Shang Jing sang that phrase, "... Lovesickness for another year", each time with different feelings, clear and mellow singing, from ignorant to gradually clear and then elongated and depressed, ending slowly.
Yang Yue couldn't stand it and handed He Jiang a piece of paper: "Wipe it."
Obviously he is also a good brother who writes lyrics and composes music, and released a new song for the first time, tsk tsk, it's a pity that the tears of the dog man only flow from his weakness.
He Jiang blinked, slapped Yang Yue's hands off, and got lost, only got inspiration from his painful experience of online dating failure to write songs and hurt friends.
He Jiang walked towards the center of the stage, and Yang Yue pulled the curtains with great winking.
The hanging curtains obscured the sight of the spectators, and He Jiang half leaned against the piano, staring at the business scene.
Shang Jing played several wrong notes in a row, and finally had to finish, closing the piano cover, sitting tight, "What are you doing?"
Why are you still closing the curtains!
He Jiang thought to himself that when Shang Jing graduated from graduate school, he would give Shang Jing a grand graduation concert, and maybe after that he could pick up the level of a piano school student who had lost eight hundred years and practice it again.
Just like he brought Shang Jing to eat chicken, Shang Jing also led him to play a duet piano.
He Jiang: "I understand."
Shang Jing blushed and lowered his head: "Oh."
He Jiang: "You write songs, you play lovesickness, so I don't know what to do. Xiaojing, I love you so much."
Shang Jing took a tissue from his hand and wiped the piano music stand: "I have received your wish."
He Jiang pulled Shang Jing over, "That's right, I'll make you laugh."
After the piano music ended, the wedding ceremony began, and He Jiang and Shang Jing sat at the table of their parents.
"Honey, apply for a drinking license." He Jiang whispered.
The last time he made a mistake while drinking, He Jiang learned to be good.
Shang Jing secretly knocked down He Jiang's knee, drinking as much as he wanted, anyone who got married would not drink, and applied for anything, as if he was very domineering.
He gave He Jiangsheng a bowl of noodles: "Put your stomach first."
After taking two bites, Yang Yue and Cen Feinuo came over with a bottle of wine, "Come here, I'll toast the groom first, and I'll block the wine for you later."
He Jiang didn't refuse, and drank as much as he wanted, thinking Shang Jing was stupid.
"Eat some more sticks."
Yang Yue exaggerated: "When you get married, people will love you. It's great. I'll let you eat two more."
Yang Yue and Cen Feinuo respected the elders at this table one by one. Cen Feinuo didn't talk as much as Yang Yue, but his attitude was modest, and he looked calm, which reassured the elders, but his drinking posture revealed his true eyes—not honest man.
"We drink, uncles and aunts drink fruit juice." Yang Yue spoke generously, but in fact he had pear juice in his glass, so he should cherish his voice. He Jiang and Cen Feinuo got married, and he toasted to each other, which was considered to touch the brotherhood of the entertainment industry.
Shang Jing looked at the person's drinking capacity, and was a little speechless. This doesn't change his "color", should it be said that it is a gathering of things? Haven't had a drink in the past 20 years
He quickly sent a text message to Xiao Zhuang: "Don't let your teacher Cen use wine to toast."
By the way, give them all three beers instead.
This kind of fighting spirit must be corrected!
After a while, Zhuang Que silently replied to Shang Jing: "...Mr. Cen said that he will hold a wedding in the future, and it will be difficult to end if he doesn't work hard today."
Fortunately, after they finished drinking at the table of their elders, they switched to red wine with a slightly lower alcohol content.
He Jiang leaned on the back of Shang Jing's chair, thinking, "I'll prepare... milk for you?"
Toasting and sending out wedding candy for newcomers is a must.
Shang Jing: "You can't look down on anyone!"
A bottle or two of beer is still fine!
The banquet hall is really big, and Shang Jing walked around from the beginning to the end, plus drinking, his cheeks became hot.
He Jiang and the two best men stayed at the table of friends in the circle for a long time, and asked Shang Jing and Zhuang Qun to go back to eat first, so as not to be hungry.
Shang Jing sat back with flushed cheeks, took a sip of iced Coke to calm down.
On his left is Ms. Shang. She was the only one returning home this time, not even bringing her son with her.
