Superman's Journey

Chapter 121 Meeting Ceremony, Gorgeous Transformation
Love will always make people's brains unable to maintain rationality and calmness, especially when encountering love with Lu Mingfei.

Even though he was wary of Cassel, when Chen Motong approached under the pretense of helping him confess Chen Wenwen, Lu Mingfei still gave in.

He didn't commit to joining Cassell, but even a softening of his attitude was a pretty good sign.

However, it is a pity that Lu Mingfei sometimes overestimates the moral level of people. He has no idea that the perfect graduation confession plan he planned in his heart has actually been turned into a naked joke by others.

In Wanda Studios, in the toilet, Lu Mingfei took some water and washed his face, trying to calm down his overheated brain and face.

There were so many thoughts in his mind that the muscles on his face showed some hesitation, and he didn't calm down until the toilet door was pushed open from the outside.

"Lu Mingfei, you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time."

Zhao Menghua looked at Lu Mingfei, with a playful smile on his face, and reached out and handed a handbag to Lu Mingfei: "Clothes, change in a while, Chen Wenwen said that it will be more formal when giving a speech like this."

After leaving a vague smile, Zhao Menghua left, while Lu Mingfei lowered his head and opened the handbag in his hand.

In the handbag were a two-button Korean-style black suit and a white shirt, plus a black narrow tie, the size fit him well. This was a set of clothes that Lu Mingfei wanted before, but he never got.

If Chen Wenwen delivered such a set of clothes to him as if she had seen through his mind, the sudden happiness would almost occupy all his thoughts and make him feel erratic.

His heart was beating crazily, and the conjecture that his confession was about to succeed lingered in his heart, which greatly stimulated his soul. Even Su Xiaoqiang's ironic phrase 'monkeys wear suits' no longer sounded so meaningful to him. strength.

But soon, with the laughter of his classmates resounding in the projection hall, Lu Mingfei, stimulated by the sense of pleasure, turned back into that awkward and hard-to-get-together bad boy.

He silently wanted to walk towards the corner, but the two twin brothers who walked in from the door caught him in the middle.

Looking at the suits of the two men that were exactly the same as his own, a doubt suddenly flashed in Lu Mingfei's heart: "You two are also giving speeches?"

"A speech?" The twin brother glanced at Lu Mingfei: "We are extras, what speech?"

Lu Mingfei really felt a little confused now, his eyes kept wandering in the auditorium, until he met Chen Wenwen's bright eyes, he was able to continue standing in the auditorium as if he had been injected with courage .

This is his last chance, he can't give up!

For unknown reasons, Lu Mingfei was arranged by Zhao Menghua to stand in front of the screen like a clown. He didn't realize until the strong light of the projector turned on his shadow and appeared on the big screen. what happened.

He watched Chen Wenwen silently, like a licking dog that was ruthlessly abandoned, but Chen Wenwen only looked at Zhao Menghua with that tender gaze.

Lu Mingfei felt that his body was freezing from the beginning to the end.

At this moment, he seemed to be abandoned by the world. The bustle in the auditorium and the confession on the stage were played out in front of his eyes like a black and white silent film, and he was just an unrelated outsider.

Loneliness and self-pity increased rapidly in his heart, until a familiar voice appeared: "How pitiful! Lu Mingfei."

"It's you!" Lu Mingfei raised his head and looked at someone who did not know when he appeared beside him. Subconsciously, the first sentence he spoke was extremely absurd: "You will block the light."

"If you block it, just block it. Is there any problem?" Lincoln, who was in the mirror space and only had the communication authority open to Lu Mingfei, shrugged: "It's you, I feel sorry for you."

"I" Lu Mingfei wanted to open his mouth to defend, but if he really opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say, so he could only keep silent.

Lincoln, who knew Lu Mingfei's character, didn't care: "Your confession has completely failed, but don't you want to know how you failed?"

"Is there any point in saying this now?" Lu Mingfei said in a low voice, "I'm just a joke, a cannon fodder supporting role."

"Hahaha! If you were a supporting role, I wouldn't have found you." Lincoln's words made Lu Mingfei's eyes show a trace of consternation: "What?"

