This is a long and narrow straight road.

The cold water flowed slowly from beneath his feet, and Lu Mingfei trudged in the water. It was pitch black ahead with no end in sight, like a long tunnel leading to the cracks of time.

He looked solemn and arranged his tie and collar specially, as if he wanted to say his final farewell before leaving.

He walked faster and faster, and a glimmer of light appeared in front of him. He quickened his pace, rushed into the glimmer of light, and broke into the stage from a long and narrow straight path filled with water.

The dazzling light made it difficult to open one's eyes for a moment. Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes and heard a familiar voice in his ears.

"Thank you very much, classmate Chu Zihang, for your saxophone performance! Now let us warmly welcome the group dance of Class 1, Grade 2!"

The lights changed, and spotlights fell on the stage from all directions, illuminating Lu Mingfei's figure to every detail.

He opened his eyes and remembered that this was the Spring Festival party of high school.

"Lu Mingfei, are you okay? Just hold on, don't be afraid, the performance will be over."

The soft voice suddenly pulled Lu Mingfei back. He looked at the girl in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He looked down at his shoes. Well, they were sneakers, that's right.

In my memory, before the party started, he was replaced by the teacher because everyone was wearing leather shoes, but he was wearing sneakers.

In the end, he could only stay in the lighting room, flip the switch according to the teacher's instructions, and let the spotlight shine on the students who appeared on the stage one after another, watching them hold the girl's hand and spin.

In fact, he had no dancing talent to begin with. The dance teacher he hired repeatedly shook his head and said that Lu Mingfei was obviously the uncoordinated type of using his hands and feet. However, he still insisted on rehearsing for three months because the object of this group dance was Chen Wenwen.

It's a pity that he was kicked off before he came on stage.

In Lu Mingfei's memory, he has stood in the center of the stage with everyone's attention countless times since then.

Because he is an S-level student of Kassel College, the president of the student union, and the newest elite in the executive department.

Later, he escaped from Kassel School and went to many places. Everywhere he went, he was pursued overtly and covertly, becoming the focus of all the mixed-race forces.

After opening the door to the dragon world, Lu Mingfei's life was destined to no longer be mediocre.

But Lu Mingfei, who has long been accustomed to being the center of attention, will still miss the missed party.

It's not that I'm still thinking about Chen Wenwen, I'm just remembering the past years that I missed and will never have again.

Under the bright spotlight, the music gradually started to play. Lu Mingfei smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to Chen Wenwen and extended an invitation.

"Don't be afraid, just follow my footsteps like you did during training." Chen Wenwen whispered.

Lu Mingfei pointed to his lips and said with a smile: "Thank you very much for taking care of me all those years, and thank you for inviting me to join the literary club. I am very happy to meet you."

In the girl's stunned eyes, Lu Mingfei kicked off the stage.

He guided the girl with his strong arms. Under his control and the hints in his eyes, Chen Wenwen was forced to keep up with his pace and rhythm. This was beyond the scope of group dance. Their dancing was so free and unrestrained.

, it seems that he can dance however he wants, and the entire stage has become his domain.

The white dance skirt spins and flies, reflecting the dazzling light and shadow.

The boy wearing a black tuxedo and sneakers became the master of the stage.

The accompaniment music changed quietly without realizing it, por una cabeza, the standard Spanish tango dance music.

The girl was shocked by his changes and toughness, but she subconsciously followed his fiddling and turned into a white bird on the stage, her slender figure spinning, and her skirt blooming like flowers!

She mustered up the courage to raise her head. In the interlaced light and shadow on the stage, his face was cold and majestic, leading the girl to complete the entire dance with impeccable rhythm. This group dance became his personal show.

When the music stopped, there was a brief silence followed by thunderous applause.

Lu Mingfei bowed slightly in front of everyone. When he raised his head again, the grand Spring Festival party turned gray-white, and the loud applause was frozen in time.

He shrugged and walked slowly off the stage.

He walked aimlessly, and there seemed to be a sound coming from around the corner. He followed the sound and walked into a large auditorium.

"...Hello everyone, I am Lu Mingfei from Class 1, Grade 3, and the title of my speech this time is "Thank you for having you." Mr. Lin Yutang once said, 'A wonderful speech should be like a miniskirt worn by a girl.