Shang Jing served Ms. Shang a bowl of soup with abalone, ginseng and wings, "Mom, when are you coming?"
Ms. Shang: "I came yesterday."
Shang Jing: "Why didn't you tell me?"
Ms. Shang: "You can go back to China alone, and I still need someone to pick you up?"
"I mean... He Jiang has arranged everything. Someone will pick me up as soon as I get off the plane."
After the mother and son broke up after returning to China, they did not speak calmly for a long time. After realizing that her words were sharp, Ms. Shang brought abalone ginseng wing soup, and then ate to adjust her mood.
"I took a car around S City yesterday." Ms. Shang was a little dazed, "It has changed a lot."
"He Jiang and others... are good. You are right to choose to go back to China. Mom wishes you and He Jiang a happy relationship for a hundred years."
Ms. Shang took out a red envelope: "This is for you."
Shang Jing "touched" it, as if it was a card.
"Although He Jiang is rich, you shouldn't spend him on graduate studies, and don't take your uncle and aunt, your father still pays for it."
Shang Jing opened his eyes wide: "You don't need to give me money, I can earn it myself, and I don't spend it on He Jiang."
Ms. Shang frowned: "Do you want me to teach you this? A man can't get married without private money. Don't let me know, you and He Jiang are moonlight when dating online."
Shang Jing accepted it, and his mother did not treat him badly for living expenses when he was in school.
Regarding the matter of returning to China, they reconciled. It is also in her character for Ms. Shang to continue to give money.
Shang Jing felt that his mother had become a bit older today, but he didn't know that part of the credit was due to He Jiang's wedding video.
It can touch Shang Xiaogou and also touch Ms. Shang.
When Ms. Shang watched the review of Shangjing's growth frame by frame on the big screen, she found that there were many things she hadn't participated in at all.
She almost forgot that she was delighted at the birth of Shang Jing.
Her child grew up suddenly, when she will participate in the Youth Piano Competition, what prize she will win, what the dormitory of Shangjing High School looks like, whether she has a roommate... She doesn't know.
She knows now, but it's too late. There is another person who will always replace her, accompany Shang Jing for life as a lover, and appear when he needs it.
She saw that Shang Jing and He Jiang were so happy together, playing petty temper as they wanted, asking for this and that, but Shang Jing rarely asked her.
Shang Jing: "Mom, let's go to the house to stay at night."
Ms. Shang was silent for a moment: "No, it's troublesome to move around."
She was really ashamed to step into that house again. Whatever you choose, you can only keep going down.
…
He Jiang drank too much in the end, his face couldn't tell, but every time he finished drinking, he subconsciously searched for business scenes in the crowd, and when he stayed on his wife's side face for an uncontrollable extension, everyone familiar with him would know that he was drunk .
When the two returned to the villa, Shang Jing helped He Jiang upstairs, changed his clothes and washed his face, and when he finished his work, He Jiang was almost awake.
It's hard not to recognize this timing of sobriety as deliberate.
Shang Jing: "... Are you unable to drink and pretend to be drunk?"
He Jiang smiled lightly, how could she come back without pretending to be drunk: "I am indeed drunk."
"Doesn't it mean to be drunk?"
"I've learned it." Shang Jing saw that He Jiang's movements were a little slow, so he helped him up, "Do you want to drink honey water?"
That night, He Jiang completed Wish List 1.
He took out a familiar booklet from the bedside table, opened it, wiped a handful of ink pads with his thumb, found a place among the messy fingerprints of the business scene, and pressed it down at the right angle.
Two red thumbprints form a beautiful heart shape.
Shang Jing looked at He Jiang's sloppy movements, and the unbiased heart-shaped angle... This is not drunk at all, damn it, he pretended it.
He was even absurdly moved for a moment, and felt that it was okay for him to accompany He Jiang with full love.
No! Be wary of the dog man using romantic means to package his perverted nature!
He Jiang put her arms around Shang Jing: "Have you not seen it before?"
Shang Jing: "Is there a future?"
Just ask who has the courage to turn the page after turning the first page
"En." He Jiang turned two pages, and Shang Jing saw other options.
For example, on this year's birthday, Shang Jing bought He Jiang a layer cake, and allowed He Jiang to sneak into the campus next year to have a lesson with his wife.
He Jiang said modestly: "My imagination is relatively shallow, you can add."
