Volume 1 Hello, Lu Mingfei Chapter 2: Darkness of the Rainfall (Part 2)
"By the way, senior brother... do we know each other?" Lu Mingfei asked cautiously, fearing to provoke this giant Buddha.
"If you mean talking, then it was indeed the first time." Chu Zihang said calmly, "We also met during morning exercises. I remember you were standing very close to the front. Your name is Lu Mingfei."
Lu Mingfei covered her face, thinking, why is becoming more and more like an idol drama? Brother, please don't say seriously that since the first time I saw you, my heart has been captured by you!
"It's really... an honor." Lu Mingfei could only smile dryly, "I'm so glad to be remembered by you, Senior Brother."
"Actually, I remember everyone." Chu Zihang nodded. He was always so serious. He remembered every face so that he could match them up directly when deducting points. There was no need to bother looking through the roster.
“Brother, you actually have the ability to remember everything you see!” Lu Mingfei widened her eyes in surprise, and a long strand of hair slipped out from the hairpin and swayed.
"No, I just memorized the list. Every person in each class has a fixed seat for morning exercises. If you remember the list, you can always find the right person." Chu Zihang explained.
"No wonder you study so well. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to remember all the people in the school." Lu Mingfei continued to flatter him. She was good at reading people's faces and speaking. Unfortunately, Master Chu had the same expression no matter what he said, just like the rustling of leaves in the wind, neither sad nor happy.
Many girls privately regard Chu Zihang as the only designated Onii-chan in the school. They sleep with him and talk with him during military training. Some girls proudly and proudly announce that they will marry Chu Zihang in the future. Some girls say they will feed him fat and some girls say they will count his eyelashes before falling asleep. Only Lu Mingfei sits in the corner and thinks to herself, with Chu's family background, does he need to cook for him? The right thing to do is to find a way to defeat his parents-in-law and seize power.
But in fact, she doesn't like Chu Zihang. He is the living legend of Shilan Middle School, a handsome guy who can make a group of girls scream when playing basketball, the most idol-like Oni-chan. Wherever he is, other boys are like fireflies. How dare they compete with the bright moon?
He was too dazzling, so dazzling that it was a bit scary. Born ordinary and living under someone else's roof, Lu Mingfei just wanted to live a peaceful life. Chu Zihang and she were from two different worlds. It might not be a good idea to think so. Chu Zihang, a beautiful student, was even willing to hold an umbrella and take her on this bleak night of typhoon, but she just didn't want to have too much interaction with him. A humble girl like herself with no appearance, no figure, and no achievements would be burned to ashes by the bright moon, leaving nothing behind.
In Shilan Middle School, which is known as an aristocratic school, the people around her are either second-generation rich or second-generation officials, and there are many sons of mining heirs and bank presidents. Fifteen-year-old Lu Mingfei has no say here. Even the qualification to choose friends must be given by others. Few girls like her, because Lu Mingfei is very good at playing games, and there are always some boys who come to her intentionally or unintentionally to make private appointments to go to the Internet cafe to play. In the eyes of those girls, Lu Mingfei is very indecent, and it is good enough that they don't squeeze her.
So that night she squatted alone under the eaves, holding her chin with her hand, hoping that the rain would get lighter so that she wouldn't have to get her expensive school uniform wet when she ran back in the rain. She only had this one set, otherwise she would have to find a way to dry it tonight so she could wear it again tomorrow.
Every time there was a grand party at school, the piano beauty Liu Miaomiao would sit on the stage and play the piano, and a group of boys in black suits would dance around her. Sometimes Chu Zihang would go up and play a violin piece, which attracted many girls' screams. Lu Mingfei squatted in her seat in the corner like an old country farmer, full of fantasies, wondering if she was the Cinderella lost in Shilan Middle School. In the future, when her parents came to pick her up, they would rush into the venue in a white Maybach. In front of everyone's eyes, the black-clad men would line up and roll out the red carpet, personally put on the crystal shoes for her, hold her hand and tell her that she was actually a princess, and now we are here to take her home. At that time , whether it was Chu Zihang or Liu Miaomiao, they would have to stop and stare at her back blankly.
She actually wanted to show off, but she knew she couldn't do it. Niu Pi's parents were still digging holes in some corner of the world, and they probably even forgot that they had a daughter on this side of the Earth.
Lu Mingfei was overwhelmed with sadness after thinking about it for a while. She sniffed and felt sad. She subconsciously grabbed something nearby and put it against her nose...
Chu Zihang coughed lightly. Lu Mingfei suddenly came to her senses and stared at the corner of Chu Zihang's clothes in her hand for a few seconds. She lowered her head and her face turned red like a monkey's butt.
Lu Mingfei felt that she was going to be socially dead. She wiped her nose with the corner of Chu Zihang's clothes... If Chu Zihang's fans knew about this, they would eat her alive, right?
"Here." Chu Zihang handed the umbrella to Lu Mingfei, took a step back, and stood in the heavy rain.
“Brother, do you think I’m disgusting and want to chase me away…” Lu Mingfei said with a depressed look, “I’m sorry… but I really didn’t mean it. I just thought of something not so good…”
Her voice became lower and lower, and finally it sounded like the humming of a mosquito; even the sound of the rain was louder than hers.
"No." Chu Zihang heard everything clearly. Perhaps he felt that the girl suddenly had a bad aura. As a way of comforting her not to take it to heart, he smiled faintly and said, "Someone will come to pick me up. We have an appointment to meet at the playground. Take your umbrella and go home quickly. Remember to be careful of puddles on the way."
"I can stay here with you until the car comes!" Lu Mingfei quickly made her attitude clear. Taking someone else's umbrella and letting him get wet in the rain, not even a dog would do such a thing.
"No need, he's already here." Chu Zihang looked over Lu Mingfei's shoulder and behind her.
Two bright beams of light pierced the rain curtain. Amid the low horn sound, the streamlined car body was like a cheetah close to the ground. Chu Zihang waved his hand, and the car suddenly slowed down. The wipers swung wildly like crazy, sweeping away the layers of rain on the windshield. The middle-aged man in the car also waved at Chu Zihang, smiling from ear to ear. Lu Mingfei turned her head. It was a pure black car. In the triangular frame on the front of the car, two M letters overlapped to form Shanxing. A Maybach 62.
She had seen this logo in her classmate's magazine. It was the top-of-the-line car produced by the Mercedes-Benz factory, and its Chinese name was Maybach. The market price of this model was more than 9 million yuan. If it collided with her uncle's BMW 3 Series, the repair costs alone would be enough to buy several of her uncle's cars. Celebrities and business tycoons all loved this model, and no one dared to stop them from driving into the city government.
