Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Today is Wednesday, Teachers' Day, and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The two are a powerful combination.

Lu Mingfei could already predict that at tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival party, there would be a skit or song to thank the teacher and praise the gardener. Fortunately, this was not a New Year's Day party, otherwise they would have ended with the line "Go back and make dumplings tonight." .

After washing, he put his schoolbag on his back and climbed over the balcony. He kicked open Lao Xia Tou's bedroom door and found that the person was gone again.

"Where are you? Did you buy breakfast?" After walking around the room and not finding Xia Di, Lu Mingfei sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch the morning news. The host in formal attire stood in front of the camera. Carrying the script in a standard broadcasting tone:

"The scope of persons involved in the Chen Group's case has expanded, another group of senior executives have been arrested, and the chairman, Chen, absconded with money..."

"The campaign against organized crime and evil has achieved significant results. Ye Fan, the head of the special team, said at the press conference that 'any evil forces will eventually be brought to justice'..."

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and everyone will have a three-day holiday, with Sunday off..."

The news was not interesting, so Lu Mingfei chose to continue watching last night's movie to warm up for tonight's performance.

The TV in Lao Xia Tou's house has various functions. In addition to watching TV and playing games, it can also surf the Internet. He can just search for whatever he wants to watch.

"It's only a few hundred yuan a month, why are you playing with your life?" The movie is "Letter to Dad" by The Kung Fu Emperor. Lu Mingfei felt very immersed in it after watching it. After all, his own father was also a dragon who saw the beginning but not the end. I'm a busy man, so I can't say I got involved in some weird organization in the name of archeology right now.

He gestured in the living room with the remote control, imagining that he was playing tricks with his senior brother. In no time, Xia Di pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a box and breakfast in his hand.

"What are these, the costumes and props for tonight?" Lu Mingfei took the breakfast and began to distribute it, but his eyes were fixed on the box in Xia Di's hand.

Old Xia Tou had long said that he would arrange everything for them, but it has been delayed until now and he still hasn't seen the costumes.

"Smart." Xia Di gave a thumbs up, but still refused to show it to Lu Mingfei.

"I'm telling you, don't give me all of Calabash's clothes, otherwise I would rather wear a school uniform and go on stage." Lu Mingfei bit the straw, his eyes full of wariness.

Based on his understanding of Lao Xia Tou, it wouldn't be surprising even if it contained a pink naughty leopard's doll suit.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that you will be satisfied." Xia Di made a fist with her left hand and hammered her chest, making Zeyuan's classic move of respect. In an instant, Xiaolu felt that the soy milk in his mouth had an inexplicable milky taste.

At noon, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang met in the cafeteria.

"Senior brother, the costumes for the Mid-Autumn Festival performance have not been decided yet. This is a time when our face is at stake!" Since he wants to keep his senior brother's heart firmly tied to him, Lu Mingfei will certainly not hide anything and express all the worries in his heart. out.

In the past two days, he did not take the initiative to mention Xia Mi's matter, just to give his senior brother a chance to confess and be lenient, hoping that he would soon find his way back and return to him.

"Junior brother, don't panic, brother, I have already prepared for you." Chu Zihang glanced at his junior brother's multi-function watch, as if he was afraid that someone would eavesdrop, and mouthed silently.

It turned out that he also guessed that Xia Di was unreliable, and asked his mother to ask Aunt Yaya to customize two sets of costumes suitable for their body sizes, and now they are placed in his schoolbag.

When Lu Mingfei heard this, he held seaweed and egg drop soup in both hands, his eyes were full of trust and respect, and his tone was full of emotion: "Senior brother is as beautiful as Pan An, as courageous as a dragon, as brave as a dragon, as wise as a sleeping dragon, how can I have a senior brother?" With our full help, there is no reason why the great cause of defeating Di will fail!"

Originally, because of Chu Zihang's popularity and Lu Mingfei's scolding of small groups at the beginning of school, they had attracted much attention from everyone in the school. Prince Lu's actions undoubtedly attracted the attention of most people. The originally noisy cafeteria was noisy. The sound has weakened a bit.