The sky is a lesson, he also wants to write some scriptures, but his strength does not allow it. These are the things he most wants to do.
Still too rich.
Shang Jing: "..." Is this shallow? Your thinking is shallow, but your routines are deep.
He Jiang turned it from the back, and the first page was empty, with the words "Twenty Things Shang Jing Wants to Do Most".
"Leave it to you to write, and I will accompany you to complete it."
"What if I write too much?"
He Jiang: "It's okay. The more extreme the better, otherwise I'm afraid you will burn the brochure while I'm not at home."
Shang Jingnu: "You are quite self-aware!"
When He Jiang said this, it was hard for him to steal it and throw it away.
Get it right!
Shang Jing closed the booklet: "Wait! Is it a little game of picking up a bride? I want to make you regret it!"
The second wedding was held five days later. This time there were no elders involved, but young people.
Shang Jing made up his mind to win back the game, and discussed intensively with Zhuang Qun, but was disappointed to find that He Jiang's IQ and cheekiness, even small online games, could not trouble him. Some embarrassing games, business scene does not want to use.
The two stood next to each other and sighed.
Shang Jing: "It's better to take the route of manual labor."
Zhuang Qun: "Yes."
Shang Jing: "You don't feel sorry for Mr. Cen, do you?"
Zhuang Qun: "I, I..."
The two cheered up again, discussed again, and finally looked at the same game in unison.
On the day of the wedding, the film and television city began to open at eight o'clock for fans to come in. Liushuixi almost mobilized half of the city's chefs, and forty pastry chefs.
It was very lively outside, but one place was blocked from entering.
He Jiang and the best man both put on ancient costumes, the elegant young master, the jade tree facing the wind.
Yang Yue: "There's no camera, right?"
The last time he helped He Jiang in trouble for Shang Jing, he felt that Shang Jing would not let him go easily. It would be embarrassing if this was recorded.
He Jiang: "Yes, prepare to be ashamed."
Yang Yue: Heh, I'm ready to betray.
The big cameraman pushed the camera trolley, and selectively broadcasted live broadcasts to fans who did not come to participate.
He Jiang stood under the plaque of "Fu's Family", and Fu Ya was the gatekeeper.
"Brother."
Fu Ya didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "The first level, see for yourself."
He Jiang saw a basket of garlic.
Fu Ya: "Husbands and wives must know how to communicate. Any trivial matter accumulated can become a weight that crushes a camel."
He Jiang was vaguely aware of something, and she really wanted to understand Fu Yadao—peel a catty of garlic.
A person peels garlic around a bamboo basket, carefully blocking the wind, for fear that a gust of draft will blow away the fruits of labor as light as cicada's wings.
Studio-
It's late, I don't understand, what is the link now
You come early, the banquet has not yet started, and the groom and best man are still peeling garlic.
It takes midnight to eat.
It's the fans. At the scene, if there were not many security guards, the fans would have already stripped the basket.
I don't have the heart to eat, I just want to help the male god peel the garlic.
Garlic and vermicelli match best! He Gou, your wife is suggesting that you ask fans to peel it off for you!
I don't believe that He Jiang peels garlic so honestly.
There is no way to be dishonest, my uncle is watching, laughing at me to death!
Am I the only one who is eating seriously! Too rich, the cake is delicious and the abalone is delicious too...
Let's leave a way for the sisters who can't go.
Everyone is limited to eating for two hours, watching the live broadcast while eating. This is the most stressful meal I have.
No, no, He Gou, don't show off! No, you are still peeling garlic when I leave the table!
Shang Jing was in the attic, looking at the painting of simple labor with slanted eyes, and told Xiao Beidao: "Remember to send the garlic to the back kitchen, it's not enough for today."
Yang Yue: "This has to be stripped until dark."
He Jiang: "Think of a way."
Cen Fei Nuo: "Shall I go to the supermarket to buy?"
Under the pile of garlic in the supermarket, there are many naturally peeled garlic skins, and you can get them at two places.
It’s okay if you can’t get it together, just soak in water and gain weight.
He Jiang looked around: "I guess there is a chicken feather duster nearby."
It's not enough to come together with chicken feathers and garlic.
Cen Feno looked up and saw one hanging on the wall.
"turn up."