"Continue with the question from last time." Lincoln said with a smile, "Do you want to learn the ability to bend steel pipes?"

"Can I still learn?"

"Of course." Lincoln nodded: "After all, you have never directly refused, so this is your last chance."

Taking a deep breath, Lu Mingfei did not hesitate this time, he nodded decisively: "I want to learn!"

"Very good." Lincoln smiled after the plan was completed, and lightly pressed one hand on Lu Mingfei's shoulder. The next moment, it roared out, showing thousands of colors and lines in Lu Mingfei's pupils.

As long as Lincoln thinks, he is omniscient, and sharing part of what he knows with Lu Mingfei is even more trivial.

Scenes and scenes were shown in Lu Mingfei's eyes in a parallel montage. He saw everything, Zhao Menghua, those classmates, Chen Wenwen, and Chen Motong.

The plan they set was presented in Lu Mingfei's eyes like meat that had been peeled and sliced. Without further introduction, Lu Mingfei already understood everything.

Just like what he thought before, he who was caught in the love trap was being played wantonly like a clown doll.

None of Zhao Menghua, Chen Wenwen, and Chen Motong seemed to have considered his feelings, and all of them harbored strong 'maliciousness'.

People's ability to accept and adapt to reality is sometimes unbelievably strong. After silently watching the flickering images, Lu Mingfei was neither dazed nor angry, but unexpectedly calm: "So, Is that so?"

"Aren't you angry?"

"I don't know." Lu Mingfei shook his head in a daze, "I want to leave here."

"Really, then let me help you reset the script."

"Reset the script?"

"Yeah, after all, you are my apprentice now. The apprentice has been played by others, and of course the master will win this face back for you." Lincoln smiled: "You know, there are times in this world It's complicated, but it can also be simple just depends on the ability."

"Just do what I say, and they'll all remember tonight."

On the stage, Zhao Menghua complacently embraced Chen Wenwen, who Lu Mingfei regarded as a goddess, in his arms, but when he wanted to mock Lu Mingfei again with the attitude of a winner and winner.

But he found that Lu Mingfei, who was a clown in his plan, was sitting on the seat in the auditorium at this time, looking at them indifferently like a detached person.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei had fantasized about similar scenes in his mind many times, but it was only at this time, when facing the gaze of those eyes on the stage, that he realized that sometimes there is pressure to pretend of.

Fortunately, he is not acting alone!
As a few lines of writing flashed before his eyes again, Lu Mingfei, who had already taken off his suit, clapped his hands and stood up: "It's a good performance, much better than what I prepared before."

In Zhao Menghua's plan, Lu Mingfei should be a complete loser at this time and be ridiculed by him, but now, looking at Lu Mingfei, he suddenly has a sense of absurdity that the world is out of place.

Even if the dragon's blood with S-level evaluation is only slightly stimulated, the arrogance flowing in the blood and confused in the bone marrow can form a dimensionality reduction blow.

Everyone off the stage was silent, and under everyone's gaze, Lu Mingfei was also wailing: "Master, is this really going to happen? I don't think I can hold on anymore!"

"Relax and relax, there will be actors coming in later." Lincoln, who is not too serious about making troubles, chuckled and looked at the figure hurrying outside the door: "The expression on your face is a little calmer, don't show your secrets, If something goes wrong, don’t blame me for giving you special training. Believe me, you would rather die than you would want to try special training.”

Lu Mingfei:
Just when Lu Mingfei was wondering which actor hadn't entered the stage, the door of the screening room was suddenly pushed open.

Light came in from the outside, but the light that suppressed everyone came from a figure.

The dark red hair was neatly combed, the dark purple skirt, the moon white silk shirt, the purple stockings, and the whole set of custom-made gold jewelry inlaid with amethyst were suddenly ten centimeters taller than usual.

The strong sense of oppression is like a proud queen walking into a square full of ugly women, everything has to be subdued under her skirt wherever she goes.

Stepping on expensive high-heeled shoes, she stepped up the stairs and walked towards Lu Mingfei, but the next moment, her steps stopped, because there was a touch of gold, a touch of gold that shouldn't appear in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

Without Lu Mingfei's knowledge, Lincoln used a small method to stimulate the dragon blood in Lu Mingfei's body.

