It was Su Xiaoqiao's voice, piercing his ears like a needle.

In fact, from the first day of high school, Su Xiaoqiao and Lu Mingfei were at odds, because she had always been used to dazzling, she stood next to Lu Mingfei when she approached the classroom, and then Lu Mingfei pointed at Chen Wenwen and said to Su Xiaoqiao that Chen Wenwen would be the class flower of our class.

In Su Xiaoqiao's ridicule, more than a dozen members of the literary club who had already occupied their respective positions and were drinking Coke and eating popcorn all burst into laughter, and Lu Mingfei's face turned eggplant color in the laughter.

"What are you laughing at, and the little pig is wearing a suit." It was said.

On the other side, there are the fattest twin brothers Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao, who also walked over in the same black suits as Lu Mingfei, and the two brothers are generally chubby, standing there like two footballs side by side.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask Xu Yanyan: "You two also speak?" ”

Speeches, the activities discussed before the Literary Society, it is reasonable to say that the directors of the Literary Society will carry out the activities.

Lu Mingfei is the director of the Literature Society, but he forgot that there is another director of the Literature Society - Zhao Menghua, who was also invited by Chen Wenwen to join the Society.

"If we don't speak, we will be a foil." Xu Yanyan said, "Extras, they have a salary, they don't work for nothing." ”

Lu Mingfei was at a loss for a moment, he glanced at Chen Wenwen, and seemed to ask for an answer.

Chen Wenwen also seemed a little surprised to see him, her eyes that she was always used to lowering were wide, bright and clear like a pool of spring water.

Lu Mingfei felt that she probably didn't expect that this dress would be so good on herself, so he didn't care about Su Xiaoqiang's mocking laughter before.

But Xu Yanyan's words have not yet found an answer.

At this moment, Zhao Menghua stood up, he pointed to a piece of copy paper in front of the screen, and said to Lu Mingfei without refusal: "You stand in that position for a while to give a speech." ”

He pointed to a spot on the copy paper on the screen: "Just step on it, don't get in the way of the center of the screen, and put the photo of the literary club on the big screen for a while." ”

"Put a picture of the literary club?" Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Shouldn't the movie clip he asked for be shown in the first place?

Lu Mingfei remembered the towering figure of the projectionist uncle, and when he handed over the pack of cigarettes, the uncle wearing a baseball cap snapped his fingers with 120,000 points of pride and staring eyes: "The screening hall is our place!" Don't worry! Didn't run! How can I cut it for you. ”

God knows, how Lu Mingfei saw these things from a down-and-out projectionist uncle.

But Lu Mingfei just believed that the uncle who made him feel extremely relieved would definitely help him get it.

The lights in the screening room quickly dimmed, leaving only the white copy paper on the stage to be exceptionally clear.

Well, Lu Mingfei feels that it is about to be his stage, a battle for a lifetime!

Take this girl, and you will have the happiness of the second half of your life, your son!

The girl is waiting for him behind his back, everything is OK, dandelion, all-e, confession......

At this moment, Lu Ming is not in a suit and leather shoes, and he is full of spirits.

Lu Mingfei strode onto the stage, standing on the copy paper in front of the screen, waiting for a light in the darkness to hit him according to his predetermined plan.

Then he can say loudly to the world: Chen Wenwen, I like you!

Plug everything in men!

Lu Mingfei felt that he had this realization now.

Then the bright light suddenly blinded his eyes, not the spotlight above his head, but the light of the front projector.

The audience suddenly let out a "shhhh

Could it be that the projectionist uncle made a mistake with him about the showtime? He should be illuminated with a light first, and after he confesses, the touching clips should be screened.

How to screen it in advance!

There's not even agreed music, what's going on?

Lu Mingfei's eyes gradually adapted to the bright light, and suddenly found that Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao's brothers were standing on his left hand side like bowling balls, far away from him, and there was no expression on their fleshy faces.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously shouted to Xu Yanyan: "What are you doing here?" ”

Xu Yanyan showed a very innocent expression: "Be an extra." ”

Lu Mingfei suddenly noticed that there was a huge English letter "L" on his left hand, and he was motionless.

And what the projector projects on the screen is not a changing image, but some still characters.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help it, he jerked off the page of copy paper and trotted a few meters away from the screen to read.

Then he saw a line of words: "Chen Wenwen, Lve, Yu!" ”

He didn't understand the two strange words, but he suddenly had a premonition that something was wrong, and his head suddenly buzzed.

"Stand back, come back, come back!" Xu Yanyan whispered to him, "Without a letter from you, it won't be a sentence." ”

"Letters?" Lu Mingfei looked at the line of words again, and at the same time, the corner of his eyes swept to Zhao Menghua holding a large handful of crimson roses and jumping onto the stage surrounded by several good brothers.

This is the first time in his life, Lu Mingfei felt his body cool inch by inch from his fingertips, to his heart, to the depths of his skull, until those joints that were still sore because he had run too many miles to pick dandelions.

Oh, that's right.

Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao are the two letters "o", and he is the lowercase letter "i".

In this way, combined with the letters on the screen, it is a perfect sentence of "Chen Wenwen, iLoveYou." ”

The opening letter is still the most popular and coquettish lowercase now.

Lu Mingfei knew that with his own brain, he probably couldn't think of such a romantic trick even if he thought about it.

But someone can, someone's head is better than Lu Mingfei's, and his English is stronger than Lu Mingfei's, he has an English teacher at home when he is very young, and using a coquettish lowercase "i" is not commonplace for Zhao Menghua?

Wait, there's one last hope.

Lu Mingfei's gaze stayed on Chen Wenwen, Chen Wenwen was looking at Zhao Menghua, her eyes seemed to have summer dew, about to flow down.

She and Lu Mingfei were so melancholy and silent when they sat by the river, but at this time, there was happiness in their eyes, and there was no surprise, only joy, even the most dull Lu Mingfei could see it.

She must have known about it beforehand.

Lu Mingfei felt that he was about to petrify, and he suddenly thought that the bunch of dandelions he had worked so hard to pick in his bag had been rubbed too hard along the way, maybe now there were only bare rods left, right?

Is there anything else he can do?

"Go back! Get back! I wouldn't be able to do it without you! Someone in the audience shouted.

Lu Mingfei could only slowly walk back to the screen and stand on the page of copy paper. He lowered his head and didn't look at anyone, so the lowercase "i" looked very wizened from a distance.

Zhao Menghua was about to say something, and then at this moment, the door of the movie theater slammed open, and the roar of the sports car that followed made everyone look at the door.

A flaming red Ferrari and its shining headlights lit up in the screening room.

Then the door opened, and a figure walked in from the shining lights with an unparalleled momentum.

It's the same black suit, but it brings a completely different look.

A page of folded scarves was put into Chen Fan's pocket, and inside was a black shirt with a white background, giving the whole person a faint and indescribable nobility.

This is a perfectionist suit brand with the credo of "the best of the best plus one", and all the processes of one of its suits are made by the most distinctive and precious handmade in Italy, and even have a high collection value.

In addition to the noble aura, there was another huge and overwhelming aura on Chen Fan's body at this moment that made everyone dare not speak, and he walked through the crowd like this.

Ricardo S. M. Lu, are you ready to confess? The academy still has a task ahead of us. Chen Fan's voice resounded throughout the screening hall.