My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 3 2. The Darkness of Rainfall and Wild Stream (2)

"Senior brother... do we know each other?" Lu Mingfei asked cautiously, for fear of offending this giant Buddha.

"If you mean talking, it is indeed the first time." Chu Zihang said calmly, "We also met during morning exercises. I remember that you were standing very close to the front. Your name is Lu Mingfei."

Lu Mingfei covered her face and wondered why this plot is becoming more and more idol drama? Brother, please don’t say with a serious face that since the first time I saw you, my heart has been captured by you!

"That's really... an honor." Lu Mingfei could only smile dryly, "Senior brother, I can be remembered by you."

"Actually, I remember everyone." Chu Zihang nodded. He was always so serious. If he remembered every face, he could directly match the number when deducting points. There was no need to bother looking through the roster.

"Senior brother, you actually have a photographic memory!" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened in surprise, and a strand of slender forehead hair slipped out of the hairpin and dangled.

"No, I just memorized the list. Everyone's position is fixed in each class during morning exercises. If you memorize the list, you can find the right person at any time." Chu Zihang explained.

"No wonder you are so good at studying. If it were me who graduated, I wouldn't be able to remember so many famous people in the school." Lu Mingfei continued to flatter her. She was best at reading people's faces and speaking. It's a pity that no matter what Young Master Chu says, he always has the same expression, just like the wind rustling the leaves, neither sad nor happy.

Many girls privately regard Chu Zihang as the only designated Ouni-chan in the school. During military training, they talked together at night, and announced in a high-profile manner that they would marry Chu Zihang in the future. The good wife and loving mother said that she would marry the young master. Hey Fatty, Gentle Style said she would fall asleep counting the young master’s eyelashes, but Lu Mingfei was sitting in the corner next to her, thinking that with the family background of Young Master Chu, do you need to cook in person? Finding a way to defeat the parents-in-law and take over the power is the right way.

But in fact, she doesn't like Chu Zihang. He is a living legend in Shilan Middle School. He is a handsome guy who can make girls scream when he plays basketball. He is the most idolized Onii-chan. Wherever he is, other boys are like hotshots. How dare the brilliance of fire compete with the bright moon?

He was too dazzling, so dazzling that it made people feel a bit scary. Little classmate Lu Mingfei, who was born ordinary and lived under the shelter of others, just wanted to live a peaceful life. Chu Zihang and her were in two different worlds. It might not be a good idea to think like this. Yi Zhihua’s classmate Chu Zihang was even willing to hold an umbrella and take her for a ride on this windy and rainy typhoon night, but she just didn’t want to have too much interaction with him, being humble and worthless like herself. A girl with a bad figure will be burned to ashes by the radiance of the bright moon, and not even a dreg will be left.

In Shilan Middle School, which is known as an aristocratic middle school, the people around him are either the second generation of rich people or the second generation of officials. There are many sons of the president of the mining industry. The fifteen-year-old Lu Mingfei has no say here. Even to be qualified to choose friends, she has to have a chance to be given charity by others. Not many girls like her because Lu Mingfei is very good at playing games. There are always some boys who come to her intentionally or unintentionally and make appointments to play in Internet cafes in private. Those girls seemed to think that Lu Mingfei was very unruly, so it would be good if they didn't run against her.

So this night she squatted under the eaves alone, holding her chin in her hands and waiting for when the rain would lighten up, so that when she ran back in the rain, she would not have to get her expensive school uniform wet. This was what she wore, otherwise tonight I have to find a way to dry it so I can wear it tomorrow.

Every time there is a grand party at school, the little piano beauty Liu Miaomiao will sit on the stage and play the piano, and a group of boys in black dresses will dance around her. Sometimes Chu Zihang will also go up and play a violin, which attracts the screams of many girls. Call. Lu Mingfei squatted on her seat in the corner in the posture of an old country farmer, full of fantasies, wondering if she was the Cinderella who was lost in Shilan Middle School. In the future, when her parents come to pick her up, they will rush into the venue in a white Maybach. In the eyes of everyone, the tough men in black will line up and roll out the red carpet, put on the glass slippers for her personally, hold her hand and tell her She actually you are a princess and now we are here to take you home. At that time, both Chu Zihang and Liu Miaomiao had to stop and stare blankly at her back.

She actually wanted to be awesome, but she knew she couldn't do it. Niu Bei's parents still didn't know where in the world they were digging holes, and they probably didn't even know that they still had a daughter here on earth. All forgotten.

A burst of random thoughts made Lu Mingfei feel sad. She sniffled and felt sad. She subconsciously grabbed the things around her and pushed them up her nose...

Chu Zihang coughed slightly, and Lu Mingfei suddenly came back to her senses and stared blankly at the corner of Chu Zihang's clothes in her hand for a few seconds, then lowered her head and blushed like a monkey's butt.

Lu Mingfei felt that she was going to die socially, so she took the corner of Chu Zihang's clothes and shook her nose... If Chu Zihang's fans knew this, they would eat her alive?

"Take it." Chu Zihang handed the umbrella to Lu Mingfei, then took a step back and stood in the heavy rain.

"Senior brother, do you think I'm disgusting and want to drive me away..." Lu Mingfei said with a depressed face, "I'm sorry... but I really didn't mean it, I just thought of some bad things..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and finally it sounded like a mosquito humming, and even the sound of the rain was louder than hers.

"No." Chu Zihang actually heard everything clearly. Perhaps he felt that the girl suddenly had a weak air. As an attitude to comfort her not to take that matter to heart, he smiled lightly, "Someone will come to pick me up. , we made an appointment to meet at the playground, take your umbrella and go home quickly, and remember to be careful of the pool of water on the way."

"I can stay here with you until the car comes before we leave!" Lu Mingfei quickly expressed her attitude. She took someone's umbrella and let someone get wet in the rain. Even a dog can't do this.

"No, he's already here." Chu Zihang looked over Lu Mingfei's shoulder and behind her.

Two bright beams of light pierced the rain curtain, and amid the deep sound of the horn, the streamlined body was like a cheetah clinging to the ground. Chu Zihang waved, and the car suddenly slowed down. The wipers swung like crazy, sweeping away the layers of rain on the windshield. The middle-aged man in the car also waved to Chu Zihang, smiling all over his face. flowering. Lu Mingfei turned around. It was a pure black car. In the triangular frame on the front of the car, two M letters overlapped to form a mountain line. A Maybach 62.

She had seen this logo in a classmate's magazine. It was a top-notch car produced by the Mercedes-Benz factory, and its Chinese name was Maybach. The market price of this car's model was more than 9 million. If it collided with her uncle's three-series BMW, the repair cost alone would be It’s enough to buy several of my uncle’s cars. Celebrities and business tycoons love this car. No one dares to stop it when driving into the city hall.