Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

"In view of your brother's financial strength, do you want to think carefully before speaking?" Lu Mingfei felt like he had been hit by an arrow in his chest!

He felt the gap between money and class.

"If this continues, you will lose me as your little brother."

"It's so boring to talk to you!"

Su Xiaoqiang rolled her eyes, dropped the bag of Pocky, and walked over to Zhao Menghua, because it seemed like something interesting was happening there!

"Little goddess, your lottery ticket!"

"Sister, I reward you."

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, shook his head and opened the book again.

He absentmindedly picked up a chocolate bar and stared at the lottery tickets on the table.

For the sake of those free snacks, do you want to help the little goddess out?

Lu Mingfei's illusory eyes fell on the simulator.

There, the unfinished second simulation tag talent was shining with golden light.

Just now, Lu Mingfei had an uncertain guess due to the sword fight with Senior Brother Chu.

The talent of simulating archives seems to have come directly to reality.

What is this, a system bug, or a novice benefit?

Suddenly, Lu Mingfei frowned slightly,

The noise over there also attracted his attention.

"Liu Miaomiao, please develop your piano talent,"

Zhao Menghua greeted and nodded.

"Yes, taking this opportunity, Liu Banhua can directly confirm her identity as the piano goddess." Xu Yanyan grinned at the side to compliment her.

"Okay," Liu Miaomiao nodded obediently.

Ever since she was a child, she has been attending every relevant party, and she has become accustomed to it.

"Well," Zhao Menghua touched his chin,

"How about creating a more formal atmosphere and assigning you a music translator."

"It's not necessary." Liu Miaomiao frowned displeased.

She is too high-profile. She is not a competitive girl like Xiaoqiang who must be dazzling wherever she goes.

"That's it, who of you wants to go?"

"Extra credits!"

Zhao Menghua scanned the class, looking for a suitable target.

The girls, without exception, either lowered their heads to play with their nails or chatted.

No one wants to be someone else's foil, let alone someone of the same gender as themselves.

Many boys are also like this, either citing other programs as an excuse, or frankly saying they don't want to be on it.

This kind of behavior is somewhat like putting one's dignity on the ground and rubbing it, even if the other party is Liu Miaomiao, the beauty of the third class.

Of course, the most important thing is that you may not be able to lick it even if you turn over the sheet music.

On the other hand, Xu Yanyan and Xu Miaomiao were beaming at their boss and wanted to go into battle, but were skillfully ignored by Zhao Menghua.

Put two basketballs on it and turn over the music score, and the elegant program effect will all turn into comedy.

While he was thinking, he glanced at the figure flipping through a book in the corner, and an idea flashed.

"Lu Mingfei!"

Zhao Menghua raised his eyebrows,

"You don't have much to do. Can you help our class beauty Liu Miaomiao complete our class's performance?"

Lu Mingfei lightly glanced at Zhao Menghua's eyes and noticed the hidden thing. He subconsciously thought of a figure in the world of ghost destruction - Yue Yue.

But he remembered that he hadn't had much contact with Zhao Menghua recently, right?

Is this what happened?

"Lu Mingfei has a literary club program and has already submitted it." Chen Wenwen reminded softly.

"That's okay. Almost everyone in the class joins the literary club and wants to participate in that project, right?"

Chen Wenwen remained silent, pressed her lower abdomen, and quietly returned to the book.

"It's not necessary, I can just turn over the score myself." Liu Miaomiao frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"This is a big show co-organized by junior high schools and high schools. Many parents will also attend. There are people from all walks of life, and there are many who are sophisticated about music. When the time comes, it will be bad because of this matter of rewriting music, and it will be lost. The face of our class. It would be better to have someone who can change the score." Zhao Menghua waved his hand.

Liu Miaomiao opened her mouth and stopped talking.

"Lu Mingfei! The squad leader is asking you something." There was a greeting from the crowd.

"Yeah, what suggestions do you have, please tell me?"

Lu Mingfei slowly closed the book and looked gently at the crowd opposite.

Some of the people making noise had different ideas.

Many people suppressed their laughter in anticipation, waiting to see Lu Mingfei's words and deeds that would break his guard.

What are you pretending to be, Chu Zihang?

Do you really think you are a road god?

Unexpectedly, Lu Mingfei smiled softly,

"Okay, it's an honor for me to be able to contribute to the class."

To everyone's surprise, some people's fists hit the cotton.

It was like swallowing a dead fly, choking until it turned blue - very much like a green-faced beast.

"Brother," Xu Miaomiao pulled Xu Yanyan's clothes, lowered her voice, and said in disbelief, "Is this really Lu Mingfei?"

If it were Lu Mingfei, Xu Miaomiao only thought there would be two reactions.

With a mean smile on his face, he ran to check with Liu Miaomiao about his position and how to turn the score: "Liu Miaomiao, do you think it's better for me to stand on the left or on the right?"

Or you might stare at them with clenched fists for a long time, then nod dejectedly, silently accepting the job, and grinning awkwardly: "Okay, I understand."

But why is this reaction?

wrong! Something is definitely wrong!

"Stop asking, you just don't know." Xu Yanyan shook his head, even more dazed.

