua's face which looked like she had lost her parents.

Chen Wenwen and Lao Lei were talking about the past of the literature club, and for some reason they ended up talking about the old club's activity room. Chen Wenwen volunteered to say that she had the key and could take Lao Lei to the old activity room to have a look.

The club activity room of the Old Literature Society was set up near the teaching building. There were people all along the way, including people from the society and students from other schools who came to visit. As the two chatted, the topic suddenly shifted to Lu Mingfei.

Lao Lei said, "You don't know what Lu Mingfei was like in junior high school. He was really unlucky in junior high school." Chen Wenwen blushed and said a little embarrassedly, "Yes, but Lu Mingfei is actually very handsome now."

Lu Mingfei was listening in the back, and he was very upset, wondering how these two people could continue the conversation when they were not on the same wavelength. And could they please not bring the topic to him?

It was a truly unremarkable afternoon. He accompanied Lao Lei and Chen Wenwen as they walked around the school like a tour guide. Every time they arrived at a place, Lao Lei couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, Lao Lei was not the only one who felt sentimental. He had not visited Shilan Middle School properly since his return. These fleeting glimpses and sense of déjà vu were also part of his past.
We had agreed to just visit the former club activity room of the literature club, but we had been wandering around for an hour or two without realizing it. It was not until Lao Lei answered a phone call that he hurriedly replied to a few words before hanging up the phone and saying:
"I'm sorry, my boss here suddenly asked me for something urgent, so I have to leave first." Lao Lei said, "Thank you for the introduction, classmate Chen. Next time you come to my place, I promise to arrange everything for you."

What can you arrange for Chen Wenwen? Free internet access, or two extra boiled eggs for every instant noodle she buys? Lu Mingfei complained in his heart.

Chen Wenwen smiled and nodded: "You're welcome."

"Then classmate Chen, you go back first." Lao Lei waved his hand, "Lu Mingfei, come and see me off."

“Me?” Lu Mingfei pointed at himself when Lao Lei suddenly called his name. “It’s not like you don’t know the way.”

"What's wrong with asking you to send me off? You brought me here, but can't I ask you to take me back?" Lao Lei said bluntly.

Lu Mingfei didn’t know why Lao Lei wanted to talk to him, but since Lao Lei said so, Lu Mingfei had no choice but to wave goodbye to Chen Wenwen and follow Lao Lei.

When they walked a distance apart, Lao Lei turned his head and glanced at them before he said mysteriously to Lu Mingfei, "Are you interested in that girl?"

Lu Mingfei was startled, but immediately reacted and denied it: "Don't match me up with other people randomly! How can you tell that I'm interested in Chen Wenwen?"

"Both eyes saw it."

Lao Lei said with an expression that said, "Come on, why are you pretending in front of me?"

"Just now when we were walking together, you followed that girl but your eyes were fixed on her calves. It was exactly the same as what I did at that time. When I was secretly in love with the president of my literature club, I always liked to look at her..."

“Bah.” Lu Mingfei spat, “Don’t think everyone is like you. I saw her shoelaces were loose and wanted to remind her to tie them.”

Lao Lei's face was full of contempt, and he obviously didn't believe what Lu Mingfei said.

In fact, Lu Mingfei was telling the truth. He did notice that the laces of Chen Wenwen's thick-soled canvas shoes were loose, but they had not yet completely fallen apart. So he kept his head down to help Chen Wenwen watch them, wanting to wait until the laces fell apart before reminding Chen Wenwen to tie them up.

But Lao Lei was not wrong. While he was looking at Chen Wenwen's shoelaces, his eyes did glance at Chen Wenwen's well-shaped calves and slender ankles.

But Lao Lei was joking when he said he liked Chen Wenwen. He felt that he should not like Chen Wenwen, and he had decided to let go of this relationship a hundred or eighty years ago.

Otherwise, when they were at Aspasia restaurant, he would not have said to Chen Wenwen "I liked you", but would have directly said "I like you".

The situation at that time, coupled with the fact that he had just acted as a hero to save a beautiful girl, the Panamera lent to him by his senior brother, and the suit made for him by the boss Caesar... Chen Wenwen was too embarrassed to face the elders of Kassel Academy if she couldn't get it.

"You really don't like that girl?" Lao Lei asked.

"I really don't like it..."

Lu Mingfei said with a guilty conscience, swallowing the word "吧" at the end.

"What I wanted to say is: Chasing a girl is actually a very simple thing. Don't be afraid just because you are shy. Many times you actually have many opportunities, but you just artificially magnify the difficulty in your mind."

"I think that girl seems to like you a little bit. I want to tell you that since you have the chance, you should seize it. I've been through this before." Lao Lei shrugged, "But since you said you don't like her, I won't say anything."

……

　There is another chapter in the early morning

　　
　
(End of this chapter)