Volume 1 Hello, Lu Mingfei Chapter 18 Lu Mingfei (V)
"The second set of national radio gymnastics for middle school students. The times are calling! Ready! One, two, three, four! Five, six, seven, eight!"
A sonorous, magnetic male voice read out a command that could mobilize the entire school. On the playground, skirts fluttered and clothes fluttered. Lu Mingfei stood in the front row of the class, swaying stiffly as if a gear was missing.
All the girls in Shilan Middle School have complaints about the school. You say it is a British-style aristocratic school so you have to wear British school uniforms, but it can't escape the rules and regulations of a traditional high school, such as the damn routine morning exercises, which no one can escape. While everyone is doing morning exercises, the student union will check the classrooms one by one. If anyone is found hiding from morning exercises, the class's activity bonus for the whole semester will be lost, and they will be criticized in the whole school.
Not only that, those who do not do morning exercises seriously will also be punished. As students, those top students with good character and academic performance can stand in the front with a scoreboard in their hands and scan the entire field with disdainful eyes, and give a penalty to anyone they dislike.
Lu Mingfei actually wanted to win honor for the class seriously, at least not to be deducted points, but the problem was that she was born with uncoordinated feet. When her hands were in place, her legs would be out of place, and vice versa. Last year, the class performed a group dance at the Spring Festival Gala, and a professional dance teacher was invited. Everyone was paired up very well, except for the boy who was paired with Lu Mingfei, who raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I can't dance anymore." By the way, he raised his leg to show everyone the leather shoe that was riddled with holes from Lu Mingfei's stepping.
The head teacher thought of a trick. Lu Mingfei was not tall anyway, and the morning exercise team was arranged in ascending order of height. He secretly moved Lu Mingfei back one or two positions and asked others to block her, so that if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see anything.
A white shadow appeared in front of the team, walking slowly in white clothes as usual, and writing numbers on the scoreboard that frightened the class teachers. When doing morning exercises, many people would wear suit jackets to prevent the white shirts inside from getting stained with dust. But the student union did not need to do this, because they did not have to do morning exercises and could wear white clothes.
Lu Mingfei's heart moved, and she stared at the shadow tightly, refusing to move away. It was only two days since the incident, and Lu Mingfei initially thought that her biological father was preparing for the seventh day of his death, so she should take a few more days off to digest her sadness. But Chu Zihang's face still looked as calm as usual, neither sad nor happy, and he was only concerned with recording the scores of the evaluation. Whoever did poorly was considered poor, and it seemed that he had no idea how to pronounce favoritism.
Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei looked at each other, but Chu Zihang didn't stay on Lu Mingfei for too long. He just wrote down a number as usual and walked to other classes. Lu Mingfei felt disappointed... Because she was busy imagining that Chu Zihang's hands and feet were getting more and more uncoordinated, Chu Zihang certainly wasn't looking at her with his eyes, I'm afraid the class's score will be halved today, and when the scores are announced in the evening, the head teacher will inevitably roar about which little bitch is holding us back.
"Ten, two, three, four, five, six, seven, stop!"
The song ended and the crowd dispersed. The word "stop" seemed to break the spell of Sleeping Beauty, and the playground was full of students running around happily. No one likes to do morning exercises. This thing is like the three nightmares of school days. The other two are when you look up at the window and see the head teacher smiling sinisterly while reading a novel in class, and when you check after copying the answers from your deskmate and find that you missed one in the middle and the whole thing is wrong.
A strand of soft and long black hair floated to Lu Mingfei, bringing with it the faint scent of bluebells: "Mingfei, remember to come to the literature club after class tonight. The teacher will comment on the book "Remembrance of Things Past" that I read last week. Please collect it and send it over."
Lu Mingfei was overjoyed just by hearing this voice. There was only one person in the school who would call her Mingfei, the president of the literature club, Chen Wenwen. In fact, Chen Wenwen was like this to everyone in person. For example, when she was face to face with Chu Zihang, she would call him Zihang, and when she saw Zhao Menghua, she would call him Menghua. She didn't mean anything else by calling people like this, it just represented a close relationship.
As a nominal director of the literature club, Lu Mingfei's main task is to collect homework and money from door to door and run errands. There are not many people who really love reading in a literature club. Most of them go there for Chen Wenwen herself. The beautiful girl who speaks softly and looks so pretty is the dream of a girl in a white dress shared by men all over the world.
Lu Mingfei didn't have many friends in Shilan Middle School. Chen Wenwen was one of the few who treated her well. She saw through what those boys were thinking. Lu Mingfei always had the ambition to protect Chen Wenwen. Chen Wenwen seemed to know this too. She always liked to go with Lu Mingfei. When the two girls were together, many boys would become timid. They didn't have the courage to put a brick in their pockets and say, "Girl, is this something you dropped?" They could only watch from afar .
"You have to submit your book review again? Didn't you just submit it last time?"
They walked on the lawn, and Lu Mingfei tried to find topics to talk about. Chen Wenwen was shy and passive. She would come to you when she had something to do, but she didn't know what to do next. At this time, Lu Mingfei was very happy to show her fearless spirit, and she could find something to talk about even if she saw a piece of garbage on the ground.
The same road, when walked with some people, seemed particularly long, but when walked with others, it seemed so short that people were reluctant to take a step. The road back to the classroom was not long, but Lu Mingfei deliberately walked very slowly.
"The teacher doesn't come often, so when to hand it in depends on when she's free. If we prepare in advance, we won't be in a rush when we hear the news." Chen Wenwen said, "Have you finished writing your review?"
"Okay!" Lu Mingfei said immediately. For a girl who used to act well, panicking was a common occurrence didn't finish writing. She could just pretend to take notes during class later. If she worked hard, she could finish it in two classes.
"That's good." Chen Wenwen nodded and suddenly changed the subject, "I heard that Chu Zihang invited you to ride in his car a few days ago."
Lu Mingfei was just boasting about a bunch of stupid boys who were toads and had no hope of eating swan meat. This sentence almost made her spit back into her throat and choke to death: "What...what?"
"I said someone saw you get into Chu Zihang's car." Chen Wenwen repeated it very seriously, staring into Lu Mingfei's eyes to prevent her from avoiding him. Her long eyelashes looked like flying bird wings, so beautiful that it made people terrified.
Lu Mingfei's heart was moved. Those silly boys really had good taste. Who wouldn't like a delicate and frail girl in a white dress who was easily pushed down? If she, Lu Mingfei, were a boy, she would also like Chen Wenwen!
