Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 71: Exercise after meal (Please order first!)
In the chat group, Mr. Zhao's teacher appreciation banquet was in full swing, and Lu Mingfei and his friends' Italian food finally came. Italian food is the predecessor of French food. French food has cheese steak and other things, and Italian food naturally has them too.

Along with the meal, there was also a glass of low-proof red wine. Lu Mingfei and Liu Miaomiao were obviously underage, so it was obviously inappropriate for them to drink. But for low-proof wine like red wine, most people would relax their requirements and turn a blind eye. In the chat group, Zhao Menghua's teacher appreciation banquet had already served beer.

It's not like Lu Mingfei hasn't been to a high-end western restaurant before. It was Chu Tianjiao. Once, a high-end French restaurant opened on the top floor of the CBD area. The uncle waved his hand and took the three families from the two families to go. Then he came out during the meal and silently sighed to Lu Mingfei who had finished eating early and ran out. It felt worse than the braised large intestine and chicken wings.

At that time, Lu Mingfei subconsciously nodded in agreement, and was then dragged by this uncle to eat braised large intestines and chicken wings. The chicken wings were double spicy!
Lu Mingfei had almost forgotten how the French food tasted that day, as it had been diluted by the double spicy chicken wings, but he did remember the etiquette of Western dining. He used his fork to cut food with great skill, and although he ate quite fast, he seemed inexplicably elegant.

The young lady who was abandoned by the fat guy, wiping her tears alone, wearing very little clothes and speaking very quietly, was looking at him with tearful eyes, trying to get some comfort from the handsome guy. But Lu Mingfei had no time to pay attention to her. Liu Miaomiao knew that it would be troublesome to disturb him while he was eating.

Liu Miaomiao's eating posture was also not bad. Her slender body was habitually upright, and she chewed slowly and swallowed slowly in small bites. Plus, she was pretty, which was pleasing to the eye.

Italians are worthy of being the country with the best cooking skills in Europe, and they are indeed qualified to look down on the British who can't cook and the French who are stealing their skills. Lu Mingfei couldn't tell whether the dish was good or not, but any dish that made him happy was a good one.

Perhaps because they had a barbecue together yesterday, Liu Miaomiao misunderstood that he had a big appetite, so the dishes Liu Miaomiao ordered were a little too much for two people. And she herself not only ate like a squirrel, but also had a small appetite like a squirrel, and she would always leave 40% to 50% of the meal for one person.

Since they were all eaten with a knife and fork, they didn't spit on the leftovers, so they were served to Lu Mingfei. Lu Mingfei, who wanted to avoid waste, didn't dislike them and started showing them off.

Liu Miaomiao put down the cup and looked at him with a smile on her face. Because of her music studies, she could always see some rhythm in Lu Mingfei's movements, which always felt pleasing to the eye. Liu Miaomiao was so absorbed in watching him that Lu Mingfei felt embarrassed to be watched. He coughed lightly to remind the girl who was becoming more and more stupid the more he watched.

Liu Miaomiao blushed and quickly turned away. If Lu Mingfei knew what she was thinking, he would probably say that there was no such thing as rhythm, which he learned from killing the valet. Those creatures had thick skin and flesh, and even with recycled metal in hand, it was still difficult to kill them without putting in some effort.

After finishing the last bit of wine in the glass, Lu Mingfei wiped his mouth and looked at the empty plate in front of him, feeling so proud. The waiter beside him was stunned. He had seen people who ate a lot before, like the fat guy just now; he had also seen people who ate elegantly, like the pretty girl sitting opposite this guy; but this was the first time he had seen someone who ate a lot and was elegant throughout the whole process.

It would cost at least a few thousand dollars to finish this meal, and this was just a conservative estimate. Even though he knew the girl in front of him was not short of money, Lu Mingfei still felt a little embarrassed.

Lu Mingfei looked up at Liu Miaomiao and found that the girl was staring at something in a daze. He followed her gaze and found that she was looking at a couple dancing tango on the dance floor. The background music sounded very familiar, it was Por Una Cabeza, which he was very familiar with.

Damn it! How come it’s just one step away!
The man and woman on the dance floor danced well. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty. They looked like a couple. It was obvious that they had practiced for a long time, but they were not as good as the Shilan Tango guy who was rumored on the Internet. After the dance, the couple stood still on the dance floor. The man wanted to say something, but was pushed away by the blushing girl. Waves of applause with smiles rang out, which proved that this dance floor was not built for decoration. Lu Mingfei also saw someone taking a short video and posting it on a video website. It was obviously a marketing method of the restaurant. I don’t know if the man and woman just now were.

But this did not prevent Liu Miaomiao from looking radiant. She was indeed good at playing the piano, and many people were willing to praise her. But in many cases, no matter how well she played the piano, it was ultimately just someone else's background music. No matter how much the audience praised her for playing the piano, their eyes were still on the dancers.

It's not that she wants attention that much, but just like boys have fantasized about being surrounded by thousands of people and kissed by the most beautiful girl after saving the world, girls have also imagined being the center of attention on the stage, and her dance partner is the most handsome boy.

"Ahem..." Lu Mingfei coughed lightly, looking at the girl who looked even more stupid and dumb, "Do you want to go in and try?"

"...Me?" Liu Miaomiao came back to her senses and pointed at herself, looking like a catfish spirit.

Then she blushed and shook her head: "No, no! I'm a terrible tango dancer."

Liu Miaomiao would also be dragged by her mother to dance with her at home. Her mother's motto was that one could be neither proficient nor not dance, but one could be neither good nor not dance. So Liu Miaomiao followed her mother's teachings and neither was proficient nor danced.

"You can't dance tango in your current state. There are other less difficult ones. Just follow me." Lu Mingfei said, and decided to thank the girl for her treat today. He also wanted to exercise after dinner, so he extended his hand to invite her again, "Do you want to go?"

Maybe because of the alcohol, Liu Miaomiao felt a little dazed. She looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes and suddenly remembered the hint he gave her on the night of the party. She seemed to vaguely find the feeling of that day and sobered up instantly. Then, as if it was a coincidence, she handed over her hand.

Although she was not very tall, Liu Miaomiao had very long fingers. Her hands were a little cold, maybe because she was nervous, or maybe she was born like that. Lu Mingfei didn't think much about it, he pulled her to the edge of the dance floor, and snapped his fingers.

Hearing the familiar snapping sound, the band leader's violinist instantly perked up and looked at Lu Mingfei intently. "Brother, what do you order?"
"Masquerade Suite Waltz." Lu Mingfei said, and used his free hand to lift and fix the bangs on his forehead like a hairspray hand.

Then, exclamations suddenly rang out from all around. Obviously, someone recognized this Shilan Tango boy.

(End of this chapter)