Chu Zihang noticed the changes in the surrounding environment and the looks from the students around him. Although he was a little embarrassed, he got used to it. He raised his soup bowl and looked at his junior brother across the table: "Junior brother, you and I are too praised. We have already shared weal and woe, honor and disgrace."

"I won't say more, it's all in the soup." Lu Mingfei was greatly moved when he heard the words, and took a big gulp of the soup, as did Chu Zihang.

The surrounding onlookers looked at each other in shock when they saw this scene. Why did Chu Zihang, who was as cold as a snowfield and ice lotus, like this tone?

"That's bad, Chu Zihang looks so handsome like this."

"Yes, yes, the junior student opposite him is so cute. I feel like my heart is about to burst. Otherwise, they might fight if they stay together."

"What fight? Tell me in detail!"

"Oh, you hate it!"

Listening to the whispers of the girls, the boys immediately put away their contempt.

Originally, they thought that Chu Zihang had become degenerate, actually playing this kind of house game with the kids in the lower grades. Unexpectedly, he was unexpectedly popular with the girls, which shocked them.

Damn it, who said girls don't like naive boys?

The smarter boy has already begun to use his chopsticks as a feather fan, pointing out the food in the cafeteria: "Brother Wang, today's tomato scrambled eggs are actually too sweet. I don't like it very much."

"What Brother Li Xian said is absolutely true. I bought a tofu cake for my brother this morning and it turned out to be salty. I was really angry."

"My mother, how can I eat tofu if it's not salty?"

"Then how can scrambled eggs with tomatoes be eaten without adding sugar?"

"You are using strong words to make sense!"

"You're barking like crazy!"

The salty and sweet parties here were quarreling over trivial matters, while the girl over there complained with a bit of disgust: "These boys are so childish."

As soon as these words came out, the quarreling boys immediately stopped, and they could see a little unwillingness in each other's eyes.

Damn it, just because you are handsome you can do whatever you want?

Chu Zihang, you deserve death!

And that guy in the lower grade should also be punished!

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The time came to three o'clock in the afternoon. The school ended early because of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xia Mi walked out of the school gate with his friends.

Several little girls were discussing how to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, and Xia Mi was also thinking about how to capture the beautiful humans he met last weekend during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Bingshan boy's mother and the woman named Yaya are already in the bag. The former has become his nominal godmother, while the latter seems to be possessed and wants to open a children's clothing column. She signed on as a model.

But Xiao Longnu was naturally unwilling. She almost had a family, so why would she go out to make money on her own?

Moreover, it was impossible for her to do this kind of work of entertaining people with sex, even if she was paid 100,000 yuan.

Of course, when Aunt Yaya told her about the signing fee of 200,000 yuan, she did have a moment of excitement, but after all, he is the king of the earth and the mountain. If he wants to make money, he can just rob a bank without worrying about eating and drinking. How can he read it? Get money for selling yourself.

Just when she was thinking about whether she should go to Xia Di's house to eat and drink during the three-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday or go to Su Xiaoyan's place to eat and drink, a sharp-eyed little girl noticed a milk-white jeep parked at the school gate and stretched out her hand to pull it. Xia Mi who pulls the center:

"Hey, Xiaomi, that seems to be your uncle's car."

When Xia Mi heard this, she looked over and saw that it was really Xia Di who drove to pick her up. After saying goodbye to her friends, she opened the passenger door with a slightly cheerful pace: "Uncle, why are you here?"

But don't say that you are here to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with their family, otherwise your stupid brother will get sick and go to the hospital again.

Just afraid that something might happen, Xia Di said with a smile: "Isn't the Mid-Autumn Festival coming soon? I want to say that your family..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Mi interrupted, and the girl showed a trace of apology: "I'm sorry, uncle, my parents are going back to the village to celebrate the festival, and they said it's rare to reunite."

"That's a shame."

Seeing the disappointment on the face of the man in the driver's seat, Xia Mi said with a little arrogance: "However, if you are particularly reluctant, uncle, I can still stay and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you."

Going to the countryside to spend the holidays with unknown humans is just to make yourself uncomfortable. How can it be interesting to take advantage of this hateful human being's heart to show a trace of vulnerability and forcefully move in?

