Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

The classroom returned to silence.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I'm afraid you'll rekindle your feelings for Chen Wenwen," Su Xiaoqiang whispered. "Besides, doesn't she like Zhao Menghua? She definitely doesn't want to sit with you. I'm helping her out!"

"Cough cough!"

The homeroom teacher on the podium looked at Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang, who were whispering to each other, and coughed twice loudly—I'm still here, aren't you two being a little too disrespectful to your teacher?

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang immediately sat up straight, keeping their eyes fixed straight ahead.

"The school is holding a lecture tomorrow about gratitude towards parents. Please tell your parents when you get home, and try to come if you can. Parents and children should sit together during the lecture," the teacher said.

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself in his seat, "What about someone like me who has no parents?"

“It’s okay, my mom went back to Portugal, and my dad is really busy lately, so he probably can’t come either,” Su Xiaoqiang said softly. “At worst, we can sit together tomorrow, and you can just treat me like your mom.”

"Why can't I be your dad?" Lu Mingfei whispered. "I think we look a lot like father and daughter."

With a dark expression, Su Xiaoqiang nudged Lu Mingfei's arm with her elbow. Lu Mingfei, reducing his strength, nudged Su Xiaoqiang's arm in return.

The teacher on the podium stared at the two of them expressionlessly.

Chapter 54 Lu Mingfei: Little Fairy, I feel like we have a lot in common.

The next day, in the afternoon, on the playground.

One of the advantages of attending a prestigious private high school is that you don't have to carry your own chair when you go to the playground for meetings or lectures; the school staff will take care of that.

So when Lu Mingfei arrived, he saw that the playground was already filled with chairs arranged in dense rows, organized by class, with all the chairs lined up side by side in pairs.

Su Xiaoqiang also walked over and looked Lu Mingfei up and down: "Why are you dressed so maturely? Do you really want to be my dad?"

"This is just normal clothing, right? I dress like this all the time," Lu Mingfei said, glancing down at his clothes.

Today he wore a fitted white shirt and light blue jeans, a Tudor silver-grey sunburst watch, and his hair was pulled back, with only a few strands of hair hanging down in front of his forehead.

His fashion sense was developed in Tony's world. Before, in his own world, he would wear whatever his aunt bought, and his aunt would generally buy whatever was affordable.

Therefore, he himself did not realize that when Tony took him out to play, it was definitely not to places where minors congregate, but rather to adult parties, banquets, or exhibitions.

This also means that although Lu Mingfei is still a student in terms of grade, his fashion sense leans more towards that of an adult.

While not quite middle-aged, he certainly looked much more mature than a student.

Su Xiaoqiang was about to complain that you usually dress rather old-fashioned when she saw the homeroom teacher walking over.

It wouldn't have mattered if he had just walked over, but the old teacher's brows were furrowed and he didn't seem to be in a good mood, which was a bit scary, so Su Xiaoqiang subconsciously shut up.

"Lu Mingfei, Su Xiaoqiang," the homeroom teacher walked up to the two of them, "neither of your parents are here?"

"Yes." Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang nodded in unison.

"Then you two sit together, that way the line will look neater and more aesthetically pleasing." The teacher only gave this one instruction before leaving in a hurry, without even giving Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang a chance to object or express their doubts.

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang exchanged a glance and looked at each other blankly.

Yesterday, I was joking when I said we should sit together in class, but I didn't expect that the teacher would actually arrange for us to sit together today.

There was nothing they could do but sit down together.

"It seems like the teacher isn't in a good mood," Su Xiaoqiang said.

"Uh...maybe she has an upset stomach?" Lu Mingfei guessed. "I saw her buy a roll of toilet paper at the convenience store near the gate not long ago, and then she rushed towards the teaching building."

"Oh, I thought someone had upset her again." Su Xiaoqiang was speechless, she hadn't expected it to be for this reason.

"It's a good thing, too. With our teacher not here, we can slack off during the speech later," Lu Mingfei said. "Without our teacher patrolling around, the feeling of suddenly appearing from behind is pretty cool, isn't it?"

Su Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up, and she nodded: "That makes sense!"

As they were talking, most of the people around them had taken their seats. Since the chairs on the playground were arranged according to the seating positions in the classroom, the teacher didn't need to assign anyone a seat.

And indeed, the teacher never showed up.

When most of the people had arrived, a "master" in a suit and tie with slicked-back hair walked up to the stage, held a microphone, and began to greet everyone.

Then began a series of heartfelt and persuasive speeches, all centered around the theme of "gratitude." The speeches included some inspirational anecdotes and emotional background music. Gradually, quite a few people actually got into the mood, and some parents and children even started to breathe in a way that resembled "sobbing."

Lu Mingfei wasn't very interested in this kind of gratitude speech. He had been trained by Tony, and the rhetoric and guiding elements in this speech seemed too obvious to him.

If nothing unexpected happens, this master is probably the kind of person who uses the same set of lectures everywhere, giving the same thing no matter which school he goes to.

To be honest, although the master's words were a bit too verbose, the underlying principles were indeed very positive, and it could be considered a good deed...

But if Lu Mingfei's guess is correct, once the parents and children in the audience are completely fooled and moved to tears, the master will start promoting a book he personally wrote about "gratitude" or other related products.

Although many of the parents present are prominent figures who have engaged in deceitful and scheming activities, being a parent is inherently a vulnerable point that is easily manipulated. The master on stage specifically addressed topics such as "parents' selfless dedication to their children" and "parents' good intentions for their children" to resonate with the parents and thus open their hearts.

While there are a few rational individuals who remain unaffected, this doesn't stop most of the people who are being misled from later paying for the things the "master" is promoting.