, the shorter the better..."

Lu Mingfei put his hands in his pants pockets and stood leaning against the door of the auditorium, squinting at himself on the stage.

The other self is standing above the auditorium, holding a speech.

When he reached this point in his speech, he paused for a moment, took away his speech and showed a flattering smile to all the friends in the school. His eyes were full of expectation, expecting everyone to give him applause and a knowing smile.

But then the vice-principal, who was known for his academic temperament, coughed deeply, and the few students who wanted to laugh immediately fell silent.

Everyone realized that the vice-chancellor did not like this uncivilized opening, even though it was Lin Yutang's original words.

As a result, the entire auditorium fell silent, with thousands of pairs of eyes staring coldly at Lu Mingfei on the podium.

It's like being pointed out by thousands of people.

The boy on the stage couldn't help but take a step back, his eyes frightened. He seemed to have suddenly changed from a hero ready to accept applause to a prisoner who told obscene jokes and was despised by everyone.

He is alone against the world.

Who can stand by his side at this time?

"Pah, pah, pah—"

Calm but thunderous applause sounded from the back of the auditorium.

Everyone turned around in shock to see who was confronting the vice principal, only to find a man who looked exactly like Lu Mingfei leaning against the door.

He didn't care about everyone's gaze, raised his hands, applauded enthusiastically, and shouted loudly:

"Well said! Don't be afraid. Don't say you are just a vice principal. One day there will be someone willing to fight the whole world for you!"

"Also fuck the vice principal!"

"I have long wanted to say that you look really embarrassed when you are bald!"

Amid the arrogant laughter, the boy in the middle of the auditorium stared at him blankly and suddenly burst into tears.

It was a look across the long river of mottled time, and it was also the letting go of the past by grown-up people.

The picture freezes.

Lu Mingfei curled his lips, not having enough fun yet.

But he knew it was far from time to stop, so he turned around and continued moving forward.

He walked out of the school and came to the street, looking at the city in the heavy rain.

He looked at the road ahead, then looked back at the way he came, and smiled.

He knew that this was destined to be a very interesting funeral.

…

…

"Damn it, this grandson just jumped out to cause trouble. I don't think he knows him at all. I think that little girl looks pretty good and he comes out to play hero and save beauties." The angry gangsters surrounded him and said, "That little girl seems to have some money.

His appearance is interesting enough, damn! He screwed everything up!"

They stepped on the face of the young man who was kicked to the ground.

The young man who was trampled on the ground held his head in his hands, and countless feet fell on him.

He felt like he was being kicked to the point of vomiting, and his internal organs were in reversed positions. His mind was groggy, but he suddenly remembered the hero in some movie who was beaten black and blue without moving, and finally the other party kicked him.

His face was caught by him with a flip of his wrist, and he said softly...

"I hate it when people step on my face."

A deep voice sounded, and the young man huddled in the corner was stunned, because the voice sounded like his own.

Who spoke his mind on his behalf?

He raised his head tiredly, his eyes falling blankly on the person in front of him.

The man chuckled and turned his wrist to catch the gangster's kick. He simply pulled and pushed, and the gangster who had been so cruel just now fell to pieces and rolled around on the ground several times.

The man flexed his wrist, reached out and hooked his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go together, I'm in a hurry and have to go to the next show."

The gangsters looked at each other, their expressions were fierce, and they came up from all around.

The young man stared blankly at the man facing their siege casually.

He casually slapped someone on the face and whipped him around a few times before landing. Then he grabbed the second gangster's forearm and hit him behind the joint with his shoulder, causing his forearm to fall.

Dislocated, raised his leg and kicked the wailing gangster away.

The man whistled, and with an uppercut, the third gangster was sent up into the sky. The sound of bone cracking could be clearly heard...

He simply and roughly dealt with all the gangsters, and then walked over to the little boy who had been standing by him the whole time.

He took the boy's hand, came to the young man's side, put their hands together, and said in a serious tone:

"Brothers are not allowed to quarrel."

"Be good and obey me."

He has the attitude of an eldest brother.

…
To be continued...