The little girl felt wonderful when she thought that she took advantage of others' danger and took root in Xia Di's heart, and continued to occupy the childish ghost's living space as time went by, and finally completely took him for herself.

Not only do the people around you have to become mine, but you also have to become mine.

Mine, all mine!

"Isn't this good? For Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, Xiaomi, it's best for you to stay with your family." Xia Di thought about her snack reserves. If Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi suddenly competed to see who could eat more, they might Not enough for these two foodies.

"It's okay, we are all a family, they can understand." Xia Mi patted his barren airport, saying that the family does not speak the same language, so Jörmungandar was so determined to eat this meal that even Fenrir stopped him. Don't stop, she said!

So the matter was settled, and the two of them came to Shilan Middle School together.

Xiao Longnu was a little curious: "Does junior high school also finish school so early?"

"Shilan Middle School is holding a Mid-Autumn Festival party. Zihang and Mingfei are going to perform on stage and bring you to join in the fun."

A combination of a facially paralyzed man and a childish ghost?

It must be that the four dragons are getting together again, so this human being brought himself here specially.

Hey, these guys really can't do it without this girl.

Xia Mi put it in his school bag and got out of the car with a reluctant and somewhat smug expression on his face: "I really can't do anything to you, you still need my help to perform a talent."

"Haha, yes." Xia Di did not explain, and led Xia Mi into Shilan Middle School while carrying the box.

Two people with flawless looks appeared at the same time, which immediately caused countless students rushing to the auditorium to stop and pay attention:

"Damn, that girl is so beautiful. Even the beauty of Shilan Middle School can't compare to a hair on her head."

"That's too much. At least two."

"You are still strict, but why haven't you seen her before?"

"Nonsense, she's wearing a primary school uniform."

"That handsome guy seems to be a relative of Chu Zihang. I've seen him several times before school."

"He must be the guardian of the junior student named Lu Mingfei. I heard him call him uncle."

"This whole family looks like a fairy. Can you help me improve the family genes?"

Although they were surrounded by sights that were as turbulent as waves and as hot as magma, Xia Di and Xia Mi did not show any signs of strangeness and chatted as usual.

Sorry, that’s what it means to be good-looking, and I am always the one to be envied by others.

Arriving at the auditorium of Shilan Middle School, two-thirds of the 2,000-person auditorium was already filled. Xia Di and Xia Mi came to the backstage lounge and found Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei in the corner. The two people were sneaking around holding their schoolbags, not knowing what they were going to do.

"What are you doing?"

Sensing someone approaching, Lu Mingfei turned around to stall for time. Chu Zihang put the performance clothes into his fourth-dimensional pocket and took out two bottles of milk. Then he slowly explained: "Junior brother is a little nervous on stage for the first time. I'll take a bottle of milk." Give him some relief."

Xia Mi stared at Lu Mingfei suspiciously, not finding anything similar to nervousness on his face.

This person can hold his own in the city center square, how could he have stage fright in a mere school.

There must be something fishy.

Lu Mingfei felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned back and said, "Why are you here? Don't you have to go to class? A primary school student should behave like a primary school student. It's wrong to be late and leave early!"

"We've been on vacation a long time ago. If uncle hadn't asked me to come here to cheer you up, I wouldn't have bothered to come over." Xiao Longnu raised her chin proudly.

Xiaolu was stunned when he heard this: How do you learn how to call me?

Uncle is his exclusive name for Lao Xia Tou!

Damn little shrimp, it's not enough for you to steal my co-pilot, do you want more?

What a greedy woman!

The two little kids glared at each other, as if they were playing a game where whoever blinks first loses. Xia Di looked amused and handed the box in his hand to Chu Zihang: "Come on, do your best, we'll watch from the audience. It’s alive.”

With that said, he pulled Xia Mi away from the backstage, leaving the somewhat surprised senior brother in shock.

"Are you really just here to join in the fun? I thought you needed my help." Xiao Longnu was led to the audience by the hand, without any sense of self-awareness.

"Okay, let's watch the show in peace." Xia Di found two unoccupied seats in the front row and completely ignored the two name tags on the table.

