"Chen Wenwen asked me to tell you to prepare your graduation party speech for tomorrow," Chen Motong's voice suddenly came from beside his ear.
"Mm-hmm," Lu Mingfei nodded.
"That Zhao Menghua is interested in Chen Wenwen. He might have something planned at the cinema tomorrow. Do you need your Senior Sister to help you out?"
Lu Mingfei glanced at Chen Motong. "I'm not interested in Chen Wenwen. What help do I need?"
Tomorrow, he would give his speech and then it would be over. What kind of twists and turns could there be? He had already received his acceptance letter from Kassel College, so he was quite pleased.
"You tell me if you want it first, then I'll tell you," Chen Motong kept him in suspense.
Lu Mingfei thought for a while. "I guess not."
"Really? That matter won't be friendly to you. As your Senior Sister, I can lend a helping hand."
"Forget it, forget it," Lu Mingfei said, unable to imagine how a graduation party could go too far.
"Still refusing? Alright then, but this option will always be reserved for you. It's never too late to contact me if you change your mind."
"Consider it a benefit from our Student Union."
Chen Motong skipped into the hotel elevator.
Lu Mingfei followed behind her, looking at the city under the night sky through the glass door, thinking about tomorrow's party.
Chen Wenwen asked him to give a speech. Facing dozens of Literary Club classmates, his identity had transformed into an overseas student. What should he say?
Out of politeness, it should be mutual encouragement, good luck with the college entrance exam, something like that?
...
After another night of sound sleep, Lu Mingfei stood in front of the mirror in the Wanda Cinema restroom. The movie hadn't started yet, and he was full of energy.
Looking at his radiant appearance, he even felt a little unfamiliar.
He could actually be so impressive.
He wanted a perfect graduation party, a happy ending where everyone was good, so he arrived a bit early on purpose.
He thought about rehearsing beforehand so his speech would be smoother, leaving a good impression on his classmates at the end.
He glanced at the bag on the sink. Inside was the high-end suit he had specially bought yesterday, enough to make a statement.
Now, all that was left was to go on stage and see the situation.
Thinking this, Lu Mingfei exited the restroom. There were already people in the cinema.
His gaze fell on the stage, where a classmate was looking down, fiddling with something.
Sheets of photocopied paper lay neatly on the ground, arranged in a regular pattern.
"Lu Mingfei? Just in time, come help us out," someone saw Lu Mingfei at the entrance and waved.
"What are you guys doing?" Lu Mingfei took a sheet of photocopied paper and placed it in front of the screen.
"Boss Zhao said to arrange some words so they can be projected before the movie, to make it more emotional."
Boss Zhao?
It must be Zhao Menghua.
Lu Mingfei muttered to himself. With Chen Motong's words from yesterday, he couldn't help but think more deeply and asked:
"What words does he want to arrange?"
"Uh... a few letters, a few letters," the other person stammered, unable to give a clear answer.
Something's wrong.
Lu Mingfei put down the photocopied paper in his hand and pretended to go to the restroom, then left the cinema again.
Recalling Chen Motong's words from yesterday, about Zhao Menghua being interested in Chen Wenwen, and the 'few letters' just mentioned, Lu Mingfei's heart skipped a beat.
No way.
He quietly went to the top of the cinema's private box and looked down at the stage.
This arrangement...
It looks a bit like the English letters for 'I love you'.
Lu Mingfei quickly messaged Chen Motong:
"Senior Sister, did Chen Wenwen really ask me to go up and give a speech?"
"Yes, Chen Wenwen told me. She said she discussed it with Zhao Menghua, that someone should give a speech tomorrow," Chen Motong replied instantly.
"Wow, Senior Sister, why didn't you say so earlier? You're so devious!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed in surprise.
"Didn't I say that Zhao Menghua seemed to want to do something unfriendly to you? Can I help?" Chen Motong added an angry emoji.
"Senior Sister, are you ready now?"
"Always ready. It just depends on whether you, Junior Brother, are ready."
"..."
While they were chatting, many people had already entered the cinema.
Out of the corner of his eye, Lu Mingfei seemed to see someone else also wearing a suit, the two fattest twin brothers from the Literary Club, Xu YanYan and Xu Miaomiao.
Both brothers were equally round and plump, standing there like two basketballs side by side.
Zhao Menghua directed the brothers to find their positions.
Lu Mingfei, standing at the very top, saw clearly that when the two brothers stood there, they were exactly like two 'o' letters.
He thought Zhao Menghua shouldn't be that disgusting, to make him go up and be a letter too.
If it really was a confession to Chen Wenwen, if he had even a little conscience, he shouldn't involve himself.
Reflecting on himself these past few days, he had already realized that his previous liking for Chen Wenwen seemed to be common knowledge.
"Lu Mingfei."
At this moment, someone shouted from below, "What are you doing up there? Get ready for your speech."
Lu Mingfei then walked down. He looked up and saw Zhao Menghua handing him a bag.
"The speech outfit I prepared for you. Change into it later. Chen Wenwen said to be more formal when giving the speech."
Lu Mingfei glanced at it. Inside the bag was a two-button Korean-style black suit, a white shirt, and a black narrow tie. The size fit his slender figure perfectly.
It looked like the same style as the Xu YanYan brothers.
"Later, you'll stand in that spot to give your speech," Zhao Menghua said, pointing to a photocopied paper in front of the screen.
"Just stand there, don't block the screen. Later, photos of the Literary Club will be shown on the screen."
Lu Mingfei was stunned. He remembered that spot; when he was looking from above earlier, it was the position of the letter 'i'.
Zhao Menghua... you...
Even a clay figure has some temper.
Being treated like this by Zhao Menghua, Lu Mingfei naturally felt uncomfortable. He held the bag, not moving.
Zhao Menghua patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder, thinking Lu Mingfei was touched by him giving the clothes.
"Give a good speech later, and you can keep the clothes then."
Lu Mingfei was startled, realizing the meaning in Zhao Menghua's words, an undisguised pity.
Strange, hadn't he gotten into Kassel College, which Zhao Menghua hadn't been admitted to?
Lu Mingfei felt strange. He had never thought badly of Zhao Menghua, and even wanted to complete the graduation party peacefully.
But Zhao Menghua seemed to be genuinely targeting him.
Was his attitude yesterday not obvious enough?
"Alright, alright, stop zoning out. Go to the restroom and change."
Lu Mingfei came back to his senses, glanced at Zhao Menghua, then turned and left.
Standing in front of the mirror in the restroom, looking at himself in the mirror.
For a long time, Lu Mingfei couldn't figure out why Zhao Menghua would target him at the graduation party.
Isn't that a very impolite thing to do?
Aren't these people supposed to be the most knowledgeable about such things?
He took a deep breath, hesitating, unsure whether to flee or to confront Zhao Menghua.
Until lines of text appeared on the mirror.
【Bad omen, leaving the cinema in disgrace, leaving the image of a coward, ominous】
【Neutral omen, attending in the suit given by Zhao Menghua, still having a chance to become a campus legend after complying with the arrangement, neutral】
【Good omen, refusing Zhao Menghua's suit, arranging for Chen Motong to prepare your attire and carriage, becoming a campus legend, auspicious】
Lu Mingfei's eyes hardened, becoming sharp.
Since you, Zhao Menghua, treat me like this, don't blame me for doing this.
He let out a long breath and dialed Chen Motong's number.
"Senior Sister, I'm ready."
"Alright, Senior Sister will be right there!"