Chapter 115 The Dragon King in Armor(2/2)
Following the sneakers, a pair of Levi's wide-leg jeans came into view, then a Calvin Klein long shirt, then an unattractive young face, and then a black rag with no hairspray or hair oil.
Hair... No suit, no windbreaker, no leather shoes, not even any decorations or a modern female companion. This young man stepped out of the Bentley with high expectations. He was so plainly dressed that he almost looked like he had come to the gym instead of a celebrity event.
auctions!
Little did they know that the only CK long shirt on the young man that looked worthy of their attention was a gift given to him by his senior brother on his birthday last year... Lu Mingfei would not be willing to spend thousands or tens of thousands to buy it.
A piece of clothing!
For a moment, the guests coming and going looked at the young man dressed in "back to nature" clothes and didn't know whether to sneer or admire him.
"What's going on, Ming Fei? Where are the Armani suit and Rolex watch I prepared for you?" Ange's deep voice sounded in his ears, and the accustomed principal sounded a little... confused at the moment.
"Principal, I tried it, but it feels really awkward to wear... CK is also good, isn't it? At least I'm still the one who stands out, right?" Lu Mingfei tidied up the tiny microphone hidden under his chin.
Ange was silent. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. This young man always seemed to bring him different surprises... Is it different? That's right, after all, Lu Mingfei's dress and slippers
There is nothing wrong with wearing a vest to get married.
"Please... please come with me." The waiter stuttered and led Lu Mingfei inside. They passed through dimly lit passages, various passages that looked like they were flowing through sewers, and the smell of various perfumes and scents in the air.
The smell of hair oil mixed together can no longer be described as "fragrant", but "overwhelming", which can make people feel dizzy.
Until they came to the interior of the opera house.
The strong contrast between darkness and light reminded Lu Mingfei of a text he learned in junior high school, "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring"... "In the beginning, it was very narrow, and one can understand others. After repeating dozens of steps, it suddenly became enlightened."
The sky-like pillars are painted dark red, and the giant diamond lamps one after another reflect colorful light. The golden dome and the four walls are painted with Western gods, gorgeous and hideous, and the velvet carpets are painted with colorful lights.
The Juliet rose, filled with crimson spirit, guided the distinguished guests to their seats with serial numbers written on yellow bronze plates.
Lu Mingfei followed the waiter and walked through the strange eyes. The distinguished guests looked at him as if they were looking at some out-of-place monster. The waiter who led him also had a shameless face and a cold face the whole time... Although he was dressed up
Really different.
Until he sat down at the seat marked "No. 24", he looked around, his curious and mocking eyes sweeping over him, like an overwhelming tide that seemed to drown him.
Chapter completed!