"Ah!" Zhao Meng paused blankly, then patted the table gently,

"Then it's settled, Lu Mingfei, remember to wear your clothes when the time comes."

"I'll try my best." He replied calmly, accompanied by the rustling sound of turning pages.

"I have an idea."

Su Xiaoqiang raised her hand and waved it continuously, her eyes full of positivity.

"Would you like to add me to the piano program?"

"Liu Miaomiao plays the piano and I dance. Just separate the lights in two places and control the rhythm and focus. I think the effect should be good."

"What a great idea!" Xu Miaomiao clapped her hands suddenly.

"How about letting President Chen turn over the score?"

Chen Wenwen on the side listened and gently stopped her hand.

"It can work! If we do it this way, all the top three students in our class will be on one show!"

Xu Yanyan covered his brother's mouth and threatened in a low voice, "Shut your mouth, you idiot."

Let Chen Wenwen be the green leaf who turns over the score. What do you think?

I don’t even think about how many people in the class call her President Chen. Isn’t she tired of living?

Su Xiaoqiang's opinion will be determined by voting.

Eaters are soft-mouthed, but takers are short-handed.

I have to say that sometimes snacks are useful.

The only thing that needs to be considered is Liu Miaomiao's feelings.

"Miaomiao! Miaomiao! Open your mouth, ah~!"

But under Su Xiaoqiang's offensive of hugging and feeding her snacks, the well-behaved piano goddess could only admit defeat.

"Okay, Xiaoqiang, don't be so clingy." Liu Miaomiao reluctantly pulled Su Xiaoqiang away.

"I don't have any objections at all."

"That's it, piano performance: Liu Miaomiao, dance performance: Su Xiaoqiang, Lu Mingfei will help complete the program." Zhao Menghua wrote several people's names on the program list.

The matter came to an end and other matters began to be discussed.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The wind gradually became fierce, hitting the rain hard on the glass, blooming tiny silver flowers, and the smell of mud and water seemed to penetrate the glass.

Su Xiaoqiang came back to Lu Mingfei's side, pulled out a Pocky stick, and muttered in a low voice amidst the clicking sound,

"You're quite calm."

She patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder familiarly,

"But don't worry, little brother. Once eldest sister comes on stage, you will be dazzling. No one in the audience will notice you."

Rustling!

As the pages of the book turned, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that memorizing words was not that difficult. He even found time to recall Xiaoqiang's kindness.

"Then do I have to thank the little goddess for saving the scene for the second time?"

"That's not necessary!"

Su Xiaoqiang lowered her head and touched her nails.

"After all, I wanted to be on the show."

"Then I wish you the best of all, and win the title of school beauty in one fell swoop."

In and out of her words, it seemed that she was no longer the loser who would quarrel with Su Xiaoqiang just because they were arguing about who was the class beauty or who was the school beauty.

Su Xiaoqiang was puzzled and surprised for a while.

Is this really the Lu Mingfei who admired Chen Wenwen in front of her when school started?

What stimulated you?

Salsa——!

Lu Mingfei gently pushed a piece of paper over, instantly interrupting the girl's deep thought.

"Lu is a poor man and has nothing to give you. This can be regarded as an advance congratulations gift."

"you"

Su Xiaoqiang blinked, her eyes widened suddenly, and she pointed with her fingers.

"You got it!?"

The loud voice resounded throughout the class, attracting everyone's attention.

"Xiaoqiang, what's wrong? It's rare to see you so vulnerable?"

"Yes, little goddess, is Lu Mingfei harassing you?"

"No! Maybe he said something to make my rich sister angry again!"

"No! Stop guessing and discuss your program! It's raining harder and harder. If you want to go home quickly, you need to improve your efficiency."

Su Xiaoqiang waved her hand, indicating that nothing was wrong, then bent down and rubbed the lottery ticket.

"How is that possible? Could it be that you changed it secretly?"

The unfolded white lottery ticket was a little wrinkled, and the hole where the paper clip passed through shone with a cold light.

The "Special Prize" with three big black characters cannot be faked at all.

"Lu Mingfei, how did you do it?"

Lu Mingfei closed the book and spread his hands indifferently.

"Then all I can say is,"

"Am I pretty lucky today?"

Su Xiaoqiang was a little annoyed after listening to Versailles' speech.

She felt the difference in luck and class.

Some things really cannot be bought with money.

But Lu Mingfei! Could you please stop saying this with a smile on your face?

He deserves a beating!

"Haha, how can the little girl repay Brother Lu?"

The coquettish words contained a chill.

When the words came out, Su Xiaoqiang was a little surprised. She resisted the urge to blush and muttered in her heart.

This. Is this still her?

"No, it's your lottery ticket. According to common sense, if you open them all, you will still win." Lu Mingfei sensed the danger and said cleverly.

"Hmph, it's such a simple truth, I don't need you to explain it."

Su Xiaoqiang said this, but she was still a little unhappy.

Very very unhappy!

So immediately after, Lu Mingfei was confused by the little Tiannu's next operation, and disbelief spread on his face bit by bit.

"Su Xiaoqiang?"

"don't want!"

Third update, here you go!