After watching the uniformed staff busy for a while, Mr. Li waved his hand, and they bowed quickly and quietly left.
The eyes of the classmates in the class looked at the young man with awe, which showed respect for money.
Everyone stood up and bowed slightly to Mr. Li to say hello. If this scene were to take place in Japan, they would have thought that some underworld boss had been released.
"Li Yongyuan! Why are you here?"
Su Xiaoqiang, who was bored and lying on the back seat chewing popcorn, didn't even have time to put down the popcorn bucket before rushing forward. She thought the other party was not interested in this kind of party.
"I always want to attend the last gathering of the literary club. After all, it wants to have a successful ending."
Mr. Li looked at the beautiful girl in front of him and smiled, and then all the classmates clapped and said welcome. The movements were so uniform, like an internal annual meeting of the Shengtang Group.
I have to say that today's young people are very smart.
"Let's go in the back."
The little goddess carefully took his shoulder and led him to the back seat. Mr. Li just smiled and let her pull him. After all, sitting in the front would only attract more attention.
In today's party, he is not the protagonist, but the audience.
In the bathroom, Lu Mingfei flushed cold water over and over again in front of the mirror, until he completely woke up, and then looked at himself in the mirror.
Her hair, which was originally unkempt, has now been carefully combed under special modifications in the past few days. Her eyes are dark, and her face, which was originally capable of many expressions, is solemn. It can be considered serious, delicate and clean.
Today he is no longer someone's foil, a clown used by the teacher to adjust the mood in the classroom, or a laughing stock in the eyes of his classmates. Instead, he wants to truly be the protagonist of his own story.
"Come on, Lu Mingfei."
The boy whispered to cheer himself up.
When he walked into the screening room with his head held high, most of the students in the class were stunned for a few seconds. Is this still the same bad boy?
"Hahaha, look at the monkey wearing a suit." Someone in the dimly lit screening room whistled and laughed. The members of the literary club who were occupying their respective seats and drinking Coke and eating popcorn also burst into laughter. Lu Mingfei finally saved his money.
The momentum was instantly dissipated.
Dressing can make you look glamorous, but your temperament cannot be changed overnight. Lu Mingfei is thin and frail, and when he puts on a suit and makes an adult expression, he does feel like he is wearing a monkey's head.
"Why are you laughing? Piggy is wearing a suit." Someone interrupted.
The fattest twin brothers in the literary club, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, walked in side by side. They were wearing the same black suits and were as round as large basketballs.
"Lu Mingfei was manipulated."
Li Yongyuan sat in the back seat, looking at a dozen club members wearing the same black suits and said softly.
He observed when he came in. Except for Lu Mingfei, most of these people in black suits were Zhao Menghua's die-hard younger brothers. Some of them were new faces he had never seen before, and they were obviously not members of the literary club.
This meant that the person who stopped them in the lobby just now was not telling the truth. He was obviously not wearing a black suit for a formal speech or for group photos. Instead, he had another purpose.
"What should I do? Do you want to help him?"
The little goddess was sipping Coke and couldn't understand what these people working under the silver screen wanted to do. The movie hadn't even started yet, and they were all gathered in front.
But now that Li Yongyuan is here, I don't have to worry about it. I just need to listen to his words.
"Let's take a look first."
Mr. Li has no plans to stand out for the time being. He has done everything he can, and he has to take the blame even when he can't express his feelings.
It just depends on how much Zhao Menghua can do. After all, this is a place reserved for him. If he dares to make some small moves in his own territory, do you really think that he, Mr. Li, has a good temper?
"You two are also going to give a speech?" Lu Mingfei looked around first and found that Mr. Li who came with him did not wear the arranged suit. Instead, he frowned slightly in the back seat and felt something was wrong. Then he looked at Xu Miaomiao and the pair curiously.
Brothers, I found that the three of them were dressed exactly the same.
"If you don't give a speech, we will just be the foils." Xu Yanyan said. "As extras, we will not get paid unless we are paid."
Lu Mingfei then glanced at Chen Wenwen, who nodded slightly towards him, with clear and bright eyes.
The boy instantly calmed down and stood still.
"You will stand in that position and give a speech later." Zhao Menghua pointed to a piece of copy paper in front of the screen and said to Lu Mingfei. "Just step there and don't block the big screen. The photos of the literary club will be shown later."
"Shouldn't the movie be shown first?" Lu Mingfei was a little surprised. This was wrong with the scene he had originally arranged. Everyone should watch the movie first as if nothing happened, and then cut to his confession VCR at the climax.
Immediately, Lu Mingfei turned to look at the staff in Mr. Li's lobby. They also kept making OK gestures.
In fact, it can be considered that these guys made an own mistake. After all, the protagonists Zhao Menghua and Lu Mingfei wanted to confess were the same person. When Zhao Menghua found them in need of help, the staff knew Chen Wenwen's name as soon as they saw it.
I thought it was because Lu Mingfei couldn't wait to confess to this girl and didn't even want to wait for a movie.
"It's great to be young." The projectionist, smoking a cigarette, leaned on the edge of the security passage and looked at the energetic group of boys and girls.
However, Zhao Menghua ignored Lu Mingfei's words and just silently counted the number of people. "Is there one person missing?" He dragged the boy who was greeting people in the front hall aside and asked.
The boy held a suitcase with a suitcase and said, "Li Yongyuan and Li don't want to wear it."
"You fucking want to die, why did you give him the clothes, and then just find someone to come over and make up for it."
When Zhao Menghua heard this nightmarish name, his legs almost shook with fright, and he growled viciously. He dared to fight Lu Mingfei, but even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to fight Li Longyuan.
Zhao Menghua also planned to give a speech after successfully confessing his love to Chen Wenwen, thanking the sponsor's father for specially sponsoring the reservation, which allowed them to establish this fate. In this way, he might be able to hug Li Longyuan's lap in the future.
When the younger brother heard these words, he suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly went to find the extras.
In a hurry, a dozen people in black suits finally gathered at the front of the screen, and the lights gradually dimmed. Lu Mingfei stood on the stage in a suit and leather shoes, holding a paper bag, thinking in his mind like flowers, dandelions, and Wall.
-E, the confession is ready, just waiting for him to put everything on the line as a man and shout to the whole world, "Chen Wenwen, I like you."
The projector was turned on, and the bright light blinded his eyes. In a daze, he seemed to hear a burst of boos coming from the venue, and some audience members stood up excitedly.
"What are you doing up here?" After Lu Mingfei's eyes adjusted to the bright light, he realized that two brothers, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, were holding his arms tightly. He turned around and saw a huge "L" on his left hand.
Together they form a whole sentence, "Chen Wenwen, iLoveyou".
Lu Mingfei suddenly turned pale and looked down, only to find that the front of his black suit had the character "i" written in it, which was still the lowercase letter "coquettish".
At this moment, Zhao Menghua was wearing a silver-gray haute couture suit, holding a bouquet of crimson roses in his hand. Surrounded by several good brothers, he jumped onto the stage affectionately and walked towards Chen Wenwen.
Through the light, Lu Mingfei couldn't tell clearly whether the girl in the cotton white skirt had an expression of surprise, shyness, or both.
The boy paused on the spot holding the paper bag. For a moment, he wasn't sure whether he should tell Chen Wenwen that it contained her favorite dandelions.