"Uncle, this seems to be the position of the dean of students and the grade dean, right?" Xia Mi was a little surprised at the arrogance of this human being. Isn't he afraid that childish ghosts will be treated differently by the school leaders?

"An Xin, they are going back to reunite with their children and grandchildren. They have already said hello." Xia, who used his money ability, smiled in a reserved but unrestrained manner.

Old man Yan prepared a table of delicious food for his eldest grandson who had not returned for a long time. He could not let the other person's waiting become a regret. Finally, he and his wife sat at the dining table and sighed: "We are busy, we are all busy, it is better to be busy."

The area about ten meters behind the two people is the boundary of Class 1 and Class 6.

As the two golden flowers in the class, Chen Wenwen and Liu Miaomiao naturally sat in the front row, but they didn't get along particularly well with each other, so they sat at the far edge of the same row.

Zhao Menghua and his younger brother were discussing tonight's program, and the Xu brothers were advocating Mr. Zhao's talents: "Boss, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is all performed by the second and third grade students. Otherwise, the whole school should really Let’s see your singing voice.”

"Yes, yes, you are the singing god of Shilan Middle School."

"Hey, I'm not that good either." Zhao Menghua felt comfortable being praised. The curious and admiring looks from the girls around him made his heart bubbling. He wished he could pull the host off the stage and get in on his own.

Lu Renjia meant something: "Boss Zhao, you have both civil and military talents. You are handsome and powerful. You are not like someone who only has one face and no genuine goods in his belly. You used to participate in chorus performances without saying a word." Son’s.”

Tong Xueyi nodded in agreement: "I remember we played the flower-passing game on Children's Day on Children's Day. Lu Mingfei got the flower, and the teacher asked him to perform a show on stage, but he actually showed us how to drink all the Coke in one breath. Then he let out a long burp, which made me laugh so hard."

Xue Shengbin also remembered something: "Also when we were learning radio gymnastics and some ball games in physical education class, every time he was half a beat slower than everyone else, which almost drove the physical education teacher crazy."

Several people brazenly talked about Lu Mingfei's dark history without restraining their voices, and everyone around them could hear clearly.

Chen Wenwen, who was sitting two rows in front of them, was thoughtful. No wonder when she saw Lu Mingfei in the library, he looked like an ordinary child. It turned out that that was his true appearance.

So the question is, how did Jiang Bei transform him from a poor kid who was ridiculed and looked down upon by his classmates into the promising young man he is now?

Chen Wenwen was very curious and stared at the big and small ones in the front row in a daze.

Soon, the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala began. Two junior high school presenters with outstanding looks and well-proportioned figures in formal suits took the stage. After reading a lengthy opening speech, the program finally started.

How should I put it, there is a level, but not much.

Basically, ordinary people have reached the amateur level after training.

A boy in the third grade of junior high school sang a popular song, and was greeted by Zhao Menghua's "That's it" comment;

Two girls in the second grade of junior high school played a four-hand combo, which earned Liu Miaomiao's "no more than that" princess scorn;

The beautiful men and women in the hip-hop club received unanimous praise from everyone. Only a few teachers felt that the hip-twisting movements were not very suitable for young people to watch.

"Hey, these people dance really hard!" Zhao Menghua's small group looked around with a satisfied aftertaste, and took the opportunity to slander:

"Hey, Lu Ming is not a human being. Doesn't he like staring at girls the most? How could he miss such a wonderful performance?"

"Could it be that you went to an Internet cafe to play games? Nothing on the computer is as exciting as these."

"Oh, as expected of him, he always misses good things."

Soon during the discussion, the host came on stage again, but this time the female host's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement, while the male host's face was filled with envy. After saying a series of scene words, the female host spoke with full expressions. The finale is introduced with an expectant tone:

"Next, let us applaud and invite student Chu Zihang to perform a piano solo for us - the first movement of Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata"!"

As soon as the words fell, countless applause and screams erupted from the audience, making Xia Mi, who was sitting in the front row, feel how terrifyingly popular his "god brother" was.

This kid's charm is not much inferior to mine? !