Just a little bit, the golden light was so faint that it was not obvious in the dark auditorium, but the sense of oppression it brought was beyond any previous time.

The entire auditorium fell into a deathly silence. Seeing Lu Mingfei who had never had such a dignified aura, Zhao Menghua was completely stunned. He had never imagined that Lu Mingfei, who was like a bad boy, could erupt like this. Terrifying momentum.

Chen Wenwen, who was beside him, was also stunned at this time. Last second, she was still happy with Zhao Menghua's confession to herself, but at this moment, she was already imagining if it was Lu Mingfei who confessed at this time.
Among all the people, Chen Motong was the one who was really stunned.

Looking at the seemingly thin but real gold in Lu Mingfei's eyes, Chen Motong, who originally wanted to come to save Lu Mingfei as a savior, trembled all over his body.

The wia brought by the dragon's blood from the upper level enveloped her whole body. At this moment, she felt that she was not facing a person, but a real person who was so powerful that it was suffocating, and no one could resist. Dragon King.

"How could this happen!?" Chen Motong's thoughts almost froze: "This, is this the S rank!"

Just when she was struggling, Lu Mingfei spoke, with an unquestionable order in his flat voice: "Nuo Nuo, my classmates are graduating and confessing their love, you barged in like this, it's very harmful to me and my friends." Classmates are very disrespectful. Get out!"

After the words fell, the suffocating Wia dissipated a little, Chen Motong couldn't help but took a breath, then glanced at Lu Mingfei with lingering fear, gritted his teeth and bowed his head: "I, got it!"

In the confused eyes of everyone, Chen Motong, who was as proud as a queen a few seconds ago, left in embarrassment in Lu Mingfei's voice.

This time, when they looked at Lu Mingfei again, everyone knew that the person in front of them was no longer the bad guy they knew, but a mysterious big man.

"Master, I can't do it!" Facing everyone's eyes, Lu Mingfei panicked in embarrassment: "I can't bear it if this goes on, too, too secondary!"

"It will be ready in a while!" Lincoln's voice sounded: "My people will be here soon, come to Boda when the time comes!"

Lu Mingfei panicked even more: "Master, what are you going to do?"

"Adults do things, children just watch!"

In the studio, Chen Motong, who left in embarrassment, gasped for breath. She didn't understand why things turned out like this.

An S-class blood who has already inspired the dragon's blood is pretending to be a bad boy. Before tonight, even she was completely deceived. If Lu Ming didn't do it on purpose, then she can finally understand why Principal Ange Had to make a trip just for that.

A freak with terrifying pedigree, terrifying strength, and terrifying scheming, this is simply not a level that freshmen can reach!

After waving the two maids with high heels around her to leave, Chen Motong found a place to sit down. She was very curious about how today's farce would end.

Chen Motong didn't relax for a long time, when he realized that a different person dressed in black walked in the door, walking straight towards the projection hall.

The keen perception ability of the mixed-race made her see that the person in front of her was different, and her eyes immediately narrowed: "Is it a mixed-race? Or Deadpool? But why is there no special induction?"

Chen Motong was still thinking, and the man in black had already walked all the way into the screening hall.

Ignoring everyone present with his calm, emotionless eyes, he walked straight to Lu Mingfei and showed the clothes in his hands: "Mr. Lu, please don't wear such inferior clothes in the future, we have Perfect customization channel. If you have such special needs, you can tell us in advance.”

Lu Mingfei's heart was trembling as a poor boy, but on the surface he took the clothes of the man in black and put them on his body coldly: "It's okay, it's also very interesting to experience the clothes of ordinary people once in a while."

“With all due respect, wearing clothes of such common industrial weaves and ordinary materials only degrades your status.”

The man in black silently helped Lu Mingfei finish putting on the clothes. As the cuff buttons were clicked, golden light patterns visible to the naked eye spread from the cuffs and then disappeared.

This scene that seems to only appear in sci-fi movies made Zhao Menghua and others even more sluggish.

They almost lost the ability to think, and could only stare blankly at the performance of the script arranged by Lincoln.

(End of this chapter)