But Lu Mingfei wasn't the target audience, so he found it very boring and turned to chat with Su Xiaoqiang for a while.

Then I saw that Su Xiaoqiang's eyes were slightly red.

Holy crap! Even the little celestial maiden was fooled! Master is amazing!

Lu Mingfei, who had previously looked down on the master, suddenly cast an admiring glance at the stage.

"Little Fairy, how are you?" Lu Mingfei poked Su Xiaoqiang's arm and said with emotion, "I didn't expect you to be such a sentimental person."

"Go away!" Su Xiaoqiang glared at him irritably. Pulled out of the emotional atmosphere created by the master by Lu Mingfei, she said somewhat dejectedly, "I just suddenly thought of my dad. His health has been getting worse lately, and he's been busy with company matters. Sometimes I'm really worried that something might suddenly happen to him..."

"Why don't you persuade your dad to work less and rest more?" Lu Mingfei suggested.

Based on his experience as a shareholder, sometimes laissez-faire governance is quite useful. For example, he never interfered with the development of Stark Industries, yet Stark Industries is still thriving.

“I tried to persuade him, but my dad said that establishing the smelting production line is the last hurdle for the company’s upgrading and transformation. Once we get through it, things will be much easier,” Su Xiaoqiang sighed. “He said it’s not too late for him to rest then.”

"Don't worry, it should be quick," Lu Mingfei said.

He was well aware of his technical capabilities. He had considered simplicity when he was developing it, so theoretically, it shouldn't have taken too much time to create that system.

While she was chatting with Su Xiaoqiang, the master on the stage at the very front had already brought the atmosphere to a climax—

"Now, I propose that we all stand up, and the children give their parents a big hug to express their gratitude for raising us all these years!"

A large number of parents and students, immersed in the touching atmosphere, stood up like a surging tide.

Those few who weren't fooled didn't dare to go against the grain and stood up, albeit a beat behind.

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang also stood up.

Then they were both dumbfounded.

Those who stood up immediately hugged each other, some even crying as they hugged.

Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang stood there shoulder to shoulder, their bodies stiff, standing out conspicuously among the group of people embracing.

"I see some parents aren't hugging their children? Are they shy? It's okay, everyone is hugging. Be brave and give your loved ones a hug to express your gratitude!" The master on stage continued to give his advice.

"What are we going to do?" Su Xiaoqiang gently nudged Lu Mingfei's arm.

"It's okay, we can just sit down after they've finished hugging us, right?" Lu Mingfei said. "No rush..."

The next second, he heard the master on the stage say in a slightly teasing tone, "I see there's still a father and daughter who haven't hugged! Are they too shy?"

Lu Mingfei looked at the stage, where the master holding the microphone was staring straight at him and Su Xiaoqiang, even pointing his finger at them.

You fucking end your sentences with "la"? Do you think you're funny? Which eye of yours saw that we look like father and daughter? Lu Mingfei couldn't help but grin.

But you really can't blame the master for this.

The stage was already quite far from the student formation, and Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang were sitting in the back row. The master was not young, and his eyesight was slightly impaired. Although he was not nearsighted, it was inevitable that things in the distance would appear blurry.

Although the faces of the two people were not clearly visible, the master could barely make out the clothing and attire of the larger target.

Lu Mingfei's outfit didn't look like that of a student, especially the silver-gray sunburst watch on his wrist, which reflected the bright sunlight and dazzled the master's eyes.

Therefore, the master subconsciously regarded Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang as a shy father and daughter.

"What do we do now?" Su Xiaoqiang felt her neck stiffen.

"It's okay, just hang in there. This part should be over soon." Lu Mingfei forced himself to remain calm.

"It seems this father and daughter are still quite shy," the master continued on stage. "How about this, after the parents and students have finished hugging, everyone can turn to this father and daughter and give them a round of applause to encourage them!"

At that moment, Lu Mingfei wished he could fly onto the stage and shove the microphone in the master's mouth.

First came scattered applause, then the applause grew louder and louder, like sparks falling on a velvet blanket and then bursting into flames. The scattered applause quickly spread throughout the entire playground.

Finally, almost everyone faced the direction the master was pointing and began to applaud.

In an instant, the applause was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami crashing down.

In fact, students and parents who were close to Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoqiang had already noticed something amiss. First of all, Lu Mingfei's clothes didn't look like those of a middle-aged man; he looked more like a college student who had just entered the workforce.

Secondly, his face doesn't look like his parents' at all. It's full of collagen. If a man in his forties had a face like that, all the "ageless gods" and "frozen-age goddesses" would be green with envy.

So those who were nearby have already realized that this is likely a misunderstanding, but...

Those further back couldn't see, but they were all clapping; the whole playground was clapping.

If I don't encourage others... wouldn't that be too antisocial?

So misunderstandings aside, we should still applaud. Although the students in the middle might feel a bit embarrassed, if we don't applaud, we might be the ones who end up embarrassed.

Anyway, going with the flow is never a bad thing.

So Lu Mingfei watched as those people who were very close to him and Su Xiaoqiang clapped louder than anyone else while giving them apologetic looks.

The world is cold and heartless, so cold and heartless...

Su Xiaoqiang's face turned bright red, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "What should we do, Lu Mingfei... Why doesn't our teacher come and help us clear things up?"

"She's probably still having an upset stomach in the bathroom!" Lu Mingfei said helplessly.

The master on stage seemed like a boss in a game who had gone berserk, unleashing even more ferocious attacks: "It seems this father and daughter are just too shy. No worries, we can encourage them a little more! Come on, everyone, shout with me—Give them a hug!"

next second.

"Give me a hug! Give me a hug!"