"Even if I don't go, Zi Ning will not inherit the sound?"
Just as the members in the screening hall became agitated because of Zhao Menghua's sudden confession, and everyone craned their necks to stare at the stage, a cappella song suddenly came from the back seat.
They turned their eyes in unison and saw Mr. Li standing up, clapping his hands and singing along. The little goddess sat beside him and looked at him dreamily, her eyes full of stars dancing.
"Young Qing Zi Pei, I think about it for a long time. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning won't come."
"I'm looking for you, I'm at the city gate. If I don't see you for one day, it's like I'm missing you for three months!"
The young man's voice was clear and calm, like a spring in a stream or the moon in the water. He sang the poem "Zi Jin" from the pre-Qin Dynasty's "The Book of Songs" by Zheng Feng, which conveyed the straightforward and simple view of love of the ancients.
It would be easy for the students of Shilan to understand the meaning of the poem if they listened carefully to the lecture, but they had no idea who Mr. Li was fighting for.
Is it really because he assisted Zhao Menghua that he has such a great reputation?
But when Mr. Zhao, who was dressed in a silver suit, heard this poem, he actually stood on the stage with a rose in his hand and showed a knowing look. He even smiled and bowed slightly to Li Yongyuan.
However, Lu Mingfei looked at the young man standing up from the back seat and already understood that this song was for him. If he could not take this step, he would never be able to give an explanation to his three-year secret love.
"Chen Wenwen!"
As soon as the clear singing stopped, a loud roar came out, attracting the attention of all the people watching. Even the younger brother who was surrounding Zhao Menghua thought that someone was going to assassinate the boss, and was trembling with fear.
Lu Mingfei used all his strength to hold the brown paper bag and stumbled to the girl in the cotton white dress, pushing the paper bag forward in her surprised eyes.
"I like you, I have liked you for three years." The boy lowered his head, as if he did not dare to look at the girl's expression at this moment.
This sentence was so shocking that everyone in the literary club stood up, even though they all knew that Lu Mingfei was interested in Chen Wenwen.
But no one believed that this bad guy really dared to stand up and confess his love. A toad doesn't want to eat swan meat without looking in the mirror first.
Immediately the whole place was filled with whispers, and Mr. Li stood up and sang with his hands behind his back. His slender body allowed him to easily survey the scene in front of the screen.
Zhao Menghua's face instantly darkened, and his neck became congested and red with anger.
Of course he knew that Lu Mingfei liked Chen Wenwen, which was why he arranged for him to do group performances with his younger brothers, just to humiliate him and warn him not to have any inappropriate thoughts.
But Lu Mingfei dared to rush out at this moment and compete with him for the same girl in front of so many people.
Do you deserve it?
Zhao Menghua kept roaring in his heart, but the expression on his face became more and more shocked. He even calmly adjusted his clothes before standing next to Lu Mingfei holding a rose. He also handed the flower to Chen Wenwen as if it were Lu Mingfei.
Speak as if there is no existence.
"Wenwen, today is supposed to be the gathering of our literary club, but I just want to take this opportunity." Zhao Menghua said loudly in front of everyone, "We are going to separate soon, and I don't want to regret it. I want to tell Chen Wenwen that I like
You... are all on the screen... I have to take a gamble no matter what. Otherwise, we will be separated in the future and we will never see each other. I have liked someone for three years but no one knows about it. This is really bad.
"
"Okay, well done, boss."
The two Xu Miaomiao brothers, who had experienced Lu Mingfei's interference, quickly realized that even extras had to know which crew paid them wages.
What's more, at this time, the importance of a die-hard brother becomes more and more prominent. Lu Mingfei is a good classmate, but no matter how close they are, they can't be as close as they are to Zhao Menghua.
"Promise him! Promise him!"
Zhao Menghua's younger brothers, both on stage and off, all gathered around her. Chen Wenwen's fair face suddenly turned crimson, as if she could squeeze out tomato paste.
Lu Mingfei still lowered his head like a quail, as if he had exhausted all his courage by shouting before Zhao Menghua.
"actually……"
Chen Wenwen spoke softly and looked at Zhao Menghua with wandering eyes. The light shining on his silver suit made him look even more handsome.
But she quickly glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was thin and bowed towards her at 90 degrees, with hesitant eyes.
In fact, putting aside personal emotional factors, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Menghua is better than Lu Mingfei in every aspect.
Before Mr. Li was airborne and transferred to their class, Zhao Menghua was the fantasy object of almost all the young and budding girls in the class. His family background, conversation, and appearance were all considered superior. When compared with him, Lu Mingfei was like a stone and a gold jade.
There is absolutely no comparison.
So they estimated that Chen Wenwen was hesitating at the moment because she was just thinking about how to avoid hurting Lu Mingfei's heart.
"I thought I could witness a scene where an ugly duckling turns into a white swan." Red-haired Nono, chewing a lollipop with bulging cheeks, appeared next to Li Longyuan at some point.
As soon as she entered the screening room, she found a place to stand up and prepare to watch the show of her cheap junior brother. However, she finally fainted when she saw him showing off his power, and stayed there stupidly without daring to raise his head.
The little goddess blinked her eyes and looked curiously at the red-haired girl with proud eyebrows. She seemed to have seen her in Li Yongyuan's circle of friends, but when she looked at the photo, her expression was childish and harmless. Could it be that this red-haired girl is Bai Qiehei?
One type?
"Didn't he call you senior sister? If you are really rejected later, you go down to save the situation."
Mr. Li turned his head and glanced at her.
"I thought you were going to be in the limelight and show up at this guy's darkest moment, so you could be the light that saved the S-class."
Nonoga chewed the hard candy.
But Mr. Li Junyi only had a faint smile on his face and refused word for word: "I don't do it, gay."
On the stage, Chen Wenwen was still in a dilemma, surrounded by a large number of Zhao Menghua's younger brothers, and she didn't know how to speak.
However, at this time, the door of the screening room was pushed open, and light shone from behind, like lightning breaking through dark clouds.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him. The person who entered was a tall boy wearing a baseball cap. The brim of the hat was slightly drooped, and his forehead hair fell down to cover his eyes. He had a smile on his lips and seemed to enjoy the feeling of having everyone's attention.
"Which guy is in the wrong place?"
Zhao Menghua's younger brother came forward cursing, and their boss was busy hugging the beauty back, so there was no room for more and more people to cause trouble.
"Little brother, this is Hall 3, and someone has booked it."
The man stretched out his hand to push the boy away, but was caught by a strong hand. He pulled hard, but found that it didn't move at all.
The man raised his head in shock, and what he saw was a pair of scarlet eyes like evil spirits.
Then the boy grabbed him by the neck and threw him hard. He was as light as a sack and flew out with a scream. He hit the thick wall on the side and suffered a bloody head.
The crowd standing on the stage noticed something was wrong, and backed away in a large circle with a roar, looking at the newcomers with horrified expressions.