He Jiang immediately put down the garlic, took off the chicken feather duster, and used very rough methods to pick up all the chicken feathers, washed them with mineral water, and weighed them, which was worth a catty.
Help, unexpectedly a man violently tore down the feather duster to make him look handsome.
Me too... Xiaoshang Xiaozhuang was a kind person in his previous life.
He Gou, let me tell you, it's not good for a man to go too fast, my wife has a problem.
He Jiang quickly cracked the first door.
The sound of the door opening and the unanimous cheers of fans outside the wall alarmed the magpies on the branches.
Shang Jing: "..." Did Calais peel a piece of garlic
Can't you pretend to be distressed for a little longer!
Shang Jing and Zhuang Que cheered each other up: "It will be more difficult later."
The key to the second door is hidden in the yard between the first and second doors
People searched in a carpet-like manner. After ten minutes of searching, they didn't find a single chicken feather.
He Jiang compared the number of people on our side and Shangjing's side, "Let's go over the wall."
Fu Ya couldn't stop him.
Plug a cucumber, and they climb over the wall in middle school.
This posture is too skillful!
Is it true that your wife will not break your leg if you climb over the wall
People gathered under the inner wall, and He Jiang was about to forcibly climb over, but suddenly found that the door seemed to move.
He walked over suspiciously, and when he pushed, the door wasn't locked at all.
"..."
Fu Ya: "Marriage requires some trials and courage. The key to business success is in your heart."
This courtyard is an entry, the first door is not fortified, and He Jiangmu has already entered the attic of Shangjingdai.
The questions are not difficult, and if they are serious, they can be fooled, such as buying garlic skins and overcoming the wall.
There is no trickery in the last level.
He Jiang looked at the scene in front of him and was stunned for a moment.
Fu Ya: "Please choose your groom, there is only one chance."
He Jiang had never realized that Shang Jing and Zhuang Quin were so similar in height and body shape. When they both wore the same style of clothing and put on a red hijab, it was impossible to tell from their appearance for a while.
The most indispensable thing in the film and television city is the ancient costumes of the photo studio, which is used to take pictures of tourists. Two sets of ill-fitting and bulky clothes were put on different people, but instead concealed the nuances of their figures, and even wore gloves.
He Jiang: "Xiaojing, can't we put water?"
No one answered him.
He Jiang: "Then can you turn around?"
Still no one moved.
Shang puppy is so strict! Hahahaha I died laughing!
He Jiang, are you afraid of making mistakes in judgment now
That's not good, if you admit your wife wrong, you will kneel on the washboard, and if you take your brother's wife away, your good brother will break up.
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The one on the left!
On the right, I think the business scene is a centimeter taller.
Shang Jing is not stupid, he must have taken the height difference into consideration.
Which sister outside the wall reads a joke, Shang Xiaojing must laugh the loudest.
He Jiang glanced at Cen Feinuo: "Which one is your wife?"
"You don't recognize it?"
Cen Fei Nuo: "..."
He Jiang: "Cen Feinuo, why are you so dark? Are you jealous that Zhuang Quin covered his head at my wedding?"
"It doesn't seem to be jealous, are you allergic to garlic?"
Cen Feinuo stood where he was, watching He Jiang perform quietly.
Yang Yue echoed, "Old Cen, your complexion is a bit wrong."
Fu Yajiu: "No acting."
"Improvisation"
Actor cultivation.
The reprimand from my uncle.
One man, one play.
He Jiang stared at the two people, focusing on the one whose mood fluctuated when Cen Feinuo was mentioned.
This is Zhuang Qun.
The rest is Business View.
He Jiang walked quickly to Shangjing, and when he was about to lift the hijab, he felt something was wrong, this person was too calm.
It doesn't feel right either.
He remembered that Shang Jing recently made a new blue-haired friend who was about the same height as Shang Jing.
He Jiang took a step back, looked up to the attic as if aware of something, and caught the theater dealer puppy watching through the glass.
Eyes met, Shang Jing smiled and threw a hydrangea ball down.
cheap you.
He Jiang rushed upstairs and carried Shang Jing down, like a bandit snatching a marriage.
After the game was over, Shang Jing and He Jiang handed out wedding candies, each of which was packaged in a gift box with eight flavors of candies carefully selected by him.
He was super happy, but He Jiang felt sorry for his hand.
It's great that so many people in the world come to wish him and He Jiang together!